"Los Angeles Commissioner Alex?" one of them asked without waiting for him to speak, with a hint of indifference and a hint of arrogance and majesty in his tone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Alex glanced at the other party in surprise, and subconsciously stood up and nodded.

"Very well, we're FBI personnel, this is our ID," another man snapped, placing a black ID on Alex's desk.

A trace of surprise and shock flashed in Alex's eyes, the FBI, this unique FBI in the United States, the person who has not seen the end of the dragon will appear in his office, you know, even if he is the police chief of a city, the number of times he has seen these mysterious personnel is only a handful, but after the surprise, it is the panic that follows, could it be that he committed something?

"Don't be nervous, it's okay with you this time, but from now on, we need your cooperation to tell us all the relevant clues that you got from the missing singer Masaki, of course, you can also understand that this kidnapping case is now taken over by us", another FBI agent looked at Alex and said.

Alex breathed a sigh of relief, he was getting into trouble by the political discipline, and now there is a mysterious FBI taking over, that is the result he is most happy to see, this hot potato, the sooner it is thrown out, the better, but at the same time, there is also a trace of doubt in his heart, an ordinary kidnapping case, even if the kidnapped person is a Grammy winner, even if the kidnapping method is relatively novel, but it can't be committed FBI out of the horse, I didn't expect that this case, which I didn't pay much attention to, could rise to this height!

While Alex was surprised and the police searched with great fanfare, in a dark alley, a man wearing a black round hat and a trench coat with an oriental face leaned against the corner, silently as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the corner of the alley, where there was a sound of footsteps, subconsciously, he stretched his hand into his pocket, and after seeing the person who came out, he breathed a sigh of relief, quietly let go of the right hand holding the gun in the pocket, took out a cigarette casually, and threw it to the other party.

"What's the matter? Is there any news for you to inquire about?Is it done by the mafia?" the man in the black hat squinted his eyes and took a puff of his cigarette, and his words turned out to be pure Chinese.

The person asked was a black man, he took the cigarette handed by the man, "snapped", lit it, took a deep breath, seemed to enjoy the mellow aroma of tobacco, and after a few seconds shook his head and said: "No, I understand, no one has kidnapped Chinese people in the past few days, let alone Zhengji is so famous."

"Okay, this is your payment, remember to contact me if you have any news," the man in the black hat threw a step of the dollar, and without getting the answer he wanted, he turned around and covered his hat without stopping, and walked out of the alley.

"Firefox, the Los Angeles mafia has not moved the political discipline, this can be ruled out", the man in the black hat took out his mobile phone as he walked and made a strange call.

"Well, got it, continue to investigate and see what other organizations are," an apparently processed voice came from the other end of the line.

Similar scenes, different people, the same Asian faces, are collecting any information about political discipline in their own different ways, inquiring about the situation in each organization, yes, they are the intelligence officers sent by China to lurk in the United States for many years, and they have already started their own operations!

In a luxurious hotel room, a man hung up the phone, walked to the side room with a regretful look on his face, and looked at the woman standing in front of the window and looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, she was wearing a light blue dress, weak and intellectual, as if she was a quietly open jasmine flower, so fresh, so outstanding, the window shadow reflected her delicate face, distressing tightly locked brows, a pair of misty autumn eyes, if Zhengji was there, she could be recognized at a glance, she was Song Yu.

"Miss Song, unfortunately, we haven't collected any valuable clues so far," the man lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Song Yu's eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see her disappointed look or feel ashamed that he hadn't fulfilled her expectations.

"Not yet?" Song Yu turned around, looked at the fire fox with his head down, and whispered to himself, a trace of worry and disappointment flashed in his eyes, after hearing Hu Yu's call, she rushed to Los Angeles overnight yesterday, and she didn't rest all day, she was thinking about Zhengji all the time, where is he now, what are his kidnappers going to do to him? Is he okay? Questions one by one, like essential breathing, appear in her mind all the time.

"I'm afraid that the organization of this kidnapping of Mr. Zheng is not simple, this kidnapping plan is very rigorous, and the sweeping work is also rigorous, leaving almost no clues, I am afraid that there are not many people who can avoid our intelligence organization, but before that, Miss Song, you better rest, once there is a result, we will inform you as soon as possible", Huohu looked at Song Yu and said seriously and sincerely.

"I'm fine, don't worry, how is Hu Yu?" Song Yu shook his head, thought of something, and suddenly asked.

