Chapter 1159: Are You Sure, It's Really Not Your Thing?

Yoko Honda didn't know what Princess Zhengde wanted to take from Gu Donglan, but she knew one thing very well - the things in the box were definitely not ordinary objects, and they were definitely not formal channels, otherwise Princess Zhengde would not have specifically designated her to take them.

Therefore, when the staff asked, her mood instantly became tense.

"Yes, it's my box...... Is there something wrong? ”

The staff's keen gaze swept over her face.

"Please come with us to the office."

"This ......" Yoko Honda suddenly panicked, "How can this work, I still have to catch a plane, and I ......"

"Take it away!"

Before she could finish speaking, the staff had already raised their chins.

Two uniformed staff members immediately stepped forward, stood beside her, one left and one right, and spoke politely.

"Miss, please cooperate with our work!"

The other party's tone was polite, but there was obvious majesty in it, and Yoko could not be difficult to hear, if she didn't cooperate, then they would definitely have to enforce it in the next second.

In desperation, she had no choice but to obey.

Cooperatively followed everyone to the office, and the staff carried a few of her luggage.

In front of an office, the staff pushed open the door, took her and her luggage inside, and placed them on the table.

Leaving Yoko Honda alone, several people turned around and walked out the door.

Sitting in a chair, Yoko Honda looked around nervously, a panicked expression written on her face.

Squeak –

The door parted, someone walked in, and she turned her face.

Walking in were two men, one of whom was born with a handsome face, she vaguely felt a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but for a while she couldn't remember who the other was.

This Yoko Honda looked at the familiar man, it was Duan Siping.

Walking in with his men, he calmly checked in in his chair and took her papers on the table and looked at them.

"Miss Yoko Honda, huh?"

"Yes!" Yoko Honda smiled, "I think there must be some misunderstanding here, we are here to visit your country this time, if you need proof, you can contact Mr. Deputy Mayor Gu, he is our receptionist!" ”

Duan Siping smiled back at her, "You don't have to be nervous, we're just doing a routine check, if there's nothing special, you can board the plane and leave immediately." ”

He raised his chin slightly, and his subordinates immediately walked over and checked her luggage one by one in front of Yoko Honda.

Handbag, no problem.

Laptop bag, no problem.

Duan Siping raised his chin to the computer, "There seems to be a mezzanine there!" ”

The staff made eye contact with him, opened the small zipper, put his hand in, and when he came out again, there was already a small plastic bag in his hand, which contained something similar to tobacco leaves.

"Look!"

The staff delivered the small package to Duan Siping, who opened the seal and checked it, and lifted the small bag into the air.

"Miss Yoko Honda, what is this?"

Yoko Honda, of course, recognized it, it was marijuana.

She panicked, but her face struggled to keep her composure.

"I don't know, it's not mine!"

"It's in your bag, but it's not yours?"

"This ...... It's not really mine, I'm ...... I've never sucked anything like this! ”

Duan Siping walked over and handed her the small plastic bag.

"Are you sure it's really not your thing?"