Enchanter

Chapter [-] Thorns Reappear

Following the established procedure and entering the office, the beating heart along the way was calmed down, and he walked straight towards the general office.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw a tall young woman sitting on the sofa directly opposite the door.

And beside him, stood a vigorous follower, full of energy, with a red face, staring at him with a pair of kind eyes.

The more he looked at the two, the more familiar they became, and he couldn't help but look at them twice more.

The young woman belonged to the type of milf, but she still had the charm, long hair shawl, and a bumpy body, especially the tights, which interpreted the perfect figure.

The young man also looked at Yin Hui with a feeling of intimacy, his darkened face was handsome and clear, giving people a sense of mystery.

"Ah, by the way, the proprietress of the City Hunter Bar, and the waiter." After thinking about it for a while, his head, which was still confused just now, suddenly jumped out of the scene of beheading a Japanese onmyoji. Naturally, he also thought of the two bartenders personnel.

"You are... from the City Hunter Bar..." he said in a somewhat muddy language.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to remember us. Originally, I even prepared the lines about the nobleman forgetting things. I really don't know what to say when you recognize me like this." The bar owner smiled slightly, and then talked to He greets.

"Yeah, boss, that's what I wanted to say. I didn't expect this kid to have a trick." As if it was a great thing to be able to remember them, the two continued to praise each other.

He shook his head and smiled with some embarrassment: "I just had a flash of inspiration, and I suddenly remembered your names. But this is a very secret place, how did you come to such a place?"

The proprietress of the City Hunter bar replied charmingly: "Aren't you curious to see us appearing here? You are not surprised at all?"

She didn't answer Yin Hui's question, but asked another question instead.

"This kind of place is so confidential, you will definitely not come in casually. In my opinion, you are undercover or something. In fact, I have already noticed that something is wrong with you as early as the beginning. Who saw the death in the bar? What about the one who called the police? But the two of you looked at it with gusto, and it's obvious that you're not a mortal."

"Haha, haha, okay, okay, as expected of a member of the National Security Bureau, he even noticed such small details. Haha, haha." She actually laughed heartily, regardless of the trembling of her chest, but she happened to put her The charm is still there for the show: "Young man, what's your name? How long have you been in the incredible group?"

"This..." Before Yin Hui finished speaking, a sentence interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Ah, Yin Hui, you're back, let me introduce you." Conan Doyle got out from inside, saw Yin Hui who was standing stupidly at the door, and hurriedly broke the embarrassment of the scene.

"No need, we already know each other." The proprietress of City Hunter walked up with a smile, stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, my name is Thorn."

"Hello, my name is Yin Hui." Yin Hui stretched out his hand a little shyly.

Those hands were simply flawless hands, without even a single wrinkle, and they were as soft and warm as if they were held on wool. He was actually a little intoxicated.

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out how a young woman took care of her hands.

"Hello, my name is Er...you can call me Lao Mao." The bartender also stepped forward very politely, stretched out his hand to hold Yin Hui, and replied politely.

"Hello." Yin Hui also shook hands with him: "But I don't know who you two are, so I don't know if it's convenient for you to introduce me."

Conan Doyle, who had been wondering by the side, had another chance to intervene, and hurriedly said: "This is the thorn, the deputy leader of the Ninth Office of National Security, and this is his entourage, or the little secretary, Lao Mao. It's us direct supervisor."

"Ninth Division of National Security? Your immediate superior?" Yin Hui stared at Thorn with some puzzlement: "You are the deputy leader of the Ninth Division of National Security? I really can't tell."

Thorn smiled faintly: "How dare you, it's just a false name. Compared with you, a real master, there is still an insurmountable gap."

"You're being humble." Yin Hui's words turned out to be somewhat respectful.After all, the other party is his boss, he can't be too casual, and the minimum respect is still required.

"Okay, since we all know each other, let's talk about the mission this time." Instead of continuing to be courteous with Yin Hui, Thorn changed the subject directly: "Why, Conan Doyle, your subordinates are just like this." Do you want someone?"

Yin Hui also took a look, except for Master Niaoniao and Taoist nuns who came in one after another, there was no one else coming.Even the deputy team leader Huang Helou was absent.

