"Colombia is a company disguised as a country. It is more of a business alliance than a coalition government. They have great ambitions. The only thing I worry about is that the conflicts between the various countries on this land will be provoked by those businessmen. Starting from the War of the Four Emperors, a protracted all-out war was launched, allowing Colombia, which stayed out of the war, to absorb the blood of other countries and grow into a giant capable of affecting the earth."
Alina's eyes were sharp: "Will such a thing happen?"
"It happened once, a long time ago."
"There's nothing to worry about," Abigail said. "If this day comes, someone will punish those bastards who try to enslave humanity."
Her tone was determined, because a similar thing happened once, and the Terminators were eliminated.
Zhou Jinru breathed out: "Girls, it's already very late. Let's go and have a rest. We'll think about the future later."
The three of them immediately dispersed and rested themselves.
In the dead of night, Zhou Jinru kept his eyes open, but he couldn't sleep.
He felt that there must be some disharmony in Kazdale, but he hadn't found it yet.
The Wuzhou Alliance gave away three pieces of information in vain. The last question was actually asking for his help. I heard Abigail say that the position of Platinum has been changed three times in recent years. Now he is a little girl from Kuranta. The current Platinum should be The girl he knew.
"As a veteran assassin organization, the Wushu Alliance must have its own information channels. They actually know about the changes in Kazdaele. Even if they only know a little bit, they are better than other organizations.
But there is more hatred between Tracy and me than anything else... Something seems wrong. Did I make something wrong? "
Zhou Jinru's breathing became rapid, and his mind quickly recalled the scene of the confrontation with the Prince Regent in Victoria. When combined with recent events, a vague clue gradually became clear.
"Teresis's hostility towards me is probably not because of Theresia's death. It was me who preconceived the idea before. He is not sure about the cause of Theresia's death. Although it may be related to me, there is no evidence, so His reason would not allow him to be so reckless, so this hostility comes from other things...
Could it be pollution? Is pollution related to me? No, the person who purifies the pollution is Defender Agent No. 004, which can also be regarded as me. This matter has nothing to do with me...
It's not a flying fish. I hadn't been exposed at that time, so there was still an unknown point of conflict between us. Please, do you want me to ask him in person? "
After sorting out a clue, it led to more question marks. Zhou Jinru had a splitting headache and had to give up temporarily.
"Forget it, just take a shower and go to sleep."
…
The next day, when Zhou Jinru woke up, he found that Alina had already gone to exercise first. It seemed that Mao Mei was very concerned about her weight.
The big banshee crossed her legs and ate comfortably. When she saw Zhou Jinru coming out of the room, she said calmly: "Breakfast is on the table. Change of clothes are thrown into the washing machine. Is there anything else?"
"No, I won't be back for a few days, so there's no need to hold the door open for me."
"Any clues?"
"It's not clear yet. I checked first before I found out. If you have anything, call my emergency contact number."
Zhou Jinru ate something and hurried out. He was going to a very important place today.
Half an hour later, a man wearing a light black coat stood at the door of the largest hospital in the Grand Knights Territory. Like most countries, this hospital with excellent medical resources is privately owned, and the boss behind it is the major shareholder of the Business Federation.
After entering the front hall and bypassing the busy outpatient clinic, Zhou Jinru went straight to the front desk.
A young and beautiful Kuranta customer service member said respectfully:
"Sir, do you have an appointment?"
"Yes, this is my appointment form."
He took out the materials and certificates from his pocket and handed them over. The customer service staff only glanced at them and quickly stood up with a more respectful attitude: "It turns out to be Mr. Fourth. Mr. Dean is already waiting for you."
Zhou Jinru collected the certificate and blinked: "Do me a favor and take me to the dean's office."
Not everyone can meet the hospital director. You need to make an appointment one month in advance. Don’t think that you can meet him just by making an appointment. We will pay special attention to the identity verification of visitors and try our best to exclude those problematic guests who try to have a negative impact on the hospital. In the end, we can really see him. Very few appointments were successful.
But the young man wearing a mask in front of him did it easily.
The customer service lady felt her heart beating wildly and her body became weak. She didn't expect that she would be so close to a person who had considerable influence in the business federation.
who is he?
Will he be the heir of a certain family?
Should I pretend to faint so he notices me?
This stupid idea lasted only a second before it was dismissed.
The customer service lady sighed. I am afraid that her clumsy methods have long been the laughing stock of others. If she didn't laugh, it was just because she was well-educated.
She smiled sweetly: "Please come with me, this way."
Zhou Jinru followed behind and glanced at Miss Kuranta's figure. It was a bit fake. Could it be that she had repaired it the day after tomorrow? Not even the slightest bit interested.
…
The director of the hospital, an elderly Kuranta native, was sitting in his office reading documents. He poured himself a glass of water, looked at the time, and put down the work at hand.
The time is coming, and we have a distinguished guest today, so we cannot neglect him at all.
The call at the front desk had been transferred long ago, saying that the young man had arrived.
At this moment, the office door knocked from outside, and a young female voice came: "Mr. Dean, your visitor has arrived. Do you have time now?"
"Yes, please come in."
The questions are all polite. We have plenty of time, but we must do what needs to be done to save face. Isn’t formalism an doctrine?
People outside pushed the door open and came in. A faint smile appeared on the dean's face. He wanted to have a good exchange with this young talent in person...
Um?
Why are you wearing a mask?
Why aren't they from Kuranta?
No, this is not the person he is waiting for today at all!
The dean was about to shout when he saw the young man who had closed the door with the heel of his leather shoes after entering the door. He raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at himself. Fear instantly overwhelmed his reason. Dean Kuranta had a feeling that if he moved, he would be stabbed immediately. The illusion of death, thin cold sweat seeping out of his forehead.
He tried his best to say: "Please sit down. It's not convenient to talk while standing so far away. People coming from far away are all guests. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Mr. Dean, you are a smart man. I like talking to smart people."
Zhou Jinru lowered his right hand, with a faint smile on his lips, walked around the desk, walked to the dean, pulled his leather sofa, sat down on it, and put his legs on the desk.
He pointed to the round stool opposite the desk and chuckled: "Please sit down."
