"Interpol, I'll know when I see you. I'll contact you first and wait for my notification." After saying that, Li Liang left.
Ling Hao's eyes twitched: "Interpol? Are you so high-ranking, a foreigner? Why do I feel a little nervous?"
At 3 o'clock in the afternoon the next day, there was a restaurant called Waiti on Guanhai Road in Hong Kong City.
In G's cafe, a twenty-four or five-year-old girl was sitting in a booth waiting, a cup of black coffee steaming in front of her.
Men passing by, whether they were young men or old men, couldn't help but glance at her.
This is no wonder to them, because this girl is so beautiful, her ear-length Sassoon short hair is as bright and smooth as black satin, her embroidered eyebrows are like black and slender, her eyes are like the cold stars in the dark night, bright and deep, and her long eyelashes Trembling slightly, it stirred the heartbeat of every man who looked at her. Her pretty fair face was not painted with makeup, but it was smooth and shiny, and could be broken like a peeled egg.
The thin lips were not decorated in any way, but they were so moist, and there seemed to be thousands of tactful and singing-like whispers between them. The slender jade neck is straight and slender. A black mole the size of a sesame seed not only does not detract from this beautiful neck, but it actually gives off a hint of the fireworks of a fairy descending from the mortal world, exuding a sense of playfulness.
A small denim jacket was open, only reaching her ribs, and a snow-white vest underneath outlined her perfect upper body curves. Her proud part made her the world's arrogant, and her slender part made others feel inferior.
A pair of light blue tight jeans is as ordinary as it gets, but it's different when it's on her body. This pair of beautiful legs is definitely worthy of a model's proportions. As for the part that these pants can still outline, because the girl has been sitting, although it allows every man passing by to imagine and create endlessly, unfortunately it can only stay within the scope of reverie.
She just sat there quietly, staring out the window, as if waiting for someone. The men who were paying attention to her were mentally unbalanced. What kind of beast would let such a beautiful woman wait here alone? Isn’t there any natural reason?
At this moment, the girl's eyes lit up, but she looked away from the window, gently picked up the coffee and took a sip. With a "ding", the bell on the door of the cafe rang, and a young man walked in. He walked casually into the store, but his eyes like an eagle stayed on every customer in the store for a moment.
This young man is twenty-six or seventeen years old. He wears a tight-fitting black T-shirt, a pair of urban camouflage military pants with pockets, a canvas belt, and a pair of special Marine Corps boots. This young man exudes a capable aura. .
The young man is tall but not strong, but his strength can be seen from his arms. This kind of muscle shape can never be developed in the gym. He has clean, short hair and a skin color difference that cannot be seen without looking carefully at the hairline, which are the traces of wearing a military cap during his military career. Jianmei Xing has a face that is both delicate and masculine, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth is 70% calm and confident and 30% cunning. There is a hint of ferocity hidden in the wisdom in his deep eyes.
At a glance, one can tell that this young man is by no means a handsome guy who only thinks about where to go to "have fun" besides playing games and picking up girls. Instead, he is a "dangerous person" whose scheming and methods are beyond his actual age. Of course, this "danger" is also the most attractive quality to some girls.
Ling Hao walked straight to the booth where the girl was sitting, and sat down opposite her politely with a smile. He glanced at the girl's coffee cup, then waved to the waiter and said: "Double esp
Esso, thank you. "
The girl glanced at him curiously and said, "Are you sure you are sitting in the right place?"
"Are you sure I'm not sitting in the right place?" Ling Hao looked at the girl and said with a smile.
"I'm not a good person to strike up a conversation with." The girl picked up her coffee and took another sip without even raising her eyelids.
Ling Hao smiled and said: "I see, not only is it not suitable for chatting, but it is also very dangerous. The calluses on the knuckles of both hands and the index finger not only show that you are an expert in using guns, but you can also shoot a bow left and right. Although the calluses on the knuckles of the palms are It has been deliberately trimmed, but if you look closely, you can still see that it is unnatural, which shows that fists are not vegetarian in daily life. It is rare to see a girl with such a hobby, although I am also surprised that the person I am about to meet is a beautiful girl. , but I definitely didn’t find the wrong person.”
The girl didn't seem to care much about Ling Hao's words. She just picked up the coffee and took a sip, but subconsciously touched her own crotch.
"Generally, girls your age would like to drink 'latte' or 'cappuccino'. Those who can taste black coffee calmly must have experience and abilities far beyond their peers." Ling Hao picked up the waiter and brought it over. The "Double esp
esso” continued.
"Aren't you just drinking Italian coffee?" The girl seemed to have grasped Ling Hao's handle.
Ling Hao showed a wicked smile and said: "Two people have to complement each other when chatting. I see you drink dark black coffee, so I will drink some cheerful espresso, otherwise it will be easy to chat to death."
"Ling Hao, you know I'm not here to chat with you, so let's end the rambling. I hope you'll be more serious about the next topic." The girl seemed a little unhappy.
