The man wearing the standard attire of a high-ranking Special Secretary clerk looked at her in surprise.
Liang Jing smoothed his hair and said with a smile: "Secretary Zhao, I came here to see the minister for something. I heard that there is a meeting here, so I will wait for a while."
Yes, the man who walked out was clearly the "First Secretary" named Zhao from the Special Intelligence Department.
Although he is only ranked sixth or seventh in terms of authority, he has great hidden power because he is responsible for things around the minister.
In terms of status, he is only a little lower than Xu Ku and others.
Hearing Liang Jing's words, Secretary Zhao groaned, then took a few steps forward, pulled Liang Jing aside a little further, and then laughed in a low voice out of habit:
"That's it, then you may have to wait for a long time. We just went in and we just started chatting. Will I come out now? Depending on the situation, I'm afraid it won't be over in an hour or two."
"Ah? So long?" Liang Jing was startled and lowered his voice instinctively.
"That's not true," Secretary Zhao's slightly rounded face shook slightly, as if he sighed, and then stopped talking, "I don't even look good. I hide whenever I can, but you
I was so busy waiting here, if I accidentally...don't blame me for not reminding you."
Probably because he was used to working in this kind of place, Secretary Zhao's words were very vague and omitted many subjects and vocabulary.
But Liang Jing was certainly not stupid, and he understood the meaning of his words. He couldn't help but swallow, regretting a little, thinking what happened to him today, his mind was a little unclear.
Yes, in this situation, before it was too late to hide, I actually rushed forward without realizing it.
It seems that he was indeed asleep.
She sighed in her heart, then gave Secretary Zhao a grateful look, and then felt a little headache.
Naturally, it was impossible for me to disturb him in the current situation, but could he just wait here?
Over at the First Division, Shi Shengcun went to recuperate, and the manpower was tight... Thinking of this, Liang Jing couldn't help but show a little irritability on his face.
"Ms. Liang, what are you here to do? Is it urgent?" Secretary Zhao looked at her words and expressions, as if he could see her hesitation, and asked with concern.
Liang Jing ruffled his hair again, then smiled, hesitated, and said:
"It's not that urgent. I just came to deliver some materials."
"Is that so?" Secretary Zhao snorted and said with a smile, "does this require you to make a special trip?"
"The important documents, which the Chief of Staff specially ordered, were originally supposed to come over in person, but his body..." Liang Jing explained.
Secretary Zhao asked with concern: "Body?"
"It's nothing, it's just that I think he is too tired," Liang Jing instinctively ignored the details and said.
"No wonder..." Secretary Zhao sighed and said sympathetically, "Why did Shi Shou work so hard? After all, he was seriously injured and needed to recuperate at this time. Although doing it yourself is admirable, but... alas, I can't say.
That’s it.”
It was probably his words that touched Liang Jing's heart, and she couldn't help but look a little closer. She also sighed, twitched the corners of her lips, and said, "Who says it's not the case?"
The two stood at the corner of the corridor and sighed together. Secretary Zhao raised his wrist and looked at his watch and said:
"That's it."
When Liang Jing heard this, he quickly said politely: "Just go and do what you have to do."
"and you……"
"I'll go down and wait below." Liang Jing said.
Secretary Zhao nodded first, and was about to walk down, but paused again, turned his head and glanced at the closed conference room door deep in the corridor behind him, hesitated for a moment, and said:
"You haven't eaten at this point, right? You can't tell when it will be if you wait like this. Otherwise, I can hand over the materials for you."
"No...it's too much trouble for you." Liang Jing shook his head politely.
Secretary Zhao smiled and said: "Hey, what's the trouble? It's too unreasonable. You can't keep waiting. There are still so many things over there, so don't delay."
"Besides... if it's something urgent, you can wait here for a few hours. If you're delayed, it will be troublesome. I can go in later. I can help you take it up when I go in, which will save you any delay...
Shi Si wanted to come in person before, so you don’t want things to be delayed, right?”
"This..." Liang Jing suddenly hesitated, and she was not sure whether delaying it would cause any problems.
Secretary Zhao glanced at her, stood up slightly straighter, and said without changing the smile on his face:
"Otherwise, Miss Liang won't be able to trust me?"
"No, no, no, how can that be possible?" Liang Jing shook her head quickly. She knew very well that the energy of this first secretary and being able to take charge of such a key position was naturally not something she could question.
Having reached this point, Liang Jing didn't know how to be a good person. He simply took out the brown paper document bag, handed it over, and said with a smile: "I'll trouble you."
"It's a trivial matter." Secretary Zhao smiled even brighter.
"Then I'll leave now," Liang Jing handed over the things, brushed his hair again, and couldn't help but warned, "Top-secret documents must be..."
Halfway through, she thought that she was usually in charge of this area and handled countless "top secret documents". She suddenly realized that she was talking too much, smiled apologetically, and walked down.
Secretary Zhao also smiled and sent her downstairs. When he saw Liang Jing driving away from the Secret Service compound, the round-faced secretary sighed and walked back with a normal expression.
Then he greeted the oncoming clerks all the way, went up to the second floor, and walked to his office.
