After taking a shower, he did not go to bed in the dormitory. When he returned to the dormitory, he put on a windbreaker and picked up a PHS phone from the table.
It has been several years since I traveled through time. Although the call function of this PHS has not declined at all, the battery life is almost the same. More and more PHS batteries have lost their function. Dr. Zhong has spent a lot of effort and cannot find one.
There is a way to safely renovate lithium batteries or nickel-metal hydride batteries under the conditions of this time and space. When the battery loses its function, the PHS becomes a landline phone - two wires are connected to a glass-cased battery that is as big as Cihai.
However, PHS does not need to lay telephone lines, has a dedicated number and does not need to be transferred through a switchboard, and has strong confidentiality. It is still a communication tool favored by elders.
Jiang Shan dialed a number.
There was a woman's voice on the phone. Her voice was clear and high-pitched, but very low, with a slightly artificial softness.
"Are you asleep?"
"No, I'm working. You know we have a lot of work - there's so much to do." The woman replied, then she deliberately lowered her voice, "I'm waiting for your call."
"It's one o'clock in the morning and you're a night owl."
"I have green eyes." The woman laughed.
"It's so beautiful. Do you have time?"
"Any time. I can get off work right away. Why don't you come over..."
"Go to the old place. I have already informed the guards."
"Good."
"I have to make a few calls now. I have something to talk to others about. You go there first, I may have to arrive later."
After hanging up the phone, he made a few more calls, then scribbled a few lines in pencil on the memo on the desk. Finally he pulled the bell cord that summoned the orderly.
"Prepare the car, I want to go out."
Jiangshan's carriages are on duty 24 hours a day. They are on call at any time, and there is no need to register and dispatch through the duty room of the general office. This is a privilege of a powerful and key department.
"Go to Litchi Forest No. 3," Jiang Shan put on his coat, got into the car and told the driver, "drive the car faster."
"Yes, Comrade Director."
Although someone at the executive committee meeting proposed granting military ranks to the personnel of the Foreign Intelligence Service or the same "internal affairs ranks" as those of the police and the Political Security Bureau, Jiang Shan firmly resisted. He did not want to be a "regional deputy commander".
Does the CIA director have a military rank?
Lizhilin No. 3 is the code name of a house in Bairen City. This is a "workplace" of the Foreign Intelligence Service. The Foreign Intelligence Service, the Political Security Bureau and the National Police all have offices here. Almost no one knows it.
The office of the Investigation and Enforcement Bureau of the Forensic Tribunal is also located in the lychee forest here.
The carriage turned a corner with the driver's low-pitched shouts and the crack of the whip. It turned from the main road into a cinder path in the woods.
Hundreds of lychee trees, ranging in age from a few decades to hundreds of years, held up a thick canopy, making the lychee forest pitch black at midnight. Only the torch cages burning along the carriage road barely illuminated the road.
Jiang Shan sat in the car and opened the rain curtain of the two-wheeled carriage. He looked at the driver and the guard sitting in the front seat. They were all soldiers from the Lingao Guard Battalion. They were carrying two 1632s that the machinery factory had made to make up for the 9mm cross-armed.
An improved version of the 0.45 caliber revolver launched because the conventional revolver was not powerful enough.
The car stopped near a two-story red brick building in the lychee forest, and Jiang Shan got out of the car.
"Park the car and you can go back and rest...I'm going to spend the night here today...come pick me up at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Yes, Comrade Director."
Jiang Shan did not go into the office here, but walked through the porch and went straight out the back door. There was a room on the first floor of this small building. This was his dormitory here.
He opened the key to the door, and the light in the room suddenly burst out.
There is a faint aroma in the house. This is the essential oil distilled by Zichengji from various plants and flowers. It is very popular in the Guangzhou market. It is also commonly used as perfume by female senators and their maids.
He closed the door. The room was not big. It only had a bed, a writing desk and a double sofa. The blinds were closed and a large piece of ice was placed in the room. It felt cool and pleasant. A woman was sitting in front of the writing desk, facing the small
Yuan Jing looked at herself carefully. There was a cosmetic bag on the table and some bottles and jars scattered around.
It has been almost five years since we traveled to this time and space. In 1633, Lingao no longer had any cosmetics or skin care products brought from another time and space. These were "luxury goods" manufactured by Zichengji for export. All of them had a short shelf life.
Short for "all natural products".
"You came so early, I thought things would be better for a while." The woman put down her mirror case, turned around and smiled charmingly.
