The Hurt Locker: The President's Happy Enemy

On the day of the funeral, Yin Junyun also went to attend. Looking at Xu Qingyun's tombstone, Yin Yunyun was still very emotional. Finally, he had a understanding of everything, and he would never have to worry about Xu Qingyun's affairs again. I'm terrified.

But, what will happen to me and the Ji family, Yin Yunyun thought, I hope everything can be the same as I imagined, as long as I and Ji Anhe stick to the belief in my heart, everything should be the same. Everything will be fine.

"Miss Yin, come back with us." Li Sheng walked to Yin Yunyun's side and said.

"Ah? What am I going to do?" Yin Junyun looked at Li Sheng. He also said before that he might take Xu Qingyun's place during his temporary stay in the UK, but that was just a name for the outside world, but in fact Power is in the hands of Li Sheng, and when he leaves England, there will be no relationship between them.

"I know that although you don't really want to get to know Bailian in depth, everyone knows about Xu Qingyun's death now, so you still need to go there to calm people's hearts." Li Sheng said.

"By the way, I have something that I would like to ask you by the way." Taking advantage of the fact that there were no other people around at this time, Yin Junyun looked at Li Sheng and said.

Li Sheng nodded, telling Yin Junyun to just ask.

"Bai Lian, it should have been established for a long time. I have heard something about you before. It is said that you were established around the same time as the British Intelligence Agency, and your status is even comparable to the British Intelligence Agency, right? "Yin Yunjun asked.

"Those are just some rumors from the outside world, and I don't know the specific situation," Li Sheng shook his head.

"Then do you have any information about Bailian? For example, those in Xu Qingyun's study?" Yin Yunjun asked, she must have some research in her hand, in order to understand Xu Qingyun more clearly.

Although he is no longer in this world, Yin Yunyun believes that Xu Qingyun must have left a way out for himself.

But now I still have no idea.

"These seem to be there, but they were all held by Xu Qingyun before. I don't know where they are now. They all happened so suddenly, and he never explained them before." Li Sheng said.

Yin Yunjun nodded disappointedly, "Okay then, thank you."

Sitting in the study, Ji Anhe looked at the photo of Xu Qingyun's corpse brought by his subordinates yesterday, and kept staring at Xu Qingyun's turned palm. Didn't it mean that Bailian's hands all have white lotus tattoos on them? ?

And I have seen it before, Xu Qingyun's tiger's mouth is tattooed with two white lotus flowers.

Although the hands of the man in the photo are already bloody and bloody, he doesn't seem to have any tattoos.

Ji Anhe held the photo tightly, Xu Qingyun, what big event do you want to do?
When Lin Xiaoran was going downstairs to eat, she happened to hear the sound of something smashing upstairs. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around her, Lin Xiaoran dodged and ran to the third floor.

There are no guards here, and Lin Xiao feels a little lucky in his heart. He has been curious about the person upstairs for a long time.

Anyway, I must come to see who he is today, Lin Xiaoran walked slowly towards the place where the voice came from.

Standing at the door, Lin Xiaoran was thinking about whether to go in from the window or directly from our side, when suddenly a hand was put on her shoulder behind her, Lin Xiaoran was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned around and wanted to put a hand behind her During this period of time, I also learned a lot from them. First, I got to know several large families in the UK, and then I started to let myself learn some self-defense techniques and many more.

But even though Lin Xiaoran felt that his movements were fast, in the eyes of the man, nothing was missing, so he briskly avoided Lin Xiaoran's hand, and then threw Lin Xiaoran to the ground.

Incredibly fast.

Lin Xiaoran was lying on the ground, grinning in pain, and slowly got up, "What are you doing? Why are you doing so hard?"

"I'm afraid you won't remember the lesson if you don't use force." The man grabbed Lin Xiaoran's hair and went downstairs.

"It hurts, let me go, let me go quickly, do you hear me?" Lin Xiaoran yelled loudly along the way.

The man threw Lin Xiaoran into the garden and looked down at Lin Xiaoran.

"Didn't I hear the sound of bottles being smashed upstairs? I wondered if I should go over and have a look. Is there anything I need to help with? I'm just kind, and you still treat me like this?" Lin Xiaoran stood up and said.

"Didn't I teach you that it's best not to intervene in something you shouldn't do?" The man looked at Lin Xiaoran with a cold face and said.

Lin Xiaoran looked at the man, didn't speak, just lowered his head silently, thinking that his luck was really bad, if he knew that he shouldn't have hesitated just now, it would be fine if he just pushed the door and walked in, it wouldn't be like this There are many things.

But these are not within Lin Xiaoran's control.

Ji Anhe rarely came to see Yin Yunyun these two days, as if he was busy with company affairs.

Ji Anhe knew that these things would develop in the direction he imagined. Liang Ruo's sudden death and hasty burial were originally a big deal for the British Intelligence Agency, but it was obvious that this matter was given It settled down, and most importantly, the Intelligence Bureau announced to everyone that Liang Luo died during a secret mission.

Ji Anhe now also faintly feels who is behind this incident, just like what Xu Qingyun said at Pier No. [-] that day.

He kept talking about the deep hatred between himself and the Ji family. It had nothing to do with him. She made herself pay the price for the Ji family. If there was any hatred between the Ji family and Xu Qingyun, it might only be Mrs. Ji. It's about the relationship above.

Ji Anhe went to his father's office. He still wanted to know more about the past. Compared with himself, people of his generation should know more.

When Ji Anhe walked into the office, his father seemed to know that he would come.

"Dad, there is something I want to ask you." Ji Anhe stood in front of the desk.

Father Ji raised his head and looked at Ji Anhe, "Do you want to ask me about something that happened a long time ago?"