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Mingke was with long Chuhan last night. How could Beiming night not find this?

As long Chuhan thought, as long as he wanted to find out, it was easy. What's more, today, long Chuhan himself sent his name to Dongyu media. It seems that he didn't intend to hide anything.

In fact, this matter even the name can also be clear, that girl's head melon is not so simple.

Yi Tang knocked on the door. When he came in, his face was still not very good-looking.

Without waiting for Beiming night to ask questions, he came to Beiming night and took the initiative to say, "she's in Dongyu now. She's with everyone. Don't worry, sir."

North night does not speak, cold calm a face, even if lost soup can't see through him, but, some habits and temper, he can still figure out.

Seeing his face, Yi Tang knew that he was angry. Although he was a little stuffy, he did not dare to be presumptuous in front of him.

"I know that I didn't send her away in the morning, which made my husband angry, but she resolutely refused to let me. My husband should know better than anyone. Once her temper gets stubborn, even my husband can't persuade her, let alone me?"

"Did you drive behind her until she came back to long Chuhan safely?" North night did not look up, fingertips holding a cigarette, but also did not smoke up, just between the fingers, let the ash slowly fall on the table.

His expression is not serious, and his eyes don't feel cold, but it makes people feel as cold as frost.

Yi Tang still unconsciously lowered his head and remained silent.

"How long have you been with me?" The northern night suddenly asked.

Yi Tang looked up at him and said seriously, "I know I'm really wrong in this matter, but I don't think it's necessary for Mr. Wang to drive me away for her."

Beiming night didn't speak, didn't take the cigarette that big palm long finger, put himself on the bangs that a few wisps of messy hair swept away, fingertips fell on the table, take up the documents on the table, slowly sweep past.

Yi Tang couldn't see through what he was thinking at this moment. Suddenly, he really had a feeling that what he said just now might be It's really possible that it will come true

Since Beiming night didn't speak, he didn't want to talk about it any more. After a moment's silence, he suddenly said, "LAN, one of the four killers of flying eagle, is dead. His body was found in the Rock Forest at the bottom of the cliff. I don't think you have time to watch the news today. It is said that he was shot twice in the body. Some people suspect that it was done by people inside the flying eagle. The news has been sent out. "

"Who let the news out?" Beiming night is still looking at the document, black and white clearly reflected in the eyes, but think of the girl's face.

It turned out that she had gone through all this last night, but she didn't mention a word to him when she came here this morning.

In this way, it's long Chuhan who has been giving advice to those killers behind their backs. It turns out that the young master of the long family is still a computer expert. He really lost his eye in the past.

Yi Tang knew what he meant. After thinking about it, he said: "I'm afraid that the special government can't bear it. Mr. and the prince don't have any information to send back, and the previous plan suddenly stops. I don't know if even Mr. will be included in the object of suspicion. Sir, shall we do something to dispel their doubts? "

"Since there is doubt, it can only be said that there is something inside the special administration. It is difficult enough to dispel one person's suspicion, and even more difficult to dispel a team's suspicion. In this case, why do you do thankless things? "

The voice of the northern night did not fluctuate at all. It was so calm all the time. However, every sentence in the calm was called Yitang's panic without any reason.

There's a ghost in Tezheng. That Who is this insider? Is it a person or a team?

They are still cooperating with the prince. Even Mr. Wang has promised certain conditions to the prince. If the special government targets Mr. Wang at this time, then

"Is there any news from muzichuan?" Without waiting for the lost soup to sort things out, the voice of the northern night sounded again.

Yi Tang shook his head, but said, "I can't get in touch."

After thinking about it, he suddenly felt nervous. Looking at the night of the northern night, he said, "Sir, are you afraid of the virus..."

They didn't know about the virus in advance, and some people in the special administration were there, but they never mentioned the virus.

According to Dr. Yang, the virus has been in Yu Feiyan's head for at least two years. Two years is enough for the special government to collect the information in the flying eagle. What's more, they will also face such danger. But why doesn't anyone send the information to them?

"Sir..." The more he thought about it, the more flustered he was. Even his face changed several times. He looked at what he wanted to say in the northern night, but he couldn't say such a serious thing.

Beimingye nodded, did not speak, still carefully looking at the lines of words on the document, this calm appearance, although Yitang is very familiar, but really can't figure out why he can be so calm at this time.

"Sir, from this point of view, I'm afraid that the special political people have never really believed in us. If we go on like this, even our people will be in danger. Shall we...""For the time being, don't wait. Let's find out about the virus first." Beimingye finally finished reading the document and threw it aside. He turned around and looked at the lost soup. His voice was still indifferent and a little cold hum: "try to contact muzichuan and tell him that we can't think of any way to cure the virus. Maybe we can't cure it in the end. It's a big risk. Let him measure what he wants to do. "

"I know, our people have been trying to find a way to contact him, but until now there is no news, but you can rest assured that I will find him as soon as possible."

Beiming night doesn't speak, and it's not easy to lose soup. You can promise him something. Before things are handled properly, everything you say is empty talk, which is superfluous.

He's just worried about something: "well, Miss Feiyan, now..."

"Her mission is to assassinate me. If the assassination is not successful, it can only continue." Beiming night glanced at him and saw that his face was dark. Suddenly his eyes were cold and his voice was completely cold: "I won't hurt her, but I hope you can remember what you are doing, what you should do and what you shouldn't do. You'd better think clearly."

Lost soup Leng next, just want to understand his words.

Tight thin lips, he looked at the northern night, seriously said: "Sir, I know these two days I am a little impulsive, but in the future I will try to restrain this impulse, I promise you, there will not be the same thing."