Dan Mitchell was talking to a few men in the study of a mansion in Billy Foshan, which was soundproofed, so the content of the conversation between the two people would naturally not be transmitted, but it was obvious that several gray-haired old guys were shaking their heads, obviously expressing disagreement.

"TCM is included in medical insurance, which is almost unsuccessful! Most people will object, especially those who have shares in pharmaceutical companies, even if it is an exchange of interests, they will not let go lightly, because as long as Chinese medicine enters the medical insurance, their cheese will be moved. ”

An old man shook his head, but he was telling the truth, and sometimes, pushing for a reform is like declaring war on those with vested interests, and the fierceness of the process can be imagined.

"I know, but ...... We can do it slowly, and it will be done! Dan Mitchell apparently also considered "this situation," and we did not know how to use our relationship to try to involve as many members of parliament as possible who did not have a great deal to do with this interest, and form a majority. Don't let those guys get ahead of you! ”

"Alright then, let's hope that's the end of our conversation for today, I have another meeting in the afternoon!" The old man spoke, and stood up, followed by several others, and they shook hands with Dan Mitchell one by one.

When the men were gone, a tall, middle-aged man in a black suit walked over and stood behind Dan Mitchell, looking at them thoughtfully. He is Dan Mitchell's butler.

"Do you know why I'm so big about this?" Dan Mitchell walked slowly to the window and looked out at the tree-lined landscape. Said softly.

"Is it because of Fan Zhen?"

"yes, this man...... It's amazing, if you can't be friends. And don't let him be our opponent. Dan Mitchell turned his head and smiled wryly, "Archpharaoh Gicarro Pock has already warned me that I must make this happen. Some small favors and small favors are impossible to make him have a good impression of your increase, but if it is to benefit his entire Chinese medicine system, this affection is very great, and he has to appreciate it! ”

"I see!" The butler nodded. "In a few days, Mr. President will come to Los Angeles to visit you, and the White House has confirmed the news with me! And people will be sent in advance to arrange safety work. ”

"I see. This time, Mr. President didn't come to see me, he had a heart and lung disease, which affected his work and life. So...... This time he still needs our treatment. But...... Again, this can only be alleviated, not cured. Dan Mitchell shook his head and smiled wryly, "Maybe Zhen can ......"

"Maybe you can ask Mr. Zhen to come over......"

"If he's that good to please...... The point is the bastards in the White House, they don't approve of Chinese medicine too much, although some of them know a little bit of acupuncture or something. Dan Mitchell smiled, "Let's wait until Mr. President arrives, he's not an easy fool!" ”

The two of them were talking, when they suddenly heard a soft knock on the door. Then the door was ajar, and a bodyguard said to Dan Mitchell at the door, "There's a gentleman named Van Zhen down there who has something to look for you." He came over with your business card, so ...... I made him wait in the hall! ”

"Fan.Zhen?"

Dan Mitchell was stunned for a moment, then smiled, which was a coincidence. Not just Dan Mitchell, but even the butler had a smile on his face.

"Invite him to the study...... No, I'll go down personally! Dan Mitchell said a word, and then picked up his cane and walked downstairs, and the butler hurried after him, for fear that Dan Mitchell would fall.

In the hall downstairs, a young man stood outstanding, looking around at this hall, if his own hall was elegant, then this hall was simply luxurious.

"Zhen, it's really you, this is too pleasantly surprised." Dan Mitchell laughed, put his cane on his side, opened his arms, walked over with a little limp, and gave Zhen Fan a big hug.

"Please sit down, please take a seat!" Dan Mitchell beckoned Zhen Fan to sit down, and then said to the butler, "Then the best tea, Longjing imported from China!" ”

The housekeeper agreed, but Zhen Fan smiled a little surprised: "I didn't expect Mr. Mitchell to like Chinese tea too?" Looks like I'm in for a treat! Zhen Fan smiled and looked around the living room again.

Mitchell saw Zhen Fan looking at his hall, and smiled quite smugly in his heart: "This is the best designer I hired to design, and it has been almost ten years." ”

"I just happened to think of this number, ten years may be a little worse, I guess nine and a half years will look like." Zhen Fan said and looked at Mitchell's leg again, shook his head and smiled, "Presumably your leg started to hurt ten years ago, and you can't find the cause, and sometimes it's a little better, sometimes it's very bad." ”

"Yes, maybe it's old!" Mitchell shook his head and smiled.

"If you take this bottle...... That's right, if you move this big vase more than one person high, put it in the corner of the wall over there, and then plant two ginkgo trees in front of your door, then you will feel a little different. Zhen Fan pointed to two places in front of the door.

