Anti-Japanese Ace Agent

Chapter 234 Why Come Here
"Captain Zhang, what are you looking at? We've been talking nonsense for a while. If you don't go in again, don't let the cooked duck fly away. This one will lose the big."

Zhao Qiaoyun, who was originally sitting in the front passenger seat of the car, pushed open the front door on the side and got off. He looked at the opposite side and found no figure of Zhang Mingyi. After he looked around for a while, he realized that he got off before her. Zhang Mingyi of the car actually went to the rear of the car, stood there and stared at the license plate hanging on the front of a black car parked behind his car, and she thought it was funny, so she walked over , while teasingly reminded.

Zhang Mingyi, who was standing between the two cars, heard Zhao Qiaoyun's questioning voice behind him, he immediately recovered from his ecstasy, turned his head, and stretched out his left hand to face Zhao Qiaoyun who was strolling. With his index finger, he pointed to the Japanese license plate on the front of the black car parked in front of him.

Zhang Mingyi, who was a little agitated, asked with great urgency: "Chief Zhao, hurry up and take a look, the license plate of this car is actually in Japanese, I am familiar with the appearance of this car, where are you following?" It looks like I’ve seen it before, but I just can’t remember it for a while now, come over and help me take a look and see whose car this is among the people we know.”

"Let me say, Captain Zhang, you are so noble and forgetful. You can't see who owns your car? This is too funny. Captain Zhang, you have to ask you a good question, are you I don’t know if I really don’t know or if I don’t know? Could it be that you came to test me on purpose?”

When Zhao Qiaoyun came close, she looked in the direction of Zhang Mingyi's finger and saw the Japanese license plate hanging on the front of the car. She raised her head and casually glanced at the car parked in front of the two of them. The black car immediately couldn't help but look funny. She felt it was ridiculous, and she couldn't figure out what was going on. She asked Zhang Mingyi who was standing beside her in a puzzled tone.

"Chief Zhao, if you know, please tell me quickly, okay? I don't know what stimulated my mind just now. When I saw this black car and the Japanese license plate on the front, I was dumbfounded all of a sudden, as if my head was submerged in water, I felt that this car looked very familiar, very familiar, as if I had seen it often, but I racked my brains and collected it, but it was just Can't remember whose car it is.

"I, Zhang Mingyi, swear here, if I know who made this car and deliberately tested it to make things difficult for you, Section Chief Zhao, I will die. Look at this, Section Chief Zhao, you are finally satisfied. My mind is in a mess now Section Chief Zhao, please tell me quickly, okay?" Zhang Mingyi stood on the spot like a madman swaying, and became mad with emotion. After he finished taking the poisonous oath, he faced the Zhao Qiaoyun, who was standing aside, begged bitterly.

"Okay, okay, Captain Zhang, don't be in a hurry. It's scary to see your situation. Those who know it think you're emotional, but those who don't know think you've just been released from a mental hospital. Thin your face with restlessness first, otherwise, I won’t tell you.” Zhao Qiaoyun saw Zhang Mingyi standing beside her like a crazy mental patient, and asked her to retreat like a conditional launch Taking a step back, I shuddered all over, and hurriedly tried to persuade me.

As soon as Zhao Qiaoyun's words fell, Zhang Mingyi, who was still scratching his head and restless just now, quickly calmed down. Like a kindergarten student, he stood in place obediently, waiting for Zhao Qiaoyun to reveal the truth to him. Answer.

Seeing that Zhang Mingyi returned to normal and turned into a "quiet handsome man" in a second, Zhao Qiaoyun finally felt at ease, and slowly stretched out his right index finger, pointing to the Japanese letter on the front of the black car in front of them. He turned his head, looked at the "quiet handsome man", and said without a word: "This car belongs to Wang Feng, the chief of our secret service."

"Wang Feng? Yes, yes, yes, it belongs to Director Wang of our Secret Service. Why didn't I remember it just now. It's really embarrassing. Troops, when I came out of the Secret Service, Director Wang still In the office of the director on the fifth floor of our secret service office building, why did we come to the secret service earlier? Director Wang no longer listened to our action report in the secret service, but came to Wuyuemen. What the hell is going on here?"

After Zhang Mingyi heard Zhao Qiaoyun reveal the final answer, he immediately showed a look of sudden realization, beat his chest and stomped his feet, and after turning around in place, he turned to Zhao Qiaoyun beside him, with a puzzled expression on his face. Ou Suo thoughtfully asked.

"Wang Feng is the director. In the Secret Service, I am the chief of the intelligence department and his subordinate. Captain Zhang, what do you mean by asking me these questions? You don't know what he is doing at Wulemen. How would you know? Really, I still want to ask you why he came to Wulemen?"

Zhao Qiaoyun heard Zhang Mingyi sizing her up with strange eyes, and accompanied her carefully and mumbled questions, but she, who already knew this well, pretended to be very angry and said domineeringly. In turn, he questioned Zhang Mingyi.

After receiving Song Fugui's order, a male waiter who was in charge of letting the air out at the entrance of the Wulemen hall saw Zhao Qiaoyun and Zhang Mingyi get off a black car with a special secret service license plate, and was not in a hurry to step on it. The steps in front of the Wulemen hall, but two people walked to the rear of the car and started talking.

When the male waiter got Song Fugui's instructions, he was talking about a group of people riding in a vehicle with the license plate of the Secret Service. At this time, all he saw was a man and a woman, and he was not sure whether the two were It's not the person Song Fugui wants him to tell.

Seeing the time passing by between the fingers, the male waiter hesitated for a long time, and he was standing on the steps in front of the Wuyuemen hall, and he didn't see any other passengers. The person in the car with the license plate of the Secret Service walked down the steps in front of the Wuyuemen hall with the idea of ​​giving it a try, and hesitantly came behind Zhao Qiaoyun and Zhang Mingyi.

"Miss, sir, are you here to eat at Wulemen?" The male waiter who walked past, after a few seconds of hesitation, smiled at Zhao Qiaoyun and Zhao Qiaoyun who were standing in front of him. Zhang Mingyi asked.

(End of this chapter)