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Chapter 252 Coming in droves (13)

The person who came was dressed in black, with a handsome face and a straight figure, but his left arm was hanging, making him look somewhat embarrassed.

It was Zhao Jun whom I had not seen for more than a month.

"You can't go to Uzbekistan. This is a conspiracy of an overseas cultural relics smuggling group to control you." He sat down next to Mei Qian and brought unexpected breaking news.

Mei Qian finally turned his head, his eyes rested on the other person's injured arm for a moment, and then he smiled and said: "I didn't know that I had such great value that I would be targeted like this."

When Zhao Jun heard the laughter, he turned his head sharply and looked at Mei Qian seriously. Through the dim street lights, he didn't see any signs of surprise or doubt on the opposite side. Got it?" Then he smiled bitterly: "Yes, compared to you, these people are just younger brothers. Their methods are always on the ground. And you are... well, in jargon, you have already fought and entered. It’s several floors underground.”

Mei Qian suddenly became a little unhappy. How many underground floors are there? What kind of underworld vocabulary is this?

He curled his lips coldly and wanted to refute, but then he heard the other party say: "Actually, I also overheard a few words. It seems that there is something in you that they must get, so 'Wuwang' changed a long time ago." The plan is to kill you, but their recent situation is not very good, so they can't do anything to you, so they can only reach an agreement with the outside world and find a way to help you go abroad."

Zhao Jun's tone was sarcastic.

Mei Qian couldn't help but remain silent. In fact, he had already suspected that the props he had used had attracted the attention of other forces and even the country.

After all, whether it is the Great Return Pill, which can almost bring people back to life, or the Spiritual Transformation Seal, which is avoided by snakes and insects, if any one of them is put outside, it is enough to beat a person's brain into a dog's head.

That is to say, others could not figure out their trump card, or they wanted to find out a bigger secret, so they did not act rashly.

And through last year's surrender incident, the tomb-robbing groups at home and abroad who were watching him felt that he was difficult to guide and out of control, and they became a little frustrated.

Therefore, they began to make plans at the beginning of the year and did not hesitate to spend resources to operate the "Qilin List" in order to let someone like Mei appear at the place they arranged at the specified time.

Seeing Mei Qian lowering his head and saying nothing, Zhao Jun did not interrupt his thinking, but leaned lazily on the back of the chair, took out the gum from his pocket, and tore it open with some difficulty with one hand and teeth. Package.

"Why are you telling me this?" At this time, Mei Qian suddenly asked.

Zhao Jun paused while holding the gum in his mouth, and looked over with some confusion.

Mei Qian sighed and said: "Last time in Haitang Villa, this time in Hangzhou, your undercover agent should be on the line, right? Wouldn't it be safer to inform me of these information through other channels? Moreover, our relationship cannot be said to be much. Well, you are taking so many risks, what is your purpose?”

"As expected of Mei Qian." Zhao Jun threw away the wrapping paper, stuffed the gum into his mouth, chewed it and said: "Last time, I was too late. I am a policeman after all. Even if you are a suspect, I can't just watch. I watched you being killed. I really deliberately found an opportunity to remind you today." At this point, he laughed again: "In order to ask for a favor from you, if I encounter difficulties in the future, I hope you can help me!"

"Isn't it true what Officer Zhao said? You are a public official, and I, a common citizen, can't intervene in the trouble you encounter?" Mei Qian raised an eyebrow.

"During this period, I feel more and more that the Wuwu organization is not simple. It has been nearly half a year and I have not entered their core. So..."

Some words didn't need to be finished, Mei Qian had already understood. He hesitated for a moment and nodded immediately: "Okay, if you encounter difficulties, you can consult me, and you can take action, but I won't do anything too dangerous."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not put you in danger. And I will never let you do it in vain." Zhao Jun promised, and then sighed: "To be honest, the more I get along with those tomb robbers, the more I can feel how deep you are.

"Quiet, I'm curious, are the descriptions of the protagonists in your novels based on yourself?" As he spoke, his eyes were always on Mei Qian's hoodie, with a thoughtful look on his face.

look.

The latter frowned and glanced at him, taking the other person's words as a compliment for the interestingness of his novel, but he didn't even bother to say anything in rebuttal.

The weird atmosphere didn't last long. Zhao Jun looked at his phone and said, "My goal has been achieved. You can go back and think about how to stay in the country! I think it's a good idea to pretend to be sick."

Unexpectedly, Mei Qian suddenly laughed: "Thank you for your kindness. Originally, I had no intention of going abroad to receive the award, but after hearing your news, I changed my mind. I still have to go and see this Uzbek country...

…”

Zhao Jun: "..."

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After separating from Zhao Jun, Mei Qian sat on the bench for a while, feeling a little sleepy, then Shi Shiran stood up and slowly returned to the B&B.

He originally planned to jump back out of the window, but as soon as he glanced around, he changed his mind and turned his steps in a different direction, heading directly to the front entrance of the B&B.

It's already two o'clock in the morning, the surroundings are quiet, and the street lights have broken down at some point, so the warm-toned lights in the lobby of the B&B have become the only light source nearby.

Through the glass door, I saw the proprietress holding her chin and fiddling with her cell phone.

But before Mei Qian could get closer, those beautiful eyes turned around.

Not only why, Mei Qian couldn't help but pause...

"It turns out that Teacher Mei went out, why didn't you see Xiao Ning?"

When Mei Qian opened the door, the landlady immediately greeted her warmly.

"I ran away to play." Mei Qian replied, and ran directly to the display cabinet, took out a can of drink from it, opened it and drank.

"What project is so attractive that you don't want to take Xiao Ning with you?" The landlady got closer, and in an instant, a fragrant breeze rushed toward Mei Qian.

The latter unconsciously took half a step back, and some of the drink on his lips spilled.

Mei Qian didn't care, wiped it with his hand casually, and smiled mysteriously: "Of course it is a project not suitable for children. Xiaoning is actually a spy, and I don't dare to let him know."

"So..." The landlady raised her head and stared at him seriously: "Teacher Mei, are you enjoying yourself?"

"Hey, don't mention it, I'm quite disappointed." Mei Qian threw the empty can into the trash can and didn't back away. Instead, he looked directly at the delicate face of the landlady: "How come the landlady is on duty tonight? You

Where’s the guy at home?”

"My child is sick and I have to go home to take care of him. I can only support him. It's so boring." But the landlady calmly walked away for a while.

"I find it quite boring too, how about you go to my room and play cards?" Mei Qian suddenly suggested with a smile...

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