Griffin's Son-in-law

Unexpectedly, she suddenly made such a request to herself.

"Do you want my contact information..."

Lu Ming's eyes flickered, and he took out a piece of paper from the car, and wrote a string of numbers on it.

Whether they can help or not can be discussed elsewhere, but he is really curious about what the Type 95 team is doing, as well as what is going on with Griffin.

If he has time, he can listen to it.

Lu Ming passed the note out of the car window, and the moment Form 95 received it, he saw Form 95 smile for the first time since they met.

Although her face is still a little pale, but the 95-style smiling face is very nice.

Lu Ming still wanted to take a second look, but saw that Form 95 had already restrained his expression, holding a note in his hand, and bowed deeply to him.

"Sincerely thank you for your assistance, then we will not disturb your time and make way for you immediately."

Type 95 took a step back to make room for their car. Seeing this, Lu Ming signaled An Jie to drive away.

AK12 also returned to the car behind, chasing the cars of Lu Ming and An Jie.

After Lu Ming and the others left, they still bowed and thanked in the 95th style, holding the note in their hands tightly, feeling a little uneasy in their hearts.

Regardless of whether the other party was their commander or not, at least she finally saw a glimmer of hope.

This is also the only thing their teams have gained after searching for so many days. Type 95 decided to seize this opportunity.

Even if the opponent is not the commander, it is good to get a little help from the national security, at least it is better than their teams running around like headless chickens on the iron-blooded territory.

If the other party is really the commander...

The commander, what exactly is he doing?

Type 95 secretly made up her mind, she decided to make sure, but the commander didn't seem to want to be disturbed by them, so Type 95 decided to make sure in person.

As for the others, before she got the answer, Type 95 thought it would be better not to tell them.

"Sister, there is still no... news from the commander..."

At this time, Form 97 and the others came up from behind, seeing that Form 95 let everyone go, they basically guessed the result this time.

So the 79 style took the lead in comforting them:

"Don't be sad. Since you didn't find it this time, you will definitely be able to find it next time. If you really can't find it, it proves that the commander is still in the Sangvis territory. We can conduct a carpet search like other teams..."

"Ah."

Facing the reassurance from Form 79, Form 95 raised his head, with no expression on his face, but his mood was not as gloomy as before.

She didn't take the words of Form 79 to heart, and then she had her own goal.

Compared to her complexion, Type 97 and the others are not so good.

Type 97 squatted on the ground in frustration, as if he couldn't take the blow. JS9 stood aside, never said a word, and seemed to have no mood to speak.

Only Type 95 was alone looking into the distance, looking at the car that had disappeared from sight, with a look of anticipation on his face.

The note was still held in her hand. This was the glimmer of hope she had finally found after busy days. Although the other party didn't tell her when it would be more appropriate to contact her, the 95-type had already been decided, so I'll call tonight to have a look.

Chapter 37 Conversation with Angie

After leaving the iron-blooded territory, the car drove on the road without encountering any other obstacles.

Further back is the safe area. Seeing that there is no threat in the nearby area, Lu Ming felt relieved, looked at An Jie who was driving beside him, and asked her:

"Speaking of which, don't you know what happened to Griffin?"

"Who knows."

An Jie shook her head and told him:

"I haven't paid attention to Griffin for a while, and I don't know much about these things."

"If you want to know, you can ask her when she contacts you? Anyway, you left all the contact information."

An Jie glanced at Lu Ming, and Lu Ming couldn't help but nodded after hearing this.

makes sense.

Lu Ming didn't think about it any more, and sat quietly in the car to rest.

He sat in the car and rested for a while, and the car arrived near the research institute in the afternoon.

"It's here."

An Jie stopped the car, and while shaking Lu Ming who had closed his eyes awake, reminded him:

"The research institute is not far ahead, but according to the agreement between you and the higher-ups, you cannot show up at the research institute, nor can you go to the research institute in person."

"I'll go to Pascal instead of you. If you have any needs, you can talk to him in the communication. Do you have any questions?"

"What could be the problem?"

Lu Ming spread out his hands and answered very cooperatively:

"Just listen to the above?"

