"Uncle Fang! You're so nice to me." I felt a little sad. "Then if you don't listen to Mr. Yuan, he won't make things difficult for you, right?"
"Making trouble for me? The Fourth Bureau is now a national key unit. How could he dare to touch me?"
Oh wow! That's awesome!
"Alright! I'm here for a meeting, and I want to reassure you. Now, if anyone wants to mess with the Fourth Bureau and me, we'll have to hold a meeting! Haha..."
Holy shit! This is the first time I've seen Fang Zhiyou act so arrogantly.
I walked Director Fang to the door, and an extended Lincoln stopped in front.
"Zheng...Zheng Yang!"
It was Emma, holding her teacher Marcien. The driver took out a wheelchair and asked Marcien to sit down.
You found it so quickly?
Marcyon looked me up and down. I first sent Fang Zhiyou to the car, then glared at Emma and went back to the club.
"Advisor Zheng!"
Marcien called out to me.
It still calls my position in the International Federation of Programmers.
He wants to tell me that he knows me well?
"You are not welcome here."
Marcyon waved to Emma, and Emma pushed him to my side:
"Zheng Yang! You've figured out how to crack the cube, right? The moment you went to the Kyoto Hotel, the cube shattered."
"What?" I turned around. "You still have the cube?"
Marcien frowned. My acting was so realistic that he wasn't sure if it was me who did it.
"The hotel lobby's surveillance camera captured you. I don't think you need to pretend anymore."
My heart skipped a beat. I had avoided the surveillance on the seventh floor, but I couldn't escape the surveillance in the hall.
But on the surface I was heartbroken.
"Why did you let it break? I've been wanting to study the battery of that thing for a long time. Where are the fragments? Can you tell anything about the battery part?
If you can give me the battery, I can help you."
Marxian frowned again: "I can't give it to you anymore. It's all turned to rubbish. Let's go!"
I know he's not completely convinced it wasn't me, but so what?
Even if he can prove that I entered the hotel, can he be sure that I cracked the cube?
"Advisor Zheng!" Ma Xian rolled down the car window.
“If you admit it, some things won’t happen.”
Threaten me?
At this moment, there was a sudden "bang" in the club, and then someone shouted: "Hit someone, hit someone!"
Aunt Jun!
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