"Miss Hu Yu has fallen asleep, and we have mixed some sleeping medicine with the food we gave her," Huohu said, this woman named Hu Yu, it seems that since Zhengji disappeared, she has not eaten a mouthful of food or drunk a mouthful of water, until Song Yu found her, the whole person has almost collapsed, and fainted on the spot, fortunately, the blood sugar is too low, and she is fine after the rescue of professionals.

"That's good, take care of him, you guys continue to be busy, you must do everything you can", Song Yu looked at this bustling city with complicated eyes, Zhengji, where would he be?

And Huaguo, which is thousands of miles away, is in a different situation.

In the silent courtyard, there seems to be less laughter and laughter in the past, an indescribable silent sadness is diffused in the air little by little, and the white osmanthus flowers that are full of trees seem to have become a kind of sadness at this moment, rendering this atmosphere, the big black dog on the ground also seems to be infected by this depressing atmosphere, without the liveliness and naughtiness of the past, there is a weak tongue sticking out, quietly nesting in the corner to watch their masters.

In the room, quietly silent, Li Xuemei and Zheng Xueping, one sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, the other sat at the desk, there seemed to be no life in their eyes, only a bottomless grief and worry remained, their eyes were red and swollen, their eyes were full of red bloodshots, neither of them spoke, the only sound, maybe it was the TV news that had been broadcast since last night, the two of them stared blankly at the pictures on the TV flashing frame by frame, although the eyes flashed with reflections, but it seemed that there was no reaction at all, only when the name Zhengji was mentioned in the TV by chance, the eyes of the two flashed with brilliance, capturing all the news about Zhengji。

"Uncle, aunt, eat something, Brother Zhengji will definitely be fine! He will definitely come back!" A crying voice sounded, at the door, Zheng Xiaotong, who was holding dinner, stood there haggardly, with tears in the corners of his eyes, the same red in his eyes, and he looked sadly at the uncle and aunt who had always been smiling in his impression, since the news of Brother Zhengji's kidnapping came from abroad, the uncle and aunt stayed like this for a day and a night.

Zheng Xueping seemed to be awakened by Xiaotong's voice, a look flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly turned around to look at Xiaotong, with an abnormal flush on his face, looked at her nervously and said, "What's wrong Xiaotong?

Seeing the appearance of her uncle, who used to be bookish and polite, Xiaotong couldn't help but tears flowed down her cheeks, biting her lip hard, shaking her head, not knowing how to respond to her uncle's hopeful eyes.

Seeing his niece's expression, Zheng Xueping's whole spirit just now seemed to be suddenly gone, he collapsed in the chair, he never shed tears, the corners of his eyes were moist, his son has not come back yet, his son still has no news, most of his life, only this one child, Zhengji, can be said to be his lifeline! It is his everything! It is the motivation for him to survive! And now, his only son, the son who is extremely proud of him, sent back the news of his kidnapping yesterday! How can this not make him frightened! How can you keep him from being discouraged!

"My child, my child will be fine, Xueping, you tell me, my child will be fine!" Li Xuemei seemed to be awakened, stood up suddenly, grabbed Zheng Xueping's clothes, and shouted loudly with great worry and sadness in her eyes, her expression seemed to be a little crazy, the child is the flesh cut off her mother's body, not to mention that she dragged Zhengji from childhood to adulthood, and her love for him was even reluctant to beat him, but now, she heard such bad news, and she did not collapse, and she was already considered strong Li Xuemei.

"Wow, aunt and uncle, don't do this, Brother Zhengji will definitely come back," Xiaotong, who was holding the meal, looked at the scene in front of her, couldn't help it anymore, squatted on the ground and hugged her legs and cried loudly, she was still a child, and the emotions of adults were easily transmitted to her, and it made her feel that there was no master.

"Shut up! Who is this mourning for!" Suddenly, a majestic and old voice sounded in the room, causing everyone to stop crying, and subconsciously looked at the door.

At the door, an old man stood there tremblingly with a cane, it was Masaki's grandmother, whose kind face in the past was unprecedentedly stern at the moment, her lips trembled, and she didn't know whether she was angry or tired, and she looked at her son and daughter-in-law in the house with hatred.

ps: Hello hello, hello everyone, take a leave of absence~ I'm on a business trip in Hebei today, and there aren't many code words~~ I'll change it first!