Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

He seemed to have washed his face just now.

There was a slight drip of water on the tip of his forehead.

But it seems to have eased from the ambiguous atmosphere just now.

With azure blue eyes as calm as usual, he asked, "How are you thinking? Do you want to join the CIA?"

Bai Zhen raised her hand, brushed the slightly curly hair in front of her forehead, and gave a casual "en".

The teenager seemed a little surprised, "You agree?"

"There is a good-looking little brother to hug and touch, it's much better than money. Why don't you agree with the equivalent exchange? But..." She paused and looked at him, "I don't believe it, those from the CIA management Bad old man, I will listen to you, a junior."

Teenager opens folder.

The white fingertips lightly tapped the pure black desktop, and the color difference has a very visual impact.

He said evenly, "I'll find a way to convince them. You don't have to worry.

So now, you have to answer the following questions truthfully. "

The teenager's hands flicked the pages, which apparently contained the dossier of a fake identity the Secret Service had created for her.

"How did you get in touch with this killer organization?"

Uncle Bai Zhen sat there like, chewing gum, and asked, "Isn't everyone the same way, they joined the organization after passing the test? Please ask some useful questions, my time is very precious, thank you. "

The boy turned the file one more page.

Picking up a ballpoint pen, looking down, I don't know what I'm writing.

"In this operation, the mission of the killer group is to let you kill Stephen, right? Why didn't you kill him?"

Bai Zhen: Because the Secret Service won't let me!

She didn't want to reveal her identity so early.

So he closed his eyes and said, "For the money. I want his money."

Xun Feng's nib paused and glanced at her, "You have tens of millions of dollars per mission, how much do you think the cards on him can exceed the mission bounty?

As I said, answer truthfully. "

Bai Zhen replied with four words this time: "No comment."

She thought that the boy would continue to ask questions, but she didn't expect that he just wrote something calmly and continued to ask the next question.

An interrogation came down.

Less than half an hour.

When Bai Zhen encountered something she wanted to answer, she would perfunctory a few words;

The boy did not embarrass her, silently not knowing what was written down in the notebook.

Anyway, when Bai Zhen watched him leave, there were several sheets of paper full of writing in cursive English.

"Wait here for a while, I'll be back when I go."

Bai Zhen rubbed her stomach and looked at him eagerly, "I'm hungry."

The boy sighed helplessly and indulgently, "I'll have someone bring it to you later."

After speaking, he left the interrogation room.

**

Bai Zhen didn't expect that he would come and go, and it took more than four hours.

The interrogation room is a fully enclosed space, Bai Zhen can't feel the passage of time, plus all the electronic products on her body have been taken away, she can only look at the clock on the wall boredly, ticking around. Another lap.

It is now nine in the morning.

After Bai Zhen finished her supper, she slept again, but there was still no sign of the boy.

The interrogation room was empty and cold, her hands and feet were imprisoned, and she could only sit on a chair, her **** stubbornly slumped.

She yawned boredly.

The hands of the clock pointed to half past nine.

Finally there is movement.

**

Say good night first~

You will find out when you wake up in the morning~