"It's very interesting, I'll definitely try it!" Mitchell smiled and nodded, he didn't mean to despise Zhen Fan's opinion, but secretly remembered it in his heart.

"Well, Mr. Mitchell, I didn't want to bother you, but I've recently encountered a strange thing, and I may have to rely on your help!" Zhen Fan said the opening, and then directly explained his intention.

"Whatever it is, just say it!" Mitchell agreed very simply, and this was a good opportunity to get close to Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan looked around, and there were servants cleaning in the living room, so he shook his head: "Why don't we find a quiet place to talk about this?" ”

"Of course, that's for sure, let's go upstairs in the study and talk!"

At that moment, Mitchell, accompanied by the butler, went to the study and sat down. Zhen Fan looked at the housekeeper, closed his mouth, and didn't say a word.

Mitchell naturally understood what he meant. With a wave of his hand, he let the butler go out first.

When there were only the two of them left in the room, Zhen Fan said, "I don't know what the position of your housekeeper is, but today's topic is a bit special, so ...... I'm sorry, I don't want him to hear it too. ”

"It's okay, just say it. I'm listening! Mitchell smiled warmly.

So Zhen Fan told what happened to Jennifer, and then frowned and said, "Whose power is the energy that possesses Jennifer?" Who else but you exist in the world with such practices? I know you're not the owner of energy. Unlike the Great Pharaohs, you are the closest to them. So I think you might know something! ”

Mitchell smiled bitterly, "Yes, although I can't have energy, I am an agent of the Great Pharaoh in this world. So...... I will be born, old, sick and die. Not even my own leg pain could be cured. ”

"Not even the Great Pharaoh can heal?" Zhen Fan was a little surprised.

"Yes, it's not what they're good at! They're better at manipulating people's souls, and controlling energy for offense or defense, I don't know what they're going to do, but it must be something other than treating various diseases, you know, energy is not omnipotent, the key is how to use the person who can lead! ”

"You've got a lot of knowledge!" Zhen Fan smiled. "Now you can sue me, where does that evil energy come from?"

"Do you know District 51?" Mitchell did not answer Zhen Fan's words directly. Instead, he asked Zhen Fan a question, this question is very strange, District 51?

Zhen Fan has heard of it, and it often appears in movies, even last year, the president of the United States admitted that the United States has a so-called 51st District, but it is the first special department for the study of aliens, or is it an ordinary military base? No one knows about this.

"What does this have to do with District 51?" Zhen Fan said in surprise.

"Of course it does!" Mitchell was silent for a while, and then he seemed to have made up his mind, and said to Zhen Fan, "There is indeed a zài in Area 51, but it is not a special department for the study of so-called aliens, nor is it a military base, but an institution that studies a mysterious ore, which has been stored for many years. ”

"Studying mysterious ores?" Zhen Fan was not stunned, "Meteorite? ”

"Yes, it's a meteorite, and a piece of it fell in an area of Lincolnshire, southern Nevada, ninety-three miles northwest of downtown Las Vegas. Another piece fell in the Atlantic Ocean, and its whereabouts are still unknown, and the Navy dispatched a number of warships, but it just couldn't be detected. ”

"Well, can you make a long story short?" Zhen Fan didn't really want to hear these sci-fi stories.

"Well, okay, I'll cut it a little shorter." Mitchell nodded, "The people involved in the study of meteorites were all top scientists, and two of them were the main leaders, one was physicist Benjamin Wallace and the other was astronomer Sid Frits. ”

The meteorite fell more than 100 years ago, and the discovery of the meteorite was in the thirties of the US government, when some scientists detected that the meteorite has a mysterious energy, so the government launched the study of the meteorite. However, the good times did not last long, and the meteorite was finally divided into three pieces during development, one in Wallace's hands, one in Fridge's hands, and one in the real yàn room.

No one could figure out if the energy came from a meteorite, but Wallace and Fritch mysteriously disappeared a few months later, and then a secret organization appeared in Los Angeles, not far from Nevada, with a mysterious energy owner consisting of several archpharaohs and many pharaohs. And there is another, which is prevented in a more hidden life, and that is the organization that Jennifer encountered.

It seems that this time there is really some trouble!

"And...... These people who have been irradiated by meteorites will have their genes mutated because of this, and some legends may be false, but they can be passed down for that long, or they may be true, such as werewolves and vampires...... After all, it has been more than 100 years since the meteorite fell on the world, and these stories have been circulating in the world since more than 100 years ago! Mitchell shook his head and smiled helplessly! (To be continued......)