After Zheng Yun walked out of the coffee shop, she didn't stop and didn't look back. She didn't stop as if nothing had happened until she walked around a corner, took out the phone and dialed a number.
After a while, the phone was connected. Zheng Yun directly whispered, "that woman is in the coffee shop on the third floor of Guangmao department store." After saying this, she hung up and left directly.
In the coffee shop, Wan Chuer and Jiang Kechu are still talking.
Jiang Kechu said coldly, "even if you go to the special operations department, you won't get what you want. It's not a sieve. Anyone can check what they want. Even if you just come up with an idea, you'll be found."
"So give up the idea."
Wan Chuer looked at him and knew that what Jiang Kechu said was true. During this time, the more books she read and the more fur she knew, she knew how airtight the special operations office was.
That's why she became more tangled and hesitant.
If she doesn't go to the special operations department and relies on her own strength to investigate an event rated as the highest level of confidentiality, which was 20 years ago, it is almost impossible.
But if you go in, although you have a certain opportunity, the back of this opportunity is full of iron thorns. If you are not careful, you will be stabbed. If you do, she will have no chance.
Wan Chuer looked at Jiang Kechu with his eyes open. Jiang Kechu couldn't help but stop opening his head. He couldn't promise or tell Wan Chuer anything. He couldn't face her plea.
Wan chu'er didn't give up and asked angrily, "can't you really help me?"
"No." Jiang Kechu refused her without hesitation.
They looked at each other with firm eyes, and neither of them let the other step.
"Pa!"
A sudden noise broke the deadlock between the two people.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." a waiter nearby apologized. There was a cup of fallen coffee on the ground, and the coffee splashed everywhere.
The young waitress was at a loss. She just glanced at Wan Chuer's table and was frightened by the two people.
It's scary, it's ferocious, it's cold and cool.
It was as if the two would fight at the next moment, and then cause devastating damage.
Then her hand slipped and a cup of coffee fell to the ground.
Wan Chuer glanced at the busy waiter and asked again, "Jiang Kechu, even if it's to make me feel at ease, can't you help me?
Only this time, I beg you this time, and I will listen to you in the future. "
It hasn't been so difficult for a long time. Jiang Kechu was in a bad mood, but he still shook his head firmly.
He can't do anything about it. On the contrary, he wants to stop Wan Chuer's recklessness.
Although she had guessed Jiang Kechu's reaction, Wan Chuer was still angry when she really saw that he was so heartless. She didn't know what she was angry with. Jiang Kechu was still angry with herself.
Wan Chuer stood up at once, took his bag and left. He took two steps, then stopped and said to Jiang Kechu, who was just standing up:
"Don't follow me. I'm angry now. I want to be calm."
Jiang Kechu was helpless: "Chu son!"
"I want to think about how to go next." This sentence stopped Jiang Kechu's footsteps.
Out of the mall, Wan chu'er found a direction at will and walked aimlessly.
What should she do next?
Continue to the special operations department? Or give up this assessment, three days later is the assessment day.
Jiang Kechu knows her purpose. I'm afraid the old man knows it well. With the protection of these two people in advance, her chance of contacting top secret files after entering is even more slim. It's said that many files there are confidential records or paper records, which are not input into the computer.
In confusion and confusion, Wan Chuer unknowingly walked into a sparsely populated path with several cars parked on the road.
One second before she turned the corner, a car stopped across the road. Yan Hui hurried down from the car. He wanted to shout at her, but he didn't have time. He had to lock the car and wait for the green light before crossing the road to catch up.
Wan chu'er didn't know Yan Hui behind her. When she passed an ordinary van, she suddenly felt a gust of wind behind her head. The alarm bell in her heart immediately remembered that the whole person rolled forward to avoid the attack.
When I looked up, I saw a man in grey, with a fierce face, and the stick in his hand had not been taken back in time.
"Who are you?" Wan Chuer asked.
The man did not say a word, but continued to run to her. He looked at his skills, movements and muscles. This man was not an ordinary man. The idea flashed in Wan chu'er's brain and tightened his nerves to meet his attack.
In the lightning flint room, Wan Chuer grabbed the stick with one hand, and then kicked her right foot out in a tricky way and kicked it on the other party's thigh. She had no time to close her legs, and there was another rapid wind behind her.
"Bad!" Wan chu'er secretly shouted in her heart. It turned out that the person in front of her was deliberately kicked by her. The next second, the back of her head was hit heavily. She staggered forward for two steps, and her sight blurred in front of her. She still made a move, but she was powerless. The person in front grabbed her arm, and then a wet cloth covered her mouth and nose. When the exciting smell came, Wan Chuer couldn't hold on and completely lost consciousness. The two men who attacked Wan Chuer were silent. They each put up her arm and hurried to the van“ Stop it! Put down your people! " Yan Hui was very anxious. He saw that the door of the bread door was opened and Wan Chuer was about to be stuffed in. He threw it into the phone he had just dialed and ran quickly to grab Wan Chuer who was unconscious. The man in gray threw chu'er to his partner, and then took a step forward to block Yan Hui. Yan Hui's skill is very weak. It may be OK to deal with ordinary hooligans, but he can't take one move to deal with this professional killer level, so he was controlled. The man in gray grabbed Yan Hui's neck with one hand, took out a sharp dagger from his waist and wiped it directly on Yan Hui's neck. Yan Hui opened his eyes and struggled hard, but in vain. The man's arms were like iron claws and did not move the lines. The man's eyes were cold and had no emotion. He knew that the man was going to kill himself and did not hesitate to kill himself. Do you really want to explain like this today? Where's Wan Chuer? Can the phone just save Wan Chuer? Yan Hui regretted that when Li Shan trained hard, he felt useless. Instead, he chose to read those useless books. Therefore, in such a crisis, he could only be killed by one move. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.