"That's good, it seems that you are returning to China this time with a heavy responsibility. Han Meijuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, it's a very important task. Chi Ming nodded thoughtfully.

After lunch, Han Meijuan prepared to leave. In the afternoon, I asked the female anchor of the TV station to come to the store to try on clothes, and she didn't want to be late.

"You have a good rest, you have to go back to jet lag these days. Han Meijuan picked up her bag and walked to the door.

Chi Ming sent her to the door, and when he said goodbye, he said a little detached: "Meijuan, thank you for coming to pick me up today." ”

Hearing him say this, Han Meijuan couldn't help but reply: "Between you and me, do you need to be so polite?" As soon as the words came out, she immediately regretted it.

In his eyes, there were vicissitudes and melancholy that should not have belonged to him. Han Meijuan was a little distressed, she knew that he was not such a cold personality.

Chi Ming paused, Meijuan's words were right. For more than four years in the United States, he was deliberately detached from his past. Now he seems to have forgotten how to get along with the people closest to him.

A stiff smile tugged at the corners of his mouth and he stretched out his arms at her.

Han Meijuan understood what he meant, took a step forward, and hugged him gently. The silent body language and warm body temperature instantly shortened the distance between the two.

Chi Ming was a head taller than her, her ears were just close to his chest, and he could hear his steady and powerful heartbeat, and a wisp of cold mint floated into her nose, bringing a hint of coldness.

"We're going to have a lot of opportunities to get along in the coming period. Chi Ming patted her on the back gently.

"Okay, I'll go first. Han Meijuan parted from him, smiling and nodding.

Seeing Han Meijuan away, Chi Ming glanced at the floor clock in the living room, and the time was almost up. He returned to his study, took out his laptop with him, and opened the encrypted video conferencing software.

Five minutes later, a middle-aged man in a military uniform, blond hair and blue eyes appeared on the window of the software. He was the commander of the mission, Colonel William Linden.

“Ming， seems that you’ve arrived in Zhu’ao safe and sound...... Chi Ming, it seems that you have arrived in Zhuhai and Macao safe and sound, is the journey still smooth?"

“Everything’s perfect， William...... William, all is well, rest assured. ”

"Follow the steps we have planned, and don't rush them so as not to arouse suspicion. ”

"Okay, I understand what to do. ”

"In the afternoon, I send two technicians to thoroughly inspect the hotel rooms to make sure that there are no surveillance devices and that a well-established anti-surveillance system is installed. ”

"I'll officially start work tomorrow. ”

"Take care and remember, no matter what help you need, I'm always there for you. ”

"I will, get in touch again. ”

Chi Ming sat at his desk, thinking about the next arrangement. The task given to him by Lyndon was indeed a bit difficult for him, a scientist who could only tinker with instruments in the laboratory, but he agreed without much thought and resolutely did so.

He didn't close his eyes for more than 20 hours, but Chi Ming didn't feel sleepy at all. He opened the domestic portal and wanted to browse the news of the day.

The headline of the headline was very eye-catching: "Man failed to embezzle public funds to speculate in stocks, and wanted to jump off the building to commit suicide".

For this kind of social news, he is rarely interested, and he has no intention of opening it, but when his eyes swept over the picture under the title, his slender fingers quickly adjusted the cursor, and his index finger pressed a little to open the news.

The scene in the news picture is exactly the scene he saw in the car, and he enlarged the picture, and then zoomed in, and the woman's back occupied the entire computer screen.

Is it really her? How could it be so coincidental? Chi Ming stared at the back on the screen, and the two long eyebrows were almost twisted together.