Wang Lan had a pleasant dream, but Wang Qianfeng and his brothers in the Intelligence Department couldn't sleep at all.
Upon returning to the Tianjian Bureau headquarters, Wang Qianfeng immediately notified the intelligence analysts, the cryptographers, and the head of the Communications Department to rush back to the Tianjian Bureau to work overtime.
After finishing this round of calls, Wang Qianfeng finally had a chance to catch his breath and take a sip of water.
Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already two o'clock in the morning. After some hesitation, Wang Qianfeng still picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"Hello!" A clear and authoritative voice answered the phone.
"Director, you haven't slept yet?"
"Haven't slept? Don't you see what time it is? What's the matter?"
"There's a situation that I think is necessary to report to you. We may have... identified the entire spy group, including Chang Yu, totaling thirteen people."
