"Okay. I got home in about an hour. If you want dinner, call me. ”

She suddenly felt a surge of love for him: "Thank you, Daddy, for being a good father. ”

He laughed and said, "You're a good boy too, see you later." ”

"I'll see you later. ”

She pressed the button, cut off the phone, and turned up the volume on the radio.

She heard a low, sexy voice say, "This is a message from the House of the Earth to Governor McRae. ”

The image that came to her mind was of a mature woman, with big breasts, a big smile, a lovely person, but a little unruly.

This is my enemy?

Then, the woman's tone changed, and she muttered, "Damn, I'm not ready to speak into a tape recorder." ”

Obviously, she wasn't the mastermind behind it, she was too tender, and she looked like she was being instructed.

The woman resumed her formal tone and continued: "We have fulfilled our promise and created an earthquake today, exactly four weeks after our last post. The location is in the Owens Valley, and the time is around two o'clock, you can check it out. There was a faint murmur in the background, and she hesitated.

What is this sound?

The FBI will find out.

After a few moments, she continued: "We do not recognize the jurisdiction of the Mi government, and now that you know we can do what we say, you would do well to reconsider our request. Halt all new construction in California. You still have seven days to make a decision. ”

Seven days! Last time, they gave us four weeks.

"In seven days, we're going to have another earthquake, but the next one won't be in the middle of nowhere, and if you don't accommodate us, we're going to do real value damage. ”

"We don't want to do that either, but we have no choice, please do what we say, and then this nightmare will end. ”

The host continued: "This is the voice left behind by the House of Earth, an organization that claims that they created an earthquake in the Owens Valley today. ”

Zhu Yuting had to get the tape, She turned down the sound of the radio again, and then called her colleague Zhu Ziwen's home phone.

Zhu Ziwen is single now, and he can give up Friday Xiao's rest time.

When he picked up the phone, she said, "Hey, I'm Zhu Yuting. ”

He immediately said, "I'm not available, I bought a ticket to the opera!"

She hesitated for a moment, then decided to accompany her: "What opera?"

"Uh... The sun in my heart. ”

She resisted the urge to laugh: "Is the composer Pavarotti?"

"He didn't have the opera, and he didn't have a composer to name it. You're here to work overtime. ”

"Damn. ”

"Why don't you make up a rock band? So I had to believe it. ”

"I always forget how old you are. ”

She smiled, Zhu Ziwen was only sixteen years old, and Zhu Yuting was already twenty-six.

"I'd take that as a compliment. ”

"What is the mission?" He didn't sound reluctant.

Zhu Yuting became serious again: "Okay, that's right. There was an earthquake in eastern California this afternoon, and Earth House's claim they did it. ”

"Wow! Maybe these people were playing for real in the first place!" There was excitement in his tone, not fear. He's young, he's sharp-minded, but he hasn't thought about what that means.

"Did the host just play a recording of a threatening person, you go to the radio station now and get that tape back. ”

"I'm ready to go. ”

"You're going to take the original, not the ripped tape. If they embarrass you, tell them that we can get the court order in less than an hour. ”

"No one will embarrass me, don't forget, I'm Zhu Ziwen. ”

It's a fact that he has charisma.

"When I got the tape, I gave it to someone from the technical department and told him I was going to report in the morning."

"Understood."

She hung up the phone, turned up the volume on the radio again, and the host was reporting: "..... A small earthquake, by the way, with a magnitude of five or six. ”

How exactly did they do it?

There were no casualties, and no damage to buildings or other properties, but the local residents did feel the tremors very noticeably. ”

She realized that in the last few hours, there must have been local residents who had seen the suspects and she had to rush over and start questioning them as soon as possible.

Where exactly was the earthquake located? She needs to talk to an expert.

Seismologists in state governments are the kind of scholars who come naturally. The wind blows that way and it falls.

However, there was only one person who seemed to have a prior vision, and she hoped that someone would take all the possibilities into account. She thought of Shang Zhigen, who might not be easy to get along with, but he was able to boldly develop his ideas.

Besides, he's in a college town across the bay, but if she shows up without an appointment, he won't see her. She sighed and dialed his number.

For a while, no one answered the phone. She thought he must have gone out, but after the phone rang six times, he picked it up.

"I'm Shang Ji-geun. He sounded angry, as if he had been interrupted because of what he was doing.

"I'm Yuting Zhu from the FBI. I need to talk to you. It's urgent."

"It's not negotiable. I have someone in my house. ”

I should have known you were a difficult person. "And what about after you're done with the guests?"

