Qi Changye nodded slowly: "Wang Futing can be the vice president, but Li Dianzhong can't remember the code book, it's quite reasonable."

"Li Dianzhong must have been in his early 20s when he died. It is normal for young people to be inexperienced. Even if he learned flying claws and learned some martial arts tricks from his uncle, the limit was this. In the end, the code book was sent

, but was still silenced.”

"Maybe he was threatened. The spy can sacrifice him, but he can't be allowed to run away privately." Qi Changye skipped the topic in one sentence and asked: "So, Li Dianzhong took it away from Zhang Xiaoming's place

what?"

"I think it's probably something like a document, report or letter." Jiang Yuan then took out Zhang Xiaoming's timetable summarized by the previous task force and said: "Zhang Xiaoming has been sorting it out in the past few days.

People, things and business in the factory, and then wrote many letters to some of my elders and friends. I took these letters back. Looking at it now, they are mainly for asking for advice, but..."

"Maybe Zhang Xiaoming got the spy out because of this?" Qi Changye's face turned rosy due to the foreplay.

Jiang Yuandao: "It's possible. Or did the spies lose their intelligence sources?"

Liu Jinghui took over Jiang Yuan's words at this time and said on his behalf: "Is it feasible to assume that this spy, or the spy's intelligence source, was the management of the factory or mimeograph factory back then?"

In fact, I said a lot just for this sentence.

The factory where Zhang Xiaoming worked was not low-level. Twenty years later, some of the management there were always very successful—this was once again back to the path of rapid success.

However, the scope is not limited to the dormitory area of ​​Jianmenyuan.

"You can check it out." Qi Changye knew what they were worried about. He glanced at Huang Qiangmin next to him and said, "After so many years, it's hard to tell the specific situation."
Chapter completed!