Looking at his watch, after a few moments the meeting was over Robert should have come to himself. Wang Lei didn't continue to stay in front of the screen, got up and poured himself a cup of coffee.

When he first came in, the coffee brewed had become cold, and Wang Lei took a sip, which was very bitter, and the aroma had almost dissipated.

With his coffee in hand, he was about to walk to the window to stand and stand when the doorbell rang again. After a few steps, he opened the door, and Wang Lei asked casually, "Do you still need anything?" ”

Yang Qian smiled: "Who are you talking to?" ”

was sarcastic, Wang Lei almost choked on the windpipe after taking a sip of cold coffee. He coughed and waved his hand repeatedly: "Didn't Julie take a gun to register?" Ahem, ahem. ”

Let Yang Qian in, Wang Lei kicked the door with his heel, and Yang Qian's original plan to take advantage of his turn to attack from behind inadvertently failed.

found a chair to sit down at random, Yang Qian deliberately didn't go to sit on the comfortable couch, it was too close to Wang Lei, it was very inconvenient.

didn't care about this, put the coffee cup on the coffee table, Wang Lei asked, "Something?" Drink coffee or not? If you want to drink it, I'll rebrew it for you, and the pot is cold. ”

Deliberately not thinking about the strong concern in Wang Lei's words, Yang Qian tilted her head to the window: "If you don't drink it, you just feel bored, come and sit." ”

Speaking of which, everyone has been together for a long time, although there are no sparks, no love, but friendship and some family affection born of time is there.

Yang Qian had considered Wang Lei's matter a long time ago, and after she had observed for such a long time, she really didn't realize that Wang Lei's point involved treason.

Besides, a small city policeman, no matter how high the rate of solving the case is, will not have the opportunity to touch state secrets.

For what the National Security Council has been targeting the Internet, this is something that Yang Qian can't understand, what does the mole have to do with a small policeman, it is clearly a betrayal of the high-level within the national security.

It's not just national security, the FBI will pay attention to Wang Lei for nothing, which is also what Yang Qian can't understand.

Is the FBI really thirsty for talent, not so? Even if some cases are handled as cold cases because of this, it is unreasonable to think that Wang Lei should not be taken seriously to this extent.

These two biggest doubts are what Yang Qian ponders almost every night, although she has never gotten a result.

While Wang Lei was not paying attention, Yang Qian shook her head, didn't think about it, and executed it. The field service is just a knife of the agency, and there is no need to think about what to do when the order is down, and this is true in every country.

In years of training, Yang Qian has long learned to strip her private emotions from her brain when performing tasks, allowing herself to become a killing machine at this particular time.

"It's nice to see the view from the window here." Walking to the window and looking, Yang Qian commented with a smile.

Handing Yang Qian a bottle of pure water, Wang Lei also walked to the window with his cold coffee. His movements were much louder, and with a "bang" he opened the curtains, pushed open the window, and stuck his head out.

"It's all like that, and there's nothing to see. It's just that the floor is still high and the air is better. Looking at the high-rise buildings outside, Wang Lei pursed the corners of his lips.

Stepping on the thick carpet and quietly taking two steps back, this is the disadvantage of using a knife, the distance is too close, there is no way to burst the strength, even if you stab Wang Lei with a knife, I am afraid it will not go much deeper.

Yang Qian has seen Wang Lei's fighting skills, since it is a task that must be performed, then she is unwilling to encounter Wang Lei's backlash, and if there is no problem, Yang Qian does not have the certainty of facing Wang Lei in her heart.

One hand took out the fruit knife from his pocket, kicked it hard, and Yang Qian stabbed it straight into Wang Lei's kidney.

There are no rib blocks in this position, and the knife can penetrate deep into the body. The kidneys are the most important organs in the human body, and once they are destroyed, they will be fatal, and Yang Qian is very proficient, quite proficient.

There is nothing to see outside the window, Wang Lei happened to turn around, and there was a tingling pain in front of him, Yang Qian was close to him, Wang Lei's eyes were dark, and he didn't have time to think about it, and the coffee in his hand spilled directly.

Yang Qian sighed in her heart, Wang Lei's action of turning around was too timely, which caused a huge deviation in the part of the knife, and it was only inserted into his lower abdomen through his coat.

Without waiting for Yang Qian to turn the fruit knife in her hand, a cup of coffee was splashed on her face, making Yang Qian's vision blur suddenly.

Worried that Wang Lei would resist next, and he couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly, Yang Qian's only choice was to immediately let go of her hand and take a few steps back.

Holding the severe pain in his lower abdomen, Wang Lei didn't dare to pull out the knife, he roughly estimated it, fortunately, it was inserted less than 10 centimeters, because his turning action allowed him to pass the fatal part.