Ling Hao stretched out a finger and waved it in front of his face and said: "I know your organization is an elite team, and I understand your arrogance, but I am a person who has been dealing with death all year round, and my principle for choosing partners must be The relationship must be equal, and each other is indispensable. If the other party thinks that I am dispensable, I dare not leave my back to such a teammate. I don’t know what happened if I was sold. As far as I know, it was you who took the initiative to find me. I'm not looking for you, right? If you have more options for teammates, then I won't participate. If you don't have other spare tires, then I hope you won't use this condescending attitude. Speak to me in a tone of voice, after all, we are not in a superior-subordinate relationship." Ling Hao still had a smirk and said "If you don't have any other spare tires", it was a double entendre.
He estimated that the beauty in front of him was used to being kneeled and licked by others, and she looked arrogant to everyone. Whether it's Interpol or the FBI, he's seen too many movies, and he speaks nicely when needed. When faced with weighing interests, who knows which unlucky guy will become the abandoned son and cannon fodder.
Ling Hao didn't intend to spoil her. He set rules for her from the beginning so that she wouldn't have to boss her around later, as if he had eaten the rice organized by them.
The girl looked at Ling Hao in surprise. This was the first time she saw a man who was so rude to her. She didn't say anything outrageous just now, right? She was not angry, but rather curious about Ling Hao. Some of what the young man said just now was not wrong. If there was no other way, Interpol would not have found out about Ling Hao, and they would have used connections to contact him. When it comes to Li Liang, he is a businessman. It is impossible for him to do things for nothing.
The girl leaned forward a little, looked directly at Ling Hao and said, "Is there anything wrong with making a backup plan for an important task? Do you have to go all out to do it?"
"You don't understand. You can have a backup plan, but backup teammates are not necessary. But this is not the point now. After all, you have spent so much effort to find me. I believe it will be difficult for you to have a better choice. There are many people here. Yanza, you don't want to talk to me about the details of the mission here, do you?" Ling Hao drank half of his espresso coffee in one gulp.
A rare smile appeared on the girl's face, she picked up the bag on the side and said, "Come with me." The two of them paid the bill, left the cafe one after the other, and drove their own cars. , heading towards a five-star hotel.
In the hotel room, the two of them were sitting on the edge of the bed. Ling Hao felt a little embarrassed. He warned himself in his heart not to think nonsense, but for some reason, his old face was always red.
The girl placed a briefcase in front of Ling Hao, looked at him jokingly and said, "Why are you blushing? It's your first time in a hotel room alone with a girl?"
Ling Hao said reservedly: "I am a serious person, and all I can think about now is work, really."
The girl burst into laughter and said with a smile: "I really don't understand you. I got some information about you through the military. I didn't expect that the confidentiality level was so high. The information I got was pitiful. But With this little information, it seems like you give me the feeling..." The girl seemed to be unable to find the right words for a moment.
"Like what?" Ling Hao asked curiously.
"Extreme danger, killing machines, soldiers, and information make me feel like you are a monster created specifically for war and killing." The girl said thoughtfully.
Ling Hao shook his head and said seriously: "It's not as serious as you said. You are a policeman. You should understand the most important point. Different beliefs have different guns. Some are for killing and plundering, and some are for defending and saving. I'm not a monster, just a warrior."
The girl smiled and nodded and said: "I understand. After chatting for so long, I haven't told you my name yet. My name is Cheng Zhuxin, senior inspector of the Interpol China Central Bureau. Nice to meet you." As he said, She extended her hand to Ling Hao.
The latter gently held her slender hand and said, "My name is Ling Hao, nice to meet you too."
"Then let's talk about business." Cheng Zhuxin took off his jacket and threw it on the chair, then opened his briefcase and spread the information inside all over the bed, then sat on the thick carpet beside the bed. Go ahead and get ready to start explaining the mission.
Ling Hao was in a daze. This girl was a bit "tiger". She was only wearing a small white tank top with a suspender belt. The devilish figure that she could only achieve through Shi Si's P-picture was displayed in front of her eyes. She was actually a little dizzy.
Ling Hao cleared his dry throat and asked: "Before I get down to business, I want to ask you, Interpol, I heard that its headquarters is in Lyon, France, so I thought the person meeting me would be a foreigner. , or are you just a foreign Chinese?"
Cheng Zhuxin smiled: "Then let me introduce to you first. Interpol is a global national police organization with currently 194 member states. It specializes in handling some transnational crimes and does not participate in cases related to politics, war, and religion. . So you understand, right? Countries are participating in the organization, and each member country will have an 'Interpol National Central Bureau' or liaison office. The police officers handling Interpol cases will basically be from the country where the case mainly occurred.' In addition to the establishment of the Interpol, we are also led by the "Police Department" of our country. So I am a genuine Chinese policeman with a good foundation, but I will have some opportunities to participate in some international Training and exchange activities, or joint case handling with foreign counterparts.”
"Well, you are young and promising, I admire you." Ling Hao gave a thumbs up.
Cheng Zhuxin placed pieces of information in front of Ling Hao in order. These materials were in Chinese, English, and even French and Russian. Ling Hao spoke four foreign languages. Although he couldn't understand French, he couldn't understand English. He can still understand Russian and Russian, and one noun appears repeatedly in every document, and that is "octopus".
