In June, the temperature in the capital had reached around 31. People on the hot streets were wishing they could pass by less and less. Girls revealed their tender white arms and legs while young men wore baggy pants. All of them looked very relaxed.

Qi Jin was still dressed in a grey suit and a snow-white shirt. He had a meticulously dressed necktie, and looked like a white-collar worker in a big business.

He gave the impression that he was very strict and that he was very honest.

Actually, in front of Wu Yaner, Qi Jin did not speak a few words of truth, nor did he have the ability to speak the truth.

Wu Yaner tilted his head and looked at him for a long time before finally saying: "What? Does the underworld start learning to be a white-collar worker? "How can you be so refined as to commit murder and start a fire?"

This image was a habit that Qi Jin had developed recently after receiving training on the image of a noble. In the past, he didn't have much of an image, he would wear whatever his wives bought him.

"Look at what you're saying, I don't want to do anything like murder or arson."

As Qi Jin spoke, he relaxed the frame he was holding and quickly loosened his tie. The white shirt's buttons opened up two, revealing his bulging muscles.

He was also a hoodlum who had just met.

"I actually like your serious look. The image you have now is your true appearance, right?"

Wu Yaner sighed, no matter how rich Qi Jin was, he was just a hoodlum. In the future, they would lack a common language, and they wouldn't have the same ideal foundation.

"What kind of me do you like? I'm actually just like that. I've never changed."

Qi Jin said with determination.

"Hmph, I like it when you become a police officer. Can you even become a police officer?"

"Maybe one day in the future, as long as I don't die."

Qi Jin thought about his identity as a spy. As long as he did not die, there would be a day when he could be reinstated.

"You're going to pay for a police job?"

Wu Yaner curled her lips and said: "I guess you don't really want to be a police officer, right?"

"Being a cop is also not bad."

Qi Jin picked up the menu and said: "Feel free to order whatever you want to eat, just treat it as a banquet for you to take part in your work."

Wu Yaner stared at him and said: "You just came back from abroad and you want to leave?"

"I'm busy saving the world."

Qi Jin sighed.

"You're busy saving girls, aren't you?"

Wu Yaner mocked.

"You know me best."

The two of them exchanged sentences. Their words were not very harmonious, but they both had a strange feeling in their hearts. It was as if they had returned to five years ago. Neither of them had changed.

He quickly found a sense of familiarity.

During the meal, Wu Yaner noticed that there was no sound coming from the tableware in Qi Jin's hands. She carefully observed it for a while, then said with a strange expression in her eyes: "Qi Jin, you've been trained by the nobles?"

"Yo!" You can even see that? "

Qi Jin was very surprised. If not for his astounding observation skills, he wouldn't have noticed that Qi Jin was using noble etiquette.

This was because ordinary people were careless and didn't care about the etiquette of nobility.

"The only one who can change you is probably a woman. Do you know some noble's wife?"

As a police officer, the logic in Wu Yaner's mind was extremely strong.

He could guess seventy to eighty percent of it.

"What noble wife? I'm chasing after a Lache princess."

Qi Jin frankly admitted.

"Che, does the princess of Rashi know you very well? Give me her phone number, and I'll expose the beautiful image of you as a hooligan. "

Qi Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "You don't understand La Xi language, so you can't communicate with her."

"I don't speak Rache, nor do I speak English? Can't a princess speak English? "

Wu Yaner snatched his phone over.

Qi Jin grumbled inwardly.

Why mention Hai Di?

Wu Yaner was different from other women, she had received the most traditional education in China.

Wu Yaner flipped through Qi Jin's phone and immediately found Nan Qian's name. This name looked like it belonged to a noble.

As a result, he called him. Nan Qian was sleeping, when she opened her eyes, she saw that it was Qi Jin calling, and immediately pressed the green button.

As Nan Qian who had a special mission on him, she was constantly on guard. As Qi Jin was the one who took the initiative to call her, Nan Qian did not speak, but kept her phone close to her ear and listened quietly.

Wu Yaner also did not say anything. The main reason was that Wu Yaner did not know what to say, she was not Qi Jin's girlfriend, meddling in her relationship was already a mistake.

As Nan Qian listened, she suddenly felt that something was not right. If it was Qi Jin calling, she would definitely say something.

She hadn't interacted with Qi Jin for a long time, but she understood Qi Jin's habits very well.

Since they had met, Qi Jin had only called once.

Just as the phone was turned on, a clear gunshot suddenly rang out from the other end of the line.

This voice startled Wu Yaner and Qi Jin.

Qi Jin moved even faster and snatched the phone away from his. He thought that something had happened to Hai Di, but when he looked at the phone number, he knew that something had happened to Nan Qian.

Nan Qian's identity was very special; as long as something happened, it would definitely be a big matter.

The phone was hung up.

Qi Jin hurriedly called back, his voice hinting that Nan Qian's phone was already turned off.

