The National Director is Mr. Perfect

"Are you kidding me?"

Ma Lin couldn't believe it.

Because this kind of thing is too scary, why does this boy feel scared at all when he speaks it out.

Jun Ci raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's all right after all."

A group of police officers downstairs probably also received the news, and when the final stalemate failed, they shouted loudly at the terrorists to surrender.

It is a pity that the terrorists resolutely refused.

They were still shouting some slogans, and after a few minutes they shot at the police without hesitation.

The American police were all impulsively linked. When they fired, the natural police also fired.

Under the advantage of the number of people crushed, the terrorists were eventually killed.

After Jun Ci watched this scene upstairs, Ma Lin was stunned.

The surrounding panic is disturbing, but the Junci staying in the hotel room seems to be unable to feel it.

It's like enjoying an interesting performance.

Ma Lin was a little pale, until Jun Ci turned her head and said: "Miss Ma Lin, I think it is necessary to investigate your assistant after you go back. I think there are not many people who want to know that you will come to me."

Ma Lin was startled, and then she seemed to know something, and her expression became a little unbelievable.

After a while, Junci's doorbell rang.

Outside the door was a strange man with a handsome face like a typical American man, and he was very tall.

Seeing Junci opening the door, he directly held up a certificate to Junci: "FBI."

Junci: "..."

The FBI is the FBI that Junci has been hearing from all aspects for so long.

They seem to have great power and are active in various TV dramas, but they are not common in reality.

This is the first time Junci has seen it.

She slid into the room. Ma Lin was sitting there cramped with her hands. The FBI agent obviously knew that, and said directly to Ma Lin: "I'm sorry, Miss Marlene Lonsdale, I and the Emperor I have something to discuss, can I trouble you to avoid it?"

Ma Lin didn't understand what the young man was talking about just now, but saw that he showed his ID.

She intuitively felt something she shouldn't listen to, nodded and said to Jun Ci: "Then I will leave first."

Now that the police have killed the terrorist, she can leave here.

The most important thing is that the emperor just said such a terrible thing, she needs to go back and investigate it quickly.

Ma Lin left, Junci went straight into the house, and the FBI agent walked in with little politeness: "The emperor, director of Huaguo, 21 years old this year, a senior at Huaguo Longfu University, about to graduate. Huaguo Game Company The chairman of Man'an and the chairman of the American Silori Group have also been involved in the cyber hacking community. Even the famous hacker Lucifer works under your banner. You, a Chinese director, are really amazing."

"Mag Weir, 32 years old, FBI first-class agent. He was promoted two years ago and has the eighth level of sharing rights to the intelligence database. He suffered brain stimulation as a child and his parents including his sister died in terrorist attacks. Years ago, because of the death of his boss, he was identified as a suspect and demoted from the FBI. Now he is just an ordinary agent."

The boy turned his head to look at the agent: "Did you say I was right?"

Mag's face changed, but he was not surprised: "My information is not very concealed, and we also know that you have a certain amount of hacking skills, which is not surprising."