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1379. You don't love me at all 1

Nolan was unable to complain, "Two days ago, the system was invaded by a virus, and some of our data was lost. It was very troublesome to check."

"That's high-tech crime. It seems that these terrorists are of high quality, which will make it more difficult for you." Lu Zhen said with a click of his tongue, "Hey, Xiaosheng would like to meet for a while."

Nolan said, "Now that they are all in China, it will be much easier to handle. I will not allow them to continue to be so rampant."

His voice was cold, and Lu Zhen said calmly, "You can't prevent many things at all. The country is so big, how do you know where they will put the bombs? Their methods are very clever."

"So, the best way is to find them."

Lu Zhen agreed with this point. Only by finding them can we solve this matter.

Lu Zhen also attaches great importance to this matter.

Nolan looked at Lu Zhen, put away the information, frowned slightly and said, "Are you trying to atone for your sins?"

"Atonement?"

Nolan said, "Although the terrorist attacks were not done by you and are related to you, the things were sold by your organization."

"What does this have to do with us?" Lu Zhen laughed, "I sell a knife, whether it is used as a kitchen knife or a murder knife, it has nothing to do with me."

Nolan thought to himself, the comparison between my eggs and hens is not as wonderful as mine.

"What's that for?"

Lu Zhen tilted his head and thought seriously for a while, and finally decided to give up, "No reason."

There are not so many reasons why for many things.

Lu Zhen narrowed his eyes, obviously dissatisfied with this answer. Lu Zhen smiled evilly and gave him a wink, "Resisting terrorist attacks is what every good citizen must do."

"But you are a terrorist!"

"You don't need to remind me all the time." Lu Zhen still smiled, "Xiaosheng is a terrorist with a conscience, and he is different from them."

Nolan, "..."

"Lu Zhen, is it so difficult to admit that you actually still have justice?"

"Justice?" Lu Zhen raised his eyebrows, as if he heard a joke, "What is that, I don't understand, I just think it's very criminal. It usually takes less than an hour to drive around Manhattan, but now I can go to the nearest airport."

It takes several hours to drive to your favorite restaurant.”

"The streets are crowded with people. New York is already very congested, and this person comes out to join in the fun. I can't eat my favorite steak and truffles every day, and I feel very depressed."

"It's all the fault of these idiots. Those who block people's way of making money will die, and those who starve people will die too!"

Nolan, "..."

Lu Zhen is Lu Zhen. Sure enough, he can give out any nonsense reasons. If he really has one, there are so many fallacies.

Nolan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't say anything else. Since Lu Zhen said so, forget it. Anyway, it was enough for him to know what kind of person Lu Zhen was. It didn't matter whether others knew it or not.

Lu Zhen talked nonsense and drank coffee. He praised Nolan's coffee beans as being very good and the brewed coffee was very fragrant.

Nolan shook his head, continued to read the information, and suddenly asked Lu Zhen, "How did you collect this information?"

"Of course we have our channels. You also know that we are involved in arms smuggling. People have always paid attention to the issue of arms flow. There are also some secret channels and people who are both good and evil appearing on the streets to act as know-it-alls."

"It's normal to inquire about this information. After all, it's not just terrorists who are needed to install bombs. Some people are also needed to cooperate with them."


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