"Handsome, there's no need to point a gun at us."
Twenty-four unidentified words in the third volume of Mensa's Chamber of Secrets
The man on the opposite side didn't answer, and you couldn't see any unnecessary expression on his face, he just stood in front of you motionless with his pocket in his pocket.
At this moment, the muscles of Ah Liang's whole body are collapsing tightly. If the other party makes any small movements, he can make them instantly with his subconscious.
Zhang Zichen reached out and patted Ah Liang's shoulder. After all, there was a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed by his side, and no one could feel it.
"Handsome guy, you work for our country. You have received special training in the army. You ride a bicycle to and from get off work. You are single and have no family. Your family has a... um... monkey?"
For Zhang Zichen's words, the man standing opposite was not interested at all, as if he just took those words as a way to confirm his identity.
"Well, you guys are going to come with me"
After saying that, the man took his hands out of his pockets, and the 92-style pistol disappeared from his right hand after shaking for only two seconds.
"We have four minutes"
The man raised his arm to check the time on the dial, and then pressed the button next to it. Within ten seconds, the sound of the helicopter breaking through the wind came from far and near again.
Ah Liang watched the threat in front of the two disappear, and his nervous nerves relaxed. He raised his eyes to look at Zhang Zichen, and asked for his opinion with his eyes.
"Handsome, we need to go back to SJZ immediately"
Zhang Zichen just looked at the man across from him, but surprisingly, he couldn't figure out what kind of emotion the other man was in. It was a completely expressionless, extremely indifferent face.
The man with an indifferent face didn't answer at all, and when the plane approached and the rope ladder came down from the crack above his head, he pulled it over and clamped it tightly in his hands.
"It's okay to go up"
Sand and rocks flew around the house again, but fortunately, this time he ran away for his life, no matter how big the sandstorm was, he could bear it. . . Zhang Zichen quietly put Nelson's mobile phone that had rolled into the corner into his pocket, and groped towards the rope ladder.
The man was still gripping the rope ladder firmly in the wind and sand. No matter how strong the wind and sand were blowing, he could still keep his eyes open to observe the two's every move.
After the two climbed up the rope ladder and looked away from the man, the man hung up to the end with the strength of the shaking, and instantly merged with the rope ladder. The obvious trace of the brim of the hat around it is hidden. . .
CIA Headquarters, Langley, California, USA.
"This matter needs an explanation, you find someone to take charge (English)"
The atmosphere was just right because of this sentence, but anyone could feel that there was a violent and restless heartbeat in this freezing.
"Yes, please rest assured (English)"
"Also, if something like this happens again next time, don't talk to me about expanding your authority, because it's all bullshit! (English)"
"Yes... (English)"
On the pure black metal office wall, a huge silver American eagle shines in the sunlight.
SJZ, Happy World, VIP room on the fourth floor
"Brother, it seems that we should take action."
Ding Minyi, who was dazed in the private room, was interrupted by Wu Tian who suddenly pushed the door in, his brows frowned imperceptibly, but then changed to that expressionless face.
"The instructions from above came down?"
"Yes"
"What did the instructions say..."
"Haha, soon, soon you will know"
After saying these two words, the sneer hanging on the corner of Wu Tian's mouth could no longer be concealed, and spread presumptuously across his face, finally. . . Finally waited until today, SJZ. . . Get ready to accept this little gift.
The vision was suddenly distorted by the light, and a sudden trance struck. . . Ding Minyi really knew the expression of the cold man opposite him all too well. . . Looks like something big is about to happen again. . . Can. . . The self who is riding a tiger is hard to get off, whether the original choice is right or not. . .
SJZ, Municipal Public Security Bureau, Criminal Investigation Office.
During the period between the year and year, the temperature in the Municipal Public Security Bureau dropped sharply, and the original bustling atmosphere was replaced by a gloomy scene.
There are no more cases, and no more investigation letters are received. Even if the police force is dispatched, there are almost pitifully few. The Municipal Public Security Bureau suddenly has the illusion of a department.
"Team Lou, I'll go down for another turn"
Cheng Ze was really uncomfortable. After the festival, he spent every day in the office, shaking left and right. Not only did he not lose any flesh, but he gained a lot of weight. . .
"Well... let's go"
Lou Yang still had that relaxed appearance, but there were a few unnoticeable white hairs on his temples.
On the helicopter, Zhang Zichen and Ah Liang didn't say a word, because all this seemed like a dream, illusory and unreal to the extreme. What happened in the past, all the twigs in what happened, I no longer want to think about what I will face in the future, and I am at a loss for what to do, maybe the fate is unfair, and the burden thrown down is extraordinarily heavy. This young man is too unimaginable, but what is hidden behind this seemingly unfair but extremely fair and reasonable, maybe only God knows.
Zhang Zichen squinted his red phoenix eyes and looked at the rolling sea. He was in a trance for a moment or two, and he even wanted to jump off and completely abandon this sticky vortex and incomprehensible fog. . .