Chapter 242: Thorns reappear

I followed the established procedures and entered the office. My heart was beating wildly along the way and then I calmed down and walked straight towards the comprehensive office.

However, as soon as I opened the door, I saw a tall young woman sitting upright on the sofa opposite the door.

Beside him was a thrilling follower, full of energy and red face, staring at him with a pair of affectionate eyes.

The more he looked at the two of them, the more familiar he became, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The young woman is a half-old Xu girl, but she still has charm. Her long hair is draped and her body is convex and convex, especially the tights, which interprets a perfect figure.

The young man also looked at Yin Hui with a sense of intimacy, with a somewhat dark face, handsome and distinct, giving people a sense of mystery.

"Ah, by the way, the owner of the City Hunter Bar and that waiter." After thinking about it for a while, the chaotic head suddenly jumped out of the scene where the Japanese Onmyoji had killed, and naturally he also remembered the two bars.

personnel.

"You are from...City Hunter Bar..." He spoke in a somewhat muddy language.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to remember us. I was ready for the lines that I forgot about the nobles. Once you recognize it, I really don't know what to say." The bar owner smiled slightly, and then with

He said hello.

"Yes, boss, this sentence is what I want to say, but I didn't expect this kid to have a good idea." It seemed like it was a great thing to remember them, and the two kept praising them.

He shook his head embarrassedly and smiled: "I just had a sudden enlightenment, and suddenly I remembered your names. But this is a very confidential place. How could you get to such a place?"

The owner of the City Hunter Bar replied with a charming charm: "Are you not curious to see us appear here? You are not surprised at all?"

She did not answer Yin Hui's question, but instead asked another question.

"You will definitely not come in casually if this kind of place is so confidential. In my opinion, you are undercover or something. In fact, I had already discovered something wrong with you at the beginning. Who saw that the death occurred in the bar was not there?

What about the police? But you two looked at each other with great pleasure, and it was obvious that they were not ordinary people."

"Hahaha, haha, okay, okay, I'm a member of the National Security Bureau, even noticed such small details. Haha, haha." She actually laughed happily, regardless of the trembling branches on her chest, but just happened to make her

The charm is still there and it is shown: "Young man, what's your name? How long have you been joining the Incredible Group?"

"This..." Before Yin Hui finished speaking, he interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Ah, Yin Hui, you are back, I'll introduce you to it." Conan Doyle came out of it and saw Yin Hui standing at the door, hurriedly breaking the embarrassment of the scene.

"No need, we all know each other." The boss lady of the city hunter walked up with a smile, stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, my name is Jingtie."

"Hello, my name is Yin Hui." Yin Hui stretched out his hand shyly.

Those hands were flawless hands, not even a single wrinkle. When they were held, they were as soft and warm as if they were held on wool. He was a little intoxicated.

No matter how he wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of how a young woman could take care of her hands.

"Hello, my name is...you call me Lao Mao." The bartender also walked forward politely, reached out to hold Yin Hui and answered politely.

"Hello." Yin Hui also shook hands with him: "But I don't know what identities you two are. I don't know what they are. I don't know if it's convenient to introduce them."

Conan Doyle, who had been wondering about it, then he had a chance to interrupt again and said, "This is Jingthorn, the deputy leader of the 9th Department of Guoan, this is his entourage, or he can be said to be the little secretary, Mao. It's us

The direct boss.”

"Guoan No. 9? Direct boss?" Yin Hui stared at Jingthorn in confusion: "You are the deputy leader of Guoan No. 9? I really can't tell."

Jingtie smiled faintly: "How dare you take it? You are just a false reputation. Compared with you, a master of real materials, there is still an insurmountable gap."

"You are modest." Yin Hui actually felt a little respectful in his words. After all, the other party was his boss, and he could not show too casualness. At the very least, he had to have respect.

"Okay, since everyone knows you, let's just talk about this mission." Jing Thorn did not continue to be polite with Yin Hui, but directly changed a topic: "Why, Conan Doyle, your subordinates are just like this."

Order someone?"

Yin Hui also looked at it. Except for the Master Bird and Taoist nun who came in one after another, no one else came. Even the deputy team leader Huang Helou was absent.

