Showdown!Master Gao Leng asks me for a hug every day

Chapter 145 Mysterious Organization
After the cold weather the next day, Sco Chi remained unchanged, and the two of them ate breakfast.

Scout drove to the company and brought Leng Sa to school along the way.

Leng Sa hasn't received this kind of treatment for a long time, and the driver is Skochi in a special car.

She was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, wearing a seat belt, and her beautiful eyes were meticulously staring at the receding building outside the car window.

At the school gate, Si Coach stopped the car and watched Leng Sa get out of the car.

The man looked at Leng Sa who was about to go in, and said to her.

"I'll be back soon."

Leng Sa smiled lightly and nodded.

This kind of conversation made her very uncomfortable, like a couple, a little ambiguous.

Leng Sa didn't want Schauchi to see her thoughts, so she waved to her and asked him to drive slowly.

Scoach watched and turned around before starting the car and going to the company.

Research Institute.

"Boss, you are finally back, I miss you so much."

Lin Qingfeng's appearance of Gongyan Gongyu pestered Si Coach to sit, look right, look up and down.

"Boss, when did you transform? How long has it been? Do you want me to prepare some children's clothes for a change?"

There was no one in the research institute at the moment, and the employees were having breakfast in the cafeteria, so Lin Qingfeng was outspoken.

Scoach's stay this time was indeed quite long, so to be on the safe side, he nodded acquiescingly.

When Lin Qingfeng went to prepare the clothes, Si Coach had already had a quick breakfast and was sitting in front of the computer to work.

The special symbols that dance on the screen cannot be deciphered by ordinary people.

These are all transactions within the company, and the partners are all from abroad, and they are very dangerous underground people.

Scout Company is involved in many industries and almost monopolizes all walks of life.

Therefore, both black and white must be connected, and what is displayed on the computer is the trajectory of a black boss.

They received news two days ago that a batch of ancient relics were to be stolen from abroad.

The security system of Scout Company received this message first, and he came to watch it specially.

The position of the other party shows that it is a small country in the southwest direction, and it is moving at a very fast speed.

The opponent's anti-reconnaissance capabilities are very strong, and Scoach's detection system was almost discovered.

Fortunately, the technology developed by Scoach is very advanced. Even if the other party turns off the signal, he can accurately know where the other party is.

It's as easy as a cat catching a mouse.

With his fingertips, Skochi lightly stroked his smooth chin, squinting his deep eyes.

Antiquities, what is it, is worth the trouble of the other party.

When he was a child at home, his father would often tell him stories about antiques. Sometimes when things in his house were old, his father would not give up throwing them away, let alone let him touch them. Later, he found out that they were worth hundreds of millions. antique.

Now he has been through many battles and has been immersed in the mall for several years, and he has mastered a lot of things.

Including antiques and cultural relics, we also know that they should be protected.Scoach can't fire unless he sees something.

If necessary, he may have to go there himself to know whether the goods are genuine or not.

Suddenly, the red dot stopped in one position and did not move.

Scoach clicked the mouse to zoom in on the address, and cursed angrily.

"Fuck, sure enough, it stopped at this ghost place."

The species was identified, it was Maori.

Maori are notoriously short-tempered.And he doesn't know anything, and when he sees people, he will go up to buy things and give money. The robber is arrogant and unreasonable.

This time they parked in a very annoying place.

Three don't care.

An international junction, connecting three countries at the same time, is also an important transportation hub, but the special geographical location of this place.

Success is also here, and failure is also here.

At the beginning, the leaders of several countries had opinions on the division of land, but they have not reached an agreement, and because there is no grass growing here, they all gave up and left it alone, forming a vague boundary.

Later, the leaders tidied up everything, and it was okay, and nothing happened.

It turned out that there was a gold mine hidden in that place when it was discovered a few years ago, and the scale was not small.

Now the eyes of several leaders were brightened, and they began to fight for this land again.

Everyone insists on their own opinions, saying that this is their own.

Later, some small-scale riots occurred, and special forces and armored troops were dispatched to subside.

No one can control it now, the superior geographical location and advantages have long been the world of the rich and the underworld.

Together they run the place and keep people outside their business out.

Leng Sa finished class and sat by the window watching the beautiful sunset.

The warm soft light is reflected in the beautiful eyes, and the girl's slender and light figure becomes a graceful scenery, pleasing to the eye.

Si Coach is not around, she is quite bored, she has nothing to do, she is going to write some autographs for Song Zhibin.

On the ink smudged paper, smooth arcs outline four exquisite artistic words, pop band.

After writing two, she was a little annoyed, so she simply signed the wind.

When Qin Jun came in the morning, he asked Leng Sa about Coach, and he was still a little disappointed when he learned that the cutie had returned home.

Originally, he planned to ask Xiaocuti to help him with his homework, but he was not there, so he was really sad.

"Yes, there is progress."

Qin Jun twisted his neck boredly and relaxed his body, only to see Leng Sa resting his chin on one hand and lazily practicing signing.

Today's handwriting is pretty good, Qin Jun has a keen sense of smell like a dog's nose for everything about his idol.

He leaned over excitedly and looked at Leng Sa's writing.

Kind of like it.

"Leng Sa, you should work hard. Recently, the imitation has become more and more similar. It's not bad. Even I, a die-hard fan, are almost fooled by you."

Leng Sa narrowed his lazy eyes slightly, ignored him, and continued to draw leisurely.

If you are not in a hurry, write as much as you can.

Her hand speed is not fast, and she is really not good at writing.

Not that patient!
Suddenly, she pulled out one: "Do you want it?"

Qin Jun pushed away the signature in her hand in disgust.

Very principled: "I only want the authentic work, no matter how similar this kind of fake is, I will not want it."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head, looking quite spineless.

Leng Sa narrowed her eyes and withdrew her hand, and put the paper on the table.

Qin Jun was drooling beside him, listening to the popular songs on his phone.

Recently, there is still no news about the autograph he asked for, but he knows that Fengxing is a maverick, a very mysterious and individual band, so he can only wait patiently.

Because reminders are useless.

Leng Sa wrote a word crookedly, and she, who pursued perfection, immediately crumpled it up and threw it away.

After signing a few, she raised her phone and took a photo of Song Zhibin.

Two words were sent: "Come and get it."

Song Zhibin replied in seconds.

"Master, you're finally bubbling. What do you mean? Just these few? I've promised others at least tens of thousands of them."

Song Zhibin obviously felt that it was rare, and more and more people were looking for him recently, and he promised well.

"No?" Leng Sa was impatient.

"I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it all."

(End of this chapter)