The Rise of the Peninsula

Chapter 39 Memoirs and Roh Moo-hyun's "2"

A policeman said: "Asian people don't show emotions, they think it's more serious, unlike us who have too many body expressions or language movements, etc. Who can guarantee that the killers in South Korea will do it?" What about that expression?"

Park Sang-won stood up and retorted: "You should be talking about explicit habits, just like in Western culture, people are used to looking at other people's eyes when they talk to each other, but in Korea this behavior is rude, so people don't do that." Do."

"I'm a Korean. These expressions are internal expressions. They are revealed unconsciously. You can't control them at all. It has nothing to do with a person's nationality."

Paul, Dr. Aikman heard this, after tidying up his messy hair, he pointed at the crowd.

"If you see this expression on anyone's face, if you turn a blind eye to it, the consequences will be serious."

At the end of the meeting, Pu Shangyuan was walking side by side with Paul and Dr. Aikman. He opened the door and waited for Paul and Dr. Aikman to come out before closing the door and following behind the professor.

Park Sang-won had a solemn expression.

The two entered the fire exit and stopped.

Dr. Paul Aikman, who was over sixty years old, turned his back to his students, looked out the window with a serious face, pursed his mouth and said nothing.

"Professor, I don't understand. What you said just now is completely different from what you taught me. It's like talking nonsense with the lips of the donkey and the mouth of the horse."

In fact, what Dr. Paul Aikman said in the fbi is not a real micro-expression at all, it seems to be completely nonsense, and it seems to be intentional.

It seems that they want Roh Moo-hyun to be assassinated, and it is completely wrong to tell those Washington elite policemen about the recognition of micro-expressions.

He didn't understand why the always dignified professor changed his appearance at this moment.

The old professor turned around, looked at his proud disciple with an angry face, and said in a deep voice: "This kind of thing is settled like this. When you arrive at the wedding scene, stay with me and don't stare at the expressions of those people."

Park Sang-won didn't understand, "So I understand, it's because Roh Moo-hyun blocked the beautiful country, so we have to get rid of him when he comes to this country?"

"This is what you said that the national interest is above all else? We are not depriving others of their lives by doing this. They are also thinking about their own country."

The old professor frowned, why didn't he know how impulsive these young people who had just entered society were?
They are not stupid, they just have passion in the face of injustice.

If he left it alone, he could almost imagine that his favorite student would run into walls everywhere until his head was bleeding.

Paul, Dr. Aikman has an unclear expression.

"Don't think about others, but live for yourself. This is an order from the White House. I can't refuse it. Can you stop it?"

The old professor looked at his students, his frowning brows slowly relaxed, and he said with the vicissitudes of time in his tone: "I know you think it's unfair, I used to think that I will teach you everything I can teach you. Now, let me teach you the last lesson... society itself is an unfair place."

"Someone who stands in the way of the country's progress will die."

The angry young man fell silent, and the scowl on his face was slowly restrained.

"That is to say, we have gathered all the elite police officers in Washington, the father of your micro-expression, and me, your best student, all gathered together in order to put on a stage play for the President of South Korea ?"

"It says he must die."

"But he is the president of our country!"

"Is the president more important than your future? You came to this country to get a job, not to repatriate!"

Paul, Dr. Aikman looked at Pu Shangyuan with an angry expression on his face, calming his mind. The originally warm and angry expression at this moment became restless.

"If you stay in this country, take my place in a few years..."

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The Washington Hotel, at the moment, has been completely surrounded, and the solemn and festive red carpet stretches from the main entrance to the inner hall.

A peaceful scene.

Paul, Dr. Aikman is organizing the crowd.

Standing next to Pu Shangyuan was Paul Trenson, who looked at the bustling crowd at the moment, absent-minded.

"Your people are responsible for maintaining the safety of the ceremony, right?"

Hearing this, Paul Trenson nodded, with a very confident expression, "Yes, our guests who have no problem, take your seat according to the number, and it will be clear at a glance who dares to act rashly."

Paul Trenson looked at Pu Shangyuan, who was absent-minded at the moment, with a solemn expression.

"What we need help with is that there could be hundreds of guests walking around by then, you know? It's actually very difficult to identify suspects, so we need your help."

When Pu Shangyuan heard this sentence, he felt ironic, and before he had time to speak, it might be because he felt that the atmosphere was too heavy.

Therefore, Paul Trenson joked: "In most weddings, blessings and resentments are intertwined. To be honest, I don't really believe in marriage..."

Park Shangyuan calmed down and said with a smile: "They all said that people who don't believe in marriage are because they were severely dumped in adolescence, so they will remember it for a long time."

Paul Trenson blinked and said, "Don't be kidding, I got married in my 20s, not like you."

"Come on, your marriage must be very unhappy." Pu Shangyuan raised his eyebrows helplessly.

Paul Trenson was about to refute, when a sexy, hot white girl walked over.

When the two met, they kissed passionately.

Pu Shangyuan looked at the two of them, and Paul Trenson embraced the girl's slender waist and introduced.

"This is my wife."

Park Shangyuan stretched out his hand and shook hands with the white woman in front of him, and then teased: "It's really a blessing to be able to marry a beautiful woman and go home."

"But?" Could it be that he brought his wife to carry out the mission?
Paul Trenson explained again, "My wife and Roh Moo-hyun's friend are business partners, so she also came to this wedding. Remember not to look at my wife's expression."

The white beauty adjusted Paul Trenson's tie, "After the wedding, I'm going to San Francisco to handle business matters."

Paul Trenson nodded, "Don't tell me this kind of thing, no one doesn't trust his wife."

After speaking, he chatted with Park Sang-won, and Park Sang-won thought it was funny. The beauty's eyes were wandering, and her eyebrows were pulled down, which is a very typical expression of lying.

Park Shangyuan thought for a long time, and after thinking about it, he decided not to destroy the happiness of their marriage. Maybe the two of them knew it well, maybe.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Park Shangyuan greeted Paul Trenson, and then walked outside, claiming to look at the surrounding vehicles to relieve his nervous mood.

He had already made a decision for himself in his heart, and at a very crude intersection, he chose to protect himself.

After walking about 500 meters, I came to a small lake and sat on a big rock next to the small lake. The scenery here is very good.

It's good enough to see the Washington Hotel, but I don't know if I can hear the gunshots here.

(End of this chapter)