During this process, Fu Huaxin was always hanging. He was worried that the staff at Los Angeles Airport would detain him and Ma Yong, and that would cause trouble.
It may be that Fu Hua and Ma Yong acted too swiftly. The CIA had not had time to discover that Chu Gechen and Zhou Anqiang were missing. They boarded the plane and encountered no trouble. Thirteen hours later, the plane landed safely at Beijing Capital Airport. At this time, Fu Hua's heart fell from mid-air to the real place.
Fu Hua smiled and stretched out his hand to Ma Yong beside him, and said, "Little Ma, thank you. Without your help, my business will not go so smoothly this time."
Ma Yong smiled and shook hands with Fu Hua and said: "Mr. Fu, I should be the one who thanked you. On the one hand, because of your participation, we successfully solved the case of Qi Longbao betraying the country; on the other hand, I I successfully completed this matter and ended the undercover task. I can return to the special department to work, and I no longer have to live the life of infernal split personality."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Then we are even even, eh, how long have you been doing this work?"
Ma Yong smiled and said, "It's been more than four years."
Fu Hua said: "Then will we have a chance to meet in the future?"
Ma Yong smiled and said, "It should be there. Minister An said that I will be arranged to work in Beijing."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Then if you have time to find me out for a drink, you know how to find me."
Ma Yong nodded, smiled and said, "I will. You are the big boss. You will ask me to drink the best wine then."
Fu Hua smiled and said: "The big boss can't say it, but you can still drink the best wine. That's it."
The two broke up at the Capital Airport. Fu Hua didn't notify anyone in advance that he was coming back to Beijing today, so no one picked him up. He took a taxi and returned to the home of Shenghuang Yashe. His trip to the United States this time was really good. It was very thrilling. If he hadn't been lucky enough to notice Zhou Anqiang's problem, he might have been buried alive in Los Angeles.
At the moment when he returned home, Fu Hua really felt like he had survived the disaster. His mind settled down, his tense nerves relaxed, and he felt extremely sleepy at this time. Think about it, he was woken up late at night in Los Angeles, and then he has been responding to Chu Gechen and Zhou Anqiang with a high level of mental stress.
After dealing with Zhou Anqiang and Chu Gechen's affairs, he immediately returned to Beijing. On the plane, his nerves were also highly strained, and he could not rest at all. Coupled with the jet lag, Fu Hua's brain has become a mess at this moment, and he can't turn around. Therefore, when he lay down on the bed in the bedroom, he fell asleep.
Mi Mi Xing Xing didn't know how long he slept. When he woke up, Fu Hua looked at his watch. It was already seven o'clock in the morning the next day. He took out his mobile phone and found that it was turned off. Only then did he remember that he turned off the mobile phone while flying from Los Angeles, and then forgot to turn it on.
Fu Hua turned on the phone, and then there was a beeping reminder. The phone received a few reminder text messages. Fu Hua opened the text messages and read them. The text messages reminded him of how many messages he had during the time he turned it off. Call him. Looking at the numbers displayed, they are actually the numbers of Leng Ziqiao's aunt Ning Hui.
Fu Hua felt a little strange. He didn't have much intersection with Ning Hui, that is, they met at the Westinghouse Hotel, chatted for a while, and had a drink together. He also told Ning Hui when it was time to leave New York. , How could Ning Hui still call him several phone calls
Calculating the time in the United States, this time happened to be the evening in the United States, and it would be appropriate to make a call. Fu Hua called Ning Hui. After the call was connected, Ning Hui said with some worry, "Mr. Fu, where are you now? Why have the phone been unreachable for so long? Nothing happened to you, right?"
Ning Hui’s series of questions made Fu Hua a little confused. Although he experienced considerable danger in Los Angeles this time, he did not tell Ning Hui and Leng Ziqiao the real purpose of going to Los Angeles. In a phrase, Ning Hui has no reason to worry about him so much. Could it be said that Ning Hui really meant anything to him
Fu Hua smiled and said, "I have already returned to China, and my mobile phone was turned off when I was on the plane, and then it has not been turned on. Do you have anything to do with me?"
"So you have already returned to China," Ning Hui smiled and said, "I thought you were in Los Angeles. There is nothing particularly important for me to call you. I just want to ask you that I also have some friends in Los Angeles. What do you need me to help you do in Los Angeles?"
