Chapter 493 of the main text The secret recipe was lost again

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"Boss, my dearest boss, you can't do this to me, I know you're the wisest, you must have heard me joking, yes, I'm joking, therefore, you must be joking with me, right?" Neeson suddenly threw himself on the desk, grabbed Mo Feng's hand, and pleaded in a crying voice. `

Just as Nissen was crying, Mo Feng's phone rang.

The call was made by Jon.

"I have two pieces of news to report to you, boss." Jon always gets straight to the point when he speaks.

"About Lawrence?" Mo Feng glared at Neeson, signaling him to be quiet, and then asked Jon in an indifferent tone.

"One of the pieces of news has something to do with him."

Jon saw that Mo Feng was listening, and then said, "Do you remember some time ago when you asked Marshall to contact some retired special forces? Marshall has just called, sixty Marines have arrived at the base, please have time to take a look. ”

Compared with other mercenary groups, which often have hundreds or thousands of people, the Grim Reaper, who only has more than a hundred people, is indeed a little shabby.

Soon after the new establishment of the Reaper mercenary group, in order to hide people's eyes, Jon used his connections to rent a piece of land in Boulder City, about 300 kilometers southeast of Las Vegas, and built the Golden Shield Security Company to cover it. `

Today's Golden Shield Security Company is a large-scale security company with nearly 1,000 professional security personnel, and almost all major festivals and exhibitions in M country can see the shadow of Golden Shield Security Company. And the members of the Reaper Mercenary Regiment are hidden among these security personnel on weekdays.

As the business of the Golden Shield Company grew, Jon and Marshall gradually felt that there was a shortage of key personnel, even if they put all the fourth and fifth squads of the Reaper Mercenary Regiment into it, they still felt overstretched. So Jon proposed to Mo Feng a month ago to expand the ranks of the Reaper Mercenary Regiment's special combat team.

Regarding the matter of the Death Mercenary Group and the Golden Shield Security Company, Mo Feng adopted a sheep herding policy, he only paid the money and did not participate in specific daily matters, of course, the money was not taken out of his pocket. It was Joseph Aaron, the gold medalist.

"That's good news, take the time to check it out." After listening to Jon, Mo Feng's eyes lit up, and he said to Jon on the other end of the phone with a smile.

"What's the second message?"

"This news is related to Lawrence, the secret recipe is missing, and all traces point to Lawrence doing it!" Jon's deep voice came clearly from the microphone, and because the office was very quiet, and Mo Feng didn't deliberately hide it, Neeson, who was at the tip of his ear, stood up from the sofa at once. `

"Did you find out what's going on?" Mo Feng glared at Neeson fiercely. Then he asked in a low voice.

Neeson, who was just about to walk towards Mo Feng and was about to hear more clearly, was glared at by Mo Feng, rubbed his hands and smiled and sat down on the sofa, waiting for Mo Feng's scolding.

Angel came the news half an hour ago, the secret recipe for diabetes USB stick was stolen by a deputy director of the Kanas Institute in the early hours of yesterday morning, and then the director of the Kannas Institute, Christian, ordered the institute's security department to make a secret search, and found the deputy director at eight o'clock this morning under a cliff three kilometers away from the Kanas Institute, but unfortunately he had been burned to char in the car.

The incident was classified as an accident by the traffic department, and the time occurred around 3 a.m. The USB flash drive is not on the deputy director. Jon gave Mo Feng a general introduction to what had happened on the phone.

"Will it be burned?" Mo Feng asked in a condensed voice.

"Impossible." Jon denied, "The USB flash drive is made of a special alloy. It can withstand temperatures of more than 5,000 degrees. ”

"What's the reaction from Liu Huanxue's side?" Of course, Mo Feng will not forget that the secret recipe for diabetes was given to the Kanas Institute by Liu Huanxue on the orders of his father Liu Jin.

"Liu Huanxue shouldn't know about this matter now, but after all, she won't be able to hide it for long." Jon said.

"Okay lawyer, tell Angel to continue the search for the whereabouts of the secret recipe, but only if you are safe. I guess it won't be long before we're busy again. Traffic accidents, liar ghosts! ”

"Aha, the secret recipe has been stolen. Great, we've got money to make again, let me guess which cute bastard did it, Lawrence, oh oh. It must have been Lawrence's bastard. ”

Mo Feng put down the phone and looked at the excited Neeson with an idiot-like gaze, and couldn't help but have a doubt in his heart, how could this kind of stupid guy be recognized as an intelligence genius by Fan 6 and the CIA?

"Mr. Neeson, stop, stop, listen to me, don't you feel ashamed that you haven't collected such important information until now? You just assured me of your abilities, you know, I've always been a big believer in your abilities, Mr. Neeson, and I hope that in three days a detailed secret investigation will appear on this table, ok? Also, I forgot that there was information worth 40 million in three months."

In Mo Feng's threatening voice, Neeson no longer had the leisure he had just now, and fled with a strange scream.

"Huh?" At about ten o'clock in the evening, when Mo Feng drove to the door of his house after handling all the affairs, he found that the lights of his house were on, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly turned out the lights, and parked the car in a secret place outside the gate as soon as he turned the steering wheel.

Through the fence, Mo Feng saw that the living room on the first floor of Long's clinic was brightly lit, and a vague figure was cast on the curtain, and the figure kept walking around, giving people a very anxious look.

Mo Feng's face froze, and he pulled out the pistol that had saved his life from his waist, held his breath, and cautiously touched the door.

Due to the fact that several supernatural people he saw after coming to country M were more perverted than the other, in order not to expose himself, Mo Feng did not dare to use his divine sense to investigate, so he put the true qi in his body into operation, just in case.

Looking at this mysterious figure, Mo Feng clearly remembered that nurse Jones had asked herself for a week off the day before yesterday to visit her aunt in Florida; And Ziyi was finally picked up by a young man sent by Qin Mu to Nuren City three days ago, the old vampire hadn't seen it for more than half a month, and I don't know if he was overtaken by those magic sticks. All in all, there should be no one in the family at this time.

Is this man in the family a thief? This thief is too bold, he doesn't say anything about it, and dares to dangle around the house.

Mo Feng quietly unscrewed the door lock with the key, and then pushed the door open suddenly, his body flashed, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the figure in the living room like lightning.

"There are thieves!" Before Mo Feng could see this person's face clearly, a deafening soprano voice had already sounded sharply in the living room