Tang Ning grinned slightly, his lips curled up, smiling without saying a word, pretending to be mysterious, as if he could see the truth and falsehood, and there was really no secret in his eyes. It gave people the feeling of being unpredictable and profound.

In fact, this is true. Su Qing had known Tang Ning for a long time and had heard of him a lot. Today, she was indeed well-known. In contrast, she was a little embarrassed because she was always arrogant. Because she also used special methods to cover it up, Tang Ning could see through her true background at a glance, but she was successfully blinded by the other party. If she had not known Tang Ning for a long time, she would have thought he was just an ordinary high school student.

In fact, Tang Ning could not tell where he was. No matter how powerful he was, he would not be able to keep up with the Dan Sect.

Su Qing is obviously not an ordinary girl. She has cultivation and is very high-quality, but her breath is extremely clever, which is even more clever than the concealment method given to Tang Ning by the fat white man. There is no trace at all. The reason why Tang Ning can detect it is of course not because of looking, but because of analysis.

Since he understood the fox hunting chapter of Zang Guba, the sixth-generation living Buddha, his spiritual consciousness has skyrocketed. Although he is still a little short of reaching the level of spiritual consciousness, it is almost comparable to the power of spiritual consciousness that only a master can possess. And slowly he discovered another strange thing. When he used spiritual consciousness to explore others, there would be a very obvious difference between ordinary people and cultivators who had practiced.

This difference will be reflected in a kind of fluctuation in the human body, not a fluctuation of spiritual power or a fluctuation of vital energy, but something similar to heart rate. It is normal for ordinary people, no different from usual, but the fluctuation in the cultivator will be very orderly, and it feels like the human body itself forms a magnetic field. The deeper the cultivation, the longer the interval between the fluctuations caused by this fluctuation will be. Like breathing, Tang Ning feels in himself that fluctuations can be synchronized with breathing. Because people are different from others, he has not studied what the situation is in others. However, he analyzed afterwards that the generation of this fluctuation should be derived from the power of qi and blood. Because qi and blood are extremely close to spiritual power or vital energy, it can also be said that they are not distinguished from each other and are combined into one. You have me and I have you.

And that kind of fluctuation was found in Su Qing, and it was a fluctuation with extremely stable frequency. This situation shows that her kung fu foundation was very pure, she practiced quite authentically, and her cultivation was extremely solid. Tang Ning judged that this sister Su Qing's cultivation might not be inferior to him. She can basically be sure that this woman's origin is not ordinary, at least not as simple as Qin Gege said.

"Sister Su Qing, who is going to see me?"

"Don't worry, you'll know when you get to the place."

The two of them walked along the corridor on the third floor, and the cheongsam girls they saw along the way saluted Su Qing with a very respectful attitude.

At the end, there was an inconspicuous door, like a warehouse that was piled with debris. The door was not locked, and it opened with a light push. It was pitch black inside, but this darkness did not affect the sight of the two of them. It was indeed a warehouse, but there were not many things, and they were piled in the corners of the wall. There was a back door, and Su Qing pressed her hand on a palm-print recognition device on the wall, and then she heard a click, and the door slid to the side, and a light shone in. Tang Ning was stunned for a moment. There was a space behind the door that looked like an elevator. The walls around were all metal. The mirror surface could clearly reflect the images of people, and the slight was revealed.

Tang Ning was curious, but didn't ask, because he felt that Su Qing had no intention of speaking. And after coming in, her expression became much more serious and she was not smiling. Tang Ning was even more curious about the person she was about to meet.

The foot trembled, and the elevator slowly descended. In about ten seconds, the elevator stopped. After the door opened, it was a bright hall, with the decoration and ancient charm, and the space was filled with a faint fragrance. Tang Ning saw a woman's back, a silver plain cheongsam, with a slender and graceful figure, and a beautiful back alone. The invisible temperament matched the surrounding environment.

Su Qing signaled Tang Ning to go in, but she didn't go in and whispered, "I'll wait for you on top."

"Oh well."

Tang Ning walked out of the elevator and stopped about two meters behind the woman. This was a safe distance and a politeness.

"Who are you?"

The woman turned around slowly, with a delicate and white face, and her eyebrows, eyes and facial features as if she was painted. She did not apply powder and was facing the sky without makeup. However, that kind of beauty would make people who see her lose their mind for a moment. Especially those eyes, they were too bright and as bright as the stars.

Standing there quietly, it was like a plum blossom emitting a fragrance, clear and clear, and there was no specific age, like eighteen or thirty.

Tang Ning was completely stunned. He had never seen this woman, but had heard of it.