Fu Hua didn't believe the reason Ning Hui had said, because he could clearly hear it. After Ning Hui heard that he had returned to China, she would feel relieved to speak again.
Ning Hui actually used to help as an excuse. They were just friends who had met once, so they shouldn't care about him so much.
Suddenly, Fu Hua had a strange thought in his mind that the person who broke into his Westinghouse hotel room in New York might have something to do with Ning Hui, because after much deliberation, the people he met in New York besides Tan Hong was this Ning Hui. Now, and Ning Hui has such a strange performance now, it is hard not to make people suspect that this matter has something to do with her.
Fu Hua wanted to test Ning Hui. He smiled and said, “I’m bothering you. My business in Los Angeles went smoothly and it’s finished. However, something very strange happened to me in New York. Someone broke into my room without stealing anything. I don’t know what this person means."
Ning Hui obviously hesitated for a while, then smiled and said, "There is such a thing, it's a bit strange."
Ning Hui hesitated for a while, and Fu Hua felt that this matter was related to her more and more. He smiled and said, "Don't you know this matter? I thought it was someone who was related to you. When I met you, I broke into my room and wanted to check my details?"
Ning Hui smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, this idea of you is a bit strange. Why would you connect this matter to me? It seems that I don't have such a friend."
I could hear Ning Hui’s smile a little stiff. Fu Hua was basically convinced that this matter was really related to Ning Hui, but why did the person related to Ning Hui steal into his room? What are you looking for? Or just to check his details
For a while, Fu Hua didn't know the truth of the matter, but he was not willing to participate too much in Ning Hui's affairs, especially when Ning Hui was still unwilling to tell the truth of the matter. He and Ning Hui and Leng Ziqiao do not have a particularly deep relationship. This incident happened in the United States. The person who entered his room shouldn't chase after China, right
Fu Hua smiled and said: "That was my misunderstanding. I thought it was a trick made by one of your admirers because they were jealous. If it is not, it would be best."
Ning Hui smiled and said, "Of course not, I don't have such an admirer. Eh, Mr. Fu, you still owe me a thank you."
Fu Hua asked strangely: "I still owe you a thank you, why?"
Ning Hui smiled and said, "Why don't you know? Stop pretending, I don't believe that Zi Qiao didn't tell you what I praised you in front of my sister."
Fu Hua laughed and said, "It turned out to be so, but I don't think I need to thank you for this, because while you are complimenting me, you also remind Zi Qiao that I am too shrewd and let her be careful. I lied to it."
Ning Hui smiled and said, "This son, Qiao, how can I tell you everything? But Mr. Fu, do you mind if I say that, do you really want something like liar Qiao?"
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Then you, an aunt, don't know your niece too much. Your niece is strange and strange, but someone like me can't be fooled."
Ning Hui smiled and said, "That's true. Okay, Mr. Fu, I'm going out to eat. Are we going to talk about it here?"
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Okay, goodbye."
Ning Hui smiled and said, "Goodbye, eh, Mr. Fu, Zi Qiao is a good girl, should you take good care of her?"
At this time, Fu Hua couldn't deny that he and Leng Ziqiao were fake phoenixes, so he smiled and said, "Okay."
Fu Hua ended the call with Ning Hui. I just wanted to put the phone down, but the phone rang again. Fu Hua looked at the number and hesitated and got connected. The other party smiled and said, "Hey, Mr. Fu, this is Ma Yong."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Eh, Xiao Ma, is this your new phone number?"
Ma Yong smiled and said, "Yes, you can call me this phone in the future."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Okay, I will save this number. Eh, are you calling me to find something?"
Ma Yong said: "Yes, the things we got in Los Angeles have already been sent. Secretary Ann was very happy to see it. Let me tell you that he wants to see you tomorrow morning. Can you come here?"
Fu Hua smiled and said: "The leader wants to see me, and he must pass if he can't go."
Ma Yong said, "Well, I'll be waiting for you tomorrow."
The next morning, Fu Hua went to Minister Ann’s, and Ma Yong was also waiting for him in Minister Ann’s office. When they met, Minister Ann smiled and said, "Comrade Fu Hua, you did a beautiful job this time. Ah, easily got the information we wanted."
Fu Hua smiled and said: "This is to thank Xiao Ma for his excellent intelligence work. It was not that he found out the collusion between Chu Gechen and Zhou Anqiang in time. I may have been buried in Los Angeles at this moment."