Jonathan found himself trapped in a strange circle.

He determined that Moroso was hiding on Nadel Street.

The problem is that Nadel Street is so big and there is only one person there.

In the short term, unless he is very lucky, it will be difficult for him to find Moroso.

So far, there are no clues at all.

He went to many restaurants on Nadel Street, hoping to have good luck in Manila Port again.

Unfortunately, he left disappointed every time.

It seems that Moroso has obviously become smarter after nearly being caught.

He hid himself deeply.

In this way, your task becomes more and more difficult.

He took out the cigarette box and there was still the last cigarette left in it.

He lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, squeezed the cigarette case with force in his hand, and threw it aside.

There was a grocery store not far away, and Jonathan walked in.

He asked for a pack of Camel cigarettes.

Camel cigarettes in Manila are sold by the US military.

This kind of tobacco has high-quality cut tobacco and a mellow taste, and is very popular with the US military.

The owner of the grocery store was obviously a little clumsy. He took the note from Jonathan and calculated for a long time before he figured out how much change he needed to give him.

"Mo Gan, give me a box of 'Coconut Tree'."

At this time, a man who looked like an old customer came in.

"Coconut" brand cigarettes is a cigarette brand established when Americans colonized the Philippines.

Compared with "Camel", this kind of cigarette is not on the same level at all.

"Coconut tree"?

Moroso's codename was also "Coconut".

Although he knew that this was nothing more than a coincidence, his professional sensitivity still made Jonathan open the "Camel" cigarette he just bought in the store and light up another one.

"Lu Ke, you haven't been here for a long time." The boss Mo Gan took out a cigarette.

"Yes, a store like yours has opened on Swick Street. Now it is much more convenient for us to buy things."

"Oh, really, in such an impersonal place, would anyone open an industry like this to serve others?"

"As long as you make money."

Lu Ke was obviously a long-time smoker. He couldn't wait to take out one when he got it, and said to Jonathan who had just finished lighting the cigarette: "Can I borrow a fire? Lao Mogan is for a miser, he doesn't even know how to hold a match."

Let me use it for free."

Jonathan smiled and handed the lighter to the other party.

He didn't want to leave right away. With no clues or clues, maybe a few words would help him.

Lu Ke took two beautiful puffs: "I heard that the grocery store owner was originally a widow, but suddenly there was a man in the family."

As he spoke, he smiled obscenely: "I don't know if this man existed after his husband died, or after his husband was alive and died."

Mo Gan showed a malicious smile.

man?

Jonathan's vigilance suddenly rose.

He pretended to look at the things in the store, as if he wanted to buy something back, but his ears were worried that he might have missed a word!

"Isn't that man very good-looking?" Mo Gan asked unconvinced, perhaps because he was about to reduce his business.

"I don't know, few people see that man." Lu Ke said: "The widow is doing the grocery store, and the man never shows up. However, I heard that something was done to his face a few days ago.

He was scratched, very seriously, and it was Madame Jeanne, ah, the old widow who always comes to you to buy things, who sent him to the hospital."

Old widow?

Face scratched?

Why does the picture look so familiar?

Jonathan immediately went through it in his mind.

I remembered!

As a top agent, you must firmly remember every scene you have ever seen.

Just the day before yesterday, in the hospital!

There once was a man whose face was bandaged with gauze, nestled against an old woman.

Passed by in a flash.

Jonathan had no suspicion at all.

"Okay, Mo Gan, I have something else to do." Lu Ke finished smoking and threw the butt of the cigarette on the ground: "See you next time."

"See you next time." Mo Gan sighed: "Why isn't there a beautiful widow who can take a fancy to me?"

Jonathan also left the store.

Well, a widow, a strange man.

Women are in charge of running the shops, and men stay at home.

In this way, it fully meets the conditions of a latent agent.

If it were him, he would do the same thing when he was on the run.

Facial injury?

The early stages of an escape are often the most dangerous.

Did you cut yourself on purpose?

In this way, with his face wrapped, no one can tell his true face.

If all his guesses are true, Moroso is really a very cunning and powerful opponent!

I once faced him face to face in the hospital, but in the end, I didn't even see through him!

Swick Street!

Okay, next step is to go visit this grocery store!

…

A perfect disguise.

Moroso is obviously very satisfied with his current situation.

The grocery store has opened successfully.

Outside, there was Illya taking care of me.

You just need to hide behind it.

The only more dangerous thing is that you need to get a batch of goods every few days.

He has applied to install a telephone.

If the phone is installed, the last bit of danger will be removed.

If you need any goods, just make a phone call and ask them to deliver them to you.

Illya is very kind to herself and obeys her own words.

The two children are also very obedient and sensible.

He even discussed with Illya that when schools in Manila reopened, it would be time to send his two children to school.

Mrs. Jeanne would also come to see her often.

They get along as if they are a family.

An ordinary, yet reassuring life.

At this moment, something bothered Moroso.

Illya is pregnant.

Yes, just a few days ago, Illya suffered from nausea and vomiting and loss of appetite.

As a mother of two children, Ilya soon learned that she was pregnant.

Upon inspection, it turned out to be true.

Illya was very happy.
To be continued...