Wen Ziqing stopped.
The white police officer continued to yell: "Stop, don't move, or I will shoot."
Following the shouts, the white policeman drew his gun and ran past Wen Ziqing's shoulder.
Wen Ziqing then realized that the white policeman was not talking to him, but to the person behind him.
"I'm not a bad person. I'm from the Chinese delegation. You can't be so rude to me?" A familiar voice trembled from not far behind Wen Ziqing.
Wen Ziqing didn't look back, his spiritual sense had already "seen" that the owner of the voice was Zhu Xiangyang's personal secretary Yin Zhishu.
Secretary Yin no longer had the demeanor of a "social elite" at this moment. A white policeman pointed a gun at his head and his body was shaking like a sieve.
Secretary Yin never imagined that one day he would be so close to death.
The cold barrel of the gun was pressed against Secretary Yin's forehead. Secretary Yin was so scared that he dared not move, for fear that the vicious white policeman in front of him would pull the trigger if they disagreed with him.
"Are you from a visiting delegation? Bring out your ID for inspection." The white policeman remained unmoved.
He was a policeman and only believed in evidence. If this Oriental man could really produce evidence, he would believe him.
"I... I forgot to bring it when I went out." Secretary Yin said with a pale face.
In China, Secretary Yin’s face is his identity proof. In Kyoto City, which policeman doesn’t know that Yin Zhishu is Zhu Xiangyang’s chief secretary?
Without even mentioning Zhu Xiangyang's name, people would naturally rush to curry favor with Yin Zhishu. Unlike here, where he was unfamiliar with the place, not to mention Yin Zhishu's name wouldn't work, even Zhu Xiangyang's name wouldn't necessarily work here.
The white policeman looked at Secretary Yin suspiciously, moved the gun in his hand forward, and hit Secretary Yin's forehead hard.
Secretary Yin didn't dare cry out in pain, but he felt a little angry in his heart.
Did the white police officer dislike him? Why did he draw his gun on Yin Zhishu, who was surrounded by people on the street?
"Take what's in your hand, I suspect you are not a good person." The white policeman said angrily.
The white policeman is called Tom and has been working as a police officer for more than 20 years.
The police station where Tom works is on this street. After the alarm was sounded at the Southwark Building, the police officers in Tom's station immediately imposed martial law on several nearby streets in accordance with orders from above.
Just a few minutes after Tom arrived here, he saw a sneaky Oriental man following Wen Ziqing.
There was a red light flashing in Secretary Yin's hand from time to time. Tom suspected that Secretary Yin had a hot weapon in his hand, so he stopped Secretary Yin.
"I'm from the visiting delegation. I'm following our country's Zhu..." When Secretary Yin said this, he remembered that Zhu Xiangyang had instructed him not to reveal what he did to Wen Ziqing in Country X. The second half of the sentence got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.
"George, search his left hand, the palm." At this time, a young policeman ran over to provide reinforcements according to Tom's signal.
"No, you can't..." Secretary Yin shouted in panic.
Before Secretary Yin could finish his words, something the size of a matchbox was roughly snatched away from his hand by the young policeman named George.
Seeing the square metal box the size of a matchbox in George's hand, Tom shouted angrily, "Tracker?"
This black metal tracker is the latest technological product from Country H.
As long as a small chip is placed on the target person, the tracker can track the target person within 200 kilometers.
One of Tom's colleagues had recently been killed by agents from Country H, who had used this tracker to locate him. Therefore, when Tom saw this tracker made by Country H, his eyes turned red with anger.
Needless to say, after seeing the tracker, Tom had already classified Secretary Yin as an agent in his mind.
"George, this man must be an agent. Cuff him and take him back to the police station for interrogation." Tom shouted.
"Okay, sir!" George quickly took out handcuffs and handcuffed Secretary Yin.
"You can't arrest me. I'm from the Chinese visiting delegation. The man in front is the secret agent." Secretary Yin saw this and pointed at Wen Ziqing's back in horror and shouted.
Secretary Yin followed Wen Ziqing from a distance using a tracker. Although he didn't understand why the alarm at Showton Building went off, he knew intuitively that Wen Ziqing must have done something.
At this time, the police from the ** country caught him, and Secretary Yin quickly threw Wen Ziqing out to protect himself from disaster.
With a "slap", Tom slapped Secretary Yin.
Tom's hand was very strong. The slap made Secretary Yin's back teeth loosen and half of his face swollen visibly.
"You are blind. The man just now is obviously a citizen of our Country X. When did he become yours?" After calling out, Tom was still not satisfied. He grabbed Secretary Yin's arm and ran forward a hundred meters or so, stopping Wen Ziqing who was walking slowly forward.
"Hey! Brother, this bastard said you are one of theirs. Is this joke funny?" After throwing Secretary Yin to the ground like garbage, Tom reached out and patted Wen Ziqing on the shoulder.
Wen Ziqing turned around, smiled, and said, "That's a really good joke."
Secretary Yin was shocked when he saw Wen Ziqing's face and shouted, "You...you are not Wen...who are you?"
It’s no wonder that Secretary Yin was surprised. Wen Ziqing at this moment looked very different from his original appearance.
The person who appeared in front of Secretary Yin was clearly a big white man, and was not the Wen Ziqing that Secretary Yin was familiar with.
Secretary Yin didn't understand. He had been staring at Wen Ziqing's back from afar without missing a single thing. Why did Wen Ziqing's face change?
"Who do you think I am? Your wife's ex-lover? Hahaha..." Wen Ziqing used X-style humor to retort Secretary Yin.
Tom and George laughed too.
No, this person is Wen Ziqing. His voice is exactly the same as Wen Ziqing's. He must have disguised himself. Secretary Yin realized it later.
Secretary Yin was right in his guess. After Wen Ziqing walked out of the hotel where the delegation was staying, he used his spiritual energy to perform a temporary "plastic surgery" on his face in the dark.
The spiritual energy of a monk applied to plastic surgery was far more powerful than disguises or makeup. There was no risk of exposure at all. Not only were Wen Ziqing's features pale, but even his complexion had become several shades lighter. His once handsome face had been transformed into a rather ordinary, "passerby" appearance.
Not to mention Secretary Yin, even Zhou Yuanyuan, who was most familiar with Wen Ziqing, probably wouldn't recognize that the bearded white man in front of her was Wen Ziqing just by looking at his face and figure.
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