Chapter 737: Strange Interview

Mr. Chen talked eloquently, while Qiao Ling stood on the right side of me, sometimes nodding and sometimes chuckling!

After a cup of tea, my face was sweating a lot, and it was also evil, no matter how nervous I was, I wouldn't break out so much cold sweat, right? Look at Mr. Chen, his face has been slightly covered with a layer of light and moisture, but in fact, the temperature in this single room is not high, how can drinking a cup of tea make people sweat like this?

Mr. Chen seemed to see my embarrassment, he first asked Qiao Ling to make me another glass of water, and then explained with a smile: "Don't worry, this tea has the effect of pulling sweat, pulling out sweat through blood, relaxing muscles and invigorating pulses, which is the unique effect of this tea." ”

I nodded, and couldn't help but admire, "I see!" I wasted no time in picking up a napkin from the tea table and wiping it on my forehead, not to mention, it felt very cool and pleasant.

It's just that we sat for a long time, and Mr. Chen never got to the point. I tried to get back to the point a few times, but Mr. Chen diverted the topic again.

In desperation, I can only let it develop freely, but the doubts in my heart are getting deeper and deeper, I have been thinking about what he just said, thinking about how the director of the bureau could drink tea with him?

But the more I thought about it, the more confused I became

Mr. Chen put one hand on the tea table, gently tapped the table with the huge jade wrench finger of his finger, and asked me, "I heard Instructor Qiao say that you are her senior brother, right?"

I was stunned for a moment and smiled, "Sort of." ”

Mr. Chen nodded and said, "Instructor Qiao is the pillar of our Tianlong, don't look at her as a woman, but Wu Shuangquan." The other instructors didn't want her. ”

I chimed in, "yes, yes." I also admire Instructor Joe. ”

Mr. Chen smiled again, but looked at Qiao Ling and said to her, "Qiao Ling'er, in your opinion, this senior brother of yours is doing to our other instructors, how is it?"

I was stunned for a moment, thinking to myself, Mr. Chen, what does this mean?

Listening to Qiao Ling replied respectfully: "It's more than that." Mr. Zhao is a capable person, if he joins Tianlong, then we will be like a tiger. ”

Mr. Chen smiled: "It's good to be like a tiger with wings, but it's not fun to lure a wolf into the room!"

My heart chuckled.

Let's listen to Mr. Chen continue: "The dragon has added wings, and it has also recruited wolves. Tonight, we have a plan to kill the wolf. Haha, I hope Mr. Zhao will come in person when the time comes. Mr. Chen looked at me, and his tone became more and more mysterious.

I was shocked again, and I felt that Mr. Chen's every sentence began to become heavy. Moreover, every word he says seems to have some special meaning.

I couldn't help but feel a little weak, thinking that the 'wolf' in Mr. Chen's mouth wouldn't mean me, right?

It's messed up, it's all messed up. The mysterious Mr. Chen, he is too unfathomable.

But what happened next was even more unexpected than I expected.

Mr. Chen suddenly broke away from Qiao Ling and the two men in black, and there were only two of us left in the private room.

After he was silent for a moment, he gently squirmed his lips, stared at me without squinting, and said with a smile: "Zhao Long, I know your details!"

Hearing this, I was immediately stunned again!

To be exact, at this moment, I seem to have been dizzy by Mr. Chen's words.

He suddenly moved out of the bureau chief, and suddenly said that he knew my details, what was the purpose of it? Could it be that the 'wolf' in his mouth really meant me?

I tried my best to hide my apprehension, and smiled at Mr. Chen: "Mr. Chen said that he is laughing, what can I do? If Mr. Chen thinks that I joined Tianlong to lure wolves into the room, then there is no need for us to continue talking." ”

Mr. Chen waved his hand slightly and said, "It seems that you are also an anxious person! I won't do anything to lure a wolf into the room." If I knew you were a wolf, I wouldn't be sitting here talking to you. Then you may not be in this world anymore, haha. Mr. Chen said, taking another sip of tea with confidence. This time he was drinking, not 'tasting'.

I frowned and said, "But Mr. Chen, you are rounding around, and there is murder in every sentence, I am really a little uncomfortable." ”

Mr. Chen smiled: "Yes, haha, even if there is, it is not aimed at you, why should you be afraid?"

I pretended to be calm and asked, "Then what do you mean when you say you know my details?"

