Emperor Ye, who came out of the Hong Kong office of the National Security Bureau, seemed a little uneasy. Although Taro Ishihara and Dahui Ishikawa died, it was not very meaningful to Emperor Ye. The news he wanted to get about the death of the Fengling was unknown again as Taro Ishihara committed suicide by taking poison, which made Emperor Ye a little depressed.

After walking out of the office, Emperor Ye was about to open the door and get in the car and leave. Liao Chang, deputy director of the National Security Bureau's Hong Kong Office, who was chasing out, called him.

"Director Liao, there is something else." Liao Chang, who was looking at him, frowned slightly and replied faintly. After Shi Yuan died just now, Emperor Ye went out to tell the matter. Now the office is already cleaning up the messed secret room.

"Mr. Ye, I may ask about Ishikawa Dahui in a few days. I hope you can explain it when the time comes. After all, although Hong Kong is just an office, its level is not lower than that of branches of various provinces." Liao Chang looked at Emperor Ye in front of him and said with a gentle look on his face.

The subordinates had informed him about the situation in the secret room just now that the mixed fuel inside was burned even with the walls. The sarin poison gas and mustard gas behind were enough to block tens of thousands of people, but the Ye Emperor in front of him had nothing to do with it. What does this mean? Liao Chang knew clearly that the young man in front of him might have exceeded the scope that humans can understand.

None of the people who can enter Long Yan really have a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Okay, this matter has been caused by me. If the superiors investigate, please call me." Nodded, Emperor Ye also knew that Liao Chang was right. Although Hong Kong is small, it is a special administrative region after all, and its administrative level is the same as that of provinces and municipalities directly under the central government. The death of the Director of the National Security Bureau here is not a trivial matter.

"Then thank Mr. Ye. I would like to thank Mr. Ye for taking action this time. Otherwise, this Ishikawa Dahui is hidden in the Security Bureau of China and I don't know what chaos will happen." Liao Chang smiled and complimented.

"It's nothing. This is what I should do. I am also a member of the National Security Bureau. I can't always eat free food. By the way, I guess the place has been exposed. You should move out overnight. The National Security Bureau staff in Hong Kong will be replaced in the end so that there will be no fish that misses the net."

"If Mr. Ye doesn't say it, I will do this immediately." Liao Chang has been in the National Security Bureau for many years. Although it is now called the National Security Bureau, in the past, what they do are the errands of agents and intelligence personnel.

These people are usually extremely secretive. If they are known by intelligence personnel and agents from other countries, it is estimated that few dozen people in the Hong Kong New Territories office will be able to survive this year's Spring Festival.

The assassination between agents was much more cruel than expected.

"That's good. If nothing happens, I'll leave." Emperor Ye said.

"Oh, there is another thing that may be related to you, Mr. Ye." As he said that, Liao Chang handed the information in his hand to Emperor Ye and continued.

"This is a network surveillance information we had the night before yesterday. The person under surveillance was a man in his thirties named Huang Geng. He came from Yucheng. The information he sent included your complete information about Mr. Ye, and it was sent abroad. We thought it was suspicious and intercepted it. I wonder if it is useful to Mr. Ye, you."

"Huang Gun." Hearing Liao Chang's words, Emperor Ye frowned slightly.

"Yes, we have already found out his information. All of it is here, Mr. Ye, this yellow roll is very dirty, so you should pay attention."

"Haha, nothing, Director Liao, thank you this time. This information is very important to me." He patted Liao Chang's arm gently, and Emperor Ye said with a smile on his face.

I was worried that I didn't know who wanted to attack me, so Liao Chang sent the information to me.

Liao Chang didn't know who Huang Gun was, but Emperor Ye knew very well.

Since the last incident of visiting the guest house, Huang Geng has run away so much that he has disappeared. It has been more than a week. The monk and others have not even found his shadow. Unexpectedly, they have already been to Hong Kong. It seems that they are afraid that the Chu family will take action against him and temporarily avoid the limelight.

"No, it's too trivial compared to what Mr. Ye did for us. You saved dozens of our lives."

Not only did Liao Chang's entire office feel grateful to Emperor Ye for the matter. In a sense, Emperor Ye found out that Ishikawa Dahui was saved by their lives. It is not an exaggeration to Liao Chang say this.

"Everywhere, I should do it. Okay, I have other things to deal with and leave first. When will I invite you to drink when I go back to Yanjing?"

"Young Master Ye, we should invite you."

...

After the two exchanged greetings at the door, Emperor Ye left the Hong Kong Office of the National Security Bureau and drove along the colorful coastal avenue toward the Phoenix Hotel.

When Emperor Ye rushed back, no one fell asleep. Nangong Qingyin was watching the economic report on TV, while Xing Tian, ​​Xing Gan Qi and Wu Cha didn't know where to make a poker and make a golden flower. Lao Xing's face was covered with notes, which obviously lost the worst.

