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At this time, a transport ship had been sent to evacuate overseas Chinese, but the two did not return to China, but went to Malaysia.

But now the airport...

"Indonesians are very greedy, if it is Chinese, they will ask you for a lot of tips, if you bring something, you will ask for more..." Su Wei said: "Or take a boat, after all, the distance is so close..."

"How's that going to work!" Song Yan shook his head: "Since he collects tips from the countrymen, he can't let it go, don't forget what our organization does!" ”

He took out a piece of talisman paper and drew it casually and handed it to Su Wei: "I'll teach you a matching formula, when the time comes, they won't be able to see us with this talisman, not only do we not have to tip, but we don't have to pay for air tickets!" ”

"Really?" Su Wei looked at the rune paper in his hand and couldn't understand what was written at all.

"The password is: you can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me... Keep talking, you can't stop! Song Yan solemnly instructed: "Put the talisman on your chest and let's go!" ”

Su Zhijiang put the talisman on his chest suspiciously, and when he turned around, he asked again: "Is this really okay?" ”

Song Yan nodded: "I never lie!" ”

Su Wei looked at the talisman in his hand, and then looked at an Indonesian prosecutor at the checkpoint, and walked over with a kind of wind and cold momentum.

Song Yan smiled behind him and followed.

To Su's surprise, the Indonesian police really didn't see themselves!

Su Zhi also shook his hand in front of the police curiously, but the man still didn't react!

It's amazing!

Su Zhi sighed and recited the incantation, and the two got on the plane, for some reason, the plane was not full yet, and the two finally didn't have to stand all the way.

An hour later, the plane arrived in Kuala Lumpur.

At this time, Kuala Lumpur, which had just been hit by a flood, was still a bit chaotic, the streets had not been cleared of mud, and the shops on the street were somewhat dilapidated.

"It's late on the street, the water and fire are ruthless, Mogami River..."Su Wei shook his head and said.

"What did you say?" Song Yan asked.

"It's nothing..."Su Zhi hurriedly replied: "The front is the Ministry of Agriculture..."

Ye Liyuan is Chinese, but his wife is a Malay, but his son's nationality was changed later.

In the 70s of the 20th century, because the Chinese party MCA had an advantage in the election, coupled with a series of factors such as domestic foreign policy at that time, the current Malay ruling party UMNO planned to launch a riot...

Of course, in the current statement, it may be that the ethnic contradictions between the Malays and the Chinese have no political influence, of course, how many people will believe this kind of words, so I don't want to say much.

After that riot, Malay is now a country ruled by "Malays", and the opposition parties split from the Malay Federation to form Singapore.

"I haven't heard of any of this..."Song Yan only felt extremely indignant when he heard this.

"It's on Baidu..."Su Wei smiled: "But ordinary Chinese people won't pay attention to these, if I didn't come to Singapore to study, I wouldn't know..."

"Actually, I didn't want to save people in Indonesia at first, but I couldn't withstand the request of this old doctor..."

Song Yan listened quietly, Su Wei seemed to have been silent for decades, and finally found a bosom friend, and chatted hard when he caught a topic.

"You may stay in China for a long time and don't understand, don't look at me studying in Singapore, but if it's not necessary, I won't go to the surrounding countries..."

As they spoke, they had arrived in front of a government building.

"What are you going to do?" Su Wei asked.

"He's just an ordinary person, I have too many ways to make him comply..."Song Yan smiled: "You say, how about letting Mr. Ye Liyuan tell his son in person?" ”

Ye Liyuan naturally couldn't speak, after all, his son couldn't see it, but Song Yan's ability to make a sound was too suitable for pretending to be a ghost.

Ye Chunming is the deputy minister of the Ministry of Agriculture of Malaysia, born in 63, he is 53 years old this year, but he is still in good spirits and ambitious, after all, he still has 12 years to retire, in case he becomes a minister or prime minister!

