After Martin listened to what the director said, people were going to be stupid. The director doesn't have to feel sorry for Chen Jiashi in front of an outsider like him, but since the director has already said so, it is really unreasonable for him not to express it.

Martin hurriedly answered, I didn't expect Ling Zun to be such a righteous and brave person, and I want you to come to the girl......

The director is welcomed by Martin, this kind of scene is a scene, and no one will go to their hearts, but it is this kind of subtle bit by bit catalyze, what kind of river direction will eventually be caused, it is really difficult to predict and grasp.

The director smiled and waved his hand, compared to my father, I was really a drop in the bucket, a drop in the bucket. A little bit of his old man's stuff is enough for me to learn for half a lifetime.

Martin couldn't help but wonder, what kind of organization did this old man with the pseudonym Getusan participate in, and what kind of legendary experience did he have that made such an excellent daughter so respected?

Seeing Martin's expression, the director continued, "If the barrister is interested, why not stay here for a while longer, and I will arrange your schedule." I would also like to take this opportunity to let you know more about our research content and team members, I believe you will be deeply interested.

Martin listened to it, and he really couldn't ask for it. But I said in my mouth, I think about it, but unfortunately I have a lot of trivial things recently......

The director interrupted him, smiled and looked into Martin's eyes, and said gently, we Thai people have a saying, which is very suitable for the moment, that is, "Come and come......

This natural feminine tenderness and unadorned sincerity made Martin's heart flutter, and he no longer refused, but only groaned.

The director stood up, stretched out his hand, and said, "Then it's settled." We have plenty of people here, so barristers can stay as long as they want, and if anything, they can always ask the pigeons for help.

Martin hurriedly stood up, shook the director's hand politely, and said, Thank you, then I might as well be respectful.

The director laughed, and then sent the guests off.

Martin walked outside the door, looked around at no one, raised the palm of the hand he had shaken with the director under his nose, and sniffed it. He made an intoxicated expression, thinking that it was fragrant.

The pigeon turned out to be the female secretary in the lobby downstairs, and this good-looking little girl took such a name, which is also a good match. Her laughter was as hearty as a flock of pigeons taking off, and her big happy eyes narrowed like a rope that could bind any man's body and mind.

Martin was placed in a Japanese-style room by her, and the tatami mats inside looked like precious things. Martin has been to Japan a few times for work, so he knows a thing or two about Japanese culture and objects. He was curious about the people here, it was like two contradictory faces, one side was gentle, kind and low-key, and the other side was luxurious, sharp and mysterious.

He was simply fascinated by such a group and such a director.

But in his remaining consciousness, he still thought that he needed to understand what was inside. Because Martin remembered his father's earnest teaching: All appearances are false.

My father said that this sentence came from the "Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra" of Eastern Buddhism. It means that everything we can see is false and unreal. If you can keep your original mind, when you see these appearances, you can not be deceived by them, and you can realize that the appearance you see is not the real appearance, then you will be able to attain the state of the Buddha.

And as it is, it means truth in Sanskrit. Our whole life is in the process of constantly searching for the truth. The truth of things, the truth of life, the truth of human nature, the truth of the universe, all of them, the truth of all this. It's a pity that most of us can only see the vanity, not the true nature.

Martin was particularly impressed by these words, so he once set off a boom in the study of Oriental culture and Buddhist culture led by Martin at the Paris Police Department for a while. However, with Martin's transfer to the Europol headquarters, the atmosphere behind it naturally became weaker and weaker, until it was completely interrupted.