She is about 27 or 27 years old and has a petite figure. Because of the hot weather, female senators rarely have long hair, but she has long black and thick hair. Her appearance is not very eye-catching, but she can be said to be pretty.
, coupled with exquisite makeup and a girl-like smile, makes her look much younger than her actual age.
"I said it was just a few phone calls, how much time can I use?" Jiang Shan took off his windbreaker and hung it behind the door. He sat down on the sofa and smiled tiredly, "I didn't expect the work in the big library.
So busy too.”
"You see." The woman stood up, dragged her chair and sat across from Jiang Shan, her chin resting on the back of the chair and looking down at him, "Our Grand Library is the busiest department in the Senate. We only make up those promotional pamphlets.
, as well as revising books and translating ancient texts... there is so much work to do."
She wore a pajamas made of fine silk and modified Hanfu style, which set off her charming figure and showed off a pair of beautiful long legs. She sat sideways with her legs crossed, and the hem of her pajamas was shrunk to the top of her thighs, revealing
A little bit of smooth curve of the hips.
Jiang Shan admired the curves that the woman showed him wantonly, and the long fragrance of dianthus flowers reached his nose, which made his heart move.
As if sensing his thoughts, the woman wiped the back of her ears, brought it up to her nose and sniffed: "The fragrance has faded. You don't like the smell of carnation flowers?"
"No, I like it very much." Jiang Shan said lazily, leaning on the back of the sofa, "You didn't use this kind of perfume before."
"I see that there are always dianthus flowers in your office and apartment. You must like this flower very much. Maybe this flower is related to a certain woman."
"You are a careful woman."
"A girl's heart is always delicate." The woman smiled, then suddenly stopped her smile and stared into Jiang Shan's eyes, "Especially for the man she likes, the slightest trace will make her become Sherlock Holmes. You have to drink
Would you like to order a drink?”
"Of course." Jiang Shan responded casually and said, "So you like me."
"Otherwise, why would I be here?" She brought the drink and a bottle of kombucha for herself. She knelt down on the chair with her legs curled under her body, and her smooth and delicate thighs were completely exposed to Jiang Shan's gaze.
, "But I know you don't plan to marry me."
"What on earth are you talking about?" Jiang Shan asked after drinking a glass of rum and lime juice in a happy mood that even he found strange.
"Let's put it this way. I'm not bad looking, and I'm a 'modern' woman. I've watched porn movies, read H novels, have some sexual experience, and know how to dress up to suit the 'sexual interest' of modern boys. Compared to
Apart from silently devoting your life, there is no communication and a boring life secretary is obviously more in line with your aesthetic taste."
"Then?"
"But a beautiful rose is not as good as the various flowers in the garden that you can pick at will." The woman said with a smile, "You don't pick them now just because there are no flowers in the flower garden in the office that you think you can pick."
Just the right flower - you're a perfectionist."
"So I, a perfectionist, give up on roses?"
"Wouldn't it be too deserted if there was only one rose in the rose garden?"
"Yeah, it's really too deserted." Jiang Shan didn't want to discuss this issue with her at all. Of course he wouldn't talk about marriage with her. There was no need to discuss in depth a matter that had already been decided.
"Men are carefree animals." The woman flipped up her hair and took a sip of kombucha. "Perhaps spreading genes is of low cost to men."
"I don't understand biology, let alone biosociology."
The woman smiled: "I just like your aloof and cold feeling."
"Some people say this is being out of touch with the masses and being inhumane."
"Don't you know that women subconsciously hate good men?"
"You are a map cannon. Many people in the Senate are good men."
"That's why they are so keen on creatures like maids."
Jiang Shan didn't answer - in fact, he quite agreed with this point of view, but this topic was too dangerous, a super group ridicule, and a source of hatred. Not only could he not agree, but it was best not to even discuss it.
He never believed in anything that God knew and that you knew and I knew. For some things, two people knew enough. What’s more, the woman in front of him was not someone who could keep her mouth shut at all.
"Look, if you don't say anything when others are talking, or answer questions you don't understand, it's a sign of lack of education."
"Yes, it's rude. You're right, but I don't like this topic. In my opinion, it's better to say nothing than to randomly join a topic."
"Your tact is really annoying. I thought that a man from an upper-class and elite family like you wouldn't bother to do this." She curled her lips cutely.
"I am not a member of the upper class. I am not from an elite family."
"You always have a tendency to deny your own excellence and belittle yourselves - I really don't know what you are afraid of? According to Director Xiao: You are an out-and-out elite." (To be continued...)