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After all, Yang Xiu approached the car and silently looked at the woman in the car who looked up at her.

It's not that she mustered up her courage, but Yang Xiu realized that if she didn't show up, this woman would probably wait here all night, not sleeping, but sitting in the back compartment, waiting for her.

Seeing Xu Zhen like this, Yang Xiu felt faint pain in her heart, but her face was indifferent. When Xu Zhen got out of the car, she rubbed her tired eyebrows and wanted to pull her, Yang Xiu quickly took a step back, letting Xu Zhen's hand Suspended in the air, stay for a moment, and let it go quietly.

"How much do you know?"

The voice is unfamiliar to Xu Zhen, with a cold tone. It seems that such a voice has never come out of Yang Xiu's mouth. Most of the time, this delicate and beautiful person is either calm or friendly to others. Xu Zhen has never seen or heard of such a coldness.

Putting her hand in mid-air back and hugging her arm, Xu Zhen smiled helplessly, "Very rarely, you don't want others to know, and I don't know either, tonight... I originally wanted to have dinner with you, but seeing that you left in a hurry, I was a little worried, so I drove to find you, although I almost couldn't recognize you because of the change of clothes, but you, I can always recognize you."

The voice was soft and gentle, as if comforting and calming the other party's anxiety, he spoke in detail and carefully, without any dissatisfaction because of Yang Xiu's questioning tone, and he was so tolerant that Yang Xiu felt sad.

The indifference that hangs on the face, in front of such a person and such an attitude, who can bear to hang on all the time.

His hands were behind his back, he didn't want Xu Zhen to touch him, of course it wasn't because he hated being touched by Xu Zhen, but because he hated himself who just killed someone.

Xu Zhen hid his tiredness behind his smile, smiled lightly, and said, "You won't resign and kick the boss tomorrow because you were followed by the boss today, right?"

Yang Xiu's face tightened.

If you are not tense, you will not be able to help laughing.

Relaxed a little in my heart, I didn't come here to ask questions, I saw Xu Zhen behind me before, and the eyes and eyes were worried, so I told her to look for her later, not for anything else, just to let her see myself Can feel at ease.

in this way.

The smiles gradually receded, and they turned silent. Although they no longer faced each other coldly, they didn't know what to do. After a while, Yang Xiu whispered, "Go to bed early."

Start to back off.

"Xiaoxiu..."

Xu Zhen's call came from behind, and some words and emotions were mixed in the call, which made Yang Xiu feel more entangled.This time I didn't stop again, and drifted away.

Returning to the rented house without electricity, the dark room barely maintained a blurry level with the help of the lights below. Yang Xiu took off her clothes, stood under her hood, let the cold water wash herself, and finished washing in ten minutes. , took out two batteries and connected them to the computer, and looked at the storage disk given to her by the bald head seriously.

Pages of information, passing by Xu Zhen’s photos by chance, whether far or near, the camera angles are hidden and difficult to detect. Occasionally, Xu Zhen can be seen looking at the camera slightly above and smiling, which is seeing a familiar person Xu Zhen at that time.

There are remarks on each photo, which are detailed and clear, but they are not the style of the T function group. This storage disk is not the information obtained by T1, but the information that T1 was behind the box was used as an excuse, and Yang Xiu was able to surface. intelligence.

Until dawn, Yang Xiu greeted the rising sun with a cold face and dialed the bald man's phone.

"Is it possible that Times CEO Xu Zhen knows me?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, "Did you find something wrong?"

Because of the few seconds of silence, Yang Xiu had a sneer on her face, and she did not hesitate to speculate with the greatest malice, "Why did you ask me for this mission? Besides T1, who else is the source of information? Is the source of information now Still in the era? What else do I not know?"

The questions became sharper and colder than the other, because the person on the other side of the phone was trusted by Yang Xiu, so he asked, and if he asked clearly, it was equivalent to expressing his opinion.

"Ping An, it's not what you should do to get to the bottom of it."

