Outside the door, Xu Si, who was waiting, received the message.

"Bao'er, it's your turn."

Bao Bao said "oh" and opened the door and went in.

Zhang Chulan was left with a worried look on his face:

"Fourth brother, do you think I have given Sister Bao'er enough questions?"

"No mistakes, right?"

Xu Si also saw Zhang Chulan's nervousness.

He comforted her:

"Chu Lan."

"For some things, we can only do our best and leave it to fate."

"Relax, it's your turn next."

Bao Bao walked into the interrogation room.

She had just come out of the police station.

She was still wearing the lady's dress that Clarinet picked for her.

Her usually messy hair was soothed by a blue hairpin.

It was attached to her back obediently.

After entering, she was attracted by the magical machine in the middle and bent down to look at it carefully.

Observe behind the glass.

Huang Boren gossiped:

"Hey, I heard it, just heard it."

"Black long straight hair, pale white, wooden, Master Xu has always liked this."

"Really!"

Bi Youlong: "You can do it, Old Huang!"

Zhao Fangxu: "Be respectful."

"I tell you, this is the third generation of Bao Bao, the first two have already died."

Huang Boren: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Fangxu: "It's okay."

"Bao Bao, do you know what we asked you to do?"

Bao Bao: "Yes."

Zhao Fangxu: "Then why don't you sit on it quickly."

Bao Bao: "Oh!"

[Hahaha, black long straight hair, pale white, wooden. ]

[Master Xu is using his reputation to protect Bao Bao. ]

[Master Xu is also very powerful, he can be honored as Master Xu by the company boss after his death. ]

[Why do I feel like this Zhao Fangxu seems to know something? Why is he covering for Bao Bao! ]

[It should be because he saw the information reported by Master Xu that Bao Bao is the third generation. ]

[Well, after all, he and Master Xu should be good friends, and he doesn't want his subordinates to arrange friends. ]

[One Bao is passed down to three generations, and the treasure is still there after the person is gone. ]

[Bilian looks very much like the parents who watched their children go in for the high school entrance examination at the school gate today. ]

[Eh? Our high school entrance examination is over! ]

[The time is different in different regions, right? Where are you from? ]

[I'm from Jizhou, and the high school entrance examination will start tomorrow. ]

[I'm from Yuzhou, and we will start the day after tomorrow. ]

[Zhao Fangxu: "Do you know what I called you to do?" Bao Bao: "There is no such question in Zhang Chulan's question bank." ]

[You are going to make me laugh to death! ! ]

[Fortunately, Sister Bao Er is smart and didn't think the same as you thought. ]

......

The questioning is over.

Zhang Chulan was like a student who came out of the examination room to check answers:

"Did you ask this question? Sister Baoer."

Baobao: "Yes."

Zhang Chulan: "It's okay, it's a false alarm."

"It's all tasks, I didn't ask anything about you personally."

Baobao: "Well, except for one question, you guessed everything else right."

Zhang Chulan: "I know that one, and I asked it too."

Xu Si: "Chulan, stop talking!"

"Anyway, we've passed the test safely, let's go downstairs and gather!"

The three of them went downstairs, and Xu Si took them to a meeting room.

Zhang Chulan and Baobao walked in, and the chairman Zhao Fangxu stood on the stage.

And under the stage, there were several temporary workers.

Seeing the two of them coming, he turned around and greeted them.

There was a mobile phone on the table in the front, and Erzhuang had arrived at the meeting.

Qiu'er: "Hey, Bilian, Bao'er!"

"Come, sit here!"

"Bao'er, did they ask you anything other than the mission?"

Bao'er: "No, it's all about the mission."

Qiu'er: "Damn! They actually asked me if I forced Yan Zhao Kuanglong to go to the headquarters to petition last year."

"That's not fair. It's been a year, and these old foxes are still digging up old scores!"

Bao'er: "Is it you?"

Qiu'er: "Of course not, I'm so innocent!"

Zhao Fangxu: "Everyone! Be quiet!"

"Wang Zhen, Qiu'er!"