"It's not a meeting, it's not over after Sunday. ”"

"Well, that's right. ”

Zhu Yuting guessed that there were women in his family. But the first time he met, he told her that he didn't have a date. For some reason, she remembered what he had said: "I'm separated from my wife. I don't have a girlfriend. "

Maybe he lied, or maybe the woman was new this time. It doesn't sound like a new relationship, she's going to be at his house all weekend, but on the other hand, he's confident that he's going to be able to bring the girl on his first date to bed, and he's so handsome that maybe a lot of girls will actually take the bait.

I don't know why I'm so interested in his love life.

"Did you listen to the radio?" she asked him, "There was an earthquake today, and the terrorist group we talked about claimed to be responsible for it. ”

"Is that so?" Listening to his tone, he couldn't help but be interested, "Are they telling the truth?"

"That's what I'm going to talk to you about. ”

"I see. "

Okay, you stubborn guy, just back down once, just once.

"It's really important, Professor. "

"I'd love to help you, too, but it's really not possible tonight, no, you wait a minute. His voice became muffled as he covered the microphone with his hand.

Still, she could make out his voice, "Hey, have you ever seen a live-action FBI agent?"

She couldn't hear the answer, but after a while he said to her, "All right, my guest wants to see you, come here." ”

She didn't want to be like a circus clown, but when it came to the stakes, she wouldn't say that. "Thank you, I'll be there in twenty minutes.

When driving across the bridge, she remembered that neither Zhu Ziwen nor Shang Zhigen seemed to be afraid, Zhu Ziwen was excited, and Shang Zhigen was very interested, and she herself was also inspired by the case.

To distract herself, she tries to imagine what Shang Ji-geun's female companion will look like, she has seen pictures of him in his old appearance, his wife has a striking supermodel figure, but they are separated, so she is sure that she is not the type he really likes.

Zhu Yuting imagined that he was with a female professor, wearing fashionable thin-rimmed glasses, with short hair neatly cut, but no makeup.

But then again, that kind of curly woman wouldn't go out of her way to meet an FBI agent.

So it's likely that he's in love with a very smart woman who is easy to please.

Zhu Yuting's mind conjured up of a girl in a leotard who was smoking a cigarette and chewing gum as she walked around his apartment, and she asked him, "Have you read all these books?"

No, no, there are so many things to worry about right now, I don't know why I'm bothering about his girlfriend.

She found University City Boulevard and parked next to the magnolia tree from last time.

She rang the doorbell, and he opened the door for her, and walked barefoot to the door of the apartment and waited for her.

He looked crisp and casual in blue jeans and a white t-shirt.

The woman who hangs out with him on the weekends will have a lot of fun, and she follows him into the office--living room.

To her surprise, she saw a little boy, Asian-looking, with freckles on his face, black hair, and pajamas with dinosaur motifs all over his pajamas.

After a while, she realized that he was the kid in the picture, the son of Shang Zhigen.

This was his important guest for the weekend, and she was even more embarrassed at the thought that she was still fantasizing about being a silly blonde woman.

Shang Zhigen said: "Shang Ming, come and get to know it, this is Zhu Yuting. "

The boy politely shook her hand and said, "Are you really the FBI?"

"Yes. ”

"Wow. ”

"Want to see my badge?" She took the badge out of her handbag and handed it to him, and he took it with respect.

Shang Zhigen said: "Shang Ming likes to read the files of the man in black. "

Zhu Yuting smiled: "I'm not investigating aliens, I'm only catching ordinary criminals on Earth. ”

Shang Ming said, "Can I see your gun?"

Zhu Yuting hesitated for a moment, she knew that little boys would be attracted to weapons, but she didn't want to fuel this interest.

She looked at Shang Zhigen, who shrugged his shoulders.

She unbuttoned her coat and pulled her weapon out of her shoulder holster.

In the process, she found that Shang Ji-geun was looking at her boobs, and she suddenly had a feeling of being aroused.

He's still quite attractive when he's not making things difficult, his feet are exposed, and the bottom of his T-shirt is not buttoned.

She said, "The gun is dangerous, Shang Ming, so I'll take it, just look at it."

Shang Ming stared straight at the pistol, the expression on his face the same as Shang Zhigen's expression when he saw her unzip her coat. Thinking of this, she grinned.

After a minute, she slipped the gun back into the shoulder holster.

Shang Ming said very politely, "We're about to eat some cereal, would you like to eat it together?"

She couldn't wait to get down to business with Shang Zhigen, but she felt that he would appreciate it even more if she was patient with the child. "You're so sweet, I'm really hungry, and I want to eat too. ”

"Come to the kitchen. ”