"You have concealed too much, which affects my judgment."

The bald head was silent for a long time, Yang Xiu knew that such threats made him embarrassed, so he stopped talking.

After a long time, the voice of the bald head came into the headset, "The bureau never interferes with foreign affairs, and I have no information to share, but you have the right to investigate any issues you think are related to it."

Although it was not a direct answer, it also answered Yang Xiu's question as much as possible.

He didn't deny it in one word. In addition, the bald head's answer had another meaning - there are other people involved in this bureau, but it has nothing to do with his own people.

Yang Xiu was silent for a long time and said thank you.

Before hanging up the phone, the bald head suddenly said, "The dumb and the glasses miss you very much. The glasses always want to return the box to you and continue to be your soldier. The dumb has the same idea. Originally, I also thought I could wait for you, wait You adjust yourself."

Yang Xiu shut her mouth and waited for the bald head to finish speaking.

"But your current mentality is becoming more and more unsuitable for Group T, even worse than just retiring..."

"Yang Ping'an, you don't want to go back to Group T anymore, do you?"

Yang Xiu finally hung up the phone in silence.

Say hate, yes.

There are also complaints.

Say nostalgia, who can say no.

Throwing away the sunglasses, putting myself on the bed, closing my eyes and opening them again, I arrived at the time to go to work, changed my clothes, packed up and went out and entered the elevator, only to see my eyes that couldn't find the answer again on the mirror wall of the elevator.

In the morning, I received news from Mute that the police had already dispatched to arrest her. The evidence was conclusive. It lasted more than half a year. Mute needed to clean up and avoid the limelight. She only had time to send the clothes to her by courier in the same city. She was semi-forced without saying hello sent away.

The three locations counted yesterday will be further cleaned up by the police.As an undercover agent, the mute has a murder certificate. As long as he does not kill the wrong person, even if it is a much more formal anti-drug brigade than Group T, human life is only equal to a [-]-word report.

When walking to the Times Building, Yang Xiu suddenly stopped and thought about it. It seemed that there was some information that felt special but couldn't remember what it was about?

about what?

Seems like more than one thing?

People often talk about the so-called sixth sense or intuition, but in fact, this is a talk. If you are idealistic, it can be related to the past, present, heaven and earth.Analyzing from a scientific point of view, it is not an inexplicable influence such as a magnetic field, but a sense and premonition of the direction of events or certain situations that come from the information captured by the subconscious without subjective awareness.

Backbox people have special training on this point. This kind of people are exposed to too much information, and they are most likely to have a sixth sense or intuition. Influence, just like you originally thought that you should go east, if people around you give various reasons to think that going west is right, you are likely to hesitate and even think about it carefully, and feel that you should really go west .

All day long, Yang Xiu spent all her free time thinking about it silently, using some simple algorithms to sift through the information she came across in the past few days. This kind of thing can't be rushed, too urgent is also a misjudgment The reason is that Yang Xiu is very experienced and adjusted her state slowly until she entered Xu Zhen's office for the last time.

Looking at Xu Zhen, Yang Xiu was suddenly taken aback.

Isn't Xu Zhen a good player in the data?It doesn't mean that there is one in the office where she made hand models by herself, and the material is sea warm which is easy to radiate.

Looking at the empty desktop.

What about hand models?

The author has something to say:

The small green characters in this chapter originally wanted to tell everyone: Since you and I had a great time yesterday, the author decided to cultivate his body and mind until the weekend, and only keep daily updates this week...

Then Xiaoy's long comment came, I really want to hold you and cry, there is no draft box at all, hey.

This chapter was written on the way to work in the morning, and it will be posted first, with two more updates, and it will be posted irregularly in the evening (when it will be finished and when it will be posted), everyone should actively browse the page. . .

Whispered, I actually think that little y is better written than 3n, 3n's dead boy paper is copied and pasted at the end of it, is there any reason, I will exchange it with you for two, you are a bit at a loss, and I am sorry for 3n for three replacements, so we are still two Let's change it.