Yet what made Section Five feel utterly frustrated was Justin, this comrcial genius.
Damn, his legal awareness, psychological quality, and so on were all extraordinarily amazing. They had vaguely perceived this from his more illustrious academic record than the heads of their departnt.
Psychology, investigation, law, finance, and so on, doctorate, doctorate, doctorate?
All of them at a professor’s level!
His theories were a di a dozen, bewildering their battle-hardened interrogators to the point of losing their way.
So, when they previously saw those nobles and tycoons go in looking worried and co out looking pale, well now...
The Grand Duke and the comrcial genius were all smiles, brimming with heroism, while Section Five staff went pale and were full of gloom.
But Section Five staff soon turned their attention to that group of Chinese people.
Which is, the group of Chinese people led by the most conspicuous Fatty Gao.
Hmm, this chubby fellow looks like he’s easy to fool, along with those two dull and gentle n... so easy!
They could definitely extract the information they needed from them.
"You three co over here."
As for Zhong Lang and Ming Lanyuan, these two Imperial Guards, they gave up on investigation because that was a matter between the Imperial Guards and Section Seven, not Section Five’s business.
As for these three...
The three exchanged a look and were about to stand up...
"And that unconscious lady, we need to take her to the military hospital for treatnt."
The man in the suit said in a stern voice.
Heh~
Yi Chilian spoke, "I don’t think it’s necessary. Our friend is just asleep, and besides, we have dical skills ourselves. We don’t need your nation’s help, though we appreciate it."
Trying to take Yi for a physical check-up?
Nobody knows what they’ll find, but once inside, it’ll be hard to get out.
An official-controlled hospital... Heh~
"Oh really~ but I believe this lady is quite an important crisis participant. Under international laws, we need her assistance to aid our authorities in this incident’s investigation. I think our nation’s authorities won’t refuse this request, after all, regarding her identity..."
This person’s words were clear, yet faintly carried a sharp edge.
After all, this woman isn’t with the Imperial Guards, and in your country, she’s even considered a "black household."
Yi Chilian laughed, "No, I don’t think our nation will agree to that, you may as well give it a try..."
The tension finally escalated.
Ming Lanyuan and Zhong Lang, and Cao Ling all stood up.
Clearly, when it cos to the larger issue concerning China, they are still united.
You yellow-haired monkeys better not try to bully us.
Cao Qijun and Losar intended to speak.
But it wasn’t necessary.
A dog, oh, that gigantic Hellhound suddenly appeared in front of Yi.
Viciously glaring at that official.
Its appearance triggered many from Section Seven and the guards.
Drawing guns, ghosting!
Standoff!
Natasha made a sound and glanced at Hell’s Wan Ge.
Franck also looked at her.
"May I ask what Your Excellency intends to do?"
Franck’s voice was slow and rhythmically captivating.
He stared at Hell’s Wan Ge.
Initially wary and prepared, staying here was solely to guard against these two, otherwise, they should have reported back to Section Seven long ago.
However, he questioned Hell’s Wan Ge, but it was sowhat ironic. Natasha’s identity was rather obvious, where her base was located was clear, and her public identity was also high.
They weren’t as worried about her, even if she held sothing like a Blood Rose not controlled by the authorities.
The most troubleso one was this Hell’s Wan Ge, always hidden in the mist, even his real na and nationality were unknown.
Since his na was unknown, they used "Your Excellency" instead.
Actually, it’s quite polite.
But this super assassin, who barely spoke more than three words since his identity was revealed, didn’t utter a single word. He just shifted his body slightly, his eyes coldly watching him.
The Hellhound’s teeth were bared nacingly, growling low.
As if ready to spring into action.
Hmm!
The alerted guards and soldiers, even agents like Alex, all prepared themselves solemnly.
Open fire?
Here?
The tall and beautiful policewoman inside the counter kept her hand on the table, controlling her breath, and everyone moving back and forth halted their footsteps.
"Aha, a fight’s about to start?" Little Ross was sowhat excited.
Several guys from Section Seven rolled their eyes behind him, oh wise King, could you please be a bit more composed?
In truth, deep down, we don’t want a fight.
After all, this is an official location, a fight breaking out would... have a very bad impact.
"So it turns out, you’ve co here obediently, if not intentionally to provoke our authorities, then there must be so ulterior motive."
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