Although Lu Xin just promised Zhang Fengjiao to say it tomorrow, he was not ready to disturb him anymore. Instead, he decided to take action tomorrow. No matter whether it is success or failure, Lu Xin, who exposed his identity, could not return to Zhang Fengjiao again. He didn't want to be tired.

she.

Lu Xin sorted out the things, map, big sunglasses, and two knifes that he took out from Aunt Zhang's cabinet. He packed them up. He calmed down slightly. He took a long sigh, hid the things, and went downstairs.

I’m going to drink some wine with Zhang Fengjiao so that I can have a good sleep so that I can be energetic tomorrow.

Downstairs, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Zhang Fengjiao, wearing a sexy black suspender, was holding a bottle of whiskey and red wine, and hesitated for a moment. Then she looked back at the door, put down the bottle and walked up and pressed it. The LCD showed the camera at the door.

In the case, the man who rang the doorbell looked like he was in his thirties.

Zhang Fengjiao said in English: "hello?"

The man looked up and said, "Hello, is it Mr. Zhang?"

After hearing him speak Chinese, Zhang Fengjiao also said, "I am, who are you?"

"I want to ask for help in something. Can I go in and say it? It's inconvenient to speak here." The man said.

Zhang Fengjiao didn't say anything, opened the door and let him enter the room: "Tell me if you have something to do, I have guests at home."

The man looked at her seriously, ignored Zhang Fengjiao's sexy outfit, and just looked at her face: "I'll confirm it again, are you Mr. Zhang Fengjiao?"

Zhang Fengjiao smiled and said, "It's me, what's the matter?"

"Is it easy to speak now?" The man was very cautious.

Zhang Fengjiao looked upstairs: "It's convenient. Tell me."

The man took out a document from his arms and handed it to Zhang Fengjiao: "I am from Guoan and came from the country urgently because Mr. Luo and Mr. Chen died in their work a few days ago. At the work here

I'm giving it to me for the time being. Sorry, before I could hand over the work, I just looked at your personal information. There should be no problem with the photo, but I want to confirm your ID again. After all, this is the first time we've seen you."

Zhang Fengjiao narrowed her eyes. She glanced at him for a while, then walked slowly to a sofa, took out an ID card from her bag and threw it to him.

After reading it, the man nodded slightly. Then he reached out and shook her.

But suddenly, footsteps came from the upstairs. Lu Xin slowly went downstairs.

Before he came down, Lu Xin seemed to have heard the doorbell vaguely, so he didn't care when he heard someone below talking. He thought he was Aunt Zhang's friend or business partner, so he shouted, "Sister Jiaojiao?"

"Sanjin, have you changed your clothes?"

"Well, are there customers? Then are you busy?"

Lu Xin came over and asked, and then he wanted to go back upstairs, but before he could turn around, he glanced downstairs and was stunned: "Brother Zhang?"

Isn’t this Zhang Shi sitting with him on the plane?

The man in the hall was also stunned: "Xiao Lu?"

Zhang Fengjiao blinked: "What? You still know each other?"

The man smiled and said, "I met on the plane, and we were seats next to each other."

Zhang Fengjiao suddenly realized: "That's a coincidence. Sanjin, this is my friend."

Lu Xin walked down and shook hands with the man with a smile, "We are destined to be together, Brother Zhang, we're meeting again."

"Yes." The man seemed a little out of mind, but just said a few perfunctory words to Lu Xin.

Zhang Fengjiao said, "Sanjin, you can go upstairs and sit for a while first. I'll talk to Xiao Zhang about something."

"Okay, let's talk." Lu Xin actually felt something was wrong in his heart, but he still didn't say anything and walked upstairs. Such a coincidence? I met on the road, and I also met here? And that Zhang Shi was not on the plane.

Do you come here to work? And you rarely come to Mildew Country? How could you know Aunt Zhang? I met you in China? But why don’t the two look like acquaintances?

Lu Xin keenly felt that something must be happening inside! No! You have to take a look!

Lu Xin immediately started the time control system, and there was a stop time, and the air condensed! Everything was still!

Lu Xin, who had already walked into the room, turned back again, went down three floors to the hall, time stopped, and the man and Zhang Fengjiao were turning around as if they were about to walk towards the room on the first floor.

Go inside and talk?

Lu Xin first pulled the door and entered the guest room. He looked around and found that there was no wardrobe or any place to cover it. Come on, it was the safest under the bed - he got in.

Time has recovered! After a few seconds, the door was opened as soon as the footsteps approached.

Lu Xin under the bed could see the feet of two people, one of which was beautiful feet of Aunt Zhang wearing fiery red high heels, and the other was Zhang Shi's leather shoes. As soon as the door of the house was closed, both of them came in.

"Is it okay to talk here?" the man said.

Zhang Fengjiao nodded, sat on the bed with her butt, crossed her legs and lit a cigarette, and smoked casually: "Tell me, what's the matter."

"Who is that Xiao Lu?"

"A friend of a classmate, I came here for a trip."

"Traveling? Oh, that's fine."

Lu Xinxin said that it was so mysterious, it was indeed a problem.

Sure enough, the next moment I heard the man say, "Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Shun. I used to be responsible for the general contact of this area. You can call me Lao Zhang or Xiao Zhang, it doesn't matter. Lao Luo died.

You can contact me directly for work in Fozhou these days, and I am fully responsible for taking over it. Of course, my time with me may not be long. In the future, new contact persons will be assigned to you."

Zhang Shun? Isn’t your name Zhang Shi? Always contact us? What does this area mean? Why does this feel a bit like a Guoan?

Lu Xin, who was lying under the bed, took a breath as soon as he heard this. This discovery surprised him so much.

And if Zhang Shun is from Guoan, if he talks to Zhang Fengjiao like this, Aunt Zhang is from Guoan too?

Zhang Fengjiao said lightly: "Actually, I don't care who you have changed, Lao Luo? That little Luo with a slim face? I just met that boy five or six years ago. I remember what I said clearly at the beginning.

People who are not from Guoan will not add people."

Zhang Shun smiled bitterly and said, "But in our records, you are indeed our peripheral personnel."

As far as he knows, Zhang Fengjiao joined Guoan much earlier than him and was much older than him. With Zhang Fengjiao's identity, even if Zhang Shun was temporarily transferred to take charge of this area, he had to look at Zhang Fengjiao very much.

Respect: "The leaders above attach great importance to you, and this time I would like to ask you for help."

Zhang Fengjiao interrupted: "I said it very clearly before, and now I still have this view. If you want money, I can give it to you. I am naturally obliged to contribute to the country. But... don't ask me for other things, I don't want to care about it.

I can't care even if it's troublesome."

"Mr. Zhang."

"Please go back."

"Mr. Zhang, this time it's a level one mission!"
Chapter completed!