Xie Wan actually missed Qin Muye a little.
She didn't know yet that Qin Muye had already reached the other side of the ocean.
After nightfall, on the streets of Brooklyn, many young people dressed in hippie-style clothing, smoking opium-containing cigarettes, hanging guitars, singing jazz with their heads shaking, releasing their nature.
A tram stopped at the station and a man with an oriental face got off.
He was covered in a black windbreaker. After getting off the car, he quickly joined the crowd and went into a bar.
Qin Muye had performed field missions many times, and this was not his first visit to Country M.
This bar is a mixed crowd, a perfect place for a meetup.
Although he tried his best to dress Western-style, he still stood out a little among a group of hippies.
A black-haired woman of Asian descent approached him, picked up a cigarette, and said in English, "Borrow a light!"
Qin Muye looked at the other party. Theoretically, there was a high possibility that this Asian woman was his contact.
But he was still considering whether he should tell the secret code.
On the one hand, they were afraid of making mistakes, and on the other hand, it was because of Chu Jiangnan’s bad taste. The secret code for the meeting was a bit embarrassing.
The Asian woman twirled the cigarette between her fingers, looking anxious.
Qin Muye looked around and only saw this Asian woman.
The contact person's code name was "Rose with Thorns", and Qin Muye felt that it could only be the person in front of him.
He took out his lighter, lit it, and gritted his teeth and uttered the embarrassing code: "Potato, potato. This is beef."
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