"I still remember it very clearly that the trash cans are surrounded by flies and bugs. The things in it must have been spoiled, but those children are very happy about eating it, um."
"My first reaction was to drive them away because everyone knew that those things could not be eaten and would get sick."
"Then, for the first time in my life, I saw such a thin person."
Everyone else at the table stopped and was listening to him telling the story seriously.
"There is no flesh under his skin, and it looks like a moving skeleton."
"They saw me coming and then scattered."
Xu Chuan grabbed his hair, "I know you may not understand what I said, but that day was the first time I really knew that someone in this world would really starve to death."
"Since then, although I still think the food in the cafeteria is really bad, I will never throw it away again. I will pack it for the children to take it there."
"And then a few days later, I received a mud cookie that almost killed me."
Xu Chuan seemed to have thought of something interesting and giggled.
Then it scared the others very much.
Xu Chuan's tears were almost coming out of his eyes, and he waved his hand, "Okay, okay, don't be nervous, I understand that there are some things you can't empathize if you don't experience."
The other people shook their heads quickly, "We understand..."
"No, you don't understand. What I mean is that if you can't finish these twenty or so dishes, I will help you stuff them in with your own hands."
"Don't worry, men and women are absolutely equal."
The windows of the room were opened, and a breeze blew in from outside, which made several people feel a chill.
Damn, this guy has gone around so much, just to say this from the moral commanding heights.
Xu Chuan opened the lunch box containing rice and started eating bite by bit.
Where can anyone else eat?
Xu Chuan didn't stop while eating, "Actually, I really think you are good...why? You must be unhappy if you are stupid. Then I will use the word "slutty" instead."
"It's been almost ten days. Except for the first and second sisters, you haven't figured out my personality yet."
"Have you seen my plate with excess rice for so many days?"
"I don't have high IQ, nor do I have high EQ, and I can't even observe my expressions."
"How did you get the depositor's father? Just take off your clothes without saying a word when you enter the house, right?"
"They are thin like ribs. Your financial backer's father's preferences are really different."
"Others treating each other and order food to death. Have you never eaten?"
"I said, placing a few bites, and then using chopsticks to turn over all the dishes. Haha, what's your adults teaching you?"
...
He ate a bite of rice and said something. By the time the box of rice was finished, the group of people were almost autistic.
Throw aside the lunch box that didn't even have a grain of rice, "Okay, I won't scold you in vain."
Xu Chuan pointed to the lunch box on the table, "Leave as much as you can eat, and send the rest to those cameramen."
Then he pointed at Jin Daxi, "Today, this meal was invited by your friend, I will give you the opportunity to establish a character. Do you know what to say?"
Jin Daxi, who was also confused by scolding, reacted with the lunch box and instantly changed his smile, "We can't eat so much, should we send it to the camera guys? It's a waste if we can't finish it."
Xu Chuan swept his fingers at the others, and the few people immediately agreed, "Yes, that's right, it should be..."
Then he put half of the lunch boxes back on, and Yuan Minghao helped Jin Daxi to send the selected ones to the people in the program team.
"Isn't this a good thing?"
"Don't use me to remind you in the future. I must remind you. I will scold you all first."
"If you have the guts, just take the plane and get out of here. You won't be able to eat this in the entertainment industry in the future."
"If you really have this aura, I will not only not cause trouble for you, but I will also block the rest of the people who are in trouble."
But do they have it? It must not be. How easy is it to make money in the entertainment industry?
Not to mention being scolded for a few words, they wouldn't be able to bear it even if it was a steel wool ball.
At this time, PD walked in and said carefully, "Dr. Xu, do you have time? You need to prepare for procurement today."
"Okay, here we come."
After Xu Chuan walked out of the room, the others breathed a sigh of relief.
This is clearly the program team that helped these people.
"Mr. Xu, what do you think of today's cultural exchange activities?"
Xu Chuan rolled his eyes, "Although some people forget the lyrics when reciting, some people forget the lyrics when singing, and some people almost fell and ate shit when dancing swords, but overall it is still remarkable."
