It was just that Bo Jingxing's uncle found him, and he couldn't think of anyone else except Qiao Nian who had the ability to find Hawkeye.
Of course he could also take action, but if he did, it would easily alert the enemy.
Among the Ninth Institute, Luo Qing and others do not have this ability... All in all, only Qiao Nian can help.
Qiao Nian hummed, and didn't say much after listening. He just said irritably: "Tomorrow at ten o'clock, right? I understand."
*
The next day.
Ten o'clock in the morning.
Qiao Nian got up early in the morning, drew the design for Yuan Yongqin, took a photo of it and sent it to Yuan Yongqin's email.
Then she took a shower, changed clothes, and drove with Ye Wangchuan to a private room in a coffee shop located in the city, which was quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle.
Someone had already arrived in the box.
Bo Zheng drank the boiled water in the cup in a disjointed manner.
He is not used to refreshing drinks like coffee. He only drinks plain water all year round. Only very occasionally during festivals will he drink a little wine and tea. Most of the time, even in a place like a coffee shop, he only wants a glass of plain water.
He made an appointment with Ye Wangchuan to meet at ten o'clock.
But he came early, arrived at the agreed location an hour in advance, and waited there ever since.
He was accompanied by a deputy captain, who was younger than him and had a youthful look with a youthful air.
Obviously, he has some character flaws that are typical of young people, and he's not that patient!
The deputy captain looked at his watch almost every few minutes, and his wheat-colored face was filled with anxiety. Finally, he could no longer suppress his anxiety and asked impatiently, "Captain Bo, has the person you are waiting for not arrived yet?"
Bo Zheng was calmer and more generous than him. He put down the water slowly and said, "I made an appointment with him at 10 o'clock. Isn't it time yet?"
"I know, but this matter is urgent. I'm afraid Hawkeye will escape if we delay any longer." His voice was filled with impatience and it was obvious that he was enduring.
Bo Zheng asked him nonchalantly, "What's the use of being anxious? Will Hawkeye escape if you're anxious? As long as we can't find out his exact location, there's no point in being anxious. We can't catch him!"
This is the truth, and his deputy captain also understands it, but he can't help but feel anxious and angry. He wishes he knew computers so that he could find the location of the criminal with just a few taps on the keyboard and take people to catch him immediately!
After all, Hawkeye is too vicious, and not catching him will not be enough to appease the public anger!
The deputy captain was angry but he knew his boss was right, so he had to suppress his anger temporarily and wait for the other party to bring the experts.
As soon as ten o'clock arrived, a black Hongqi car stopped on the road outside.
Bo Zheng saw the car stop through the glass window of the private room and said in a low voice, "He's here."
"Is it here?" Deputy Captain Luo's eyes lit up. He immediately stood up, stretched his neck to look outside, and immediately saw the parked car.
Then he saw two people getting out of the car, one of them was a young man he didn't recognize.
The other one was even more ridiculous—it was a girl, wearing a gray letter-patterned sweatshirt on the upper body and jeans on the lower body. The jeans were slightly cinched at the waist, fitting tightly to the waist, and showing off the figure. The girl stood sideways to him, and her legs were straight and long under the jeans.
That's not the point.
The key point is that even at such a distance, Deputy Captain Luo could be sure that the other party was extremely young.
(End of this chapter)