Knowing the end of the world, I recruited the golden finger to lead the motherland

Chapter 52 is directly disclosed? !
"He was in a hurry to go back and stock up on supplies," Yan Ning sneered, "Since the interrogation has been completed, he will be released as agreed."

"bullet……"

"give him."

Yan Ning opened the door and went out. "Whether it's a gun or bullets, I promised to give them to him. Take the box of bullets in my office drawer. Then have someone keep a close eye on him. Wait until he returns to the warehouse and moves the space, and then catch him back."

This is to treat people as mobile warehouses.

"I understand. Someone will definitely keep a close eye on it."

After listening to Yan Ning's explanation, Bai Jiu knew the director's plan and did not interrupt. She was just worried about another thing.

"But guns and bullets still pose risks, and this matter is not kept secret. It will definitely get to other people, even the people above. I'm still worried..."

"So I have to give you a dud." Yan Ning smiled nonchalantly, still in his rogue style, "The box in my drawer was specially prepared for Zhang Yi."

She had prepared all this in advance.

Giving away guns and bullets is even more so.

When encountering natural disasters, the most important things besides food are safety. Nothing makes people feel safer than having a weapon in their hands. China prohibits firearms, so Yan Ning had long thought of using firearms as a "carrot" to lure the donkey to grind the mill.

That's why the scene in the interrogation room was so fearless and smooth.

Bai Jiu understood and couldn't help laughing: "The director is still the director after all."

"Okay, stop praising me." Yan Ning ordered, "Go and release them. I'll go meet those three and ask about the little gangster girl in the Guangdong area."

"Yes." Seeing that Yan Ning was acting normally, Bai Jiu turned around and went back to work with peace of mind.

The ward is located inside the 19th Bureau.

He didn't even have to leave the building, walking along the glass corridor to another office building. The staff on the road gathered around him and asked him a few questions nervously. Yan Ning's uniform line of speech was "He's alive, he's okay, remember to share the fruit basket in the ward, don't waste it."

Director Yan, who had been promoting the idea of ​​"waste is shameful" along the way, refused to take all kinds of handmade charity meals due to his shoulder injury. He also refused to take the plasters and anti-inflammatory creams that his subordinates recommended. The journey that was supposed to take three minutes took him fifteen minutes.

Being too popular is also a kind of trouble.

"Chief! Chief!"

When Li Xiaomi saw Yan Ning coming in, she almost jumped up, startling Xia Huaidao and Quan Saifei who were sharing their experiences.

"Millet porridge! Look at the millet porridge I made for you. It's also added with red dates and brown sugar! It replenishes your blood!"

She picked up the thermos bucket beside the table, ran to Yan Ning at the speed of a 50-meter sprint, and held it up to show her, "There are always senior leaders in your ward, and I didn't dare to go, but I just made the porridge this morning, and it's still hot."

"Thank you, I'll drink it later."

Yan Ning took it with his left hand and looked at the other two people: "How do you feel these days?"

The two men stood up and called out "Director" first.

"It's pretty good. I eat well, sleep well, and get along well with everyone." Xia Huaidao opened the box on the table and revealed the medal. "I got a second-class merit just after arriving in the capital. This is really my blessed place!"

Yan Ning: "As long as you can adapt."

"I've adapted well too," Quan Saifei's attitude changed 180 degrees, and he said positively, "Well, my fire control ability is pretty good now."

"I can prove that he has become very skilled at grilling mutton skewers these days." Li Xiaomi said, "Before, he either burned me or didn't grill them well enough. After practicing for the past two days, he has been able to control the heat."

"It's hard work." Yan Ning smiled. "It's my duty," Quan Saifei kept in mind the principle of "clinging to the thighs", "My main goal now is to serve the country!"

Yan Ning could tell that it was just nice words, but nice words followed by actions are more effective than simply showing loyalty.

"You've worked hard, and your mother... Wait, let me take a call."

Mobile phone vibration.

Yan Ning glanced at the incoming call note, his eyebrows jumped, and he quickly walked to the empty room next door and answered the call: "Master."

Mao Linjie got straight to the point and said in a solemn voice:
"During a conference call last night, America planned to directly disclose the asteroid disaster to the world."

This sentence contains a lot of information.

"Directly open to the public?"

Yan Ning raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but then he felt that this was simply too ridiculous and too reasonable.

Free America, happy every day.

"It wants to cause chaos all over the world and make money from natural disasters." Yan Ning sneered, "It made a lot of money from wars before, and now it wants to make money from natural disasters. It will probably take advantage of the chaos to plunder a lot of supplies. Why does it want to be a troublemaker no matter what happens?"

Mao Linjie sighed softly, "Just talk nonsense in private. Even if you all think so, don't say it in front of the elders. Do you hear me?"

"You said a few days ago that I've grown up, and now you're worried that I'll say something nonsense," Yan Ning scratched his chin and couldn't help but guess, "Are you hinting that I should buy some Melatonin..."

"Go to hell, you bastard!" Mao Linjie scolded with a smile, "How can you speak without restraint to your elders?"

After hearing that his master was in a better mood, Yan Ning was happy to be scolded, "It's my fault. Don't worry. It's a matter of time. We never cause trouble, but we're not afraid of it. But the Americans won't make things difficult for us at this time. They'll just trip us up in secret. Don't they say anything on the surface?"

"Yes..." Mao Linjie restrained his smile, "I also want to tell you about this. America sent me a telephone conference invitation last night. The specific discussion was about [Natural Disaster Cooperation], and specifically mentioned [Awakeners] and [Reborn]."

Yan Ning nodded: "It's about the bank's incident this time. They must have figured out something."

"Not surprised?"

"What are you surprised about? I'm surprised that they really want to make money from natural disasters. As for the Americans contacting us on their own initiative... I expected this. I even thought about it before I went to bed yesterday."

Yan Ning has many smart people, and this matter is simple and can be understood once you think about it.

"This isn't the Twin Towers. It's impossible for such an accident to happen in our capital without their involvement. Plus, the asteroid disaster happened to be exposed. It's impossible for them not to guess that it was an Awakener."

The person who knows you best is your “dearest” opponent.

"You're right. This is the main point I want to tell you this time." Mao Linjie said, "In addition to discussing cooperation, the American side also extended an invitation for exchange at the end of the meeting."

"Exchange invitation?" Yan Ning frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

"We have 19 bureaus, and they have also established a [Foundation]," Mao Linjie said, "They said that seven people have joined now, but they haven't disclosed their specific abilities. They want to communicate and learn with us to make more preparations for the arrival of natural disasters."

"accepted?"

"If you don't agree, the other party will directly invite you after the asteroid disaster is made public."

"A troublemaker with an ulterior motive," Yan Ning said, rubbing his brows. "When?"

Mao Linjie: "Fifteen days later."

(End of this chapter)