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Chapter 542 He Has a Special Temperature 28
The tall man didn't continue chasing him, he snorted lightly, and looked away.

After pretending for a while, Yan Ge drove the car smoothly to a hotel she had booked in advance.

After entering the room, Yan Ge used the independent network to compile an analysis report on what he saw in words, and reported it together with the two photos.

Ten minutes later, she received a reply from the commander.

"The leaders of the two countries are currently in communication. Don't take risks. The photos of the two locks have been handed over to specialized technicians for comparison and research. Keep in touch with me at all times. Have a good rest tonight, hard work."

After replying to the message, Yan Ge turned off the computer, washed up briefly, and fell asleep.

But in the middle of the night, she was suddenly awakened by a noise from downstairs.

Yan Ge quickly put on his clothes and packed his luggage, picked up the folding fruit knife on the coffee table and put it in his pocket, lying on the door panel to listen to the movement.

After a while, she heard footsteps, followed by a knock on the door: "Check the room, open the door."

Yan Ge touched the handle of the knife in his pocket, and slowly pushed the door open.

It's three law enforcement officers in uniform.

The woman who was the first to stand in front looked at Yan Yange's clothes, looked sharply at her red hair hanging down her ear, squinted and said, "Certificate."

Yan Ge handed over the passport.

Seeing the name on her passport, the woman's eyes lit up, she immediately raised her head, and said in a low voice with flickering eyes: "I am the connector, please cooperate with the show."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Ge was pressed against the wall by the woman's hands, and her wrists were imprisoned by the cold handcuffs.

The woman's whisper came again, but this time she spoke in Chinese: "I offended you first."

Then, she felt the hat on the top of her head being tidied up, and then she was pushed out.

Yan Ge: "..."

She was pushed down the first floor by the woman.

In the corner of the first floor, squatted a bunch of handcuffed people, including two acquaintances.

The man with the crescent scar on his eyebrows, and the tall man.

The two looked at Yan Ge with unexpected shock. The crescent-scarred man whistled and uttered a sentence in broken Chinese: "It turns out that it is... a fellow, what are you doing? Is it pure or not?"

As soon as the words fell, he was whipped by the woman and kicked to the corner mercilessly.

The tall man turned his head to look at the man with the crescent scar, who was grinning, and immediately fixed his eyes on Yan Ge's face, looking at him with some scrutiny.

The woman pushed Yan Ge to another corner, where a man in black sportswear squatted, his face was facing the wall, his hair was black, and his skin was snow-white.

There was a smell of nostalgia that Yan Ge was familiar with.

BH24.

Yan Ge squatted beside him, looking slightly sideways at his delicate profile.

She was pleasantly surprised.

I didn't expect the BH24 program to be reset so quickly, and it came so quickly.

However, BH24 only glanced at her indifferently, without any special reaction, and continued to face the wall and think about the past.

After a while, Yan Ge, BH24, the man with crescent scar, and the tall man were escorted into the same car.

Not long after the car started, the black sun visor of the car window suddenly rose slowly with a "hum".

Then, the man sitting in the co-pilot seat looked back at the expressionless BH24 and said, "Don't hit them in the face!"

The two men were wondering what the words meant when they saw BH24, who had uncuffed the handcuffs at some point, turned around and sniffed at the woman sitting beside him.

His cool voice was soft, he rubbed against the woman's cheek, and said softly, "Master."

(End of this chapter)