"Okay, I'll get straight to the point, I want to find someone. ”

"Is this a strange species?" Seeing Mu An'an's puzzled face, Yimeng added, "It's what you call a superpower." ”

"Yes, I think he should have some kind of teleportation ability, because I saw him suddenly appear in my house and then suddenly disappear. ”

"Oh, can you describe what he looks like?"

"Looks??......?

When Mu An'an was described, Yi Meng took out her mobile phone and flipped through it, and she quickly took out a photo and handed it to Mu An'an.

"Do you think it's him?"

The man in the photo on Yimeng's phone is much younger than Mu An'an's impression, but his facial features are roughly the same, and Mu An'an is very sure that this is him.

"That's right, it's him, do you know him?"

"Old friends. For some reason, Mu An'an always felt that Yi Meng was talking about this old friend, with a very cold chill in his tone, "His name is Ding Miao, and his external ability is indeed as you said, he can teleport in space." ”

"Explicit ability?" Although Mu An'an wanted to know what this so-called explicit ability was, he was more concerned about another question now, "Can you help me find him?"

"I know where he lives, but I'm afraid it's hard to find him. ”

"But you know him, can't you ask him out or something?"

Imu seemed hesitant.

"Is this difficult?" Mu An'an couldn't understand why Imeng hesitated over a trivial matter, "You just need to ask him out, and don't worry about anything else." ”

"Okay, Mr. Mu. Yimeng picked up his phone and dragged a number from the blacklist, and then reluctantly dialed it.

The other party immediately answered the phone.

"Hey, Little Dream ......"

Mu An'an only heard the overly intimate address of the other party, because Yimeng quickly turned off the hands-free function of the phone. Then it was just Yimeng who took care of himself, and said in a particularly cold tone: "I'm looking for you if I have something, I'll see you in the old place." ”

After speaking, she immediately hung up the phone, and looked at Mu An'an with a smiling face again: "Okay, Mr. Mu, I made the appointment, you only need to go to the Dawn Coffee Shop near the City Gymnasium at one o'clock in the afternoon to meet him." ”

"If you ask him out like this, will he really come out?" asked Mu An'an in a playful tone.

Imu nodded with a polite smile.

From everything that happened just now, Mu Anan seemed to see a clue: "Could he be your ex-boyfriend ......or something?"

Mu An'an's word "bar" was not uttered for a long time, because he found that Yi Meng's smile had stiffened on his face.

"Mr. Mu, do you have any other questions to ask?" Yimeng's attitude was no longer as "enthusiastic" as before.

"Ahem, it's true, a group of foreigners came soon after Ding Miao left my house, they seem to be chasing Ding Miao, do you know what those foreigners do? Or are they your people?"

Instead of answering Mu An'an's question directly, Yimeng asked Mu An'an, "Is the leader of that group of foreigners a blonde man with a scumbag face?"

"That's right, he looks like a Hollywood star. Mu Anan said as he recalled the scene.

After hearing this, Yi Meng showed a very solemn expression, but it didn't stay on her face for long, just a flash.

"Huh, how do you know what he looks like? Could it be that you really sent that group of people? Isn't that Ding Miao a dangerous person?" Originally, Mu Anan felt that Ding Miao was not a bad person, so Lili was not too anxious after he was taken away, but after knowing this, he was a little worried.

Fortunately, Yi Meng made a denial in time, full of anger: "Those people were not sent by us, and the surname Ding is not a dangerous person, he is just a bastard at best!

"Ah, suddenly feeling thirsty, I pour a cup of coffee. Seeing that Yi Meng's emotions were gradually getting out of control, in order to alleviate the embarrassment, Mu Anan walked to the coffee machine in the office and changed the subject, "Mr. Yi, do you want a cup?"

"No need. Fortunately, Yimeng didn't mean to vent her fire on Mu An'an, and her tone was much calmer.

"Uh-huh......"

And just as Mu An'an was pouring coffee, Yin Xiyao, who was sitting next to Mu An'an, suddenly let out a few meaningless mutters.

Mu An'an didn't hear this voice, but Yi Meng obviously noticed it, she turned her head to look at Yin Xiyao, whose eyes were gradually regaining clarity, and her expression was slightly surprised: "Is it because Lao Qin's ability has regressed, why is the effect time so short?"

"Mr. Yi, what are you talking about?" Mu Anan also didn't hear what Yi Meng said just now.

"Nothing, Mr. Mu. Yi Meng straightened his sitting posture and retracted the small notebook in his hand into the groove between his chests, "I originally thought that you came this time to learn more about yourself and the Foundation, but I didn't expect you to be just because of Ding Miao." ”

"If it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't be here for this time. Mu An'an, who was accustomed to the status quo, didn't want to get into trouble, and if it wasn't necessary, he definitely didn't want to have anything to do with this suspicious-looking foundation.

