Wang Ping'an scratched his head and looked at his phone.
The advice given by "Classmate Xiao Ai" just now seems like nonsense, but maybe it was the advice given by the supercomputer underground in the headquarters.
And since the people from the Secrecy Bureau allowed Irene Raphael to get close to them, they probably checked her and found that she was not a threat.
After making his judgment, Wang Pingan suddenly realized that the silence had been too long, so he randomly found a topic: "Your surname should be of Italian origin?"
"Ah?" Irene was caught off guard by Wang Ping'an's sudden question, "Uh... yes, my grandfather's grandfather immigrated from Italy."
Wang Ping'an: "Then you also join the mafia?"
Erin: "Ah? You mean the gangs in the Italian community? No, I don't live in the Italian community."
Wang Ping'an: "Then your cooking skills are very good!"
Erin: "Hmm... not bad, why are you saying this?"
"Then I'll give you my kitchen. Can you make an authentic Italian pizza?"
"No, I can only make pasta or creamy risotto." Although she looked confused, Erin still answered the question truthfully.
Wang Ping'an: "You're an unqualified Italian. If you don't join the mafia and you can't cook a full set of Italian dishes, what's the use of you?"
Angele: "You can complain to Maga Company and say that the sugar-coated bullets they send are unprofessional."
"Your suggestion is very good. Come on, give me your phone."
Irene hesitated for a few seconds before confirming: "Do you want me to give you my phone?"
"Yes, that's you. Give me your cell phone."
Irene took out her cell phone and handed it to Wang Ping'an, then turned to Angeli and asked, "Has he always been so ungentlemanly?"
Angele nodded: "Yeah."
Wang Ping'an picked up Eileen's cell phone, fiddled with it for a while and asked with a frown: "Where's your boss's phone number? In this job, you have to have a superior you can contact directly, right?"
"Yes, just hit that Mr. Collins."
Angeli complained next to her: "Is it okay? Just tell us your contact information?"
Erin: "Shouldn't I say it? It seems like I shouldn't say it, but..."
Wang Ping'an had already dialed the phone. After the phone rang once, a deep middle-aged male voice came: "I'm Collins, what's wrong, Miss Raphael?"
"Are you Rafael's boss?" Wang Ping'an didn't know why, but he spoke like a translator, "Damn it, why did you send a sugar-coated bullet here? The result is that he knows nothing, is not a mafia, and can't do anything in Italy.
Dishes! An Italian can only make pasta and risotto! What did you do? I’m going to kick your ass!”
The person on the other side was silent, obviously confused.
After three full seconds, the other side asked: "Are you... Lieutenant Wang Ping'an?"
"I'm your daddy!"
"What did you do to Miss Irene?"
"It's okay. She's sitting across from me. Come on, Erin, please have a word." Wang Ping'an stretched out the hand holding the phone to the opposite side of the coffee table.
Eileen came over: "Hello? Boss? I..."
Wang Ping'an took back his hand: "Did you hear that? She's very good. I'm calling to complain to you. This sugar-coated bomb you sent here doesn't meet my XP, I can't cook, and I'm not a mafia at all.
There is nothing that interests me! I want a negative review! Did you hear that? A negative review!”
After speaking, Wang Ping'an hung up the phone and threw it back to Irene.
Erin looked embarrassed: "Will I lose my job if you do this?"
"Isn't it good to lose your job? You are an abandoned child who was pushed here."
**
On the other side, in a cafe booth.
Jason Collins, the person in charge of this operation, looked at his phone in confusion.
His young assistant asked: "What's wrong?"
"Wang Ping'an... called. Damn it. I didn't expect to talk to him directly."
Assistant: "I have a question. Our method of contacting Miss Raphael is... a phone call?"
"Yes, if we prepare any secret means of communication for her, it will not be easy for her to pass the Secrecy Bureau's review.
"If we sent a fully trained female agent with a bunch of professional equipment to perform this task, she would have been intercepted, and we still haven't been able to see Wang Ping'an.
"Sometimes playing a bright card like this can actually work better."
The assistant frowned: "So we just sent a silly guy with a clean resume, without any professional training or professional equipment, and we plan to achieve the purpose of inciting rebellion by attracting each other? This
Who came up with such a whimsical plan?”
"Don't worry about who came up with it. This plan cost us basically nothing, and it can also cover up the real plan. There's nothing wrong with it. Even if Miss Raphael is really caught by them and sentenced to death, she won't know anything.
There won't be any harm.
"It would be better if she was detained.
"The Space Force officer detained an employee of Maga Company whom he met by chance and plotted something evil. This is such a good material. With a little processing, it can put the Space Force and the Secrecy Bureau on the fire.
"But it's also possible that Wang Ping'an simply asked for his cell phone and made a call. In short, don't worry about Miss Raphael. The plan you are responsible for must be accelerated."
The assistant pushed up his glasses, and the lenses reflected the sunlight coming from the window of the cafe: "Don't worry. The Secrecy Bureau is heavily fortified, but they are in the open, we are in the dark, and Miss Raphael distracts them, they will succeed immediately.
of."
**
Wang Ping'an: "So, Eileen, you don't have a place to live now, right?"
"Yes, I was driven nearby by the company car as soon as I got off the plane. Look at my luggage... where is my luggage? My machine suitcase should always be following me?"
Angele: "You didn't bring your suitcase when you showed up at the door?"
"My suitcase is a robot. It will always follow me. If someone takes it forcibly, it will sound an alarm!"
Wang Ping'an: "But you didn't hear the alarm?"
"Yeah! I thought the robot was following me!"
"Don't worry," Wang Ping'an took out his mobile phone, "I'm also familiar with the police officers in this film."
Angele frowned and stared at Wang Ping'an's profile: "Are you... also a nuisance at home?"
"No, the police officers are our crazy buddies before, and so are the joint security guards." At this time, Wang Ping'an's call was answered, "Hello, Aaron? It's been a long time no see, I'm back! Drinking? Okay, just tonight.
, I’m treating you. By the way, I want to ask you something. Today, a friend of mine lost a luggage-carrying robot in the film area. So are there any buddies in the film area who can steal this thing?
"Have you guessed who it is? Hey, that's good, I'm going to the police station now, okay, see you later!"
Wang Ping'an hung up the phone: "Okay, it's done. Now go to the police station and you should be able to get the things."