Group pet sister: An Shao's little flirt is bursting

Chapter 132
NSA interrogation room.

In a base surrounded by gray walls, there are many human checks in front of the old-fashioned oil barrel-colored gate.

The man in uniform checked Luo Qiping's ID carefully and checked it several times before letting him go.

The path is very long and winding, and the withered and yellow branches stretch on both sides of the road in disorder, and you can't see the edge.

Every time Luo Qiping took a step, his heart became heavier.

How dare they!Dare to catch Lei Ting in such a ghostly place!
Luo Qiping walked for a long time on the rough concrete road, surrounded by tall barbed wire fences, and patrol personnel walking back and forth.

The more Luo Qiping thought about it, the more he couldn't restrain his anger, so he unconsciously moved his hand to the lower back, making a pistol gesture.

Suddenly, a palm pressed down on the shoulder of the young and vigorous.

It was Qian Bingrong who came.

Luo Qiping wanted to find an organization, and spit out all the bitterness in his heart.

Qian Lao held his teacup and shook his head vaguely, indicating that the partition wall has ears.

Luo Qiping blushed so angry that he had no choice but to scatter the pebbles on the ground.

A stone was kicked far away by the man.

Qian Bingrong signaled him not to worry, he came here from the headquarters specially for this matter.

The interrogation bureau actually dared to go past him and arrest An Chenjin with that nonsensical reason.

Although he did have an opinion on An Chenjin's way of buying the design drawings.

But his people can only be judged by him!
And the reason for calling Xiaoan over was to invite him to recount the purchase process.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived, he was detained by this group of people.

These old foxes!
If the bright ones dare not come, they will engage in the shady ones.

Sure enough, that sentence was answered - it's hard to guard against a stab in the back!
The old man started to walk towards the interrogation room, and Luo Qiping hurriedly followed.

The two walked into the row of houses, with a dark corridor in the middle, very cold.

Every time you walk forward, there will be voice-activated lights that will slowly light up in turn.

The iron gates on both sides of the aisle were dark and glowing, like ghosts in the dark, with the breath of death.

This is really not a place for people to stay!

Luo Qiping cursed secretly.

The old man walking in front also spat.

Hell-like cage, you thought you were on vacation.

After Luo Qiping walked for a while, he felt as cold as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice.

The interrogator in front found the two of them and came to give them a lecture.

After understanding the situation, he saluted Qian Bingrong first, and then led the two of them to an interrogation room.

The three finally stopped in front of a door.

The sound of the key knocking on the iron door echoed loudly in the empty corridor, Luo Qiping didn't know what he would see when he went in, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself.

When the door opened, An Chenjin was sitting on an iron chair reading a newspaper through the tempered glass.

There is a small window in the front left, and the sunlight shoots down from the tall narrow window, just shining on the man.

The man now wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He pushed it deftly, then turned the newspaper over and continued reading.

Except for the things on her body being taken away, An Chenjin didn't seem to have changed much in this ghostly place now.

Luo gradually loosened his clenched hands.

Soon, a new round of interrogation began.

Three serious interrogators re-entered the room, Qian Lao and the others were standing outside the isolation glass.

The man put down the newspaper, the collar of his white shirt was casually opened, and he sat there without saying a word.

The interrogator on the opposite side asked the question again.

"Who is your seller?!"

The man smiled slightly, "No comment!"

Then there was a long silence.

This scene has been played out countless times today.

The interrogators switched dials and dials again and again, but they couldn't pry the man's mouth open.

Oh shit!Why did the higher ups bring this big demon king in? Isn't this torturing people?

Again the three interrogators asked nothing.

After they got up to leave, the door was closed by them.

Now only An Chenjin, Qian Bingrong, and Luo Qiping were left in the interrogation room.

The old man walked to the entrance with his signature teapot, and exchanged glances with Luo Qiping.

In the end, Luo Qiping also left the interrogation room and stood at the door to watch the wind.

In the interrogation room of Nuo University, only Mr. Qian and An Chenjin were left.

The old man glanced at the camera in the upper left corner and behind.

He took a sip of tea calmly.

"Xiao An."

The vicissitudes of the old man's voice came.

An Chenjin raised her head slightly, but still had that calm look.

The man folded the newspapers on the table into a long strip, and then placed them on the table in an orderly manner.

"Why is Mr. Qian here?" There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

The old head was stepped on a powder keg: "Huh! I won't come again! If I don't come again, I'm afraid that some people will turn over my head and shit!"

The old man's words were a bit harsh, and the man frowned slightly.

At the same time, the interrogators who were standing in another room and watching the monitor closely blushed.

This thing is really fucked up!
But it wasn't an order they issued either.I don't know which leader mistyped the scriptures, and actually tricked Lei Ting into coming and forced him to imprison him.

An Chenjin changed the topic.

"Didn't you find anything interesting on the way Qian Lao came here?"

How could Qian not understand the meaning in An Chenjin's words.

An Chenjin stretched out her hand and tapped the newspaper with her fingers: "I finished reading the newspaper, find me a new one."

Qian Lao took a sip from his teacup and spit out the tea leaves.

"Why, do you want to stay here for a while?"

An Chenjin smiled, "You and I can't control you."

Qian Lao smiled and didn't reply.

"how have you been?"

"There is meat for three meals, and there is no need to worry about food and clothing."

Qian Lao lowered his head bitterly, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

After a while, the old man raised his head again.

"Okay, I won't be here for long, I'll go find Lao Jiang."

After speaking, the old man got up.

An Chenjin wanted to get up to see her off, but found an iron chain tied her feet.

I had no choice but to smile wryly, and watched Qian leave.

Qian Lao, who walked out of the interrogation room, handed the teacup to Luo Qiping at the door.

The two left the interrogation base without a word.

Outside the base gate.

"Have you ever thought about why you received news of Lei Ting's detention?" The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly fixed on Luo Qiping.

Luo Qiping was suddenly asked to stay where he was.

That's right, why did that encrypted message suddenly appear on my mobile phone?

Instead of other people, why is it yourself? !
With his slightly bent waist, old man Qian slowly turned sideways, looking at the gray house.

"Have you ever thought about...if they don't ask anything and cannot accuse Lei Ting, what is the fastest way to achieve the goal of those old foxes?"

Luo was startled: "What?!"

"If you are in a hurry and go to the doctor indiscriminately, a dead horse will be treated as a living horse doctor!"

Luo suddenly felt as cold as falling into an ice cave.

The mobile phone in his hand is also very dazzling.

Both of them knew that there was an insider in the Secret Service!
After getting into the car, Luo Qiping glanced at the special communication mobile phone in his hand, and threw it into a pool by the side of the road.
(End of this chapter)