Letter(Chapter 3) ——my maiden work based on the Cold War.(2)

“The same, captain.” Mr. Iwan replied and pushed his wearing glasses.
“You want some fresh news?” Shawn smiled craftily and sipped the cocktail.
“Everyone guest who comes here has many stories, my demand for “interest” is not as strong as I was before.” Mr. Iwan replied without emotion.
“Hahahaha!” tears almost escaped from Shawn’s eyes, “then how about a spy in your bar?” the disgusting laughter stopped.
Mr. Iwan’s hands froze and he looked up, to carefully stare at this young military officer. Black and grey clothes, nice-looking cap, and an elegant but unreasonable face motivated by direct emotions.

“You see, my story is always the best.” Shawn sipped his drink again “You know what, the guy works on the port, ‘Sartre the Great’ is…” Shawn fixed his eyes on Mr. Iwan at the same time.
“is a spy.” Shawn said emotionlessly.
After an awkward silence, Mr. Iwan spoke first, “I know little about him except he works on the port” said Mr. Iwan, “I’m not like you captain.”
“Absolutely wrong, Mr. Iwan” replied Shawn, “Tell me what he did the last time he came.” Shawn leaned his body forward “I know we are the same, aren’t you, Mr. Iwan?”