Wu Chenxi glared at his men and said, "Think about your high salary and the tax-free concessions that are the same as those of soldiers. Just take the money and do well!"

"Yes, the director is right!"

Faced with the perfunctory responses from his subordinates, Wu Chenxi didn't take it seriously.

He stared at the green area of ​​Guangdong Province, and thought: Does this green area have anything to do with the king of yellow clothes?

Because of Tang Yingqiu's disappearance, Wu Chenxi secretly investigated Ma Sha, the king of yellow clothes. This guy was obviously doing something, but from what he was doing now, he couldn't tell what his purpose was.

It is also strange that the office has adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards the king of yellow clothes, only monitoring, but freeing up power to deal with the agents of various countries gathered in Yuezhou City.

Strange, so strange.

Tokyo, Japan.

A joint review meeting between the Cabinet Investigation Bureau and the Public Security Investigation Department.

"Little Bird You Jun, you really don't remember anything?" The old man sitting in the middle of the concave-shaped conference table asked in a low voice, "When the Guangdong Special Operations Team was completely destroyed. , You are responsible for leading one of the action teams. In the end, only you survived. You should remember some things as you should."

"I think I should have been exposed to amnestic light." Yuyuki Tori was full of guilt, "I can't remember anything. I think I might be captured."

The old man glanced at the dead fish-eyed middle-aged man on the left: "Head of Goto, what do you think?"

Goto scratched his hair and said in a lazy tone: "If I had just betrayed my companions and betrayed everyone, then I would definitely ask for amnestics."

Kotori Yuzuki looked at the man named Goto with a look of fear.

But Goto's conversation turned: "However, if I were an enemy and wanted to let people go, I would definitely be amnesticized. By relying on this alone, it is impossible to conclude that he betrayed his colleagues."

"But why was he let go?" The female senior official sitting on the other side of the old man frowned and said, "Could he have something implanted in his head through hints and other superpowers?"

"Can it be activated by a special code word? Or will it be activated when it comes into contact with pre-set key information?" The man sitting behind the "left arm" of the concave-shaped conference table pushed his glasses, "Anyway, Little Bird You Jun No one can continue to work in a secret agency."

"How about letting the Ministry of Health and Welfare arrange a job to take care of the forest in Hokkaido?" a participant behind the right arm of the concave-shaped conference table suggested with a smile. If it spreads, it will shake the confidence of the middle and lower levels. Seeing that there is nothing wrong with the forest, after all, as long as the level is not lowered, the annual salary will remain the same."

At this time, it was obvious that the old man who presided over the review meeting said: "Little Bird You Jun, you can leave for the time being."

Toriyuki Yuzuki stood up, bowed to the old man, then bowed to the conference table in all directions, and then left the room.

After he left, the old man said, "Section Chief Goto, Assistant Officer Nan, come with me and the meeting is over."

A few minutes later, the old man sat behind his desk in his big office, looking at the two younger generations on the sofa who were much younger than him.

"Section Chief Houteng, there are a lot of controversies about the recent actions of the Second Special Aircraft Division."

"Ah, about this, I have finished the report."

"It is not a report. The Prime Minister's Office is discussing whether the strategy of centralizing the management of problem children is correct, and is reviewing the necessity of establishing a special mobile team. However, this is not what I asked you to say. There is one thing to hand over. I'll do it for you."

The old man's voice fell, and both Goto and Nan received new work emails on their cell phones.

"Miko?" Nan frowned as he looked at the email. "There are people in the virtual anchor?"

"Can you really send them to Greater China like this? Maybe there will be potential SSS awakeners among them?" Goto said in a lazy tone that didn't matter to him.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, we don't have a way to test the qualifications. Without awakening, we will use them as unqualified people. Langley's intelligence shows that Mossad has already begun to move, and we must not fall behind, one of the famous products of this country. It’s beautiful girls and special industries. Compared with New Zealand and the Netherlands, where the same special industries are legal, we have a natural affinity for human species. We must make good use of it."

"As a civil servant, is it really appropriate to say such a thing?" Nan Tucao asked.

"Speaking shamelessly, it was originally the duty of a politician." Section Chief Goto teased.

Chapter 229 As a love comedy, how can we not show the pain of shopping with my sister (ten more)

In a blink of an eye, it was next Monday.

Because Rolls-Royce suddenly couldn't sit down with six girls, Gamasha, and one man, Pharaoh drove out a seven-seater MPV that day.

It doesn't matter if there is one less seat, anyway, the girls are relatively slim, just squeeze.

When they arrived at Xiaogang, Lao Wang put Ma Sha and the others directly in front of the subway station, because the ghost said that there are many shops on the way from the subway station to the cloth art market where you can find a lot of good things.

In this way, a team of six girls, Gamasha and a man, opened up to the fabric market.

The six girls are all very good-looking, and now they are dressed up in sailor suits, and the rate of turning around when walking on the street is called a high.

Fortunately, this area is not a downtown area, and there are relatively few people on weekdays. Otherwise, this wave of girls is afraid to swipe the screen in the local circle of friends.

Ma Sha walked at the back of the team, and Cai Shi on the left, the party secretary on the right. This is called "bullet-proof formation."

In this way, if the street suddenly becomes quiet, Cai Shi and the party secretary can make their fat a shield for Ma Sha.

Cai Shi seemed to want to join the small chats of the girls in front of her, but she didn't want to stop sticking to Ma Sha's side.

This area is the old town-it's the old town, not the village in the city. In fact, just over 20 years ago, this place was still part of the core urban area of ​​Yuezhou City, but now the bustling Dihu City and Shipaiqiao area were still rice fields at that time.

Now that the time has passed, it has become an old town, and prosperous high-rise buildings have grown on the rice fields.

Ma Sha actually likes the architectural style of the old city with a sense of time.

In the past, both sides of the road should be surrounded by the walls of the family courtyards of various units. Now the walls have been demolished, and the houses on the first floor of each building have been converted into storefronts.

Ma Sha remembered that when the house was divided, everyone was unwilling to choose the first floor. There were more mosquitoes and the accumulation of water in the southern sky was more serious than that of the upper floors. Egg.

It's not good now. The houses on the first floor have become storefronts, and some even have several stores for one suite, rented out to earn some money, while the upper floors can only be rented out to earn rent.

Feng Shui turns around.

The shops on the first floor in this area are basically fabric shops. Since entering the old town, the girls' travel speed has slowed down significantly. They began to choose fabrics from shop to shop, and Masha stood in front of the shop in a daze.

Although there was the party secretary and Cai Shi with him, he still couldn't change that if he had nothing to do.

The party secretary suggested: "Should we open a room for friends?

"good idea."

Ma Sha readily agreed.

As a result, unexpectedly, the three of them directly hit a circle, and the girls who selected the materials hadn't come out yet.

The owner of the shop, a fat aunt who looks more than 50 years old, smiled and took four mazas, divided one to the three of them, and took one to sit down.

"Young man, who is your girlfriend?" The aunt asked Ma Sha very interested.

Ma Sha said without hesitation: "It's all."

The party secretary and Cai Shi reacted together, and one person stepped on him.

The aunt raised her eyebrows, with a joyful expression of "Fucking a great conversation, GET": "Young people, it seems that these two pretty girls have a very good relationship with you."

Ma Sha pointed to Cai Shi: "Second wife."