100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death

Before leaving, Zheng Xingguo reminded him: "Next Saturday morning, all the core team members will see the other side, the focus is to introduce the new 12 new members and train them. Before that, you are best. First contact the other two of the Ministry of Public Security and get in touch with each other."

Ye Wenxuan: "Received."

Zheng Xingguo said at the end: "The meeting place is at the anti-terrorist alliance base in the United States. You will gather at the airport on Friday, and then you will follow the people. Finally, don't give the special department a shame."

Ye Wenxuan is not too strong: "Ah?...oh."

Zheng Xingguo frowned: "The answer is so weak and heavy."

Ye Wenxuan stood upright and raised his chest: "I promise not to shame the special department!"

However, it is true that this is true...

When he took the phone numbers of the other two people and tried to come out to meet and meet each other for a while, they all touched the wall.

The older anti-terrorism commissioner called Zhang Boyuan, the attitude is very polite: "I am sorry, it has been busy recently and may not be able to see the time."

Another special policeman is even simpler.

Ye Wenxuan called: "Is Zou Jie?"

The man over there is breathing heavily: "Sorry, I am practicing boxing. I am Zou Jie, who are you?"

Ye Wenxuan: "Oh, I am Ye Wenxuan, we will be together next week..."

His words had not been finished, and the man came to the receiver with a cold voice, and then the phone was hung up.

Ye Wenxuan: "???"

At this point, he had to admit one thing.

He seems, maybe, should be... disgusted by two other colleagues?

"Because you are going in the back door." Xing Yuan heard the cause and effect and answered him simply and neatly.

Ye Wenxuan: "...that's why they haven't felt the thunder of my thunder!"

Xing Yuan glanced at him.

Ye Wenxuan and his eyes: "You look at the mentally retarded eyes are very unfriendly, it is very necessary to feel the arrogance of my overlord."

Xing Yuan pressed him to the sofa: "That's a feeling here."

Then made a cool.

The next day I went to see Casey, Ye Wenxuan was not too reconciled. He pondered for a while and simply returned to the office and asked his colleague for a question.

During this time, Zhong Lei was following the case of a foreign spy, and went close to the Ministry of Public Security. He heard his words move from the computer screen: "Zhang Boyuan and Zou Jie?"

"Yeah." Ye Wenxuan moved over the chair next to him in the vacant seat and sat down slowly: "We will go together next week. The vice team let me have a good relationship with the people. As a result, the two seem to be waiting for me."

Zhong Lei: "Have you contacted them?"

Ye Wenxuan said yes: "I don't think it's wrong."

Zhong Lei sighed: "Well, what reaction do they both have?"

Ye Wenxuan said something about calling himself.

Before he finished, Zhong Lei had already licked his mouth and his shoulders moved twice.

Ye Wenxuan is suspicious: "Zhong Ge, are you laughing?"

Zhong Lei waved his hand: "No, no."

"Zhang Boyuan is a relatively smooth person. He doesn't want to see you, and he won't really offend you." He looked around and saw no one was there. He whispered with Ye Wenxuan: "But recently the Ministry of Public Security did pick up a few big ones. In the case, Zhang Boyuan said that it is not wrong. As for whether he really has no time to come out..."

He spread his hand: "I think the credibility is relatively high. When they encounter a case, they are too wasted time to eat."

Ye Wenxuan: "Oh..."

Zhong Lei: "What is the other name?"

Ye Wenxuan looked down at the phone address book: "Zou Jie."

"That guy..." Zhong Lei said: "The temper is not as good as Zhang Bo, and he is very good. He loves to hate and hate it. He used to be the captain of the team. He has not only played once. But because the skill is really good, many people can compete against each other. Picking ten, their captain did not kick the team out, but it was very reusable."

Ye Wenxuan’s face was horrified.

Zhong Lei: "It is estimated that there are some opinions on the list passed by this application, and I have not given you a good face."

Ye Wenxuan faintly said: "He won't think that I am the **** of the back door..."

Zhong Lei said sincerely: "It should be." Another said: "I heard that it is indeed a back door, but we all know what you are, but people are the Ministry of Public Security, hey, certainly do not know the real situation. ”

He patted the shoulders of the youth: "When you are diligent, don't know how to get to school. The two are not particularly bad for the Lord. If you work together for a long time, you should be fine."

Ye Wenxuan sighed: "Take your good words."

A week of bad torture investigation knowledge, on Friday, July 28, Ye Wenxuan carried a simple bag of luggage and arrived at the Capital Airport on time.

Xing Yuan sent him off, and when he left, he grabbed Ye Wenxuan's collar and kissed him through the cover of the light-blocking glass.

"When I got to the place, I sent a message." He glared at the lips of the youth. When he spoke, he breathed all the money into his lips: "The plane is landing, and when you arrive at the hotel, you have to give me news."

Ye Wenxuan whispered: "I heard that after the meeting, I still have to stay there for two months for special training." He said, he touched Xing Yuan’s hair: "You must obey the women in the country, and wait for your husband." Come back on a business trip, don't bring a bunch of small three small four to Laozi, you know?"

Xing Yuan smiled and spurted: "If you bring back a few blond foreign men to Lao Tzu, see if I don't bloom your ass."

Ye Wenxuan grinned: "What about the blond beauty?"

Xing Yuan did not say anything, and a slap on his buttocks.

Xing Yuan: "Let's go, it's late."

Ye Wenxuan looked at him slyly and suddenly kissed him and kissed him. He said, "I will miss you."

