"Song Chenghe's case was finally settled by you, Xiao Cheng."
Liu Cheng's words brought Cheng Ze back to reality, and some inexplicable thoughts suddenly turned Cheng Ze into Monk Zhanger, Song Chenghe's case? Could it be related to this military parade mission
"Ah... yes, Director Liu..."
The piercing sound of the flint was particularly ear-piercing in the quiet conference room. Liu Cheng slowly lit a cigarette, and then motioned for Cheng Ze to sit back at the conference table. The meeting room was almost filled with the smell of tobacco.
"This case is like a thorn in the flesh. Although the case is closed, there are too many idealized things in it."
The words mixed with the smell of tobacco slowly spread into Cheng Ze's ears, just like before, making people listen a little obscure.
"The mission of BJ this time is an excellent time, I need your help to pull out this thorn"
There was an attitude of no rejection between Liu Cheng's words, although Cheng Ze couldn't connect the two things together at all.
"But the connection..."
"That's right, I'm not sure about the connection, but my intuition tells me that the Central Committee's assignment this time will not be so simple."
"Then what do you mean...?"
Looking at Liu Cheng's original broad and thick shoulders, Cheng Ze frowned tightly.
"So I need your help"
At the same time, on the inside of the wall next to the door outside the meeting room, a black figure stood in the dead corner of the surveillance camera on the top. Although it is somewhat difficult to eavesdrop on the conversation in the conference room from this position, it is undoubtedly the best place. As long as it is half a foot away from the outside, it will be exposed to the monitoring line of sight.
"..."
It wasn't until the conversation between the two people in the room came to an end that Hei Ying turned around, still perfectly avoiding all the surveillance cameras, and slipped completely through the interlaced blind spots like a stroll in a courtyard.
Chapter 140. Chapter 21
There is no special scenery or special people in the early morning of sJz, and of course it is not comparable to Los Angeles.
On the road outside the broken door, a erratic figure seemed to come to the door in the blink of an eye, and he didn't see anything in his hand. In short, just as his right hand touched the old doorknob, the door opened slowly. opened.
"What's the situation?"
"Although I haven't actually verified your inference, my intuition tells me that it's pretty close."
Throwing the hat aside casually, what was reflected by the dim light in the room was Ah Liang's very charming but somewhat unreal face.
"oh?"
The corners of those red phoenix eyes twitched, Zhang Zichen still turned sideways to let Ah Liang into the broken den, and then closed the door tightly.
"But something new..."
A Liang's words immediately interrupted Zhang Zichen's self-centered contemplation. Although he couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations in A Liang's words, no matter from his demeanor or tone, Zhang Zichen was told of the long-standing tacit understanding between the two. . . There must be a big problem.
"..."
"You... what did you say?!"
Even though Zhang Zichen had made enough mental preparations, he was still in a cold sweat from what A Liang said just now.
"That's right..."
There was a sudden silence in the broken nest. . . The silence is a little scary.
"Looks like we need to go to BJ's too"
After being silent for a long time, as if he had been thinking for a long time, Zhang Zichen opened his mouth slowly, and then his pair of radiant red phoenix eyes met Ah Liang who was sitting there.
"With your current status, I'm afraid you will be restricted from the market."
"Isn't there you here?"
"Stay in the past?"
"Of course, it just so happens that I still have a voting certificate."
Snapped!
The dark room is suddenly surrounded by soft lights, and the magical spots can clear away all the fear and filth hidden in the darkness.
The person standing at the door carefully looked at every corner of the living room. At this time, every detail in the room was infinitely magnified in his eyes.
After a full five minutes, this person slowly bent down and changed into the slippers at the door, and slowly turned his gaze to the bedroom inside, of course the small square table in the bedroom.
There is still only a tray on it, with a kettle and a few water cups on it. Besides, the details of every corner of the bedroom also show the appearance of this person when he left.
As if enjoying the rare tranquility and beauty in the early morning, the figure was not in a hurry to touch the corners of the square table, but stood aside for another five minutes.
"..."
Finally, the figure couldn't hold back the throbbing in his heart, and he finally put his hand on the wooden board on the side of the square table, and after groping for a while, he only slightly exerted force.
click. . .