Qi Jin immediately called Zhang Jiyue, there was only one sentence: "Something happened to Nan Qian."

Receiving this phone call, Zhang Jiyue was confused, because Zhang Jiyue and Nan Qian did not know each other, they belonged to two different departments.

After a minute, Zhang Jiyue remembered that Qi Jin was helping to handle a case in the secret service in the Wenger.

Zhang Jiyue immediately called the secret department and told them his identity first before telling Nan Qian about the news.

The person on the other end of the line was extremely calm and replied, "I understand."

The other party's attitude was extremely cold. Zhang Jiyue silently cursed in his stomach, "I'm really worried over the radish."

Two minutes later, Zhang Jiyue's phone rang, and an anxious voice sounded: "What's going on? What happened to Nan Qian? "

"Aren't you in no hurry?"

Zhang Jiyue was puzzled, the person who answered the phone just now seemed to be unmoved by Nan Qian's mishap.

"None of us know each other. He doesn't know who Nan Qian is."

The person on the other end of the line explained.

Zhang Jiyue then gave his Qi Jin's number so that he could call Qi Jin directly.

Qi Jin told the person who called him about what had happened. He explained that he was talking to Nan Qian, and did not expect to hear gunshots.

However, that person was not easy to fool, and continued to ask: It's already late in the night at Wenger, what are you and Nan Qian talking about?

The people from the secret department had already found out that Qi Jin was in China through the phone. There must be something urgent for him to travel internationally at this time, right?

was unable to answer this question. He could not possibly say that he was playing around with Wu Yaner and called him, right?

He vaguely said, "Nothing, Nan Qian and I are dating."

From Qi Jin's perspective, a man and a woman were both very young, in the period of feeling and energy.

Furthermore, he had slept with Nan Qian before, and said that it would be easier to convince people if he pursued her.

A different department would have a different style of doing things.

The undercover policeman Qi Jin said what he took to be natural, and when it entered the other party's ears, it immediately changed the tone.

The man then asked: "Are you the one chasing after Nan Qian or her?"

In terms of questioning, that meant that it involved privacy.

Qi Jin was extremely disgusted in his heart, so he replied unhappily: "Of course it's Nan Qian who is chasing after me, could it be that I'm the one who is chasing after her?"

That person immediately sneered, "Very good, immediately report this to your leader, young man who doesn't know the seriousness of the situation."

At this point, he hung up.

Wu Yaner could not hear any secrets, and she was worried about Nan Qian's safety. She asked: "A Jin, is your girlfriend in danger?"

Nan Qian could not be considered Qi Jin's girlfriend at all, at most, they could be considered sexual partners. Nan Qian's current mission required Qi Jin's cooperation.

It was just cooperation, Qi Jin did not understand the style and details of the secret service.

"Is she in any danger from me?"

After being asked about it, Qi Jin was very unhappy and replied unhappily.

Wu Yaner realized that something was wrong. In her heart, although Qi Jin was lustful, she was a man with loyalty.

This was also the main reason why Wu Yaner still had a good impression of Qi Jin.

If a man was cold-blooded and emotionless towards his girlfriend, he didn't deserve to be a man.

Seeing that Wu Yaner's face had changed, Qi Jin realised that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately tried to salvage the situation: "Nan Qian is not my girlfriend, she is a completely unrelated person."

"For unrelated people, would you call people and tell them that Nan Qian is in danger?"

Wu Yaner was familiar with gunshots, and knew what it meant to shoot.

There was always a time when he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

Scratching his head, Qi Jin was at a loss for words, many things could not be said.

This was a coincidence, and a coincidence that Wu Yaner called Nan Qian, and it must mean that Wu Yaner had a deeper misunderstanding about Qi Jin.

The two of them fought to the end, and before they left, Wu Yaner said with disdain: "Qi Jin, you can be more perverted, and don't let me look down on you. This is my bottom line."

Qi Jin who was standing in the private room grumbling almost flipped the table over.

He had completely forgotten to give Zhang Jiyue a call, even Qi Jin did not take the stranger's warning seriously.

Even if Nan Qian was in danger, as long as Hua Xia travelled with the Wenger, it would be useless for them to fly over.

Qi Jin did not look for Zhang Jiyue, but Zhang Jiyue quickly called him: "Where are you?"

"Eating."

Qi Jin who was not in a good mood said in a good mood.

"Get the hell over to my office."

Zhang Jiyue was furious.

"What?"

Qi Jin then remembered the last sentence of the unfamiliar phone call, in his heart he vaguely felt that something was amiss.

"Come here and we'll talk."

Zhang Jiyue immediately hung up the phone, not giving Qi Jin the chance to speak.

Qi Jin did not know that just now, Zhang Jiyue had been criticized by the Leader. Zhang Jiyue was confused, he needed an explanation from Qi Jin.