"Especially the Ba Duan Jin and the Siliu Hulusi and Dai dance are very good."
PD was stunned for a moment, probably she didn't expect the other party to say good things.
"What about your show?"
"It's quite boring, I still think the Internationale may be better."
PD's expression froze. How obsessed with the Internationale is this person.
His preparations were not long, mainly because PD was worried that he would say something he needed to cut it out directly.
When Xu Chuan went out, Song Qian was coming back with the cake and preparing to hide it in the PD's house first.
"I'll keep the dishes you and my elder sister alone. Don't forget to eat them if you warm up later."
After Xu Chuan talked to the other party, he walked out.
"Oh, then what are you doing?" Song Qian shouted, and then worried that the people in the room would lower their voices when they heard it, "Will you celebrate Xiao Yuan's birthday in a while?"
"I'll celebrate his birthday? I'm afraid his life is not so hard."
Xu Chuan waved his hand without even looking back, "I'll go find my girlfriend."
He didn't plan to play a happy birthday with these people. It's better to go to Xuela to get out of the bed sheets when you have this time.
...
And Sean Blair, who had not eaten at all, had found her boyfriend's home according to Zoe's guidance.
Then they found a corpse hanging in the air.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zoe immediately collapsed on the ground and started crying, "Jen, Jen..."
Sean Blair did not put the body down. He first looked at the neck of the body, and there seemed to be two marks.
Then he touched the pocket of the body, "What kind of work does your boyfriend do?"
And Zoe was still crying, "I don't know..."
Facing this answer, Sean Blair was speechless, "What do you usually do when you meet? Are you just going to bed?"
"Of course not. We have common pursuits and ideals, but we just rarely interfere with each other's lives."
Sean Blair cursed silently, and then began to check the corners of the room.
He noticed a cabinet near the wall.
With his height, you can directly see the top of the cabinet, and there seems to be a rope tied behind it.
I reached out and pulled it, something was obviously hanging on the rope. I pulled it out and found it was a kraft paper bag.
Unlock the rope and open it, and then find that there is the ID and police badge inside.
He looked up at the body, and the man turned out to be a policeman.
Then he looked at Zoe who was still crying, and he fully understood that the policeman should be an undercover agent.
The policeman who specializes in undercover agents around these radicals.
Haha, this guy not only set his own target, but also planned to use her to fire bombs. This is true love.
He walked to Zoe and handed the deceased's ID to the other party.
Sean Blair has a malicious pleasure.
He was knocked out by someone before, then hit by a car and shot again. He was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that day now.
And now he can finally connect everything.
Ignoring the woman whose worldview collapsed, he immediately took out his cell phone and called the intelligence station back.
"Karen, I found that Zoe and the one who made the bomb."
"But that guy is dead, I found his ID, Pascal Fibbott, a RAID, I think he was silenced."
"They originally planned to let the bomb explode at the headquarters of the ruling party and then frame Qingzhensi."
Karen Dacre, who was bombarded by information, immediately pressed his forehead against him, but he didn't expect that things would be so troublesome.
"Karen, the whole thing is done by RAID, they are playing chess with this city."
Karen Dacree immediately replied, "Blair, we can't handle this."
"I have to tell the French intelligence service about this."
Their main task is not to help the French deal with internal problems, and perhaps their superiors would rather see the civil strife in France.
"Who are you going to tell?"
Sean Blair thinks no one is trustworthy now.
"Victor Miguel, my contact person in Libiya was trustworthy."
As allies, they have very complex relationships, sometimes they need to cooperate, and sometimes they have to be on guard against each other.
However, they do have a common basis for anti-terrorism.
"They will let us hand over the man, and now one of them is dead."
"Why should I care about a bomb sender?"
Sean Blair looked back at the woman who was holding the deceased's ID and couldn't believe it.
"Okay, you're right."
"Then I'll make arrangements and let someone pick you up."
After hanging up the phone, Sean Blair walked back to Zoe's side, then reached out to take the police badge and ID.
“We are in love…”
Sean Blair was stunned for a moment and said, "Zoe, for an undercover policeman, feelings are often not like that."