Of course, in the eyes of an outsider like Su Zhi, he has already reached the top of the vice minister, and it is basically impossible to go further.

After all, although other officials only know about corruption and enjoyment, they are not stupid, Ye Chunming's father is a descendant of the expeditionary force, this kind of thing can be found out as long as you have a heart, the reason why you keep him is actually to be a mascot, so that those Chinese in China can watch and have hope.

If there really isn't a single Chinese official, then maybe all the Chinese are gone, and what will happen to the economy of Malaysia...

"Are you angry?" Su Wei looked at Song Yan who clenched his fists: "Are you complaining about how the earthquake just now is no longer bigger, it's better to flood these countries..."

Song Yan looked at him silently, this kid understands people's hearts too well...

Su Wei shook his head: "Actually, I think it's okay, there are such neighbors, think about it, if the Philippines, Indonesia, Malay, and Vietnamese are like neon South Korea, then we don't have a headache to death..."

A cool breeze blew, and Ye Chunming, who was working, suddenly shivered.

Tightening his clothes, he got up and closed the window again, the weather has not been good lately.

But when he turned around to sit down, he was stunned, then wiped his eyes hard, and then called softly: "Dad? ”

Ye Liyuan, who has silver hair but does not have many wrinkles, wears a pair of black glasses and a black suit, this dress, Ye Chunming is simply too familiar!

This is what he helped his father put on when Ye Liyuan died!

He's a dutiful son...

"Do you still have the face to recognize me as a father?" Ye Liyuan opened his mouth and said, the black cane in his hand knocked on Ye Chunming's desk, making a dang sound: "What is written in my will?" Send my bones back home! ”

Ye Chunming was stunned, although he was a ghost, but after all, it was his father, he didn't believe that his father would harm him, so he wasn't very afraid, but his father's words made him difficult...

"Dad, don't embarrass me, okay?" He replied, "I am now a minister in Malays..."

"What's your trouble?" "Ye Liyuan" knocked on the floor: "You are my son!" You can't bear to let your father's bones fall out and not return to his roots? ”

"The tone is wrong..."Su Wei hurriedly reminded: "Mr. Ye doesn't like to use idioms very much..."

"Oh, I'll pay attention," Song Yan said.

"Frequency, frequency, the frequency of Mr. Ye's knocking on the cane is when the Sichuan folk song acacia flowers bloom..."Su Wei reminded again.

"Have I ever heard when the locust flowers bloom?" Song Yan was speechless: "Besides, you have to put yourself in your shoes, have you usually paid attention to which brand of cigarettes your father likes to smoke?" ”

Su Zhi's face flushed, he really hadn't paid attention.

"You may not even be able to remember your father's birthday when your girlfriend's menstrual period is not bad for a day, and all sons in the world are virtuous, how can he pay attention to the frequency of his father's cane. Besides, one of them is a doctor and the other is a big official, and there must be little contact with each other, so it is impossible for him to pay attention to his father's speaking habits! Song Yan swore an oath.

Of course, he will never admit that he did not do his homework properly.

However, the development of the situation in the field made him a little confused...

Ye Chunming really didn't pay attention to the small details of his father, and when he saw his father's "ghost", he not only didn't suspect it, but recovered after a short period of surprise, and then began to talk to his father...

What's even more terrifying is that Ye Liyuan here told Song Yan through Su Value's mouth that he also wanted to talk to his son...

"When I was alive, I was busy, and when I wanted to chat, I suddenly got sick, and I couldn't say anything..."Ye Liyuan sighed a little: "It's rare to have a chance here..."

"Your ability is really troublesome..."Song Yan sighed, it stands to reason that Su Wei's ability can be regarded as a superpower, but I don't know if it's because it's too weak or what, anyway, the contract doesn't respond.

But there are very few people with superpowers in this world, and most of them say that they have never seen it, and he can only see one and pull another...

The two of them were sitting on the hospitality sofa in Ye Chunming's office, but Song Yan directly laid down the illusion, so Ye Chunming couldn't see the two, but the two could see the conversation between Ye Chunming and "Ye Liyuan".

