"Wait, I'll send someone to send an explosives detector. I'll scare you." Di Bo couldn't stand it any longer. Early the next morning, he went up one after another and got a high-tech instrument.
Come, basically you don’t have to worry about being attacked by bombs.
Afterwards, Di Bo scolded everyone: "Actually, you are overthinking. This is the capital. There are hidden explosive detection instruments at many intersections. Coupled with the National Intelligence Agency's 24-hour cloud data investigation, you want to bring bombs with you."
There is little hope of entering the city, and no matter how powerful the Wu family is, they are not so arrogant."
"What about the ricin from before? It almost poisoned Sister Youyou to death." Ning Yunzhu curled her lips and said.
Yu Bo blushed, how could he be so unbearable? It was just a stomachache, okay?
"There are thousands of kinds of poisons, and it is currently impossible to detect them through the air through technological means. I'm so sorry, Miss!" Di Bo was speechless.
"Really? Wouldn't the Wu family buy a missile from an arms dealer and blow up this hotel directly?" Liu Xing said in a very fearful and mindless voice, actually joining in the booing.
"There's no need to worry. With the capital's air defense firepower network, even if a missile attacks, the probability of successful interception is extremely high!" the big man said with a smile.
"You see, don't underestimate the strength of our Chinese nation!" Yu You was very proud. She was born under the national flag and studied for so many years, so she still has great confidence in the organization.
"Haha, what about the silver-armored corpse this time? Why didn't the military use missiles and cannons to deal with it? It's a pity that we monks need to take action." Ning Yunzhu teased. This sentence choked the little policewoman half to death.
Dibo lost her temper. She shook her head and said, "Okay, sister admits that there are some supernatural things that technological weapons are still difficult to solve."
"Okay, there is no need to worry about this. When I come back from the meeting tomorrow, I will look at the situation and decide what to do next." Yang Di said.
…
Early the next morning, Yang Di went alone to the location where the secret meeting was held.
At about nine o'clock, he came to the downstairs of a private enterprise building in Yanjing City. This confidential meeting was not held in a government office area.
Because many monastic figures who maintain their own identity are unwilling to set foot in that kind of place. This is related to some secrets.
Yang Di walked into the front hall of the building and made a phone call. Soon someone came out of the elevator and greeted him.
"Is this Mr. Yang Di?" The person who came was a young man with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows. He was dressed in a black suit and had a good momentum, but he was obviously not a member of the same group. He should be an agent.
"Well, that's me." Yang Di took out the invitation card and handed it over.
"This way please!"
The young man glanced at the invitation card, then turned around and led the way. Finally, the two took the elevator and arrived at the 63rd floor of the building.
After getting out of the elevator, Yang Di discovered that this floor was very special. The stairs up and down were sealed by large copper locks, like an independent floor.
And when he came in just now, Yang Di clearly saw that the male agent pressed the button on the 63rd floor. The button on the 63rd floor was sealed with tape. There was a sign next to it that read: The 63rd floor fault is being repaired!
"Actually, there is a mystery in the elevator of this building. It can be controlled by the main computer program. No one can reach this floor." The male agent in a black suit explained with a smile, and then he took Yang Di to a spacious room.
conference room.
Looking around, there were only a few people seated inside. They were all elderly people, and a dangerous man was sitting there, not talking to each other.
"Most of the people haven't come yet, Mr. Yang, please go in and wait for a while!" The agent man made an inviting gesture.
"good."
Yang Di nodded, swallowed, walked into this spacious and bright conference room, and found a seat at the back to sit down.
The atmosphere around them was so quiet that it was quite uncomfortable. Most of the elders were closing their eyes and concentrating. At first glance, they looked like experts from this world.
However, when he came in, these elders obviously paid attention to him, perhaps because they did not expect that such a young monk like him could also participate.
Not long after, a woman wearing a red cheongsam came in and poured a cup of tea for Yang Di. After putting down the tea cup, she just smiled politely and said nothing.
Yang Di was a little speechless. Do these big shots like to pretend to be serious? Since they are people of the same mind and it is rare to meet them, why should they make the atmosphere so tense?
Next, powerful figures in the monastic world appeared one after another. Many of these elders obviously knew each other, but they did not say hello. They just looked at each other and smiled understandingly, which did not break the quiet atmosphere.
"Cough..." Yang Di couldn't sit still anymore and coughed dryly.
In an instant, several obscure glances were clearly cast towards him.
"Haha, um... can you pour me another glass of water? I'm a little thirsty." Yang Di said with a smile. The other experts didn't touch any of the water, but he drank it all in one gulp after sitting down. The tea was obviously
It's state guest level and tastes good.
"Please wait!"
This time, the woman in red cheongsam standing behind the door of the next room finally could no longer remain silent. She opened the door and nodded with a slight smile.
She immediately poured someone another glass of water. When she turned around to leave, she couldn't help but take a few more glances. She felt that this "master" was not only young, but also very interesting.
Immediately, out of politeness, she chuckled and said, "Sir, do you need some handicap or fruit?"
"No need for fruit, let's have a piece of chocolate cake. I didn't have breakfast, thank you!" As expected, someone was rude and his stomach growled with hunger, so he didn't care so much.
"Okay, please wait!"
The woman in the red cheongsam was a little surprised this time. Is this person really the "master" invited by the deputy director? He is so different. He can really eat in such an occasion. If it were him, no matter how delicious the food was, look
Even those elders with rigid and serious faces couldn't eat it.
A piece of exquisite chocolate mousse cake was brought up and placed on the table. Yang Di picked up the spoon, looked up, clasped his fists and smiled: "Seniors, I'm sorry!"
The next moment, several old men twitched their mouths slightly. Where did this kid come from? Where did he come from? Since he knew it was rude, he still had the nerve to ask for something to eat?
result……
Comrade Yang Di was not only embarrassed to eat, but also ate with relish. Although this was a private building, it was a stronghold of the Security Bureau. It usually entertained big shots, so the etiquette was of a high standard. He ate so well
The chocolate mousse cake was made by a top pastry chef, so of course it is delicious.
The woman in the red cheongsam couldn't help laughing, and she felt more and more that this guy was really different.
In this secret meeting originally held by the authorities, perhaps due to the extraordinary posture of the monks, not only food but also water was rarely drunk.