Qiu Shou sensed that his father and brother were acting strangely, so he knocked on the door and shouted:

"Dad, brother, why are you two men locking the door? What are you up to?"

Qiu Shou is really precocious for his age; the things he says don't sound like something a twelve-year-old would say.

In fact, Qiu Shou is also a very sensitive and observant child, as if she inherited Qiu Jingwen's spy genes. Of course, it is also related to her mother's influence and her love of reading detective and military novels.

Ever since his father inexplicably scolded him harshly that day and slapped him, he felt that his father was different from before, and somewhat unfamiliar.

Later, through observation, he gradually discovered that his mother was also a little different from before, and he also felt a sense of unfamiliarity. Although he couldn't explain the specifics of this feeling, he just felt it.

Just now, my father asked my brother if he had eaten breakfast. There were tears in my brother's eyes. Qiu Shou had actually noticed, but he didn't ask and didn't know why.

But when his father called his older brother into the bedroom, locked the door, and whispered to him, Qiu Shou felt even more that his father and brother were not normal, and that the family was starting to become abnormal.

He even tiptoed to the bedroom door and pressed his ear against it to listen for a while.

Unfortunately, Qiu Jingwen and Qiu Yang were whispering to each other, so he couldn't hear the specific content at all, which made it seem even more suspicious and mysterious.

And the mysterious is more likely to arouse people's desire to explore.

Therefore, Qiu Shou, who was eager to know the details, couldn't help but knock on the door to ask.

When his son inquired about the autumn harvest, Qiu Jingwen shouted loudly towards the door:

"Go play during the autumn harvest. Don't be curious about adult matters."

Qiu Yang still stared at Qiu Jingwen with a look of horror. His father's anonymous letter had indeed brought him great shock.

After a moment, he put the anonymous letter into his pocket and, like a secret agent on a mission, whispered:

"Dad, I know what to do. Don't worry, I promise I'll complete the mission."

Yes, he promised to complete the task, as if his father were his superior and leader.

The father whispered again:

"Qiuyang, don't tell anyone about this, including your mother."

Although Qiu Yang didn't understand, he felt that his father must have his reasons for making such an arrangement, so he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he opened the door and left without saying a word, without even greeting his younger brother Qiu Shou who was standing in front of the door.

His father's anonymous letter was too important, and it also gave him the creeps.

He had to send out the anonymous letter so that the police investigation team stationed in the factory could uncover the spies hiding inside.

After Shouyang left, Qiushou looked at his father and asked:

"Dad, my brother just arrived and he's leaving already. Where is he going?"

Qiu Jingwen snapped at Qiu Shou in a bad mood:

"Go away, go away, don't ask about adult matters, just do what you're supposed to do!"

As he spoke, he walked to the bedside table, picked up a Pegasus cigarette, lit it, and took two deep drags.

Although it was broad daylight, the sparks from the cigarette butt were still flickering.

Wisps of white smoke swirled around, spreading and fading in the air until they disappeared.

Soon, Jiang Yuping and Qiuyue returned home after buying groceries.

The mother and daughter, along with the autumn harvest, worked together, with some picking vegetables and others washing them.

At this moment, Qiu Jingwen was already standing on the balcony, still smoking.

He kept thinking about butterflies.

Now that the butterfly has appeared, calling him will inevitably lead to further contact, and there will always be a time when it reveals its true form and true identity.

However, he had no specific target or object of his investigation. There were far too many people who knew about the investigation team, including Shao Jian, a few junior officers from the municipal and county public security bureaus, and Liang Damin.

However, Liang Damin was clearly not the butterfly, because Liang Damin had not always worked at the Red Flag Factory; he had been transferred from Lanzhou. Furthermore, he had also thought of Zhou Huaihai and Yi Baoguo from the Political Work Department, but after thinking it over, he couldn't believe that they were spies planted by the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Furthermore, Qiu Jingwen was unsure whether the investigation team would keep in touch with Zhou Huaihai and Yi Baoguo. If they didn't, and Zhou Huaihai and Yi Baoguo were unaware of the investigation team's progress, then only Liang Damin would know the case's developments, since he was the deputy head of the investigation team.

Of course, Qiu Jingwen had also considered that just because someone doesn't seem like a spy or agent doesn't mean they aren't. For example, if Liu Han hadn't appeared, Qiu Jingwen himself would have forgotten his identity as a spy or agent. He didn't even consider himself a spy or agent, so he believed no one else would ever suspect that he, Qiu Jingwen, was a Kuomintang agent who had been hiding for decades!

Time flies when you're thinking about something. Before lunch, Qiu Yang returned, carrying a pack of Pegasus cigarettes.

Because Qiu Shou had told his mother, Jiang Yuping, beforehand that his brother Qiu Yang had come home and whispered with his father in the bedroom before leaving again, Jiang Yuping looked at her son and asked as soon as Qiu Yang arrived home:

"Son, where have you been?"

"Mom, your dad ran out of cigarettes, so I bought him a carton and did some shopping while I was at it."

"Buy it at the factory's supply and marketing cooperative? It won't take that long, will it?"

Geng Yang responded to his mother somewhat embarrassedly:

"Mom, the supply and marketing cooperative has sold out of Feima cigarettes. I'm going to the nearby villages to take a look around when I have nothing to do."

Jiang Yuping never imagined that her husband, Qiu Jingwen, would have their son send anonymous letters, nor did she suspect that there was anything wrong with her son's words. However, she did think that if she went to the factory's supply and marketing cooperative to ask if they had Feima cigarettes, she would know whether her son was lying to her. But she felt that there was no need to do so.

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