Zuo Zhong was confused by this contemptuous look. He walked to the crowd and said, "Now I need a volunteer. Is there any lady who knows makeup skills? We need a little help."
No one dared to stand up. A lady had just been dragged into the store by the agents. This was not enough. She was going to harm others. No one was a fool. All the ladies kept their heads down.
Several modern girls with exquisite makeup quickly rubbed their faces with their hands, fearing that the agents would notice something was wrong, but the ordinary-looking woman looked around with a proud look on her face.
Seeing no one respond, Zuo Zhong frowned. That shouldn't be the case. The newspapers and magazines of the Republic of China would publish some fashion information translated from the United States and France, which was very popular among urban women.
The content involves makeup techniques and so on. He often sees He Yijun secretly studying there. It is said that there are about a hundred women here, so there must be a few who are keen on makeup.
But you can't force someone with a gun, otherwise it would be like robbing a civilian girl. Zuo Zhong had to stand aside and wait for Song Minghao to bring someone out. After a while, the agents escorted the suspect out.
"Ha ha."
A few of the narrow-minded people in the crowd laughed inappropriately and quickly covered their mouths. After this ugly woman put on her cheongsam and high heels, she really washed her face like a mud Buddha - the more she washed, the uglier she became.
Zuo Zhong watched with cold eyes. The female suspect's shoulders were trembling and she sprained her feet after taking two steps. She looked like she had never worn high heels before. From time to time, she looked at the secret agent with a hint of fear in her eyes.
Song Minghao felt that he was going to be hurt, so he came over and said depressedly: "Section Chief, I have changed into them. The clothes and shoes are of the right size, but she was not very cooperative, so I used coercion."
"Oh, it doesn't matter." Zuo Zhongkan said to the female suspect: "Miss, why do the clothes and shoes we found fit you so well after you put them on? Is this just a coincidence?"
The female suspect burst into tears, as if she had been wronged a lot: "I, I really don't know, sir, please don't accuse me unjustly. These clothes and shoes are not mine, I can swear that."
It has to be said that the other party's performance was very real, and the performance of a poor man who was being held hostage and intimidated was vividly performed. After the onlookers finished laughing, they could not help but feel sympathy in their hearts.
But they also understood that the agent did not do anything excessive, he just asked the woman to change her clothes. But what does it mean to find someone who can do makeup? Is it to help her dress up?
Zuo Zhong turned around and said: "Everyone, have you heard the story of the ugly duckling? There is one right now. I'll ask again if anyone knows how to put on makeup. I can let her leave first."
"Sir, I will."
"Sir, choose me."
Since there is no danger and they can leave early, the women are no longer afraid. They raise their hands one by one. The modern girls are shaking their small bags and shaking the messy cosmetics in their hands.
Zuo Zhong smiled and selected a few ladies with all the tools and discussed with them in a low voice for a while. The women walked up to the female suspect boldly and immediately started putting on makeup.
"Section Chief, this is..."
"Wait, we'll find out soon."
Song Minghao wanted to ask what he was doing, but Zuo Zhong raised his hand to stop him. Some things have to be seen with one's own eyes to understand, so they can't be explained clearly.
The people present watched as the women raised and lowered their hands on the female suspect. When the bright red rouge was rubbed on the other person's face, the crowd laughed even louder. The other person looked like a smeared monkey.
The female suspect's face turned red with embarrassment from the laughter, and she burst into tears. But before her tears fell, she was wiped clean by a fashionable Dabo Lang with a handkerchief.
While wiping, Da Bolang comforted the other person: "Sister, don't cry. Crying will make your makeup look bad. Just purse your lips and I'll help you apply lipstick."
Song Minghao shuddered. These women were clearly scared to death just now, but now they become fearless when they touch cosmetics.
It can be seen that Dabolang and others are indeed experts in makeup. With their help, the female suspect quickly turned into a beautiful monkey, and the laughter gradually disappeared.
I don’t know what technique Dabo Lang used. The female suspect’s dull eyes soon turned into the popular slender red phoenix eyes. It can be said that the pair of red phoenix eyes are like water, soft and charming.
The originally messy eyebrows were also modified into pale eyebrows. The willow eyebrows were like crescent moons, which was inexplicably pleasing to the eyes. The men watched intently, thinking this was more interesting than the magic tricks in Shanghai.
The gangsters worked harder and harder. They took out the Yashuang cream, which is known as the best companion for beauties, and generously rubbed it on the female suspect's face, and started patting it.
