My Spy Years

As a train ticket collector, I had a good vantage point and developed hawk-like vision. I could see and remember every man, woman, and child who boarded the train.,Lao Liao wore an old, thin cotton coat. He wasn't squeezed in the crowd but stood at the edge of it, holding a bottle of yellow wine in his hand.,"Team leader, I'm going downstairs to buy some cigarettes," Ding Naifei said. He had several cigarette butts at his feet and was out of smokes; his nicotine cravings were kicking in.。