The higher-ups are willing to help him meet Pascal, which is already very good. If he is asked to contact him, he may not even be able to find the other party's research institute, and he probably won't take care of himself if he finds Pascal.

Lu Ming is a very contented person now.

"That's good."

Seeing that he was so good at coming, An Jie nodded, and opened the car door smoothly:

"Then get ready to get off the car. Our appointment with Pascal is tomorrow. Let's sleep outside for the night and let the disobedient camp here."

Lu Ming turned his head and glanced outside the car, and found that there was an empty wasteland nearby, which was very suitable for disobeying them and moving out the crude camp before.

After getting off the car, An Jie parked the car on the edge of the wasteland, found a rock, sat on it, lit a cigarette, and looked at the sky in a daze while smoking.

Lu Ming stood beside the car, watching AK12 and the others build their camp.

Tents are easy to set up, but the tent that Lu Ming lived in before needs a lot of building materials to build.

But these are not difficult for the tactical dolls. In order to facilitate the battle, they all ordered the field survival skills. It is very simple to build a tent bracket, and it only takes a few hours at most.

After observing for more than ten minutes, Lu Ming lost interest in that side. He turned his head to look at An Jie who was sitting nearby, hesitated for a moment, and walked up.

"Anything for me?"

Seeing Lu Ming approaching, An Jie immediately extinguished the cigarette butt, threw it at her feet, then looked at Lu Ming who was sitting next to her, who seemed to have something to say, and said to him:

"Just tell me if you have anything to say, and I will try my best to answer you."

"It's nothing, I just want to ask, did the two of us have a good relationship before?"

Lu Ming seemed to mention something casually, but he was more concerned about his past affairs in his heart.

He tried to recall something through other people's words.

"Um... how do you say it?"

An Jie turned her head back, raised her head to the sky, tilted her head, and answered in thought:

"Colleague? Friend? Should we be considered friends?"

"should?"

"Because I don't know if you in the past regarded me as a friend."

An Jie smiled and turned to look at Lu Ming.

In this regard, Lu Ming shrugged and said to her:

"You asked me this, and I don't remember, so I can't answer you, but I think if he didn't regard you as a friend, he must have ulterior motives for you and wanted to have something other than friends with you."

Hearing Lu Ming's joke, An Jie glanced at him unexpectedly, smiled, and told him:

"You can't talk nonsense. If your boss finds out about this, I will inevitably be put in shoes."

boss?

After An Jie finished speaking, Lu Ming couldn't help but twitch his brows, thinking of the older female senior official he had guessed before.

How do you hear what An Jie means? He used to seem to have had an affair with this female boss?

Was he so heavy-mouthed before?

In Lu Ming's mind, the female boss who can be a senior member of the Security Bureau and likes to open the back door to the young fresh meat under her, may already be a mother-in-law.

Only such a guy can do such a thing.

No, no, he used to be able to do it, but now he, who has not been influenced by the officialdom, dare not even think about it.

"Well... can you tell me, what is the relationship between me and my boss...?"

Lu Ming pretended not to understand very much, and asked An Jie for advice. If the matter was true, he considered whether to use the amnesia to start a new life.

He is still young, and he doesn't want to experience the rich woman's happy ball.

But Anjie told him:

"What about you and your boss?"

"She is your senior. When you first joined Guoan, she was responsible for taking care of you. I heard that she helped you a lot intermittently."

It's over, since I just entered Guoan, I'm hers. Doesn't this mean that the other party's status has never been low, and I rely entirely on her momentum to get to this point?

"Then what is her status in Guoan?"

Lu Ming tried to dig out the bottom line of that boss, to see if he could continue to hang around in Guoan after offending her.

However, in order to avoid arousing An Jie's suspicion, he asked more tactfully:

"This time I came to Miss Pascal for personal reasons, and asked her to help me, but my boss...she can directly use the name of Guoan to help me with personal matters, she The status in the Security Bureau is not low, right?"

"In terms of position, she does have a very high status in the Security Bureau."

An Jie nodded, but did not refute Lu Ming's words.

Just a moment later, she paused and told Lu Ming:

"But from a personal point of view, she can help you work in the name of the Security Bureau because she is the daughter of our director."

"Sure enough, her position is scary..."