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Chapter 277 Xiao Qingmin (please vote, rush)

Zuo Zhong was confused by this contemptuous look. He walked up to the crowd and said, "Now I need a volunteer. Is there any lady who knows makeup skills? We need a little help."

　　No one dared to stand up. A lady had just been dragged into the store by the agents. This was not enough. She was going to harm other people. No one was a fool. All the ladies kept their heads down.

Several modern girls with exquisite makeup quickly rubbed their faces with their hands, fearing that the agents would notice something was wrong, but the ordinary-looking woman looked around with a proud look on her face.

 Seeing no one respond, Zuo Zhong frowned, that shouldn’t be the case. The newspapers and magazines of the Republic of China would publish some fashion information translated from the United States and France on a daily basis, which was very popular among urban women.

 The content involves makeup techniques and so on. He often sees He Yijun secretly studying there. It is said that there are about a hundred women here, so there must be a few who are keen on makeup.

But you can't force someone with a gun, otherwise it would be like robbing a girl. Zuo Zhong had to stand aside and wait for Song Minghao to bring someone out. After a while, the agents escorted the suspect out.

"Ha ha."

Some of the narrow-minded people in the crowd laughed inappropriately and quickly covered their mouths. After this ugly woman put on the cheongsam and high heels, she really washed her face like a clay Buddha - the more she washed, the uglier she became.

Zuo Zhong watched coldly. The female suspect's shoulders were trembling and she sprained her feet after taking two steps. She looked like she had never worn high heels before. From time to time, she looked at the secret agent with a hint of fear in her eyes.

Song Minghao felt that he was going to be hurt, so he came over and said depressedly: "Section Chief, I have changed into them. The clothes and shoes are of the right size, but she was not very cooperative, so I used coercion."

"Oh, it doesn't matter." Zuo Zhongkan said to the female suspect: "Miss, why do the clothes and shoes we found fit you so well after you put them on? Is this just a coincidence?"

The female suspect burst into tears, as if she had been wronged a lot: "I, I really don't know, sir, please don't accuse me wrongly. These clothes and shoes are not mine, I can swear that."

I have to say that the performance of the other party was very real, and the performance of a poor man who was being held hostage and intimidated was brought to life. After the crowd finished laughing, they could not help but feel sympathy in their hearts.

 But they also understood that the agent did not do anything excessive, he just asked the woman to change her clothes. But what does it mean to find someone who can do makeup? Is it to help the other party dress up?

Zuo Zhong turned around and said: "Everyone, have you heard the story of the ugly duckling? There is one now. I will ask again if anyone knows how to put on makeup. I can let her leave first."

 “Sir, I can.”

 “Sir, choose me.”

Since there is no danger and they can leave early, the women are no longer afraid. They raise their hands one by one. The modern girls are shaking their small bags and messy cosmetics in their hands.

Zuo Zhong smiled and selected a few ladies with all the necessary tools, and after discussing in a low voice with them for a while, these women walked up to the female suspect boldly and immediately began to put on makeup.

 “Section chief, this is”

 “Wait, we’ll find out soon.”

Song Minghao wanted to ask what he was doing, but Zuo Zhong raised his hand to stop him. Some things have to be seen with one's own eyes to understand, and they said they couldn't be explained clearly.

The people present watched as the women raised and lowered their hands on the female suspect. When the bright red rouge was rubbed on the other person's face, the crowd laughed even louder. The other person looked like a smeared monkey.

The female suspect's face turned red with embarrassment from the laughter, and she burst into tears. But before her tears fell, a fashionable Dabolang wiped them clean with a handkerchief.

While wiping it, Da Bo Lang also comforted the other party: "Sister, don't cry. Crying will make your makeup look bad. Just purse your lips and I'll help you apply lipstick."

Song Minghao shuddered. These women were clearly scared to death just now, but now they become fearless when they touch cosmetics.

It can be seen that Dabolang and others are indeed experts in makeup. With their help, the female suspect quickly turned into a handsome monkey, and the laughter gradually disappeared.

I don’t know what technique Da Bolang used. The female suspect’s dull eyes soon turned into the popular slender red phoenix eyes. It can be said that the pair of red phoenix eyes are like water, soft and charming.

The originally messy eyebrows were also modified into light eyebrows. The willow eyebrows were like crescent moons, which was inexplicably pleasing to the eyes. The men watched intently, thinking this was more interesting than the magic tricks in Shanghai.

The big bosses worked harder and harder. They took out the Yashuang cream, which is known as the best companion for beauties, and generously rubbed it on the female suspect's face, and started patting it.

Finally, one person lowered the female suspect's hair to cover her protruding ears, and her abrupt face became a standard oval face, with a small cherry lip painted with lipstick. In one word, absolutely stunning.

I saw this woman, with slender fingers and skin as smooth as gel. Her snow-white skin was tinged with pink. If she smiled, she would definitely be smiling coquettishly. There was no trace of ugliness at all. She was clearly a beauty.

