After hearing this, Liu Zheng stood up quickly and looked at the closed door. He could not hear clearly whose voice was through the door.
But the other party actually spoke the language of Long Yan. This language is complicated and difficult to master, so few people except Long Yanguo can speak it.
Especially in Europe, there are even fewer people who can speak Longyan language well.
Could it be King Yong?
But the two of them had just met not long ago, and according to his temperament, it was impossible for him to knock on the door and meet in such a big way.
Who on earth is proficient in Long Yan's words and knows that I live here.
Liu Zheng approached the door, holding a short gun in one hand, slowly approached, hid behind the wall, and quietly opened the door a crack.
When he saw the man in black standing at the door, he was stunned for a moment.
"Why are you here?"
When Liu Zheng saw the person coming, he put down his guard and opened the door. Seeing this familiar face, he was a little happy, but more confused.
"Subordinate Ling Chen, greetings..."
"Shh!"
Liu Zheng hurriedly pulled Ling Chen into the room, closed the door and windows tightly, looked at Ling Chen and said: "You are not in the East India Company, why are you here."
Liu Zheng handed over the East India Company to Ling Chen a long time ago, and thanks to him, there was no big trouble in the entire East India.
However, as the actual controller of the East India Company, Ling Chen rarely went without leave.
Normally, I rarely leave the East India Company, but I didn't expect to come to Austria this time.
Ling Chen said seriously: "Send the letter!"
"Sending a letter?" Liu Zheng was stunned.
Ling Chen took out the thick envelope wrapped in kraft paper from his arms and handed it to Liu Zheng.
Liu Zheng looked at the letter suspiciously and was slightly dazed.
"Whose letter can you deliver?" Liu Zheng asked, but Ling Chen didn't answer.
Liu Zheng could only give up and opened the outer kraft paper, wondering why the letter was so thick and still wrapped in kraft paper.
When he opened the envelope, Liu Zheng was stunned. Why was there still a layer of kraft paper inside?
Liu Zheng looked at Ling Chen blankly.
"My subordinate was afraid that there might be something wrong with the letter inside, so it was wrapped in several layers." Ling Chen replied.
Well...Liu Zheng was speechless. In his impression, Ling Chen was decisive in his actions, but also very cautious, and there was nothing wrong with him.
But when Liu Zheng opened the second layer of kraft paper, he looked at the envelope.
"How many layers of kraft paper did you wrap?"
Ling Chen raised his chin, thought carefully, and raised five fingers.
"Fifth floor?" Liu Zheng was stunned.
What kind of letter is worth wrapping in five layers of kraft paper?
Liu Zheng took a knife to cut open the thick kraft paper on the outside and took out the letter inside. When he saw the words on it, he immediately understood why Ling Chen was so cautious.
Longyan Eight Hundred Miles is urgent!
Liu Zheng had a solemn look on his face. Not long after he left, something happened to Long Yan. His intelligence organization didn't even tell him.
Xie Chan also came over at this time. Ling Chen looked at Xie Chan and saluted: "Your Royal Highness."
Xie Chan took a closer look, her face lit up with joy, she hurried over and grabbed the envelope from Liu Zheng's hand.
Liu Zheng came over to take a look, but was ignored by Xie Chan.
Since arriving in Europe, Xie Chan has not heard any news about Long Yan, but when she saw what was written on Long Yan's envelope.
Xie Chan suddenly thought, something happened to Long Yan? Something really happened to Long Yan, right?
When they came to Europe, it happened to be their wedding day. Long Yan had many guests. It couldn't have been something unexpected.
Xie Chan was worried and tore open the letter and saw the contents inside.