Zoe lowered her head and sobbed, "It's not like that. I believe in him and our feelings."
"This is his skill, he wants to win your trust."
"He must have known that someone was going to silence me, so he asked me to run away from Paris."
Zoe raised her head and stared at the other person, "Ha, have you done this kind of thing? For your own purposes, you deceive and use it more than others."
This sentence choked Sean Blair very hard.
"Okay, let's go to a safe place to rest for a night and then hand you over to the security department's people."
"Don't worry, as long as you tell what you know, they will find out the truth."
Sean Blair himself didn't believe this sentence. What he was worried about was that in order to cover up the scandal, France directly regarded this stupid woman as a scapegoat.
But that doesn't matter to him, doesn't it?
He threw the car in an alley and then replaced another on the side of the unsurveilled road.
A CIA agent is definitely not a problem with driving locks.
And Qianjida, who had been following them, was on the other side of the alley.
She stood in the darkness while drinking beer while watching the two people.
Sean Blair didn't notice that someone had been watching them.
The other party's car started, Qian Jida asked the others to follow, and then walked into the house by himself.
He pushed the body twice with his left hand that he didn't hold the wine bottle, and then said to himself, "I've been dead for almost a day, silence me?"
Sometimes too many people die, and judging the death time becomes a conditioned reflex.
Moreover, there are obvious signs of using a gun on the finger of this person's right hand, and the number of shots that can reach this level is absolutely indispensable every day.
I looked at the furnishings of the house. Although they were old and a little messy because of their frequent use, they were placed in a very organized manner.
As can be seen from some details, this is a guy who has had experience living in a disciplined army.
So is this a policeman or a soldier?
She carefully checked the hanging body, then took out her cell phone and took a photo, and sent it to Umbrella.
...
Xu Chuan had already arrived at the hotel where Xuela was staying and opened the door with a familiarity. Of course, this woman had not yet slept.
"I thought you wouldn't come..."
Xuela complained, and then pounced on Xu Chuan the next second, "Haha~"
Xu Chuan carried the other party into the room slowly, "What are you doing?"
He saw some music scores placed on the table.
"I'm changing it as you suggested."
"Oh"
Xu Chuan smiled, then put the person in his arms on the table.
"You don't understand what I mean. My suggestions are just suggestions. If you discuss with your people, what I said may not be correct."
Speaking of music, Xuela became another person completely. She held a messy score that had been modified and then hummed a few of the bars gently.
Then he asked, "Which one do you think is better?" There is a part that Xu Chuan helped to modify, and there are very slight differences between the two versions.
Xu Chuan lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, "The version you wrote is better."
"Really?"
The woman was glittering with her big eyes, her face full of happiness.
"Really, you are the most cutting-edge singer in the pop music scene. You know more than me what the trend is now, so be confident."
Xu Chuan is telling the truth. If he devotes himself to an album, he will certainly be able to make up a whole classic song.
However, this is different from what Xuela creates based on personal abilities.
Xu Chuan was really happy to see this woman make such great progress in her professional field. He likes Xuela very much now.
This woman did not give up on her efforts just because of Xu Chuan's help, but instead was trying to keep up with Xu Chuan's footsteps.
"What about this?"
Xuela picked up another piece of music...
Xu Chuan was not impatient at all. The two of them sat on the sofa and were discussing every song here seriously.
Xuela told him which song was written because he thought of him, which song was remembered from his hometown, and which song was a blow that he had experienced before...
Xu Chuan listened carefully, and he felt that this moment was more serious than ever.
Time slowly passed and gradually came to the early morning, and there was no usual moan and gasping in the room. Xuela was already asleep on Xu Chuan's thigh.
Xu Chuan gently carried the person to the bed, but did not wake him up, and then he easily organized the music score.
Then he sat on the sofa and opened the tactical terminal. The time was almost time to the agreed time with Burkhoff.
At two o'clock in the morning, a video was uploaded again on the website.
The masked man inside announced in a high voice that the second explosion would happen at any time and everyone should be prepared, that is the horn of the attack.