 “Hissssss~~”

The men desperately sucked in the cold air, causing local climate changes in Jinling City. This woman was really different from the previous one. Who would believe such a thing if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

Song Minghao had a look of surprise on his face, thinking that the eye of the needle might grow later. If the opponent was Zhu Jisheng with this face, that silly boy from the northwest would be really hard to resist. The makeup artists took two steps back and looked at their masterpieces, with regrets on their faces: "Oh, it's a pity that we don't have all the tools at hand today, but it's not bad to be able to make it up to this point."

After speaking proudly, he asked Xiang Zuozhong: "Sir, are you satisfied?"

Zuo Zhong applauded repeatedly, shook his head and said with emotion: "You ladies are really amazing. If it weren't for official duties today, I would have wanted to recruit a few of them to join the Secret Service. Please leave your contact information."

He is telling the truth. This level of makeup technology can be called plastic surgery, and it is definitely needed to perform tasks. It is probably not impossible for a man to dress up as a woman. Such talents must be in the bag.

Dabolang replied proudly: "We are members of the Jinling Women's Makeup Mutual Aid Association. If necessary, the chief can come directly to look for us. We can go."

“Please, walk slowly.” Zuo Zhong immediately raised his hand and got out of the way.

 “Please.” Dabolang hugged his fists and walked away with a few women.

Zuo Zhong looked at their figures and couldn't help but admired: "You are a hero among women, Lao Song. You have to keep in touch with us from now on. We can use them."

Song Minghao's face turned blue. What did the section chief mean by this? If he got mixed up with these women, the one at home knew better than to tear his face apart.

Zuo Zhong glanced at him and said with a smile: "Okay, you take someone to register the identities of the people present, take photos and keep records, and let them leave on their own."

Song Minghao walked away with a sad face. The crowd was a little reluctant to leave. They hadn't finished the show yet, but when they saw the ferocious spy, they had no choice but to line up.

Zuo Zhong walked up to the female suspect and chatted with her about biology: "I heard that before a butterfly breaks out of its cocoon, it is just an ordinary, ugly caterpillar."

 At this point, he paused and noticed that the female suspect's nostrils were slightly open, which showed that her body needed to take in more oxygen and also indicated that she was ready for a confrontation.

This subtle movement only lasted for a few seconds on her face, and it was fleeting. Other than that, she did not have any abnormal reactions or expressions. It seemed that she had received very professional intelligence training.

Zuo Zhong waited for a while and continued to speak slowly: "But once you emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly, you will become extremely beautiful, with a graceful figure and colorful wings. Am I right, Miss Butterfly?"

The female suspect moved her eyebrows and said in a sad and angry tone: "I am not Miss Butterfly. My name is Xiao Qingmin. I am twenty-five years old and a teacher at Jinling No. 3 Elementary School. You must be mistaken."

 “Haha, don’t worry, let’s make a bet.”

Zuo Zhong chuckled lightly: "My subordinate will come and tell me later that he found a piece of information in Qiu Ju Bookstore, which will explain that there is a spy group called Butterfly operating in Jinling."

The suspect who called himself Xiao Qingmin took half a step forward and said urgently: "Sir, what I said is true. You can ask the school. The principal, teachers and my students can all prove my identity."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Qi hurriedly walked out of the bookstore and reported to Zuo again: "Report to the Section Chief, we found a piece of intelligence in the mezzanine of the bookshelf. The content is as you guessed."

Zuo Zhong smiled even more happily and showed his hands to the so-called Xiao Qingmin: "Look, I won. We are all professionals, so don't waste time. Please ask Miss Xiao to come with us."

Xiao Qingmin was anxious when she heard this and wanted to get closer to explain, but as soon as she raised her feet, there was a burst of gunshots not far away, and a hole was made in the ground by bullets, which made her stunned.

But then she held her head and screamed. Tears instantly flowed out. She felt frightened by the gunshots just now. In the midst of collapse, Xiao Qingmin kept walking, getting closer and closer to Zuo Zhong and Gu Qi.

Zuo Zhong and Gu Qi reacted quickly, taking several steps back. As they retreated, Zuo Zhong waved his hand, and another gunshot rang out.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ded.

"ah!"

Xiao Qingmin was immediately hit on her left foot and fell to the ground. Elite agents in full armor rushed up to hold her down and immediately put handcuffs and anklets on her. They did not dare to be careless at all.

Zuo Zhong looked regretful: "I know Miss Xiao's skills, so how could I not make preparations? You, you are really not very smart if you don't eat the toast and get the fine wine."

Xiao Qingmin seemed to be dizzy. He did not resist the actions of the agents, nor did he respond to Zuo Zhong's taunts. He closed his eyes and said nothing.

Seeing her like this, he looked at his men: "Take her back first, and capture that Luo Wenxin by the way. His bookstore has become a spy base, and he and his major general staff officer are to blame."

"yes!"

 (End of this chapter)