Xing Yuan touched his head and smiled meaningfully: "Don't think too much, we will meet soon."

Ye Wenxuan: "Ah?"

Xing Yuan: "At 7:20, if you don't go in again, you are really late."

Ye Wenxuan: "Ah, ah - goodbye!"

He grabbed his backpack and the wind rushed out of the co-driver and disappeared at the entrance to the airport.

The door of the co-driver was still open. Xing Yuan was planning to get up and close the door. He didn't want the door to suddenly close in, and then he was automatically locked.

The instrument in the car had a momentary disorder, and everything returned to normal.

Ye Wenxuan’s weak magnetic field left in the car disappeared.

Xing Yuan was quiet for a moment, took out a cigarette, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

After waiting for half an hour, the phone shook, and Ye Wenxuan sent a message saying that he had already boarded the plane.

He smashed the cigarette, restarted the engine, drove out of the parking lot, and began to head toward the company.

In the middle of the way, the assistant called and Xing Yuan did not pick up the car. When the company took the documents handed over by the other party, he walked and watched.

Yan Yuxi followed him to report to him, until she finished, Xing Yuancai said: "How is it with An Qiluo?"

"He invited you to meet and talk." Yan Yuxi hesitated: "Xing Zong, do you really want to pick up this project?"

Xing Yuan said casually: "You are not optimistic?"

Yu Yuzhen tells the truth: "The risk is too great. Our company is no more than the former Xing Group, and now Liu Jia is very tight. At this time, I have to take risks with several assistants... I don't think it is appropriate."

That being said, but Yu Yuzhen still handed an envelope: "I just sent it in the morning, I confirmed it to Ahn's Luo's assistant, he sent it to you."

Xing Yuan put the documents on the desk and then took the envelope with one hand: "You go out first, I have nothing to do here."

When Yu Yuxi wants to stop, he finally has to say: "Okay."

When the door slammed and the office was quiet, Xing Yuan went to the window and opened the envelope by the skylight.

Inside is an invitation.

He took the phone and dialed a number.

After two rings, the phone is turned on.

Xing Yuan: "Mr. An Qiluo, good morning."

"Oh, good morning, awesome Chinese man!" The phone came over with a hearty laugh. The man said in pure American English: "Dear Xing, have you received a small gift from me?"

"Just disassembled." Xing Yuan briefly said: "Although you said that you will help, but I did not expect that your action is so fast. I have to sigh, this is really the biggest surprise I received today."

Ahn'Qiro is obviously very happy: "Don't say that some of the business advice you gave me before was really accurate, which made me make a fortune. An invitation to an auction is nothing, you and me now Standing on one side, what are the benefits, of course I have to think about you."

Xing Yuan pulled his mouth and his face was cold and indifferent, but he said something with a compliment: "Listen to my assistant and say, would you like to meet me and talk about the project we are working with?"

Unexpectedly, An Qiluo said: "Oh no, that is just a superficial rhetoric."

"I have something, very, very crazy, oh, of course it's a good thing." He groaned: "I think you will like this, it will definitely bring us countless wealth and rights. Believe me, you will love it."

What he said was a mess, Xing Yuan was not moved, but he said: "I was going to visit the United States. Since I can get your invitation, I must visit the door in person."

Ahn Luo really laughed and said: "Wait for you to come."

After the line was received, Xing Yuan picked up the landline and called the assistant: "You can book a ticket."

"Okay, Xing Zong."

On the other side, the plane that Ye Wenxuan took off took off on time.

He and the other two sat in a row. The officials and police officers who were escorted by the Ministry of Public Security were all dressed in casual clothes and ignored each other. They looked like a group of ordinary people who did not know at all.

Ye Wenxuan looked around.

On the left is Zhang Boyuan, the standard national character face, watching for more than forty years old, two white hairs, the conversation is very calm, and the body is full of anger.

On the right is the sturdy man, who is very masculine, and has always stunned the tall body in the seat of Zou Jie.

The person on the left bowed his head and read the book silently. The person on the right surrounded his arms and looked outside the window.

After the two people made a simple self-introduction from the boarding gate, they have not talked about each other except when they have to open their mouths.

Zhang Boyuan always has a hospitable atmosphere for everyone. It is this Zou Jie who saw him at the first sight and took a single syllable from his nose. After that, he always looked at people without looking at him. He made it clear that he would not be welcomed.

Ye Wenxuan secretly speculated that this might have been smashed by anyone in advance, or else he had inquired about the other deeds, Zou Jie did not come up and smashed him, it was incredible.

It may be that the gaze is too obvious. Zou Jie turned his head and screamed at him: "Look what."

Ye Wenxuan didn't talk, and he walked away from his sight and returned to him in his heart: If Laozi had a tolerant heart, your kid is now estimated to be cold.

Zou Jie still wants to swear again, Zhang Boyuan said: "Zou Jie, don't make trouble, sleep your feelings."

Zou Jie: "..."

He snorted and turned his head and stopped talking.

And Ye Wenxuan had to spend this tenth hour after thinking about it, and suddenly felt that there was no love.

When the plane finally landed in Washington, he was like a salted fish without ideals.

In the following days, I handled the documents, crossed the jet lag, met new colleagues, and began to carry out special training for newcomers with the other eleven new members.

The US Office of the International Anti-Terrorism Coalition is very low-key. It is located within the scope of a military base in the United States, but there is still a certain distance from the military region. There are five or six-story guard posts in the middle of the anti-terrorist coalition to prevent other members of the anti-terrorist coalition from sneaking into the dark.