"They all have other tasks, assigned to every corner of the city. These people came back temporarily after completing the tasks." After saying that, they insisted on looking at Yin Hui.

He lowered his head with shame. He had been busy with Hashihide's affairs these days, and he didn't even take any further steps to the office door.

"Okay, that's it, Mao, please briefly explain the mission this time." Jingtie did not speak, but looked at Mao beside him.

Lao Mao nodded, then took two steps forward, first glanced across everyone, and then he spoke leisurely: This happened three hours ago.

Three hours ago, an old Japanese man named Shanbian took a flight and was escorted to the capital by staff from the Chinese Embassy in Japan. However, on the way, he was assassinated by a mysterious force and the two countries were escorted.

Another backbone force: members of the Ninth Bureau of Guoan also died in this escort.

"Another foreigner died?" Yin Hui smiled bitterly.

This is not the first time he has encountered such a thing. The last time Zhao Dehuo's incident had already greatly stimulated his thoughts, and this time it was a huge blow to his country's honor.

If the ordinary people died this time, they would definitely not attract the attention of the government, and naturally they would not involve these mysterious organizations.

"There is something strange this time, and it also affects the safety of the country and Sino-Japanese relations. Therefore, we must do our best to solve the case as soon as possible and find out the murderer. We cannot let the country pose any dangerous threat."

Lao Mao said as a government staff member.

After saying that, he turned around and retreated, while Jingtie stood up and said, "Okay, I believe everyone has understood the importance of things. Then when performing tasks, the task is the first priority and life is the second priority."

Conan Doyle stood beside Thorns without saying a word.

Her face looked a little ugly, and when she heard the words "Take First" and "Life Second" she changed color instantly.

She has never accepted the task of "mission first, life second", but it is conceivable that the severity of this task is.

"Now, do you have any questions?" Jingthorn asked in a brief summary.

"What is the identity of the Japanese who is far away by the mountain? Why is it so important?" Yin Hui asked.

"I don't know." Bramble replied simply.

He was not going to ask too much, but considering the little Loli Hashihime around him, he vaguely felt that the two would definitely have any connection when they appeared in their lives during the same period.

So for the sake of the safety of the little loli, he still asked more.

"Then what did he come to China for? Why did he send it back in person by the Chinese ambassador to Japan and the mainstay of the Ninth Department of National Security?"

"I don't know." Thorn replied.

Yin Hui was silent. He didn't know whether Jingthorn really didn't know or did not say it on purpose. Perhaps in her heart, those who are subordinates only have the task to perform and have no right to know.

As a leader, there are very few people who can achieve the level of mass leadership like Conan Doyle.

"Is there anything else to ask?" Jingtie looked at the silent crowd and asked again.

"No more." Yin Hui shook his head. Even if he had any problems, the other party would definitely not know anything about it.

"Okay, then I'm going to assign tasks now." Bramble cleared his throat: "It is said that one of you was able to start the soul-summoning ceremony last time. Who is it? Please come forward."

After hearing this, Yin Hui stood up and was curious about what the case had to do with the soul-summoning ceremony.

"Okay, then I have a mission to hand over to you this time. I want to recruit the distant souls by the mountain to ask for some information about him." Jing Thorn looked at Yin Hui and said with a serious expression of distributing the mission.

"Soul Conjuring?" Yin Hui shouted in surprise: "Soul Conjuring is not that simple, especially Japanese ghosts. China's soul conjuring rituals do not have much effect on Japanese souls. Onmyoji is popular in Japan."

"I don't care about that much. If I cannot successfully summon souls, I will deduct one month's salary." Jingthorn had no qualms at all, nor did he give Yin Hui a step: "If it is successful, there will be rewards in the organization.

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He was a little angry. He was about to express it, but he was pulled by the bird master next to him. He used Taoist techniques to send a message to secretly tell Yin Hui: "Young man, don't get angry, we can't afford to offend this person, then we will

Let’s find a way to solve this problem.”

Hearing the tone of Master Bird, he was very rigorous and trembling with a slight fear, and he didn't seem to be joking. He nodded, followed his opinion, and stopped talking.
Chapter completed!