The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 642 Russian Matryoshka Dolls

"Pleasant to work with."

Mo Fan bent down with a smile, and stretched out his hand to Situ Qingyin across the coffee table.

Situ Qingyin shook hands with him, and motioned him to look at the information with his eyes.

Before Mo Fan sat back, Li Min picked up the information and began to read it.

The information is printed in the language of country Y, but this does not prevent them from viewing it.

Several people here are proficient in the languages ​​of various countries, and there is no need for translation at all.

"This information does know more than we do. But it's not detailed enough."

Li Min put the paper back on the coffee table, frowning.

The above information is pitiful.

Nothing more than a few points.

First, Black Bee's master is Lin Yukun, who was born in Country Y.

Second, his age is probably between fifty and sixty.

Third, he adopted many twins, and the Black Bee brothers were just one of them.

Fourth, he was expelled from the school because of interests, participating in interest struggles, and harming innocent people.

Fifth, he is treacherous. No one has seen what he looks like so far.

This information is important, but it does not help them find this person.

"The rest can be said by himself."

Situ Qingyin leaned on the sofa, holding Xuan Liyou in his arms, his tone was indifferent and decisive.

"No matter how perfect the plan is, there will be deviations. If you startle the snake this time, you will have no chance next time."

Li Min's tone was a bit aggressive, as if deliberately making things difficult for others.

"Li Min, don't think that just because you can speak up in front of the old man, you are so powerful. You know in your heart how important the information Situ Qingyin presented is to us."

Ling Xu couldn't stand it anymore.

"But I haven't seen his sincerity to cooperate."

Li Min's eyelids moved, and he did not compromise.

Ling Xu said before speaking again: "I want to talk to him alone."

"Li You has to be present."

Situ Qingyin remembered Xuan Liyou's words.

They have to face all the difficulties together, not let him shoulder them.

So, he didn't intend to hide anything from her.

"...Yes." Li Min looked at Xuan Liyou and nodded.

"I want to be there too." Ling Xu raised his hand.

Li Min's attitude towards Situ Qingyin was too bad, and Mo Fan's rabbit nest must not be dismantled if there was a conflict.

He doesn't feel sorry for Mo Fan, the rabbit's nest, but he is afraid that he has no place to live.

"Second Young Master!" Li Min glared at him.

"Okay." Ling Xu lost his mind.

I don't know if following a person for a long time will become more and more like that person.

Among the twelve assistants, Li Min's stern look resembles Ling Xiaotian the most. Every time she stares at him, he can't help but compromise.

"There's a basement here, and it's soundproof."

Mo Fan took out a key and handed it over, and pointed out the entrance for them.

"Your rabbit nest is still a Russian doll?"

Ling Xu couldn't help complaining.

Mo Fan must have worked underground in his previous life.

"It used to be used to store food, but after the house was unoccupied, I added soundproofing." Mo Fan explained with a smile.

Ling Ya, who was sitting next to him, turned her head slightly, only feeling that the corners of his mouth were raised too brightly.

Is it an illusion?

This house should hide his unknown thoughts.

Situ Qingyin took the key and dragged Xuan Liyou to the front, Li Min looked at Mo Fan and followed behind.

The basement is not spacious, but it is exquisitely decorated, and there is a crystal chandelier above the head, which is as bright as day when the light is turned on.

Just as Situ Qingyin and Xuan Liyou sat down, Li Min closed the heavy solid wooden door behind him and knelt on the ground with his knees on the ground.

"To express our position, my subordinates made a move to Young Master Yin, and asked Young Master Yin to punish him."

Situ Qingyin raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)