My Spy Years

A glance from the corner of his eye observed the entrance to the lane, people coming and going, nothing unusual.,By the time you stepped through the door, the carriage was teeming with people, packed so tightly it felt like being in a sardine can.,At the same time, he took up the telescope and glanced at it casually, biting on his cigar and speaking, "Chief, I'm just good at the heavy lifting. You want me to shoot this old man dead I can do that. But when it comes to thinking things through, I'm not the right person for the job."。