"They all have other tasks, and they are assigned in various corners of the city. These people also rushed back after completing their tasks." After speaking, he insisted on taking a look at Yin Hui.

He lowered his head a little ashamed, he has been busy with Qiao Ji's affairs these days, and he didn't even set foot on the door of the office.

"Okay, that's it, Lao Mao, you can briefly explain this task." Thorn didn't speak, but glanced at Lao Mao beside him.

Lao Mao nodded, then took two steps forward, first glanced at everyone, and then spoke leisurely: This incident happened three hours ago.

Three hours ago, an old Japanese man named Yuto Yamabe took a flight and was escorted by the staff of the Chinese Embassy in Japan to the capital, but was assassinated by a mysterious force on the way, and the two countries escorted Another backbone force: members of the Ninth Bureau of National Security, all died in the escort,

"Another foreigner died?" Yin Hui repeatedly smiled bitterly.

This is not the first time he has encountered such a thing. Last time, what happened to Zhao Dehuo had greatly stimulated his thoughts, and this time it was a great blow to his national honor.

If the people who died this time were ordinary people, they would definitely not attract the attention of the government, and naturally these mysterious organizations would not be involved.

"This incident is strange, and it is also related to national security and Sino-Japanese relations, so we must do our best to solve the case as soon as possible, find the murderer, and prevent the country from any dangerous threat."

Lao Mao said in the tone of a government worker.

After finishing speaking, he turned around and retreated, and Thorn stood up and said, "Okay, I believe everyone has understood the importance of the matter, so when carrying out the task, the task is the first, and the life is second."

Conan Doyle stood beside the thorns without saying a word.

Her complexion was a bit ugly, and when she heard Thorn's words, mission first, life second, her color changed instantly.

She has never accepted the task of 'mission first, life second', so the severity of this task can be imagined.

"Now, do you have any questions?" Thorn asked briefly.

"Excuse me, what is the identity of that Japanese man far away by the mountain? Why is it so important?" Yin Hui asked.

"I don't know." Thorn answered simply.

Originally, he wasn't going to ask more questions, but considering the little loli Qiao Ji beside him, he had a vague feeling that the two appeared in his life at the same time, and there must be some connection.

So for the safety of little Lolita, he still asked one more question.

"Then why did he come to China? Why did the Chinese ambassador to Japan and the mainstay of the Ninth Office of National Security send him back in person?"

"I don't know." Thorn replied.

Yin Hui was silent.He didn't know if Thorn really didn't know, or if he didn't tell it on purpose.Perhaps in her heart, these subordinates are only responsible for performing tasks and have no right to know.

As a leader, there are very few people who can achieve Conan Doyle's level of mass leadership.

"Is there anything else I want to ask?" Thorn looked at the silent crowd and asked again.

"No more." Yin Hui shook his head, even if he had a problem, the other party definitely didn't know about it.

"Okay, then I'm going to assign tasks now." Thorn cleared his throat: "It is said that one of you was able to initiate the soul-calling ceremony last time, who is it, please stand up."

After hearing this, Yin Hui stood up, curious as to what the case had to do with the summoning ceremony.

"Okay, then I have a task for you this time. It is to recruit the soul of Youyuan on the side of the mountain and ask him some information." Thorn looked at Yin Hui and said with a serious expression of distributing the task.

"Calling the soul?" Yin Hui shouted in surprise: "Calling the soul is not that simple, especially for Japanese ghosts. Chinese soul-calling rituals have little effect on Japanese souls. Onmyoji is popular in Japan."

"I don't care so much, if I can't successfully summon the soul, I will directly deduct one month's salary." Thorn didn't have the slightest sympathy to spare, and he didn't give Yin Hui a step down: "If it succeeds, there will be rewards from the organization. "

He was a little angry, and just about to express it, he was stopped by Master Niao Niao, who secretly told Yin Hui with Taoist sound transmission: "Young man, don't get angry, we can't offend this person, when the time comes we Let's figure it out together and we'll get this sorted out."

Listening to Master Niaoniao's tone, it was very rigorous, and trembling with the slightest fear, it didn't look like he was joking, so he nodded, followed his advice, and stopped talking.

"Okay, hurry up and prepare now, and act at night." Thorn turned around after speaking, and sat on the sofa.