In Ji Fengyun's ward, Dong Lanjiao changed his madness outside, and reported with a solemn expression on his face.

"After several tests, Su Haiyan has no special performance, her speech is naive and unorganized, and she is as timid as a mouse. She is incontinent and begging for mercy when she is scared. It is certain that she does not have the ability as she said."

Leng Shi listened blankly, fiddling with the camera she carried.

"Leng Lu, this is the latest camera from abroad? Leng Ba hasn't been completely remodeled. It still looks too eye-catching. It doesn't match your identity as a small reporter in a small city newspaper. Please pay attention."

Leng Lu was very convinced by him and explained it seriously.

"According to the plan, I took advantage of the expedition to catch the path of the high-level troops of Province A. This camera was sent by Chen Muen's son to please me and passed the clear road."

Leng picked up his eyebrows, and subconsciously glanced at Ji Fengyun, who was irritable and patient on the hospital bed.

Chen Muen was the deputy commander of the army in Province A. Leng Lu hooked up with his son so quickly, he must have been guided by the young master behind him.

"What can I say about such a small matter!"

Ji Fengyun interrupted the words of the two henchmen, impatiently instructing Leng Lu.

"This time you are transferred here urgently to give Leng Jiu a start. She has been spotted over there."

Leng Lu Gong should be sent out by Ji Fengyun.

Leng Shi went outside with her and explained Leng Jiu's current disguised identity in person.

"Xinbing Camp Feng Aihua? I remembered, and I will go over to interview her immediately." Leng Lu agreed calmly.

Leng Shi didn't talk much at first, and was forced to adapt a lot after being worn by Ji Fengyun for two days.

"The young master is in a bad mood, and things are done beautifully. Please pay attention to Jian Ruyi in your unit. She has a good background and can take advantage of the situation.

"Don't worry, I have more experience than you, Junior Brother."

Leng Lu smiled charmingly, took the camera and straddled his chest, put on a white sheep shearing hat, a large napped scarf of the same color, black sunglasses framed on the sweetheart neckline of a sky blue wool sweater, and a **** yellow horn under the long army coat Wearing trousers and a pair of shiny black half-high-heel shoes, in a blink of an eye he became a chic and stylish reporter Dong.

Leng Shi was indifferent to her joking, and with a slumped face, he reminded him: "If you look good at Su Haiyan, maybe the young master is still useful."

"Like a little old man." Leng Lubai glanced at him, opened the black lady's purse, and took out the small mirror to touch up his makeup.

"Don't paint it, it's like eating a dead mouse." The cold picking up close to Mo was black, and followed Ji Fengyun closely, speaking not very nicely.

"What do you know." Leng Lu glanced at him again, put away the small lipstick mirror, listened to the voice at the door, raised his eyebrows, put on a sincere and fearful appearance, opened the door and retreated.

"Sorry to interrupt, I'm really a reporter. I just want to get some information. I'm going now, here's going."

She accidentally bumped into someone, and subconsciously said sorry first, and then panicked to apologize.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention to someone behind me, didn't I step on you?"

Ji Chang glanced at her, then took a second look at the sunglasses on her sweetheart neckline.

The woman couldn't help but bow and apologize, her sunglasses dangled, and the sweater under her sunglasses dangled more fiercely, eye-catching.

"Are you a reporter?"

Ji Chang glanced at the cold pick up like a wooden stake inside the door. He didn't expect to take a word out of his mouth, and asked indifferently the female reporter who appeared inexplicably.

With cold picking, how could it be possible to let people in casually.

"Yes, this is my work permit!"

Dong Lanjiao took out his work permit from his bag and offered it with both hands respectfully!

Ji Chang didn't answer, glanced at the small ID photo, confronted the woman in front of him, and quickly glanced at the official seal on the corner of the photo, as well as her name.

"Military newspaper. Where did you get the news?"