My wife wants to divorce me every day

Chapter 1018

Ji Jingyun's body recovered as fast as a monster. It took an ordinary person a month to recover from the injury, but Ji Jingyun recovered almost in only half a month.

After the doctor announced that Ji Jingyun could be discharged from the hospital with a look of disbelief, the first thing Ji Jingyun did was to call the team leader of the field team with his newly acquired good-looking mobile phone. Take that grandson to the interrogation room, turn off all the monitoring equipment, and I want to have a good chat with him about life."

Mr. Zhong didn't know how to have a good chat about life. Out of curiosity, he followed Ji Jingyun to the Interpol headquarters.

Then, Mr. Zhong regretted that he was curious for a while.

The two flew to Moore City, the headquarters of Interpol. Before entering the building of Interpol, Ji Jingyun said to Mr. Zhong very naturally: "Zhong, you go and buy two cups of coffee."

Mr. Zhong didn't know why, so he nodded and left, leaving Ji Jingyun waiting at the door alone.

Ji Jingyun is wearing a beige long windbreaker with a black shirt inside, a pair of dark jeans on his legs, and a pair of Martin boots on his feet. He is tall and tall, standing at the entrance of the headquarters is a live advertisement Card.

Every year, Interpol can deceive many people with Ji Jingyun's photo.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket, and waited for Mr. Zhong boredly leaning on the pillar at the entrance of the headquarters. From a distance, he saw Mr. Zhong walking over with two cups of black coffee without sugar and milk, with a puzzled expression on his face. It's all "why should I listen to this guy".

Ji Jingyun couldn't help laughing, he didn't bully others consciously at all.

Mr. Zhong didn't think about it until he put the coffee in Ji Jingyun's hands. In the end, it could only be attributed to Ji Jingyun being poisonous.

Ji Jingyun waited until he got the coffee he wanted, and took Mr. Zhong into the Interpol headquarters building with a coffee cup in his hand.

Mr. Zhong had a very good impression on the field team leader before. He just said something to the field team leader, and the other party immediately agreed. However, he kindly persuaded Mr. Zhong not to follow him. It is easy to have indigestion .

As a result, Mr. Zhong became more curious.

Ji Jingyun's staff is very nice. Countless people greeted Ji Jingyun along the way, and Ji Jingyun responded with a smile.

When they were almost at the door of the interrogation room, the police officer waiting outside handed Ji Jingyun a very small suitcase and said, "Ji, your things."

"Thank you!" Ji Jingyun kissed the small suitcase, obviously liking it very much.

Mr. Zhong's sharp eyes saw that the other party shivered, turned around and trotted away with an unbearable expression on his face.

Holding his small suitcase, Ji Jingyun pushed open the door of the interrogation room with a smile on his face. What he knew was that Ji Jingyun was going to interrogate the prisoner, but he didn't know that Ji Jingyun was going to meet some good friend.

"I heard that someone was dishonest, and I just recovered from my injury, so I came here to see who would dare to betray me." The moment Ji Jingyun put the box on the table, the person opposite trembled.

Mr. Zhong is curious, is Ji Jingyun's box connected to some other dimension? Why is everyone so afraid?
Soon his doubts were answered, and when Ji Jingyun used his pianist-like hands to dissect the ghost who betrayed them bit by bit, Mr. Zhong vowed that he would not eat meat this week.

The inner ghost couldn't bear Ji Jingyun's torture, so he confessed within 10 minutes.

"Tsk, I haven't even started yet, yet you've recruited them all. Now that you know who I am, you still have the guts to betray me, boy, you are very courageous!" Ji Jingyun said dissatisfiedly, and put away him with some regrets. Those interrogation tools that can be called works of art.

Mr. Zhong really couldn't tell the name of each knife, and didn't know their purpose.

After getting the answer he wanted, Ji Jingyun is not the kind of character who likes to abuse others. After he put away his interrogation tool, he lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely to Mr. Zhong: "Help me get it, My hands are not clean with blood."

When wiping the knife just now, most of the blood was wiped off, and the rest was dried on his hands. Ji Jingyun was afraid that he would hold the suitcase, and finally his palms would sweat, and the blood would smudge onto the handle of the suitcase.

Mr. Zhong took the suitcase and followed Ji Jingyun out of this bloody room without complaint.

There were already two people waiting outside, and they obviously knew what would happen after Ji Jingyun's interrogation. Their faces were a little pale, and it seemed that they had seen such scenes before.

In comparison, Mr. Zhong is still very good.

Ji Jingyun walked in front with a cigarette in his mouth, and Mr. Zhong followed behind like a little wife carrying a small suitcase. The two of them went to the bathroom together. Ji Jingyun carefully cleaned the blood on his hands, and looked at the back of him through the mirror trying to stay calm. Mr. Zhong, suddenly called him: "Tier."

Mr. Zhong was startled, and the suitcase in his hand almost fell to the ground.

He raised his head, just in time to meet Ji Jingyun's gaze in the mirror.

Ji Jingyun comforted Mr. Zhong with a smile, but no matter how you looked at it, the smile was a bit ruffian and not serious at all. He said, "Don't be nervous, I just wanted to yell casually. I didn't expect you to react so much."

Mr. Zhong looked at him expressionlessly: I really believed in your evil.

Since getting acquainted with Ji Jingyun, his Chinese level has made great progress.

Ji Jingyun washed his hands well, dried them in the hand dryer next to him, and then complained to Mr. Zhong, "How many times have I told them to install a hot water pipe in the bathroom, and every time I wash my hands, I wish I could freeze my hands. Rough guys don't even know how to take care of themselves."

Mr. Zhong glanced at his hand silently, and said, "Maybe it's your suggestion that they don't want to follow."

"If you don't say it, we can still get along friendly." Ji Jingyun said coldly to Mr. Zhong, "Tier."

It can be seen that Mr. Zhong doesn't want to mention this name, Ji Jingyun said vigorously.

Mr. Zhong was silent for a moment, and asked him, "How do you know?"

He concealed his affairs deeply, and the first one among Interpol to know was Ji Jingyun.

Since he rescued Ji Jingyun, Mr. Zhong has been inseparable from Ji Jingyun, and Ji Jingyun has no time to check his background and how he was exposed.

Ji Jingyun patted Mr. Zhong on the shoulder, took the suitcase from Mr. Zhong, and said, "Don't be nervous, I happened to participate in a foreign business event with my dad, and the guests happened to be members of the Mars family. I just showed my face, and I saw that I have no other advantages, except that I have a better memory."

"You don't have a good memory." Mr. Zhong took a deep look at him and said, "I have participated in many business activities, but I have never seen you."

Such an impressive face, once seen, will never be forgotten.

Ji Jingyun didn't feel nervous about being exposed at all, he could still laugh easily, "Oh, you were exposed, you are too unlovable."

　Thanks to Xiaoxingzhu for the recommendation ticket~Thanks to Xiaoxingzhu for the reward, it’s a waste~ Thank you~ ままま＾3＾

　　
　
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