It is said that the fat white man has been fascinated by a woman for decades. And that woman is his immediate boss and the boss of the Secret Service.

Cold frost.

Only she has this kind of cold and pure temperament.

"Director Leng!"

Leng Qingshuang smiled slightly, and when she smiled, the whole room seemed to be a little brighter.

"Have you seen me?"

"No, but I've heard of you."

"That fat man?"

"More than that, a lot." This sentence naturally slipped out of his mouth, but as soon as he said that he regretted it, he didn't give eye drops to the big brothers of the action team. Everyone knew that he was close to the action team and was very familiar with the people there. The subordinates secretly talked about their boss behind their backs, and they were also for the beautiful boss. This...it seemed like a despicable act of disrespecting the leader.

"Oh, it seems their job is easy."

"No, they...hehe..." Tang Ning smiled awkwardly, simply shut up, don't explain, the more he drew, the more he drew, the darker he got.

The change of topic asked: "Director Leng is so anxious to find me... Is there something wrong? Also, how did you know that I was back here today? Could it be that the owner of this guild hall is Director Leng, you?"

"Yes, this guild hall is the property of the Secret Service. I am just the person in charge and I can't be considered the boss."

Tang Ning was gasping for a cold air, and the Secret Service was rich and powerful!

Without giving Tang Ning a time to continue to be surprised and sigh, Leng Qingshuang copied a kraft paper bag from the table next to her and handed it to Tang Ning, saying, "Let's look at the things inside first, and then explain the rest later."

Tang Ning looked at Leng Qingshuang, walked to the table beside him and sat down, opened the kraft paper bag, poured out the things inside, including maps, photos, and a few densely written public/text papers.

At the beginning, he didn't understand what these things were. After he finished reading all these things, he got a rough idea in his mind.

"There are coordinates, clear addresses, practitioners from all walks of life, and they are divided into different provinces, and there are some corporate statements. But I don't understand, why are you showing me these things?"

"Don't ask first, you answer me first. Can you connect coordinates, maps, addresses, companies, and those people?"

"No, no matter from any perspective, there is no possibility between them that they can get together."

"These things are compiled based on a piece of information. To be precise, they are part of a plan."

"But what does this have to do with me? Tell me... Oh, sorry, Director Leng, I don't care what these things are, a plan or a certain plan, but what does they have to do with me? You are looking for me, haha, it seems that you have found the wrong person?"

"This information was provided to us by Tang Xiuer!"

This sentence was shocking, and Tang Ning's expression changed on the spot. The things that Tang Xiuer gave to the Secret Service must be extraordinary, very important, and very dangerous. Now he has a little understanding of why the dignified Secret Service Director Leng Qingshuang came out to find him personally.

If something really happens, Fatty White can find him, but Fatty White didn't come forward. One is that he doesn't want to get involved in this matter, and the other is that he is afraid that he will be in danger. Fatty is indeed a good person and it is in vain. But this Director Leng is different, and he has different perspectives on the problem. She is standing at the national level and focuses on the overall situation. For the sake of the overall situation, she will not take personal feelings into consideration.

And Tang Ning was almost certain that Director Leng had no idea about this when he saw him.

But things have something to do with their sister, so you must not be out of it. Leng Qingshuang also decided on this, so she found her head. Tang Ning thought for a while, then asked in a cold tone: "What do I need to do, just say it!"

No wonder Tang Ning had a bad attitude. It would not be comfortable if he put it on anyone. Of course, he also understood why Leng Qingshuang did this, but understanding and whether she could accept it is another matter.

"The entire plan is called the Fountain of God, which is a major conspiracy carried out by the Western Holy See on our country. The information provided by your sister is one-third of the plan, and two parts are in the hands of another executor. The three-point plan is independent executors, and there is no horizontal connection between them. We used a large number of intelligence channels afterwards, but no valuable clues were found..."

"Do you suspect that the information my sister provided to you is problematic? Is it fake?"

"No, the information is real, but you have read the information just now. If all the clues are to be linked together, the necessary components are still missing. If these components cannot be found, even if the information is real, it will not work."

"What do I need to do? Also, I came out of the Eagle's Nest and only had three days off, and there was only one day left tomorrow."

"Don't worry, it won't delay your time. I hope you can talk to Sister Ling before going back to the Eagle's Nest to see if you can think of a solution from her side. I know this will bring danger to your siblings, but now things are urgent, we can only think of a solution from this side. Sorry."

"But if the information was provided to you by my sister, then I think she would not hide anything. Even if I talk to her, it might not be effective?"

"I understand, but I have to try it."
Chapter completed!