Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

"I can sign a confidentiality agreement again." Yan An sat upright, his back straight, his eyes firm.

I feel like the red scarf around my neck couldn’t be any brighter.

Song Bojian remained silent.

He squatted down, pinched another red pill between his fingers, pinched Zhao Mingzhao's jaw, and inserted the pill.

The pill melted in his mouth and he woke up quickly, but he was a little confused when he learned that Song Bojian was a member of the Gu Long Army.

Yan An was also confused. She had only heard of Gu Long novelists and Gu Long perfumes. What was the Gu Long Army?

She had never heard of it since she came to this world.

Zhao Mingzhao called his colleagues in their department again, looked at Song Bojian and then at Yan An.

When he looked at Yan An, he sighed several times in a row.

This was totally inconsistent with his usual carefree and uninhibited smile. Instead, he seemed like an old man who was worried sick.

Outside, gunshots and shouts were heard. The three people in the secret room sat in their own places, and no one spoke.

At this time, Yan An had already thought of the reason why she would continue to "admire" Fu Shen after Zhao Mingzhao told her about Fu Shen.

That's because she is in love, and this brain has blocked all her meridians, and no one can persuade her.

Even though Fu Shen was a madman and an outlaw, she still loved him...

Song Bojian suddenly asked, "Since you've successfully gained Fu Shen's trust through your previous experience abroad, why don't you close the net?"

Zhao Mingzhao glanced at Yan An and then looked at Song Bojian, smiling, "Teacher Song, let's talk about it after we get out."

"Do you want other people to know about you?" Song Bojian looked at him calmly, "I will let Yan An be a non-staff member of our army. She already knows, you can tell her."

Zhao Mingzhao, “…”

"I don't want to be a non-staff member." Yan An raised his hand and raised an objection.

Song Bojian's gaze fell on her. "So you want to be watched 24 hours a day? To prevent you from revealing Zhao Mingzhao's undercover identity, their department will do this until his mission is completed."

Yan An, “…” I don’t want to.

After all, sometimes her behavior is abnormal, such as suddenly rushing to save someone without knowing anything.

Now the question comes back to why Zhao Mingzhao didn't send the person in since he had already gained Fu Shen's trust.

"Fu Shen doesn't trust anyone, otherwise he wouldn't have left without saying anything today and left me here.

I have no evidence of what he did before, but now he is doing clean business.

This time, the police have no evidence to prove that he and the buyer did the business, right? Even though the police seized the person and the goods.

The two civil servants fell silent.

Yan An lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

She was relieved. After all, she had her goal, and turning this article into a sweet one was what all readers expected.

If the task is not completed.

According to the original story, the original owner suffered silently, while Jiang Xiaobai suffered clearly...

Maybe we can send Fu Shen in after completing the mission.

What should Jiang Xiaobai do then? This is a weird and unsolvable circle.

The protagonist's difficult background...

When the other two came to their senses, they found that Yan An had lowered her head, and they could only see the whorl of her hair, which looked like a wilted cabbage in the field.

Song Bojian paused and said, "Actually, non-staff members don't have to do anything. They just need to work occasionally, and they get a salary and various insurance and benefits. The treatment is very good."

Yan An showed his eight teeth in a serious manner, "That's great, I'm willing to join."

Song Bojian, "..." Did he guess wrong this time?

At this time, the iron gate was knocked several times regularly, and the gunshots outside gradually became less.

Song Bojian stepped forward and opened the door, and a team of well-equipped armed men came in.

Among them was one person Yan An knew, Brother Liu Yong.

Liu Yong obviously saw Yan An as well, but he was now in uniform and obviously couldn't be as casual as when he was a bodyguard.

I didn't say hello, but I was just wondering why Yan An was always there when something big happened.

This unlucky kid.

And what about the lipstick mark on the boss's face... No one reminded him, so he'd better not say anything.

Yan An noticed Liu Yong's gaze and immediately approached Song Bojian and whispered, "Boss, there's something on your face."

Just now, there were so many explosive news that she had no time to think about whether there was anything wrong with the red mark.

Song Bojian raised his hand and touched the side of his face. Yan An nodded and said, "Rub it harder."

"Help me." He bent down.

Just as Yan An was about to take action, a hand reached out from the side and wiped Song Bojian's face.

The lipstick marks were wiped off in a few seconds.

Zhao Mingzhao smiled, "You're welcome."

Song Bojian nodded and said nothing.

The people who came in checked the surroundings and protected the four people in the middle to evacuate. The unconscious James was carried on someone's back.

None of the other three took off their masks or held guns.

Coming out of the secret room, they were three innocent witnesses who were implicated.

In the eyes of the group of people who came in, Song Bojian was a disguise, but Yan An and Zhao Mingzhao were innocently implicated. The two had to be protected and sign a confidentiality agreement.

As for the fact that Yan An was about to become a non-staff member of their army, they naturally didn't know about it.

The people around were on guard and took the witnesses to find cover to avoid attacks from time to time, making the three innocent people look very pitiful.

At least that's what the local police, who were assisting the operation from a distance with binoculars, saw.

Actually...

The three people who were protected in the middle were talking because they had free time, and the others were confused.

Zhao Mingzhao: "You won't return it?"

Yan An: "Yes, there is nothing we can do about it."

Song Bojian: "...Now is not the time to talk about this."

Zhao Mingzhao: "I think she seems a little confused."

Yan An: "I won't let him go."

What riddles are they playing?

After sending several people safely into the car, Liu Yong saw the boss with no expression, Zhao Mingzhao with an angry face, and Yan An with a determined face in the rearview mirror.

……

In the back row, Zhao Mingzhao crossed her arms, frowned, and didn't want to talk to Yan An. Yan An also turned sideways to look out the window, so that no one could see her expression.

Song Bojian in front knew that Yan An had no romantic feelings for Fu Shen.

He didn't have to worry about her revealing anything to Fu Shen. Firstly, he trusted her, and secondly, he was sensitive enough to sense that her heart was not biased towards Fu Shen.

So why is Yan An so determined to make outsiders think that she likes Fu Shen?

Why did I suddenly feel lost just now? I was like a moth that couldn't find the light.

The three were secretly taken to the local police station. Song Bojian didn't know where he went for the time being, leaving Zhao Mingzhao and Yan An sitting in an office drinking water.

Through the frosted glass, you can see the busy police officers walking around outside.

Yan An felt Zhao Mingzhao's gaze on her from time to time, and she pretended to play with her cell phone.

Knowing that this was unreasonable, she didn't know how to explain the so-called love brain.

The phone vibrated. Zhao Mingzhao picked it up and saw that it was Fu Shen calling. He said to Yan An, "Don't make a sound."

Yan An nodded in agreement.

The office was soundproofed, and Zhao Mingzhao answered the phone.

"Brother Fu, what's wrong?"

"What happened?" Fu Shen's voice was cold.

Zhao Mingzhao was surprised. "Something happened?"

"What were you doing? The director said you weren't at the recording site."