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"Da, da, da..."
The sound of leather shoes hitting the ground was so clear on the marble floor that could almost reflect the silhouette of a human figure.
Secretary Zhao walked along the corridor and finally came to the door of his office. Then he suddenly remembered something, turned around and stopped a "clerk" who was passing by with a rather unfamiliar face: "Wait a minute."
The clerk had a good-looking face, was young, and quite handsome. He was holding a blue folder and walking with his head lowered. When he was suddenly called, he was stunned and panicked:
"Ah... call me?"
Secretary Zhao's face suddenly darkened slightly, he frowned and glanced at the ID tag on the girl's clothes, and read out her name:
"Huabei...I remember you are a newly transferred graduate from Jiusi?"
"Ah, I am." Hua Bei suddenly put her legs together and stood upright, like a student who was caught by the teacher and deserted.
"Walking and paying attention, what are you thinking about? If you lower your head, what should you do if you bump into someone?"
"I'm sorry...I..."
"Okay, pay attention next time." Secretary Zhao criticized appropriately, and then said, "I'm a little tired. Go back to the office and take a rest. If you don't have anything important to do, don't let anyone disturb me."
"Okay, I understand!" Hua Bei nodded vigorously.
Then she saw the round-faced leader finally showing a satisfied look, turning around and entering the office. When the door closed, Hua Bei breathed out silently, stuck out her tongue, and left quickly.
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…
Inside the office.
The lights are bright and the soundproof door is enough to block out any noise.
Secretary Zhao closed the door, locked it, and slowly threw the document bag on the office chair. Then he pulled down his sleeves, walked to a basin placed indoors, washed his hands, and slowly dried them with a towel.
When he put the towel back, he seemed to have lost his grip and the towel suddenly fell onto an indoor floor-standing flower pot next to the washstand, causing the branches and leaves of the green plant to bend down.
He glanced at it, bent down to get the towel, but his hand reached into the flower pot under the cover, picked out a small component from the soil, and held it in his hand.
After doing this, he returned to his desk, pulled out the keyboard and mouse, and seemed to be processing electronic files. His hand hanging under the table quickly stuffed the component into the interface of the computer host.
Two seconds later, a strange folder popped up on the computer screen, containing a program with the suffix exe and a video file.
He clicked on the program, performed a few operations, and dragged in the video file. After finishing all this, he exhaled slightly, raised his eyelids, and looked at the camera in the office.
Knowing that the image of the camera at this moment has been successfully replaced, it has become a looped video of him sleeping at his desk.
After that, he took out a small blade, opened the seal of the document bag, carefully took out a stack of documents from inside, and then quickly read it. It only took him less than ten seconds to finish reading.
Immediately, his breath tightened, and he seemed to have thought for a few seconds before finally making up his mind. He took off his glasses and took apart one of the temples. Suddenly, an extremely tiny camera was revealed.
Then, he stood up, half-lying on the desk, turned on the camera, and photographed all the documents on the table one by one. After finishing this, he took a deep breath and quickly put away his glasses and document bag.
Restore the original state.
Then, he pinched a pink pill that was much smaller than a millet grain that he had taken out from the groove of another temple on his fingertips, looked at it quietly for a while, and finally put it into his mouth and used trembling hands to
Pick up the water on the table and swallow it in a big gulp.
He didn't even care about the liquid spilled on his clothes.
Three seconds later, his body suddenly convulsed several times abnormally, the water glass fell to the ground, Gululu rolled far away, and he leaned softly on the office chair.
His head tilted to one side, with an inexplicable smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
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at the same time.
Across the ocean.
In an isolated base, a staff member standing in front of the computer was somewhat surprised to receive an encrypted message. When he saw the suffix clearly, he immediately stood up seriously, walked through the office area, and rushed to the person in charge's office.
Then he opened the door without thinking and saw his immediate superior talking to a blonde girl holding a tactical tablet.
"What happened?" They both looked over at the same time.
The staff member swallowed and shouted: "Code name 'Magician' sends back information!"
"What?!"
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Spiritual Land No. 16.
Cheng Lin sat quietly by the lake, holding a metal fishing rod in his hand and a thin fishing line submerged in the lake.
Through the clear lake water, you can see a group of colorful small fish surrounding the bait. You take one bite and I take the food one bite at a time, but carefully and skillfully avoid the fish hooks.
The last ray of sunset fell, and the spiritual land like a paradise became dark.
The "street lights" by the lake flickered and all lit up. A majestic duck stared seriously at the lotus-like lights reflected on the lake below him, and then angrily swooped over and raised his head.
Big puffs of water flowers.
Cheng Lin was immersed in the quiet night, his heart unruffled.
Suddenly, a small fish probably used too much force, and its lip was finally pierced by the iron hook, and it immediately started struggling.
Cheng Lin suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance with awareness, his heart was like the surface of a lake, suddenly rippling!
ps: The spy "Magician" first appeared in Chapter 654 "Attitude", and Secretary Zhao first appeared in Chapter 54 "The Last Night on Earth". The reason for this reminder is mainly because I am worried that some people may find the plot abrupt...