Ma Bomin went to the door again to get his umbrella, put away his things, and walked around a few times. After making sure that no one was watching outside, he finally felt relieved.

"What's going on?" Ma Bomin quickly walked up to Song Ziyi and asked after closing the shop.

Song Ziyi gave a brief account of the situation.

Ma Bomin was very pleased after hearing this. "Boy, it's only been a few days and you've already taken over more than half of the task."

Song Ziyi shook his head. "It's too early to say that. Those people are very vigilant. It won't be easy to take someone away under their noses."

Ma Bomin smiled and said, "It all depends on human effort."

Song Ziyi also laughed, "That's right, there are always more solutions than problems. I'll make a plan first, but I'm afraid I can't complete it alone. Uncle Ma, you have to help me."

Ma Bomin patted his chest and said, "If you have any questions, just come to me. No matter what, just ask me."

Song Ziyi found a piece of paper and, imitating her sister, wrote down the contents of the plan on the paper, then repeatedly deduced and pondered it. If there was a chance, it would be best to verify it on the spot. If it was not convenient, she could also refer to some supporting materials.

Song Ziyi wrote down some data needed to implement the plan on a piece of paper, summarized it, and handed it to Ma Bomin. "Uncle Ma, these are the data I need for reference. Can you help me get them?"

Ma Bomin took a look at it and was surprised to find that in addition to some relatively easy-to-verify distance data, these data also contained emergency response data of the US military when encountering emergencies.

"Ziyi, I'm afraid I can't get the data on the M country military. As you know, my identity here is just a small restaurant owner. Apart from some private contacts with our own comrades, I really don't have any connections here. But if you want the route data, I can get it to you as soon as possible."

Song Ziyi understood Ma Bomin. He had been here for a few days and had some understanding of the situation here. The living conditions of the Chinese here were actually much worse than people imagined. They were even discriminated against by the Chinese. He had already observed and felt this kind of discrimination at school.

In such an environment, it is indeed unlikely that Ma Bomin, a small restaurant owner, would be asked to help obtain information from the US military.

"No, this data has the maximum, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't." Song Ziyi said with a smile.

Ma Bomin felt a little guilty. He had just said that no matter what, he should just do it. But as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he fell short and was nothing.

On the other side, Xue Yuan had already washed up and was lying on the bed. Usually, he would just close his eyes and empty his mind and he would fall asleep quickly.

But today, he couldn't clear his mind at all, and his mind was full of the words Song Ziyi had said.

He is looking forward to returning to China with his father.

Ever since his mother passed away, there was nothing in this place worth his nostalgia. Especially after his father was deprived of his freedom due to a research achievement, he wanted to leave this place even more. He was afraid that one day his father would disappear without a trace after he was no longer useful.

He has already lost his mother, he cannot lose his father again.

Thinking of what Ziyi said, he was very excited, but also very nervous. He was afraid that something unexpected would happen during the mission, and that their plan would be discovered by the surveillance cameras and fail in the end.

I tossed and turned all night, and when I went out in the morning, I combed my hair down to cover my dark circles.