Fan Wei smiled. "I'm really a little curious about how the head of the regiment saved you? Seeing that you seem to have a good relationship with him, can you tell me about it? ”

Fang Xiang didn't expect Fan Wei to say this, he said a little bitterly after taking a look, "I'm sorry I can't say more about it when I was on a mission, because it involves military secrets." ”

"Oh, that's it...... Never mind. Fan Wei shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly, he could understand what Fang Xiang said. It is true that there are some secret military operations, if they are nonsense, they are crimes and will be imprisoned. But thinking about it, Fan Wei also somewhat understood, it is estimated that the regiment commander saved his life when he took him on a secret mission, so he wanted to stay with the regiment commander in the 21st Group Army all the time. This can be regarded as gratitude, and it can be regarded as a kind of persistence. In fact, the more Fan Wei understood Fang Xiang, the more he felt very appreciative of him. It's a pity that his thousand-mile horse already has Bole and has no chance to become his subordinate.

After chatting with Fang Xiang for a few more words, I don't know if it was because the wine I drank just now came up, Fan Wei leaned back on the chair not only did not get better, but his head looked more dizzy and drunk. Fang Xiang obviously also noticed Fan Wei's discomfort, and took the initiative to make him a cup of strong tea first, just waiting for the sobering soup to come and let him drink it early to rest.

"Ding-dong." After waiting for less than a few minutes, the doorbell rang in the room. Fan Wei wanted to get up, but Fang Xiang stood up first and turned his head to him and said, "If you drink too much, just lie down, I'll open the door, it must be the sobering soup that has arrived." ”

Fan Wei nodded, rubbed his temples, and watched Fang Xiang walk to the door, and after looking out through the cat's eyes, he opened the door. Outside the door, a trolley slowly drove in, followed by a somewhat handsome foreign chef in a chef's suit.

"Hello, distinguished guest. I'm here to deliver the Eight Immortals Ganoderma lucidum decanting soup. Before Fan Wei and Fang Xiang could react, the foreign chef had already opened his mouth and smiled at the two of them in fluent Chinese, "May I ask which gentleman ordered the soup?" ”

"It's really weird, you foreigners would also make such a Chinese medicine sobering soup?" Fang Xiang obviously showed a hint of vigilance, and said with some suspicion, "Are you really a chef?" ”

"Oh distinguished guest, this soup is made by the head chef himself, and I am the second chef, so I will deliver the decanting soup." The foreign chef said in a standard Chinese language, "Because I know that this soup was ordered by a distinguished guest from the presidential suite, this Eight Immortals Ganoderma lucidum decanting soup can be prepared by our head chef himself, and now the temperature is just right, and we invite you to taste it." ”

Fang Xiang glanced at the chef a few times, and then looked at Fan Wei before he cautiously said, "Okay, leave the soup behind, you can go out." ”

The foreign chef was flustered, and he seemed to be standing there with some twists and didn't want to leave, Fang Xiang couldn't help glaring at him and said, "What are you still standing for, why don't you leave quickly?" ”

"Hehe, Captain Fang, don't be too nervous." Fan Wei got up from the sofa, smiled and took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a few hundred-yuan bills, walked to the chef and handed them over, "How can he leave if he doesn't get a tip?" ”

Sure enough, the foreigner chef immediately showed a happy smile when he saw the money handed over, and after taking the money away, he took the initiative to start preparing to lift the aluminum alloy lid of the decanting soup, and said with a smile, "You still know the rules, please use it slowly, if you think it is delicious, you can order it again." Our kitchen is staffed 24 hours a day, so don't worry. ”

"Got it, put the soup on the coffee table and you're good to go." Fan Wei waved his hand at the chef and signaled him to stop talking nonsense. The foreign chef obviously understood, so he immediately shut up and stopped talking, and slowly lifted the lid of the pot covering the decanting soup.

The Eight Immortals Ganoderma lucidum decanting soup with a bit of Chinese medicine flavor was quickly presented in front of Fan Wei, and it looked really good. He was about to open his mouth to ask Fang Xiang if the decanting soup was the same as his cooking, but found that Fang Xiang's gaze did not pay attention to the soup, but fell on the palm of the foreign chef when he held the decanting soup.

Almost instantly, Fang Xiang's eyes burst out with an incomparable murderous aura, and he grabbed the foreign chef's arm with one hand! Before the foreign chef could react, he let out a miserable scream, his arm was instantly twisted by Fang Xiang, and the Eight Immortals Lingzhi Decanting Soup that was being held in his hand was instantly knocked over and directly spilled on his hand. You know, this is a hot soup, what does it feel like to pour the whole bowl in your hand?

Soon, the screams like killing pigs stopped abruptly, because at this time, the chef's neck had been choked by Fang Xiang, and after rotating his whole body, he directly fell on the mobile cart. Poor this guy's hand has just been burned, and his face has been pressed up again, and he has been desperately struggling to no avail, such pain makes people shudder to think about. Soon, however, the foreign chef was relieved, as Fang Xiang had slashed the back of his head with a knife in a short period of time, causing him to faint.

Fan Wei shook his head a little dizzy, his drunken spirit was finally awakened a little by Fang Xiang's sudden action, and frowned, "Fang Xiang, who is he?" ”

"A skilled killer." When Fang Xiang said this, he directly lifted the burned arm on the back of the unconscious chef and said, "His acting is good, but the thick calluses on his palms betray him, and the soldiers certainly know best which parts of their palms will have calluses when they are often trained with guns, and his calluses are not ordinary thick." So I'm sure this guy is a killer and not a chef pretending to be. ”

Fan Wei took a closer look at the chef's scalded palm, and sure enough, there were thick calluses on it. Although he was not a soldier and did not often carry a gun, he was absolutely convinced that Fang Xiang's words were correct. He frowned, and soon reacted a little and pondered, "It seems that the Zhuge family wants to kill me in this suite, so that there will be no big disturbance in the hotel, and it will not affect the reputation of Huaxia Kingdom, and the risk can be minimized, and it is really a good calculation." But how did this guy know I was going to drink decanter soup? Could it be that this hotel is already full of their eyeliner? ”

"Impossible, the identities of the hotel personnel who can receive the VIPs of the exhibition conference have all been investigated, and there are many assessments and considerations in terms of security, and it is impossible for the Zhuge family to put their eyeliner all over this hotel. Unless there's only one possibility......"

"You mean......" Fan Wei and Fang Xiang stared at the telephone almost at the same time, Fang Xiang pushed the comatose foreign killer pretending to be a chef directly to the ground without saying a word, strode over to the telephone, and quickly disassembled the telephone. Soon, he picked up an extremely small chip.

"Tip bugging, I saw this thing when I was in the Security Service." Fan Wei suddenly came to his senses, and couldn't help but sneer, "It turns out that I guessed right just now, they have been eyeing us for a long time." I haven't done anything to us, I'm afraid it's because we haven't found a good time. And this time you call the main station, apparently they think the time has come, so they will transfer the chef halfway through and come to assassinate me! ”