But then he felt that it was impossible for Agent Mi to pay attention to him. First of all, he was not an agent and would not be recorded. Secondly, during his trip to Rice, no one knew about it except the limited number of people such as the head of state. Therefore, there is no possibility of leaking the whereabouts.

Then the only possibility is that the person staring at the back of the car is either Murong Xinyue or Shangguan Gao Fei.

At the thought, he opened the perspective magic power.

Following a Chevrolet car trailing behind, there were only two people in the car, a serious white middle-aged man, and a tall black man.

His gaze went straight through their suits and he saw the documents in their pockets.

"It's the CIA."

CIA Abbreviation for the Central Intelligence Agency of the Confederate State of the United States. The CIA is one of the three major intelligence agencies of the Confederate State. Its main task is to collect and analyze publicly and secretly information on foreign governments, companies, terrorist organizations, individuals, politics, culture, science and technology, etc. , Coordinate the activities of other domestic intelligence agencies, and report this intelligence to the work of various departments of the government of the country.

The CIA has great powers. Sometimes, the President of the United States cannot interfere with their actions.

Song Yan retracted his gaze and quietly looked at Murong Xinyue and Shangguan Gao Fei.

Murong Xinyue's expression was as usual.

However, Shangguan Gao Fei's eyes glanced vaguely at the reflective environment, and his eyes were a little more agitated and disturbed.

At this point, Song Ye was almost sure that the two CIA agents who followed them targeted Shangguan Gao Fei.

Why does the CIA agent follow Shang Gao Fei, is she an agent or intelligence agent in another country?

Thinking of this, Song Kun opened the perspective magic power again, looking at the pair of high boots of Shangguan Gao Fei.

A sharp stab is hidden in the left boot, and a small pistol is hidden in the right boot.

At this point, Song Zheng has been absolutely certain that Shangguan Gao Fei is not an ordinary person, most of whom is an agent or an intelligence officer. I don't know which country she serves.

Song Kun came to the country with special missions. Since Shangguan Gao Fei was caught by the CIA, his best choice was to get out as soon as possible to avoid extravagance.

After half an hour.

Shang Guan Gao Fei drove Song Yong and Murong Xinyue to a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown and stopped.

"Don't look at this restaurant's small scale, but the cuisine is particularly authentic, even in China, it is difficult to eat!" Shangguan Gao Fei introduced Song Song and Murong Xinyue.

"Really? Then I'll kill you fiercely!" Murong Xinyue waved her fist. She must pay attention to her image at any occasion in the country. When she came to the rice country, she was all for it. It's a lot easier and I don't have to wear a mask anymore.

"You are a star, aren't you afraid of eating fat?" Shangguan Gao Fei joked.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Ben has a special constitution and will not get fat no matter how she eats it." Murong Xinyue was proud of her face.

Talking, the three walked into this Chinese restaurant.

The two CIA agents who followed Shangguan Gao Fei also parked nearby and walked towards this restaurant.

So blatant, it seems that they have the favorable evidence for Shangguan Gao Fei and are ready to arrest.

Thinking of this, Song Yan looked at Shangguan Gao Fei, and sure enough, her expression became increasingly restless.

"Miss Antiquity, you are here, please come in soon!"

A middle-aged man wearing a chef's hat greeted him with a smile on his face, and said politely that his accent carried a taste of southern Fujian, which should come from the southern Fujian side.

Shangguan Gao Fei said with a smile: "Lao Zhou, these two are my friends from China. You must make some good dishes."

"Sure, sure!" Lao Zhou nodded, and then smiled at the two of Song Yong: "Welcome the two compatriots to Los Angeles, I am the owner and chef of this restaurant ..."

After a brief greeting, the three took their seats, and Lao Zhou personally carried a teapot with the tea for the three.

Song Wei is a bit strange. Since the food in this restaurant is very authentic, why is the business so light? You must know that it is the time to dine at this moment. There is no customer in the restaurant except for them.

"Lao Zhou, what's going on, and why no one came to eat in the shop?" Shangguan Gao Fei also found this question and asked.

"Ah." Lao Zhou sighed sadly: "My shop was watched by the speeding party and asked me to transfer the shop to them. I don't agree, they sent people over every day to make trouble, and tossed a few times in a row. Now, who dares to come to my restaurant for dinner? I'm afraid it won't be long before my store closes! "

Speaking of this, Lao Zhou's tone was filled with helplessness and grief.

The slogan of Miguo Freedom shouted loudly. In fact, the Chinese are very easy to be ignored and marginalized here.

Because the Chinese are notoriously hardworking and hard-working, and the wages they demand are low, many Mi people even clamored to expel the Chinese because their jobs were robbed by the Chinese.

In the contemporary era, most Yanhuang people are proud to go abroad or get a green card in the rice country. Even many people who get a green card think they will be superior. In fact, in the eyes of most rice people, the yellow people are lowly races.

Yanhuang is a backward country. All factories can only produce socks and shirts.

"Slap! Those **** are too abominable!" Shangguan Gao Fei slaps on the table and scolds.

Murong Xinyue also showed his indignation and said, "Did you not call the police, Lao Zhou?"

"Why didn't report!" Lao Zhou's expression was more helpless, and a little more angry: "The rice policemen just came to the cinema, and when they haven't arrived, the gang of grandchildren slipped away, waiting for the police As soon as they left, they came again! "

"Isn't the Rice Police calling the fastest police?" Murong Xin Yue wondered.

Shangguan Gao Fei sneered: "Xiaoyueer, you are too naive. The Rice Police are the police of the Rice Kingdom. They are not so concerned about our Chinese affairs. If I am not wrong, the speeding party should be with the Rice Country. The police have some collusion! "

"Who said no, I also heard that the speeding party and the police had some collusion!" Said Lao Zhou deeply.

Murong Xinyue was stunned, not expecting the darkness of Rice.

"What are your plans for Lao Zhou in the future?" Murong Xinyue asked again.

Lao Zhou hated, "What else can I do, arms ca n’t twist my thighs, and I can only sell the shop back to the shop. These days, I have been looking for recipients. "

Just then, the two CIA agents walked into the restaurant, and Lao Zhou said sorry to the three and quickly greeted them.

When Shangguan Gao Fei saw the two detectives coming to the restaurant blatantly, his face was a little pale, and he was thinking about how to escape, but everyone dared to appear in the restaurant. It must have been arranged and waited. Arrest.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but have a decisive look in her eyes, she had to touch the pistol in her boots subconsciously.

[Author off topic]: Thanks to L Xiaojian for his reward

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