The raindrops in the middle of the night became thin and la, not as urgent as dinner time, Yuan Youliao and Fan Meng sat side by side in the car, their eyes never left the villa at No. 15 Jintian Street. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Will there be a back door?" Fan Meng was a little uneasy.

"No, when I went to buy dinner, I had already walked around this villa, and there was only one door in the whole courtyard." Yuan Youliao replied with certainty.

"That's fine, let's wait here." Fan Meng glanced at his watch, and seeing that it was still early, he wrapped his coat tightly, ready to close his eyes and recuperate for a while.

Yuan Youliao glanced at Fan Meng and wanted to hand him a cigarette, but Fan Meng pushed him back.

"Don't you think Bai Shixiong's secretary looks unusual." Yuan Youliao lit a cigarette, and in the swirling smoke, he said the confusion trapped in his heart.

"Have you seen her?" Fan Meng didn't open his eyes, but his tone of reply sounded serious.

"In Wang Chao nightclub, there was a relationship. Her eyes and expression already showed that this woman was not a good person. ”

"I've also met her once, and I feel that she has a strong ability to read words and feelings. But if you think about it, if you are a yellow-haired little girl who is not deeply involved in the world, if you want to be a personal secretary under Bai Shixiong, it should be difficult. As for the tigers and wolves around him, they must have strong emotional intelligence to be able to do the right and left. As he spoke, Fan Meng took the cigarette case from Yuan Youliao's hand and lit one himself.

"What, have you been investigating her lately?" Fan Meng continued to ask.

Yuan Youliao smiled and shook his head: "I can't take care of her yet." ”

Listening to Yuan Youliao's rather smug tone, Fan Meng couldn't help laughing: "It seems that you have gained a lot recently, let's listen to it, chief reporter." ”

Since Lao Cao was sick and went home to recuperate, Yuan Youliao changed the name of the chief reporter in charge of the social news section to himself, he hoped that before Lao Cao came back, he would dig up more valuable headlines and sit firmly in the position of the chief reporter, as for the whereabouts of other people, he really didn't care much.

"I recently discovered that Lan Nana, Bai Zechuan's girlfriend, regularly sends money to a temporary account on Planet Dee, and the user of that temporary account is a young man in his early twenties, named He Shu." After speaking, a bright smile crossed Yuan Youliao's face.

"Does this Lanana have a little white face?" Fan Meng's first reaction was also common.

"It's still uncertain, I originally wanted to go to the planet Dee in the next two days to track this He Shu, but a big fish came to the door inexplicably, so I had to slow down this matter first."

Looking at Yuan Youliao's confident appearance, Fan Meng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It seems that the hat of the chief reporter is still likable, it seems that there are a lot of breaking news received." I used to think that you were a very thoughtful journalist, but I didn't have the opportunity to develop myself, but now that the opportunity has come, you have to take advantage of it. Among those of us who are registered with superpowers, there has not been a famous reporter yet. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Youliao couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

"Don't worry, I'll make it. But the premise is that I must have your help to achieve my career. As he spoke, Yuan Youliao put his encouraging eyes on Fan Meng's body.

"As long as it's legal, I'll do my best." Fan Meng looked at Yuan Youliao with a smile.

This did not surprise Yuan Youliao, in his opinion, Fan Meng is good anywhere, but sometimes he is too pedantic and rigid, always standing rigidly in the so-called legal framework, and living on the line.

But it doesn't matter, these habits can be slowly run-in, Yuan Youliao believes that one day Fan Meng will soberly agree that there are too many gray areas in this world, and he himself is one of the people connecting this gray area.

At this moment, Yuan Youliao just looked at Fan Meng with a smile, and he didn't want to say anything more on this topic.

"Do you know Tian Meixin?" Yuan Youliao suddenly changed the subject.

Hearing Yuan Youliao say this name, Fan Meng was still a little surprised.

"Did she tell you her full name?" Fan Meng looked at Yuan Youliao in surprise.

"yes, is that hard?" was asked like this, Yuan Youliao was a little inexplicable.

"That's not an ordinary difficulty, Sister Datian never reveals her real name to anyone, unless it's the archives staff of the control base, and you have to be an old senior."

"Really, fake? You're talking too much, isn't it? Yuan Youliao pulled out the on-board computer on the side of the car and clicked to play light music.

"None of that matters, though, I've heard she's the manager of Wang Chao's nightclub now, isn't it?" Fan Meng asked curiously.

"yes, yes."

"That's good, it's good to finally get rid of the unbearable past and start a new life."

"What is the unbearable past?" Yuan Youliao turned his head and asked curiously.

"Nothing." Fan Meng twisted his head out the window.

"You're always like this, whetting someone's appetite and not going on, it's really annoying." Yuan Youliao stared at Fan Meng's deliberately avoided side face and said with disgust.

Fan Meng smiled embarrassedly and said, "Tian Meixin is actually a good woman. It's just that the environment in which she lives makes her sometimes have to make some misjudgments about survival, but after leaving the planet Dee, her life has begun to improve very well, which is indeed what we hope to see the end of the control base. ”

"Okay, okay, it's your old clichés again. Can you not always be bitter and hateful like a philanthropist, okay? Isn't entertainment good at the moment, life needs to be happy in the world, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. Yuan Youliao shook his head impatiently.

Looking at Yuan Youliao, who couldn't understand him at all in front of him, Fan Meng felt accustomed to it.

He unscrewed his soda, took a sip, and said, "No way, each of us has a different nature of work, and my task is to help our kind better integrate into the current social life." In this kind of process, there will always be difficulties of one kind or another, and it is inevitable to feel more emotional. ”

Thinking about it from another perspective, this explanation is indeed quite sincere.

Yuan Youliao nodded in agreement and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about this, too deep a collision of ideas will always make us both lose." ”

"Well, but Tian Meixin is really a good woman, you can think about developing her." Fan Meng encouraged unrelentingly.

Seeing Fan Mengxian eating radish and worrying about it, Yuan Youliao could only respond helplessly: "The eight characters haven't been skimmed yet, don't give me so much pressure, okay." ”

"Okay, I'm just saying that if you have the chance, I'm not coercing you." Fan Meng responded seriously.