Letting the blood bubble out from his fingers, Wang Lei frowned, looking at Yang Qian, who had retreated a few meters away and was wiping her face: "What are you doing?" ”

Shaking her head and not answering, Yang Qian grabbed the coffee table and threw it at Wang Lei, this is a small wooden coffee table, not very heavy, Yang Qian can easily pick it up, and she herself pounced on the coffee table.

When fighting, most of the words will only appear on TV, Yang Qian will not make this mistake, since he has already done it, even if he has anything to say, he must subdue Wang Lei or let him say it when he is dying.

When he was asking, Wang Lei had already tried to move his steps, but the pain in his lower abdomen was uncontrollable, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only watch the coffee table and Yang Qian rush towards him one after the other.

If you can't dodge, don't dodge, Wang Lei took a breath, and hit the hook punch out of the air, and at the same time that the coffee table smashed on him, the fist also hit the lower abdomen of Yang Qian, who rushed over later.

Yang Qian really didn't expect Wang Lei to adopt this kind of lose-lose play, otherwise she would move a little slower, and this punch could easily be dodged.

Wang Lei's fist was very heavy, very heavy, Yang Qian "hum", bent down, and the beads of sweat on her head came out one by one.

Looking at the corners of his mouth and snorting, Wang Lei found that this small coffee table was really painful on his body, if he hadn't had more fat, he might have to make himself dizzy for a while.

One hand covered his bleeding stomach and insisted on stepping over the coffee table that had fallen on the carpet. The carpet is abundant, and there is hardly much sound in such a violent movement.

While stepping over the coffee table, Wang Lei kicked Yang Qian's chin hard, Yang Qian lay down on her back, and her face immediately bruised and swollen.

This is not over, although there is no way to make big movements, Wang Lei still has a way, one leg bent and knelt in Yang Qian's heart.

The firmness and softness of the woman did not seem to exist in Wang Lei's eyes, and the huge weight made Yang Qian's face turn blue, and it was immediately difficult to breathe, she lowered her hands on Wang Lei's knees and pushed her out desperately.

No matter how careful he was, his movements were very violent, the blood in his lower abdomen was flowing more and more, Wang Lei's coat was already wet, and his head was a little dizzy.

Zhilu said that if he didn't take measures, he would faint due to excessive blood loss, and at that time, he would be slaughtered by others.

Squinting his eyes, a cold light flashed, Wang Lei reached out and grabbed Yang Qian's neck, and the green tendons on the back of his hand began to bulge out visibly, becoming clearer and clearer.

The leg that pressed Yang Qian's heart also exerted force at the same time, and soon, Yang Qian's hands that were busy pushing up and down relaxed weakly, spread on the ground, and the person was also unconscious.

Looking up, Wang Lei directly pulled out the belt on his waist, reluctantly turned Yang Qian over, put her hands together, and directly put them into the belt, staggered and stood up, pulled hard, and the belt buckle tightly clasped Yang Qian's hands.

insisted on dragging the coffee table and pressing on Yang Qian, this coffee table had no other effect, but as long as Yang Qian woke up and wanted to struggle, she would definitely make a sound.

Staggered into the bathroom and unbuttoned his clothes, blood staining his coat and underwear red. Opening the water faucet, Wang Lei gritted his teeth and used the fruit knife he had just picked up to cut his shirt into rags.

washed his lower abdomen with water, picked up a towel to wash his face and bit it in his mouth, the beads of sweat on Wang Lei's head were densely covered with soybean-sized particles.

Calmed down, not daring to delay, Yang Qian had already moaned very slightly outside, Wang Lei clenched the handle of the knife, and held a small clean towel in the other hand.

"Ah......" The veins on his forehead bulged out, Wang Lei slowly pulled out the fruit knife inserted deep in his lower abdomen, and before the blood was pressed and sprayed out by the pressure of the abdominal cavity, the towel in his other hand had already blocked the knife in his lower abdomen.

In fact, after the fruit knife was pulled out, Wang Lei felt much more relaxed and less painful.

gasped, he tidied up the towel that pressed the wound, and used the shirt he had just cut around his abdomen and back one by one, and finally tied a knot around his waist.

In this case, the tighter the wound, the lighter the pain, and the more time it can move, Wang Lei deeply understands this.

It's just that this is usually a technique used on the battlefield.

Walking out of the bathroom and taking out a clean shirt in his bag on the bed, Wang Lei turned around, his eyes were still narrowed to only a slit, and he stared at Yang Qian, who had woken up.

Pushing away the coffee table on her body, Yang Qian turned over and lay on the ground, coughing desperately, her throat had been hurt, every breath was extremely difficult, and the stinging and hot stinging pain made Yang Qian's tears and snot flow out.

With one foot on Yang Qian's back, Wang Lei's voice was so cold that it made people shudder: "You should tell me what's going on, right?" ”

Yang Qian struggled for a while, the feet on her back were very heavy, she simply lay on the ground like that, without saying a word, just accumulating the strength of her whole body, waiting for the stinging pain in her throat to be relieved, that was the moment for her to fight back.