"Don't you want to know more about yourself?" Yimeng turned his head to look at Mu An'an, with a smiling expression.

"If that's no good. Mu An'an picked up his coffee, nodded with a smile, and said, "I think so." ”

"Oh, yes?" Imon chuckled coquettishly again, "but what if it has something to do with your background?"

"My background?"

The coffee cup was put down as soon as Mu An'an brought it to his lips.

Yi Meng's words undoubtedly set off a bigger wave in Mu An'an's already uncalm heart, as an orphan, he naturally felt extremely curious about his own background, he had also explored the unknown past, but after several years of hard work, he didn't even know what the names of his parents were, and in the end he only got discouragement after disappointment.

"Do you know who my real parents are?" Mu Anan couldn't resist the urge to ask this question, but after the impulse passed, when he waited for his consciousness to clear up and he thought more, he couldn't help but add vigilantly, "Why do you even know this?"

Yi Meng stood up, walked in front of Mu An'an, and ran his fingers across his chest as before, scratching Mu An'an's itch: "Hmph, that's because ......"

"Bang!" Unfortunately, Imon's answer came to an abrupt halt only halfway through, as the office door was suddenly kicked off.

Kicking in the door was the red-haired Russian he had just seen downstairs, and he was obviously not a good person, for he was holding a short, sharp submachine gun in his hand, and the black muzzle was aimed at Mu An'an, who was looking at him curiously.

"!" suddenly changed, for the second time in his life, he was pointed at a gun, Mu Anan was a little frightened and at a loss, and he was stunned in place when the gun was pointed at his head.

"Ivan, ...... you" Imon's questioning of the red-haired guy was interrupted by a sweeping submachine gun bullet.

"Dada-da-"

Even if he didn't expect Ivan, the red-haired Russian, to pull the trigger so decisively, a moment before the bullets rained down, Imon still pulled Mu An'an by the collar and quickly hid behind the desk, the thick wooden table blocked the bullets that flew when the small-caliber submachine gun swept over, splashing the house with sawdust, and some bullets that did not hit the wooden table shattered the glass behind the desk, and the glass shards poured all over the ground, shining in the sun.

Although it took Yi Meng a lot of effort to drag Mu An'an into the desk and hide, but this Mr. Mu did not appreciate it, and after staying behind the desk for less than a second, he rushed out like a rabbit and went straight to the sofa, but when he rushed out of the desk, he found that the shadow sitting on the sofa just now had long disappeared.

"Yaoyao?" Mu An'an's only thought in his heart now was where Yin Xiyao had gone, and before he could come up with an answer to this question, he saw a lovely person leaning out from behind the sofa.

This usually gentle and considerate female police officer is full of severity at the moment, and her soft and slender jade hand is holding a pistol that should have no bullets.

"Bang!" the muzzle of the pistol, which was supposed to be without bullets, burst into brilliant sparks, and a lead bullet shot out of its black hole barrel, and its target was the red-haired guy who pulled the trigger to death at the door.

"Ahh

Imon, who seemed to be very good at fighting, cleverly seized the opportunity when the red-haired guy was injured, she flew out from behind the desk, and ran to the red-haired guy at once, and then lifted her right foot back to almost the height of the back of her head in a posture that was difficult for ordinary people to do, and then kicked out, and kicked out in a more bizarre posture, kicking on Ivan's thick ass chin, which made the nearly two-meter-tall man fly backwards through the corridor more than four meters wide, and hit his head on the iron fire cabinet hanging on the wall of the corridor, and immediately passed out。

"Mr. Yi, are you okay?"

Just after Ivan was knocked down, the Foundation's security personnel were "late", in fact, they didn't arrive slowly, but everything happened too quickly, although it felt like a long time to narrate, but in fact, Ivan was kicked and knocked unconscious and it was less than a minute after he suddenly broke into Imon's office with a gun.

"I'm fine, you take care of Miss Rovaloa's guests, I have something to do with Dr. Qin. ”

Imu said this and was about to walk to the elevator.

The leading security captain stopped her: "But Mr. Yi, Dr. Qin left the Foundation half an hour ago. ”

"What?" Although he had already guessed this possibility, Imon's tone still sounded a little incredulous, "Did he say where he went?"

The security captain shook his head.

"Lao Qin, Lao Qin, this is really a bad move. Imu muttered to himself, then explained to the security captain, "Protect Miss Rovaloa's guests, and follow them if they are to leave the Foundation." ”

The security captain nodded, and since the conversation between him and Imeng was taking place outside the door, Mu An'an in the house did not hear it.

"I need to report this to Miss Rovaloa quickly. Without Mu An'an hearing, Imeng muttered to himself again.