"You three are free, so what's the note to put on when you don't sleep?" Ye Huang, who pushed the door, looked at Xing Gan Qi's sticking out like a ghost painting talisman, couldn't help laughing, and his mood improved a little.

"You're back..."

Nangong Qingyin Jian Ye Huang pushed the door and stood up with joy on his face and shouted.

"Young Master, you ran out without a sound. How dare we sleep? You didn't run over to protect us. If something happened to Miss Qingyin, we would have been demolished alive." Xing Gan Qi cried with a depressed look on his face.

He didn't really blame Ye Huang for not going out with their ward. The main reason was that the three of them were bored and they were so stupid that they thought that Wu Cha was easy to bully, but who thought that this kid was very savage. He almost used his underwear to lose, and even put on his IOU.

"You old guy is just complaining about the world all day long. Wouldn't you just be the only one of you come here? Why? You lost a lot."

"It's not just that I lost badly, I just lost to my grandma's house..." Looking at Wu Cha and Xing Tian, ​​the two of them, the crowds of 100 yuan in front of him, Xing Ganqi was in tears and could not survive.

"Didn't you have nothing to do with Wucha Zha Jinhua? He is a Feng Shui master and knows how to predict the future. He bets with the gambling god. It's good if you didn't lose yourself." Seeing that the old boy lost, Ye Huang couldn't help but laugh and said.

"Yes, fuck his grandma, why did I forget this? I poked it. Today, I was stuck in my head and actually got to the ancestor. I said I lost so badly." After Emperor Ye said this, Xing Gan Qi suddenly thought of something and slapped his head and regretted it.

I am really not ordinary, but I want to seek death. Za Jinhua actually played with a guy who knows how to tell fortunes. What's wrong with seeking death?

"Okay, pack up your stuff and go back to your house. I have something to say."

As he said that, Emperor Ye turned around and left the room first.

The three people behind hurriedly packed up their things and followed behind happily.

"Young Master, where did you go in the middle of the night?" Xing Ganqi, the old man, talked the most. He took a sip of the best Longjing tea and vomited half drunk tea and asked Emperor Ye.

"I went to the National Security Bureau Office and Taro Ishihara was dead." Emperor Ye said lightly.

"I'm dead, killed by the people from the National Security Bureau. Is there any information?"

Emperor Ye shook his head.

"I poked it. Ishihara is too unstoppable. Young Master, you won't let those idiots sit on the tiger bench, so you'll kill people."

As soon as he heard that he had not obtained any information, the Jian Gan Qi started to curse. In the past two days, he had been staying at home every day, watching TV every day when he was idle. He happened to see the TV series of the intelligence war in the 1930s and 1940s, among which the intelligence personnel were sitting on a tiger bench. This was copied directly.

"How come you can think of anything, you are a bastard? Do you think of too much TV?"

"Uh... I have watched a lot these two days." Xing Ganqi was very honest and nodded and agreed. They had been out these two days, and they were in the hotel themselves, but they didn't really watch a lot of TV series.

Emperor Ye didn't know whether to scold or laugh when he heard this old boy's words.

"When will you be more serious? Ishihara committed suicide by taking poison himself. This is what happened..."

Afterwards, Emperor Ye told the three of them what happened in the office. When they heard that Ishikawa Dahui was actually a spy from the Sun Kingdom, and they wanted to kill the young master with fire and poison, the three of them turned green.

"I was divining a divination before. It was because the young master might have suffered a disaster. I originally thought of coming over and telling the young master not to go out tonight. The young master still went out. It seems that this divination has come true." Wu Cha sighed. The reason why the three of them noticed that Emperor Ye was going out was because Wu Cha was preparing to come over and say it after divination, and found that Emperor Ye was not there.

Originally, Xing Tian and Xing Gan Qi wanted to go out to find it, but later Wu Cha said that in the hexagram, Emperor Ye turned into good fortune, so he sat back.

"This kid Wu Cha is just a hindsight. You wouldn't have encountered this situation a few minutes ago. Fortunately, it's okay." Xing Gan Qi shouted.

"I don't know that the young master is going out, and I got the holy divination by chance. I am a human, not a god, so how can I calculate everything accurately?" Wu Cha was disgusted by the Xing Gan Qi, and his face turned red and retorted.

"But you are very accurate when you cheated on gold flowers." Xing Ganqi glared at her eyes and shouted depressedly.

"You are the one who is at your own level and can't blame others." Wu Cha snorted and refused to admit it.

"No, I'll give me the money back, you're cheating."

"I don't want money, but I'll have one to die."

...

The two began to argue.

"Okay, I'm willing to accept the loss. If I lose, I will have something to argue with. I'm here to tell you something."

After Emperor Ye scolded him, the two of them immediately became honest.

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