The starting system is awesome. Sorry, I am invincible.

When Hassan heard this, his expression changed wildly.

He stared so hard that he held his breath and didn't dare to open his mouth.

The entire back garden of the Presidential Palace was quiet for about two minutes.

The first thing to break the silence was the president's diarrhea.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Qin, you just arrived in Iraq today, and you haven't enjoyed the delicious food of Iraq yet. We won't talk about spies tonight, only the romance."

Qin Chuan didn't pay attention to Diarrhea's words, and he didn't even sit down to eat in order to show Diarrhea's dignity.

He can come to Iraq and lend him 1000 billion to give Diarrhea a chance, which is enough to give him face.

Faced with Hassan's clamor, he would not let it go easily.

"Hassan, am I right?"

Qin Chuan pressed forward and asked, "Are you a spy of Dia? Have you ever done anything detrimental to Iraq! Do you dare to swear to your god!"

Qin Chuan sternly scolded Hassan, who was stunned to the spot.

His breathing became heavy, his Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed.

Swear to God, this is the last line for the people of Iraq.

It's the same as asking a Fujianese to swear to Mazu.

The air seemed to freeze for dozens of seconds, and the embarrassment was broken by diarrhea again.

"Mr. Qin, tonight is not the right time to torture Hassan."

"Why? President Shi, I have found the spy for you, shouldn't you bring him to justice?"

His face changed slightly, but he still kept his smile.

He waved his hand and signaled the waiter on site to go down first.

Then he raised his chin and signaled the four guards to stand farther away.

Wait until there is no one within ten steps of the three people.

After having diarrhea, he regained his majestic demeanor and said, "Mr. Qin, you are indeed a master of counterintelligence. Hassan, are you convinced?"

Hassan sighed and returned to his calm demeanor.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, I offended you so much just now."

"What do you mean?"

If Hassan is not an Iraqi, he is not a major general in the Iraqi Army.

He is Chinese and will definitely be a master of face-changing in Sichuan Opera.

The speed with which he changed his face made Qin Chuan speechless.

Hassan trotted forward, personally pulled out a chair for Qin Chuan, and waited for him to sit down.

"Sorry, Mr. Qin, it was me who proposed to the president to test your skills."

With that said, Hassan came to the front of Qinchuan and bowed deeply to Qinchuan.

"Because the financial situation of Iraq is very serious, your charges are too expensive. As a last resort, I need to try your skills in person, otherwise it will be difficult to rest assured. After all, one billion US dollars can support too many of our soldiers and can make up for the loss." Our Army has too many ammunition depots."

While talking, Hassan helped the patient back to his seat.

After he sat down, he motioned to the two guards to carry Salimani's body away for disposal.

Shi Shi spoke for Hassan and said, "Major General Hassan is also thinking about the country of Iraq. I hope Mr. Qin can forgive you. You were frightened by tonight's conflict. How much mental compensation is required? You can set a price. I will never counter-offer."

Qin Chuan waved his hand, "No, this little scene won't scare me. It's just that Hassan's identity..."

Shili took a sip of the black tea in his cup and said, "Hassan is indeed Dia's spy, but he also has another identity. He is a double agent of our country."

"Double agent?"

"Yes, when Dia found Hassan as a spy, he immediately reported it to me. I immediately told Hassan to use his identity as a spy to spy on the United States' action plan."

Hassan continued, "Salimani's identity was also found out while I was working for Dia."

"Oh I got it."

Hassan raised his glass to Qin Chuan, "Mr. Qin, Yiguo does not drink alcohol, so I will apologize to you with tea instead of wine."

Qin Chuan also raised his glass, "It doesn't matter, after all, my fee is a bit expensive, and it contains these grievances."

Hassan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

I continued to add mutton chops. He looked like an old man in his sixties, and his appetite was amazing.

"Mr. Qin, in your last conversation, did you have a plan to annihilate the branch resistance forces now?"

Laxi asked casually.

This question immediately confused Hassan.

"Branch resistance army? Your Excellency, what do you mean by this?"

"Oh, Mr. Qin's main purpose in coming to Iraq is not to catch spies. His real purpose is to deal with the branch rebels."

Hassan was dumbfounded. "Your Excellency, it is the responsibility of our Third Infantry Division of the Iraqi Army to deal with the branch rebels. You have given such an important task..."

He frowned and raised his eyebrows, "What? Major General Hassan, do you have any questions about my arrangement?"

Hassan was worried, but he still said toughly, "Your Excellency, your generals will have objections if you do this."

"Opinions? What opinions? In the previous fight against the Saudi attack, your 3rd Infantry Division was retreating steadily. Then I gave you the task of fighting against the branch rebels, but the result was still ineffective at all. If it weren't for the protection of your 3rd Infantry Division, To save face, I have already assigned the task to others."

Hassan was so speechless that he didn't dare to refute a word.

"Call all the officers above second lieutenant of your Third Infantry Division tomorrow to listen to Mr. Qin's deployment!"

Hassan was very reluctant. He glanced at Qin Chuan, and then spoke the inland dialect of Iraq to Shi.

The two of them spoke a language smaller than Farsi, something only fellow villagers from one village could speak.

Obviously, Hassan wanted to keep the rest of the conversation as secret as possible for the sake of his own face.

"Your Excellency, this matter... I have to report this matter to General Mander first."

"There is no need to report to my son!" Laxi also said in dialect, "Hassan, don't you think it's embarrassing enough? We handled this matter secretly."

When Hassan heard this, he could only grit his teeth and nod.

After a while, the diarrhea stopped again, and he said in a compromised manner, "I will ask Mander to call everyone tomorrow..."

Qin Chuan ate nuts as if nothing happened and listened to the conversation between the two leisurely.

Although the other party speaks a very niche language, less than 2 people in the world know it.

But to Qin Chuan, who is proficient in languages ​​from all over the world, it sounds like his mother tongue.

Before coming, Qin Chuan had a preliminary understanding of the country of Iraq and knew that it had four headquarters.

It seems that one of the headquarters, Hassan's most superior.

It turns out that it is the direct line of the president's diarrhea unit, and the general inside is the son of diarrhea.

It's no wonder that Shi Shi is suspicious of the loyalty of his men.

And he is willing to spend so much money to hire himself to investigate spies.

It turns out that all the actions were taken to clear mines for his own son.

The old guy seemed to be embarrassed to call his son, but in fact, this was his original plan.

He is playing Hassan...

Qin Chuan, who saw everything through, didn't say anything, just like a guest who couldn't understand the dialect, burying his head in eating his own meal.

After that, the dinner went on quite harmoniously, and Hassan did not disrespect Qin Chuan again.

After the meal, Laxi took Qin Chuan around and talked about his future plans for Iraq.

Finally, Hassan escorted Qinchuan back to the hotel to rest again.

But this time, the car seemed relatively empty.

Because there is a lack of young people to share snacks...