Mr. Chen still tapped the table lightly with the jade wrench of his fingers, smacked his mouth, and then said: "Haha, Zhao Long, you misunderstood again! I have a habit of anyone who is ready to be reused, I will spare no effort to investigate his details, no way, this is the principle." In today's society, there are too many things to deceive, which is difficult to prevent. So when I activate everyone, I first understand the person's past and plan for his future. You were a soldier, and you weren't your average soldier. Mr. Chen looked at me tentatively, a mysterious smile erupting from the corners of his mouth.

Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief in my heart: it turned out that the 'bottom line' of Mr. Chen's mouth actually meant this.

This scheming old fox knows how to use people's psychology to gain insight into some things, but fortunately I didn't mess up my senses, otherwise he would have to see the flaws.

It's a very calm conversation, and there is a murderous atmosphere. Perhaps it was only at this point that I fully understood some of the intentions of the Director. Actually, the director of the bureau knew a lot about the affairs of the organization, but he did not reveal too much to me from the beginning of my mission, and I was still complaining about the director at the beginning, complaining that he had assigned me tasks, but did not explain the situation of the opponent clearly. It wasn't until this moment, when faced with such a scheming and unfathomable old fox, that I realized that the more I knew, the more passive I became. I am like a thief, Mr. Chen, who knows a bit about 'mind reading', can always throw out a few words of great weight of temptation unexpectedly, if I now know too much about the details of the organization, then my expression and psychology will betray me in front of Mr. Chen. So, to a certain extent, the less I know about the organization, the more relaxed I will become, and the better I will be able to cope with his successive linguistic temptations.

It's just that I've been thinking about what is the relationship between the director and this Mr. Chen?

Was it a card that Mr. Chan deliberately threw out to test me, or was there something else?

I looked at Mr. Chen almost calmly and corrected his words to a certain extent: "There is no distinction between high and low soldiers, no ordinary soldiers, and no special soldiers. ”

Mr. Chen smiled and said, "False! Of course, other troops cannot be compared with the national guards of the Central Special Guard Bureau! The Central Special Guard Bureau, the ace army of the country, and the internal guard of the direct line of the state leaders, of course, have their own unique ways. ”

I was not surprised by this, but continued to clarify my different views with Mr. Chen: "The title of lineage was a title within the Kuomintang in the past. At present, every soldier and every unit in the national army has its own duties and tasks, and we, like our comrades-in-arms in other units, only have a different division of labor, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior. ”

Mr. Chen said: "I didn't expect you to be so stubborn after being out of the army for so long. Okay, Secretary Zhao, as for the topic of high and low, let's talk about it later. In this case, I will verify your situation first. ”

I was stunned for a moment: he actually called me Secretary Zhao?

But I still lost no time in silence, and smiled at Mr. Chen: "Mr. Chen, you still call me Zhao Long, I am no longer Secretary Zhao, that has become me and my eternal scar." ”

Mr. Chen said, "I have heard of your scars and heard about them. In this way, I will verify your situation first, and then I will describe myself, so as to deepen our understanding and understanding of each other, and it will be more convenient for future cooperation. ”

I laughed and said, "That's the equivalent of an interview?"

Mr. Chen chuckled: "You're really joking." I'm not recruiting you, for talents, we Tianlong will not recruit, but 'invite'!"

The word 'please' in Mr. Chen's words can be described as profound and thought-provoking. But I have to admire this master who seems approachable, but hides the murderous spirit between the lines. His wise eyes are always inscrutable.

I said, "Mr. Chen, you are so polite!"

Mr. Chen smiled: "As far as I know, before you retired, you were the ace guard of the Special Guard Bureau, not only with excellent skills, but also with a wise mind that others can't match. The most enviable thing is that you have a very beautiful girlfriend named Yumon. Yumu is the dream lover of all the officers and soldiers under the Special Secret Service.,With angelic beauty and a lively personality that everyone falls over.。 Of course, the most important point is that she is the biological daughter of the head of the special health service. You are thriving in the Secret Guard Bureau, and you have repeatedly shown your skills in the world-class ring, and you have made a contribution to the country's behavior and admiration for the Secret Guard. But then, because something happened to you and one of the princesses of your country that shouldn't have happened, it caused an uproar, so much so that the bureau made a decision to let you change jobs. But what about you, maybe because you have grievances and grievances in your heart, you didn't accept the country's handouts, and simply chose to choose your own career, you came out to be an ordinary security guard, determined to use your strengths, to do something. There is also the story of us sitting together now, and later. ”

After Mr. Chen finished speaking very briefly, he looked at me with a special pair of eyes, still gently tapping the table with the jade wrench of his fingers, and made a confident and loud sound.

I was a little surprised and said, "Mr. Chen is really well-informed! Did the director tell you?"