After listening to it, Jiang Luo pondered for a while and asked, "The female singer is exposed and is not suitable to be an undercover agent. Why does M country still arrange this identity for you?"

Alisa said timidly: "They learned that many senior Chinese officials like to keep female celebrities, so I was able to advance to the entertainment industry and become a senior socialite.

As for exposure, I don’t have much itinerary, and my security measures are good, so there is little possibility of my identity being exposed.”

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Luo raised the second question, "Are you here in Haizhou City to kill me?"

Alisa shook her head like a rattle, “It’s really not, if I knew you were so powerful from the beginning, how dare I touch your girlfriend?

I came to Haizhou City mainly to find a man named Qiao Bin. He stole seventeen Damo relics, and the Interpol was trying to arrest him.

Before leaving, the organization contacted the Kowloon Association and wanted me to test the loyalty of the president of the Kowloon Association."

Jiang Luo was suddenly stunned. Could it be that the master stayed in India for more than a month to steal Bodhidharma's relics?

"Xiahou Yu, vice president of the Kowloon Association, is your spy?"

"No, I actually don't know him. We sent the request directly to the public email address of the Kowloon Society, and the other party replied in the name of the president."

When Liang Shichang was alive, the entire Kowloon Society served the organization where Alisa was. After his death, it was difficult for the organization to determine the loyalty of the Kowloon Society in a short period of time, so she was sent to test it.

"How many mixed-race companions do you have?"

Alisa said dejectedly: "I really don't know that there are not many mixed-race children who can survive in the concentration camp. After they part, we don't contact each other."

Jiang Luo moved his feet away, squatted down suddenly, reached out and pointed the wound on Alisa's neck. She suddenly wailed in pain, even more tragic than the sound of killing a pig.

Luo Churan, who was standing aside, couldn't listen, so he had to cover his ears.

Fortunately, the hotel's sound insulation equipment was first-class, and they did not open the doors and windows, otherwise they would have attracted the security guards.

"If you don't want to die, it's best to bring it truthfully and start with the intelligence organization."

Jiang Luo asked again, and this time he found out more secrets.

Late at night, Alisa was tortured to the point of being out of shape, her eyes were so bloody that she couldn't even speak.

Jiang Luo had no choice but to suspend the questioning, put her in the suitcase, then threw the room card, key and Alisa's ID card to Luo Churan, and asked her to check out.

Luo Churan did as he said, and after successfully checking out, he left the hotel with Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo didn't go home, so he went to the flower shop to bother Cheng Hong and Liu Qingshan, and told them about Qiao Bin's heroic deeds in India.

Qiao Bin stole seventeen relics in a row, which made Indian Buddhist thunder furious and sued the Interpol department and offered a reward of 100 million US dollars to arrest him.

After hearing this, Liu Qingshan slapped the table excitedly and said with a smile: "Uncle Master is really courageous and directly steals Bodhidharma's relics. This is the most precious magic weapon in Buddhism, awesome!"

Jiang Luo disagreed and curled his lips and said, "This is someone else's magic weapon after all, and it is against our morality to take advantage of our tricks."

Liu Qingshan disagreed, put his hand on Jiang Luo's shoulder, patted it lightly, and said earnestly: "You are still too young and can't be ruthless. Sometimes morality is not worth mentioning in front of survival.

Although Master Bodhidharma was born in India, he attained enlightenment in China. His cultivation has little to do with India. After tracing the root cause, Uncle Master can also be regarded as regaining the wealth belonging to China."

Jiang Luo nodded, not wanting to argue about this topic.

He is already from Penglai Sect and has received many favors from the master. It is impossible and should not be against the master for the irrelevant Indian Buddhism.

At one o'clock in the morning, Luo Churan was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. Seeing this, Cheng Hong quickly pulled her to another building to rest.

Jiang Luo and Liu Qingshan were also a little sleepy, but they were not so particular and lie on the sofa and slept soundly.

The next morning, Jiang Luo was woken up by Xiahou Yu's phone call.

He snickered and was about to find Xiahou Yu, but he didn't expect that he would call him on his own initiative.

Xiahou Yu first flattered her feet before turning to the topic and asked about Alisa's recent situation.

Jiang Luo sneered and said sternly: "Old Xia, do you really don't know, or are you pretending to be confused with me?

This girl is a chicken raised in Country M., pretending to be a lady with a daughter?

And she is a vampire and almost bit my girlfriend to death last night.”

Xiahou Yu said in a trembling voice: "President Jiang, I have suspected her identity, but there is no conclusive evidence and I dare not tell you, how did you let your girlfriend sleep with her?

It’s all my fault that I’m afraid you will be exposed. I didn’t remind you in advance, your girlfriend is not in trouble, right?”

"If she had three or two shorts, I would have flew to Nanning City to stomp your head as a ball.

I've caught Alisa, the girl has 70% of the time, but it's hard to be sure if she's lying.

In your opinion, what should I do?"

Xiahou Yu pondered for a moment and said, "You can hand over Alisa to the official, or you can kill her first. It's up to you, and it's up to you."

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "Old Xia, what you said is the same as if you didn't. My dad is now alone in Nanning, so you can take care of everything."

Xiahou Yu quickly expressed his opinion, "President Jiang, don't worry, as long as I'm in one day, I can't let the old man suffer aggrieved."

"Please."

Not long after Jiang Luo hung up the phone, two familiar old men appeared outside the flower shop, namely Qiao Bin and Li Tairong.

He was shocked, quickly stood up, opened the door, and shouted excitedly: "Master, Master."

Qiao Bin shrugged his eyebrows, smiled all over his face, and reached out to pat Jiang Luo on the shoulder, "No, it's been brewing for a few months, and finally I heard you call me a master, it's worth it to suffer a little."

Li Tairong said in a deep voice: "Green Mountains, wake up."

Liu Qingshan stood up and bowed deeply to Li Tairong, "Master, you are finally back. I heard that you stole it, don't you take the seventeen relics of Indian Buddhism?"

"I didn't expect you to have heard of it. All seventeen relics are in my hands and I will be distributed to you two later."

Qiao Bin said, with a wave of his right hand, there was a dirt-gray cloth bag on the ground. When he opened it, he saw seventeen round, full and shiny relics inside.

Liu Qingshan didn't expect that he would still have his own part, and he immediately smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

Jiang Luo was also full of joy and stared at the relics, unable to even blink his eyes.

Qiao Bin said seriously: "You are all direct disciples of Penglai Sect, and I don't want to be biased. I might as well have eight one person, and the other one is temporarily kept by me.

Whoever performs well in the future will give me the last one."

Jiang Luo nodded quickly, "It's fair to share this, I have no objection."

Liu Qingshan also smiled and said, "I have no objection, thank you for the gift from my uncle."

Qiao Bin picked up a relic as big as a bird's egg and said, "Don't be stupid, just divide it quickly."

"Senior brother, you choose first," Jiang Luoqian gave in.
Chapter completed!