But the more they looked, the more hopeful they felt.

Although it was Ye Liyuan who was talking inside, it was Song Yan who actually controlled Ye Liyuan.

And Song Yan is obviously not a talkative person, which can be seen from the fact that he chats with whoever he talks to.

But what kind of person is Ye Chunming, a bureaucrat!

This is a magical species that can talk for an hour or two at the beginning of any memory, plus the regret of not being able to wait for the child in order to make up for the child's desire to raise, this person has completely turned into a chatter...

Isn't there a song, about work, talk to Dad...

Then he has been in control of the right to speak, and he really treats this Ye Liyuan as a ghost, and he also told his dead ghost father a lot of grievances, as well as the secrets of the inconvenience of revealing news at work.

Song Yan sent it to Guoan.

Although the harvest is not small, this is not what I want...

At night, when the lights were on, Song Yan and Su Zhi stood on the side of the road, their stomachs gurgling.

"Let's eat something first," Song Yan said.

Su Wei nodded.

In a Chinese restaurant, the two of them ordered some food casually, Song Yan thought for a while and said, "Or, you can solve it alone?" I'm still going to have something to do! ”

"Hey, you're my team leader, how can you just run..."

"But you also saw it, that Ye Chunming is not funny, his father is standing in front of him, not only is he not afraid, but he is also chatting with a dead ghost..."Song Yan shook his head, I really haven't seen such a person, is the religious atmosphere in Malay too good, and he doesn't scream when he sees a ghost...

Su Wei resented: "You can't help it with such magical powers, then I don't know how many years it will take me to complete this, or I'll stay here and wait for that Ye Chunming to die, and then bring back the ashes of the two of them together..."

Song Yan shook his head, then Ye Chunming still has 21 years to live, and Su is only 11 years, so he doesn't know who will collect the corpse from whom.

"It seems that I have to use a special move..."Song Yan sighed.

"What's the trick?" Su Value's eyes lit up, he always felt that the secret method of stealth was super strong, and he had already hidden all the talismans, ready to use them for ticket evasion in the future.

Song Yan's face was not very good: "Actually, this trick is the first secret method of our Xia group, because it is too powerful, I never planned to use it..."

Sue is even more curious...

Song Yan sighed, took out his exclusive phone, found a number, and called.

Soon, the phone was connected, Song Yan straightened his throat, made a crying tone, and then said: "Secretary Wang, I'm in trouble, ask for support..."

Su Wei looked at this so-called first secret method, and was a little difficult to accept for a while: "This is the first secret method you said?" ”

Song Yan nodded: "Of course, you have to be clear, you are now a member of the Xia Group, and the Xia Group is a state department." We rely on the country and do not need to do anything alone, which not only costs brains, but also hurts our self-esteem..."

Su Wei looked at Song Yan with a proud face, and his eyes were a little crooked...

"Hey, haven't you heard that a man's punch is power, and punching is punching?" Song Yan asked.

Su Wei still has that expression...

Song Yan was speechless, his ability was strong, but it was inconvenient to use it on Ye Chunming alone, after all, he didn't plan to kill Ye Chunming. So it's a little powerless to meet someone like Ye Chunming, but Su Wei is his first team member, if he has no confidence in himself, then the fun will be a little big...

"Why don't I show you the second secret method again?" Song Yan asked.

Su Zhi looked at Song Yan silently.

Song Yan didn't care, stretched out his hand and drew a few circles, and then flicked it into the sky...

The value of Su is unknown.

But soon he felt a chill hit him...

You know, it's tropical, and even if it's winter and it's night, it's more than 30 degrees!

However, outside...

Is it a snowflake?

Su Wei looked at Song Yan in surprise and gestured with a lip shape: "You got it?" ”

Song Yan nodded...

Su Wei looked at Song Yan, and then looked at the snowflakes outside, and was a little stupid for a while...