Zhou Yaoyao shouted orders to Meng Yan with a very serious tone.
After hearing Zhou Yaoyao's words, Meng Yandao did not resist. He walked to the side of the wall, leaned his back against the wall, and raised his hands above his head.
"You two, go up and search Meng Yan's body to see if he has any weapons." Zhou Yaoyao pointed to the two servants beside her and said.
After receiving the order, two servants, a man and a woman, came forward and searched up and down Meng Yan's body without missing any corner.
"Don't worry, I don't have a weapon." Meng Yan said.
However, the two people ignored it and continued to care about Meng Yan's body. After a while, they raised their heads, looked at Zhou Yaoyao and said.
"Ms. Zhou, this person did not carry any weapons, he only carried this thing."
The maid on the side immediately spread her hands, and a delicate sandalwood box appeared in front of everyone.
"We couldn't push it open no matter how hard we tried. We don't know what's in this box." The butler on the side said.
Zhou Yaoyao nodded: "I know what's inside this box. It's just a waist badge decoration. Give this thing back to him."
The maid on the side received the order and handed the box back to Meng Yan's hand.
"What is going on? Zhou Yaoyao, who are you?"
Meng Yan frowned, weighed the sandalwood box in his hand, and asked Zhou Yaoyao.
However, no one at the scene answered his questions.
As if he had expected this to happen, Meng Yan sighed.
"If you don't tell me, then our cooperation will stop here. It is impossible for me to cooperate with an unknown person, let alone several people who do not trust me."
"Meng Yan, of course I trust you." Zhou Yaoyao said.
"Then why have you kept your identity a secret for so long? You haven't told me until now?" Meng Yan smiled slightly, looked into Zhou Yaoyao's eyes and asked.
Zhou Yaoyao's eyes were a little dodgey: "Meng Yan, do you still remember what I told you before? There are some secrets that are useless if you know them, but it is a good thing if you don't know them. It has a similar meaning, but you told me personally.
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"But I have changed my mind now." Meng Yan smiled and continued to ask.
"What did you do in the basement just now?"
"You are investigating me." Zhou Yaoyao replied.
Meng Yan nodded: "Yes, it seems that what Xiao Qianqian said is not right. The database of their Shen Family Jade Shop is not 100% safe."
Meng Yan tilted his head and thought for a while before correcting what he just said.
"But then again, their firewall was developed by you, Zhou Yaoyao. This database may be 100% impenetrable to others, but for you, Zhou Yao'er, it's as easy as going home."
"I was rude, I take back what I just said."
"Meng Yan, I really didn't deliberately hide it from you. In fact, knowing this information before will not be of much use to you."
"Okay, no need to defend anymore." Meng Yan said in a calm voice.
"The basic conditions for cooperation are trust and mutual knowledge. If what I hear from you next is not about explaining your identity, I will immediately turn around and leave, and I will never have anything to do with you again."
"How dare you! How dare you talk to Miss Zhou like that!" the man who looked like a housekeeper said angrily, waving the stick in his hand, wanting to teach Meng Yan a lesson.
However, Meng Yan just dodged his attack lightly. In the midst of the lightning and flint, Meng Yan reached out and grabbed his wrist, and then gently broke his arm and dislocated it.
"Hiss." The man took two steps back, grabbing the limp arm dangling in the air with his other hand, and looked at Meng Yan in disbelief.
Dislocation is not as painful as breaking a bone. Even a stronger person will not cry out. As long as the bone is reattached according to the opposite technique, no harm will be caused.
However, with such a lightning strike just now, Meng Yan was able to grab his wrist that was swinging at high speed and dislocate his entire arm. This ability was something no one among his colleagues could achieve.
"It's dislocated. This person is very strong."
As soon as the butler finished speaking, several people surrounding Meng Yan took a step forward at the same time, their swords drawn as if they would swing their weapons to hit Meng Yan in the next second.
"Masters, please step aside. Meng Yan is my chosen partner. He has no ill intentions."
Several servants took half a step back after hearing Zhou Yaoyao's words, but they still stared at Meng Yan's body with vigilance, fearing that he would suddenly take action against Zhou Yaoyao in the next second.
"Meng Yan, I took the initiative to talk to you. I will definitely tell you about my identity. You sit down on the sofa first and we have a good talk."
After Zhou Yaoyao said that, she waved away the servants on the left and right, making way for Meng Yan to walk to the sofa.
After both of them sat down, Zhou Yaoyao stood up, poured a cup of tea for Meng Yan, and handed it to Meng Yan.
"Ask first."
Meng Yan was not polite, took the tea in Zhou Yaoyao's hand, took a sip, and asked.
"Do you know the news about the explosion at the entrance of Pachang?"
Zhou Yaoyao nodded, Meng Yan was not surprised.
Based on her ability and her mysterious identity, he probably received the news as soon as he was afraid of the explosion.
Of course, it's also possible that she already knew the news before the Pa factory exploded.
"Very good. After the explosion in the Par Field, Nightingale and I's convoy was pursued by the garrison there. The equipment they had was very sophisticated, and their military quality was not comparable to that of ordinary militiamen."
"If it hadn't been for the mysterious armed force we met at the highway intersection, Nightingale and I might not have been able to escape."
Meng Yan spoke word by word, deliberately lengthened his voice slowly, and calmly observed the expression on Zhou Yaoyao's face.
As expected by Meng Yan, when she heard the news about the mysterious troops, the expression on Zhou Yaoyao's face was obviously disturbed, and then she quickly calmed down.
Keenly catching Zhou Yaoyao's slight expression, Meng Yan had already guessed that this unit must have something to do with Zhou Yaoyao.
"So Zhou Yaoyao, the mysterious troops I met to help us are equipped with more sophisticated equipment than the soldiers at the gate of their field, and their military quality is higher than them, at least at the level of special forces."
"And the most important thing is that Nightingale told me with certainty that there is no warlord in Myanmar who has this type of weapons and equipment."
