Lin Yinqing patted the dust on his shoulder, his tired eyes showed a trace of resentment and anger towards the empty room, and the fan on the top blew the girl's short black hair, as if trying to cool down his already angry self better than nothing.

She hurried through the iron door, the strange frame of which was more than four meters high, as if it had been specially designed for a creature or machine.

Lin Yinqing didn't look at it much, and then tried to hurry to the archive room while no one was surrounding her to find fault, her heart was a little uncomfortable, a series of non-objective factors had completely blocked the entire plan, and even wiped it out.

The huge door frame was accompanied by the blowing wind, blowing people's slightly red cheeks, which did not have the effect of alleviating at all, but made Lin Yinqing's more and more collapsed psychology more painful.

Lin Yinqing's body suddenly felt a trace of heat, this strange feeling made her hate this extremely fierce strong wind, but such an extremely strange complexion was like a rushing wave, which could not be stopped at all, from the earlobes to the ruddy cheeks, it was as if she had drunk too much, and it was difficult to look directly.

Before she could think about it, her mind exploded completely, and she gradually walked up the stairs along the path, leading straight to the office of the 759 leader, angrily wanting to ask for a good understanding.

Lin Yinqing really couldn't suppress the anger and thoughts that completely erupted because of the deception, fraud, and betrayal of the headquarters, and his brain was blank and he wanted to hammer his chest hard.

Lin Yinqing gritted his teeth and strode to the door of the leader's office.

She first clenched her fists tightly, and the green tendons on her arms exploded terribly in an instant, and a murderous aura that seemed to be similar to before erupted like a volcano at this moment.

The room was empty and there was a bald middle-aged man who Lin Yinqing often referred to as a "leader"

This leader is an honorific title, because there is an unwritten but extremely strict rule in 759 that all calls between agents and high-level officials must be based on Western-style dialogue between superiors and subordinates.

In other words, every agent has to call his superiors a superior, even in a rather lame Hong Kong dialect.

Lin Yinqing became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and then he pushed the door and walked in, and the familiar and kind face he faced was making that extremely stiff smile at him, which made Lin Yinqing's heart chuckle slightly, and he sat down firmly on the chair before anyone could speak.

"Coming...?"

"Here, I want a specific list of evacuated overseas Chinese, I hope you can help me, old leader, this is the last friendship between you and me."

Lin Yinqing decisively replied to this weird smile with an extremely serious expression and sharp eyes, and then tilted his legs slightly, looking a little domineering.

"Your face is very bad... Do you want to drink water? ”

The old leader took out a pack of unopened cigarettes from his trouser pocket and gently placed them on the table.

The hands that had nowhere to put subconsciously scratched their backs, pretending to be very itchy, which was just the right way to cover up the embarrassment that people didn't realize for a while.

Lin Yinqing sneered, and then replied:

"How can I trust you?"

Lin Yinqing whispered, staring solemnly at the seemingly harmless eyes of humans and animals opposite the man, and couldn't help but think for a moment, and then continued

"I see what you mean."

She became more gentle and elegant, and smiled with a smile.

But the extra vigilant heart blocked the trust in this person as usual, out of helplessness, she could only shake her head, expressing her extremely complicated feelings, and at the same time resolutely resisting this almost caring, but in fact it was mixed with a man's extremely evil routine.

Her legs were cocked high, burning and pressing, yet so sexy.

"Uh... You have to trust our command..."

The man wasn't finished yet

"Fuck you, bullshit!"

Lin Yinqing slapped the table hard and glared at the man fiercely.

The irrepressible anger seemed to erupt in the next moment, and this irrepressible feeling had become an unquenchable bushfire, burning everything related to life with a menacing threat.

She wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and stood up directly from her chair, as if she was venting her injustice in her mind, or doing meaningless abuse.

Such a graceful figure was all revealed in front of the man's eyes at this moment, and he was still sitting on the chair with a gentlemanly attitude, his clean shirt was like a human skin, and his black trousers were more like a shield to hide his beastliness.

Lin Yinqing felt that he had completely changed his appearance, and the negotiations were completely broken in just a few sentences.

All the thoughts of trying to accomplish the task through peace and conversation became a complete fantasy, and then they were ruthlessly thrown into the garbage heap of reality, as if they had never come at all.

"Miss Lin...? What do you seem to have on your mind? ”

"No, I don't, I just want a phone from Miss Jingmei."

The two are still talking, but unlike the warm and kind pictures in the past, this time the conversation seems to be full of ** smell, just like two punching bags are crazy to each other, but in fact it is useless.

Lin Yinqing took out his mobile phone from his satchel, put it on the table, then took off his glasses and folded them, and threw them into the paper basket beside him.

"She's back, but now ......"

"You don't fucking pretend to be garlic."

Lin Yinqing wanted to directly pull him by the collar and beat him up, but now, even if she really beat up this once amiable man, what could she do? It's not the same and doesn't do anything about the whole task.

Lin Yinqing used her blank brain to think for a moment, and then suppressed the anger that could not be released again, but this was also heartburn, and her eyes were a little rosy.

The man looked out the window, handed over a note, and then lay on the table to avoid Lin Yinqing's eyes.

And Lin Yinqing took the note in one hand, held the mobile phone tightly in the other, and left the room without saying goodbye.

"No..."

Lin Yinqing muttered quietly, hugged the satchel that was particularly precious in her heart, and hurriedly left this place that she would never come to from this moment on, once full of good memories.

Lin Yinqing ran as fast as he could to the long-abandoned playground.

The bitter cold wind ruffled her short black hair, and in the empty playground stood a statue of extreme decay, and she looked at the towering mountains in the distance and held her breath, and then dialed the phone number on the note.

Each number is a note of the beginning of revenge, and these 9 digits represent that 759 is gradually moving towards self-depravity and self-destruction.

Lin Yin counted the dial buttons, then pointed the phone to his ear, and waited quietly after checking the hands-free for many times.

The cold wind blew her body, and her slender figure seemed to no longer tempt the earth all the time, and at the same time, there were handsome cheeks built up by her thick eyebrows.

Her finger was always on the shutdown button, and after the phone was dialed, Miss Jingmei's side extended it for a little longer for five minutes before she said a secret sentence:

"What?"

Lin Yinqing replied:

"There's a problem up there, borrow your rights, Sister Xie."

Miss Jingmei smiled, and said that she was finally a little smarter, and then replied:

"Clever, I promised, face-to-face, positioning, informant, ove

。 ”

Lin Yinqing pressed the power off button for a long time, and the mobile phone screen suddenly went black, and at this moment, she suddenly showed an extremely weird and dark smile, and left the school along the familiar skipping class.

Walking on this relatively old path, Lin Yinqing's heart calmed down a little, and the leather shoes seemed a little wasteful on the wet soil, and the black shoes finally added a bit of a sense of hometown at this moment.

The black silk was tightly clinging to her thighs, beads of sweat seeping through her body, and she was very agile as she walked through the leafy woods one after another, while nervously surveying her surroundings.

Her gaze swept over the dense woods around her, the green grass was covered with yellow leaves falling from the trees, the fiery red sun in the sky seemed to have lost its proper effect, in short, there was nothing wrong around.

"Ah...... It's really cold. ”

She said in her heart.