Griffin's Son-in-law

Lu Ming muttered subconsciously, but soon, he suddenly realized again.

"Huh? What did you say in the last sentence? She is the daughter of our chief?"

Lu Ming immediately looked at An Jie, feeling as if he had heard something that he cared more about.

Daughter's daughter's, it doesn't really matter, Lu Ming is already very clear about the fact that the other party is covering the sky with his hands in the security bureau.

What he cares about is the hidden message of this sentence.

The daughter of the director of the Security Bureau, the daughter of the current director, she shouldn't be too old, right?

There's no reason for her to be an old woman. Her father hasn't retired yet, so he's still the director of the Security Bureau, right?

Chapter 38 95 Liaison

"how old is she?"

Lu Ming asked An Jie. Although it was impolite to ask other people's girls' ages like this, An Jie, who had been on the battlefield for many years, did not have such thoughts. She told Lu Ming:

"Senior, she...about 31 two? I don't know the details."

31 years old is actually not that old, especially in the world of Girls Frontline.

For example, Angelia in front of me, she was already 30 years old when the plot first started.

If it was Helian, it would probably be more...

Anyway, no matter what, the lady boss was much younger than he thought.

"Senior, when does she usually have a vacation?"

Lu Ming suddenly said this, and An Jie found that his name for his boss had suddenly changed.

"Why are you asking this?"

An Jie glanced at him suspiciously, but heard Lu Ming look up and say:

"I want to treat her to a meal. She has helped me so much, and I have to thank her very much."

"Then watch a movie together, attend a dance party, talk about life and ideals together in the sunset, and when you get tired at night, go to a roadside hotel..."

"Stop, don't tell me this."

An Jie held his forehead, interrupted his imagination a little helplessly, and then told him:

"You need to ask yourself this matter. Generally speaking, we don't have an exact vacation time. When we don't have tasks, we should be able to ask her."

"Is that so..."

Lu Ming nodded, indicating that he knew.

Next, Lu Ming and An Jie casually chatted about Guoan, and before they knew it, it was getting dark.

At this time, An Jie also stood up from the stone:

"I'm going to see how their camp is going. Don't sit here anymore. It will be very cold here at night. Find a tent and sit in it for a while."

After An Jie finished speaking, she went to AK12. Lu Ming was about to follow, but suddenly found that his communicator rang.

The source was an unknown number, and Lu Ming connected to the communication with doubts.

"Hey……"

Lu Ming heard a somewhat timid female voice from the opposite side, and there was still a trace of anxiety in the voice.

This voice was a bit familiar. Lu Ming thought for a while before recalling that it was the 95-style voice he had seen during the day.

"Is it Type 95?"

Lu Ming asked as soon as he opened his mouth, and soon he heard the other party's answer.

"Well, it's me, Commander, didn't disturb you?"

The 95-style speaks more carefully, with politeness and respect, which is very different from the attitude when intercepting their car during the day.

"No."

Lu Ming didn't think much about it, but was just a little curious, why the other party called so quickly.

Is she in such a hurry?

"It's fine if you don't."

Hearing Lu Ming's words, Type 95 breathed a sigh of relief, and then the communication fell into silence.

It seems that the 95 style doesn't know what to say, and it is even more impossible for Lu Ming to speak by himself, after all, the person who asked him for help is the other party.

In this way, the communication was silent for two or three minutes.

Of course, Lu Ming didn't know that the state of mind in Form 95 at this moment was very different from that in the morning.

During the day, Lu Ming's car was back, and the Type 95 encountered an accident.

At that time, she was still not sure that it was Lu Ming in the car, so she just took this number as a hope.

But at noon, the note carried by Type 95 was accidentally discovered by JS9.

Originally, the 95 style was thinking that it was just a piece of paper. When they found it, they found it. I never thought about it. After seeing this piece of paper, JS9 looked very surprised and asked her:

"Is this the number written down by the commander?"

Hearing what JS9 said, Type 95 was still in a daze, and asked her:

"Why do you say that?"

Who knows, JS9 told her:

"I recognize the commander's handwriting. When he was tutoring and teaching me, he wrote a lot of words and formulas. I am most familiar with his handwriting."

Hearing JS9's words, Type 95's heart seemed to be turned upside down, but on the surface, he asked JS9 with the same expression:

"you sure?"

"Of course, the commander has tutored me for a long time, and I know his handwriting very well. Is there any problem?"

JS9 looked at Form 95, and felt something was wrong in his heart, but soon, Form 95 shook his head and told her:

"It's nothing, I'm just a little surprised that you can recognize the commander's handwriting. This is indeed the contact information he left for me when he gave me the mission before."

Well, before, two hours ago.

Type 95 thought to himself.

Then he looked at JS9 again, and told her in an emotional tone:

"I can't find the commander now. I took out this piece of paper, just wanting to remember it."

Hearing what Type 95 said, JS9 immediately lowered his head in discomfort...

……

It was precisely because of this incident that Type 95 was completely certain that the person she found during the day was the commander.

Therefore, when she called at night, she had very complicated emotions.

I was afraid of disturbing the commander, but I missed him very much.

There are also many emotions mixed together, which makes her somewhat at a loss as to how to communicate with the commander.

But soon, the 95-style also noticed that her emotions were wrong, she took a deep breath, and suppressed the ups and downs in her heart.

After a while, Lu Ming heard the low voice of Type 95, and asked him a little humblely:

"Can I...can I see you?"

What's the matter, didn't she come to ask for help?

Lu Ming didn't react a little bit, the attitude of the other party changed a lot compared to when they first met during the day, and he was a little cautious.

Lu Ming thought it was because Type 95 wanted to ask him for help.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't mention this matter, but instead asked him if he could meet up like a little girl calling a crush.

For a while, Lu Ming didn't know how to answer, but when the 95-type heard that he didn't reply, he thought he was unwilling, and immediately said:

"Sorry, I was abrupt, then we'll be on the phone..."

"No, you want to talk to me personally?"

Lu Ming also reacted quickly, and felt that he might be worrying too much, and the other party might think it would be more convenient and safer to have an in-person interview.

So he promised:

"Yes, we can meet up. If you want the address and time, I will send it to you in two days."

"Would you... would you like to see me?"

Lu Ming was a little surprised when he heard the 95-style tone, and made a special statement to himself. Lu Ming nodded and told her:

"Yes, but I hope you can keep my identity a secret when the time comes."

What Lu Ming thought was that if he was not allowed to reveal his identity in public, then the private room should be fine, right?Anyway, the above didn't know about it.

At that time, on the condition of helping, let Type 95 keep his identity as Guoan a secret, and there shouldn't be any major problems.

Chapter 39 brother it's sick

Lu Ming would agree to meet with Form 95 alone, mainly because the Griffin figure opposite is too attractive, the big breasted sister Yu with black silk, won his liking.

I just don't know if the opponent has a commander, if so...

Can you use this help to bring her over?

Lu Ming thought badly.

Type 95 didn't know that she was being targeted, and if she knew, she might be speechless.

She is now immersed in the joy of finally finding the commander. It took her half a minute to calm down and said to Lu Ming:

"Then it's settled, Commander. I'm waiting for your news about the time and place of the meeting."

After the communication was over, Lu Ming had time to stand up from the rock, stretched his sedentary waist for a while, and went to AK12 and the others.

After passing by, Lu Ming found a tent standing on the wasteland. Several tents, a simple camp, had already been established.