Finally, one person lowered the female suspect's hair to cover her protruding ears, and the abrupt face shape became a standard oval face, with a small cherry mouth covered with lipstick, in one word, absolutely stunning.
I saw this woman, with slender fingers and skin as smooth as gel. Her snow-white skin was tinged with pink. If she smiled, she would definitely be smiling coquettishly. There was no trace of ugliness at all. She was clearly a beauty.
"Hiss, hiss~~"
The men desperately sucked in the cold air, causing local climate changes in Jinling City. This woman was completely different from the previous one. Who would believe such a thing if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.
Song Minghao had a look of surprise on his face, thinking that the eye of the needle might grow later. If the other person was Zhu Jisheng with this face, that silly boy from the northwest would really be difficult to resist.
The makeup artists took two steps back and took a look at their masterpieces. Dabolang looked regretful: "Oh, it's a pity that we don't have all the tools at hand today, but it's pretty good that we can make it up to this point."
After saying that, Guo Guo asked Xiang Zuozhong: "Sir, are you satisfied?"
Zuo Zhong applauded repeatedly, shook his head and said with emotion: "You ladies are really amazing. If it weren't for official duties today, I would have wanted to recruit a few of them to join the Secret Service. Please leave your contact information."
What he said was true. This level of makeup technology can be called plastic surgery, and it is definitely needed to perform tasks. It is estimated that it is not impossible for a man to dress up as a woman. Such talents must be in the bag.
Dabolang replied angrily: "We are members of the Jinling Women's Makeup Mutual Aid Association. If necessary, the commander can come directly to look for us. We can leave."
"Please, walk slowly." Zuo Zhong immediately raised his hand and got out of the way.
"Please." Dabolang hugged his fists and walked away with a few women.
Zuo Zhong looked at their figures and couldn't help but admired: "Hero among women, Lao Song, you have to keep in touch with us from now on, we can use him."
Song Minghao's face turned blue. What did the section chief mean by this? If he got mixed up with these women, the one at home would know better than to tear his face to pieces.
Zuo Zhong glanced at him and said with a smile: "Okay, you take someone to register the identities of the people present, take photos and keep records, and let them leave on their own."
Song Minghao walked away with a sad face. The crowd was a little reluctant to leave. They hadn't finished the show yet, but when they saw the ferocious spy, they had no choice but to line up.
Zuo Zhong walked up to the female suspect and chatted with her about biology: "I heard that before a butterfly breaks out of its cocoon, it is just an ordinary, ugly-looking caterpillar."
At this point, he paused and noticed that the female suspect's nostrils were slightly open, which showed that her body needed to take in more oxygen and also indicated that she was ready for a confrontation.
This subtle movement lasted only a few seconds on her face, and it was fleeting. Other than that, she didn't have any unusual reactions or expressions. It seemed that she had received very professional intelligence training.
Zuo Zhong waited for a while and continued to speak slowly: "But once you emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly, you will become extremely beautiful, with a graceful figure and colorful wings. Am I right, Miss Butterfly?"
The female suspect moved her eyebrows and said in a sad and angry tone: "I am not Miss Butterfly. My name is Xiao Qingmin. I am twenty-five years old and a teacher at Jinling No. 3 Elementary School. You must be mistaken."
"Haha, don't worry, let's make a bet."
Zuo Zhong chuckled: "My subordinate will come and tell me later that he found a piece of information in Qiuju Bookstore, which will explain that there is a spy group called Butterfly operating in Jinling."
The suspect who called himself Xiao Qingmin took half a step forward and said urgently: "Sir, what I said is true. You can ask the school. The principal, teachers and my students can all prove my identity."
Before he finished speaking, Gu Qi hurriedly walked out of the bookstore and reported to Zuo again: "Report to the Section Chief, we found a piece of information in the mezzanine of the bookshelf, and the content is as you guessed."
Zuo Zhong smiled even more happily and showed his hands to the so-called Xiao Qingmin: "Look, I won. We are all professionals, so don't waste time. Please ask Miss Xiao to come with us."
Xiao Qingmin was anxious when she heard this and wanted to get closer to explain, but as soon as she raised her feet, there was a burst of gunfire not far away, and a hole was made in the ground by bullets, which made her stunned.
But then she held her head and screamed. Tears instantly flowed out. She felt frightened by the gunfire just now. Xiao Qingmin collapsed and kept walking, getting closer and closer to Zuo Zhong and Gu Qi.
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