"Stop chatting!"

"Yan Zhao Kuanglong hasn't left the psychiatrist yet!"

"You pay for this later!"

[Bilian is awesome, 99% of the questions are predicted. ]

[Bilian! Please help me predict the questions! ]

[It's so easy to pass? ]

[You are really smart. ]

[What's the problem that you didn't predict? ]

[Question: From the perspective of managers, how do you view the Eight Wonders? ]

[It must be the sentence: Do you know what you are called to do? ]

[Another foreshadowing? ? ]

[Is Erzhuang so hard? He still has to attend meetings. ]

[By the way, what did Qiu'er do to force people to petition! ]

[This shows that Xiao Taoyuan'er's experiences are all gentle. ]

[The innocent boy Wang Zhenqiu.】

【The cancer of the southwest is not in vain. 】

【This Yanzhao Kuanglong sounds like a tough guy, right? 】

【He forced people to rely on psychologists, and there is no one else like him. 】

【What are you going to talk about at the meeting? 】

【Are you going to praise them? 】

【It may also be about the escaped Guo Liang. 】

......

Zhang Chulan looked at the current situation and muttered in his heart:

The first thing is to be lenient, and the bench is passed.

I can't control the third thing.

Now we should talk about the second thing, right?

Just as he thought this, Zhao Fangxu on the stage spoke again:

"Okay, everyone is here."

"Inside the room, Lao Meng, Wang Zhenqiu'er, Er Zhuang, we all know each other."

"For the others, this is the first time we meet each other."

"I am Zhao Fangxu, the current chairman of Nadutong."

"I am also the commander-in-chief of this mission."

"You did a great job this time."

"On behalf of the board of directors, I would like to thank you all here."

Xiao Zizai: "Mr. Zhao, didn't you hear that we missed one?"

Zhao Fangxu pressed the remote control pen on the slide in his hand:

"Oh, we have found that one."

Guo Liang on the slide was sitting on a bench.

Bleeding from all seven orifices.

"We are still investigating the cause of death."

"But this is not important."

"What is important is that although Guo Liang is an alien transformed by the self-cultivation furnace."

"But from the intelligence, he knew Ma Xianhong earlier than all the superiors."

"Now he is dead."

"All clues are broken."

"Besides, your person in charge should have revealed it to you."

"Ma Xianhong escaped."

Zhao Fangxu switched to the following photos.

One after another, the tragic images were exposed in front of everyone.

Broken hands and feet, skin and flesh were torn, and they fell to the ground and leaned against the car.

Hanging at the end of the truck compartment.

Dozens of employees died miserably.

It seemed that the smell of blood could be smelled through the pictures.

"From the recording of the last device."

"It's a method I've never seen before."

"Same as Guo Liang's death."

"The other party is trying to cover up his identity."

"Brothers on the line of escorting Ma Xianhong."

"There is not a single survivor."

"Also, there is one thing worth noting."

"This Guo Liang, Er Zhuang couldn't find his whereabouts."

"And we couldn't find any trace of him on the Internet."

"It seems that he knows Er Zhuang's ability and is deliberately avoiding him."

The temporary workers also understood what Zhao Fangxu wanted to express.

Black Tube: "Boss Zhao, did you call us here to punish us?"

Zhang Chulan also thought to himself:

This is the question I didn't guess.

From the wide bench, I was asked whether I leaked the mission information.

Zhao Fangxu: "Don't worry, you have all passed the test of Congkuan Bench."

"That's why you can sit here with peace of mind."

"I know that some of you are very sensitive to your personal information."

"But Erzhuang's situation is a little different."

"The system tailored for Erzhuang is not cheap."

"It is the result of the discussion of all board members."

"And many of the backbones in the Northeast also know about it."

"But the backbones in the Northeast don't know the escort route of Ma Xianhong."

Xiao Zizai: "So, there is a traitor."

"It's either us or you."

......

Tomorrow is the day when the Heavenly Master descends the mountain...I should be able to write about it. If not, I will write about it the day after tomorrow. Hehe.

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