A marriage contract: a genius, a black father

"Before you left Anti-Terrorism, Gu Qiqi was not allowed to participate in many operations, and only Xia Qing was involved." The man in the suit said, "There were also several missions where you deliberately used false information to confuse Ace, and Ace happened to be in the trap. This is not the same as your usual style, Lieutenant Colonel."

Nolan sneered, "What does this mean? I handed over the matter to Xia Qing only because Xia Qing is competent enough, and I don't need to waste manpower. My style? Who are you to me, and you know my style? You Do you understand me well? Then you know what I like to eat for breakfast?"

The man in the suit, "..."

He understood that Nolan blocked him for a while, and gave Nolan a cold look, thinking to himself, don't think that you can get away with it just because you are a lieutenant colonel, this time the matter is not that simple, and Nolan can't get away.

"How do you know Gu Qiqi?"

"I picked it up on the road." Nolan replied in a very embarrassing way, but it was the truth.

The subordinates outside, "..."

Lieutenant Colonel, it turns out that you can tell jokes, ah, it's so cold! ! ! !

The man waited for Nolan to continue to explain, but Nolan spared words like gold. He didn't ask, and Nolan didn't answer. ! ! !

Picked it up on the road? ? ?

"Lieutenant Colonel Nolan, please be serious." The man in the suit shouted.

Nolan had no expression on his face, "Go outside and ask, who has seen me when I am not serious."

June outside couldn't help laughing, this sentence really made people unable to answer, yes, who ever saw Nolan joking, not serious?Nolan is famous for walking around icebergs, and everyone in the counter-terrorism office knows it.

No one dared to say a joke in front of Nolan. June had been with him for so many years and had never seen him joke, or even smile, like a stone sculpture with no expression.

Several of Nolan's confidantes were discussing in private, whether their senior colonel and Lu Zhen had this elite face on the bed.

It never occurred to them that the colonel in their family was occasionally the one being suppressed.

The man in the suit gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. If he could, he would want to vomit blood. This interrogation was really not done by humans. He asked patiently, "I picked it up on the road, what happened?"

"Don't you understand? I picked it up on the road."

"I'll let you explain why you picked it up!!!" The man in the suit was furious.

Nolan still has a flamboyant style, and his tone has not changed, "I think a random person picked up on the road is more reliable than many people in our system, so I have been using it all the time, especially those who wear suits and only know how to put on airs. A man who never even had a chance to fire a gun a few times."

In a word, many people were shot while lying down.

The man in the suit sitting across from him was almost shot in the heart by a bloody arrow.

They are indeed not on the front line, and the investigation is to arrange for their subordinates to investigate the case. Although they have guns, they have not had the opportunity to open them a few times. In this day and age, elite troops are dispatched to catch terrorists, so there is no need for their kind of flamboyance.

The man in the suit contorted his face in anger.

He got up suddenly, slammed the door and went out.

Nolan remained expressionless, and said, "I want a cup of coffee."

June outside made him a cup of coffee, sent him to the interrogation room, and said with a smile, "Lieutenant Colonel, thank you for your hard work."

As soon as he got off the plane, he was invited in for questioning with a dusty face.

"En." The Lieutenant Colonel drank his coffee to refresh himself, and hummed.