"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that." Guo Ding looked at the boy in front of him and said.

The boy tilted his head, pointed to the nearby restaurant and said, "Go in and talk."

The two entered the restaurant together, and the boy picked up the menu familiarly and ordered four black pepper steaks.

Guo Ding said in surprise, "One portion is enough for me."

"But I want three servings."

Jia Mian was wearing a brown hoodie, which covered half of her hair, and there were beads of sweat on her exposed forehead.Has deep eyes unique to Westerners.

"..."

"I will lead you in this matter, so my words are the first priority in everything." Jia Mian ate very fast, and had already eaten two steaks while talking.

Guo Ding was not used to using a knife and fork, so he could only cut slowly and said, "You are a policeman? Tsk tsk..."

"Are you surprised?" Jia Mian said, skillfully cutting the lines of the beef with a knife.

"It's not just an accident..." A year ago, the model who was still smiling at the police station to match Yang Zhen's clothes turned out to be an international policeman. It was too strange to think about it.

Jia Mian swallowed the last bite of steak, took Guo Ding's knife, fork and iron plate, helped him cut the steak, and said, "How old do you think I am?"

"Uh..." Guo Ding looked at the corners of Jia Mian's unwrinkled eyes and listened to the somewhat hoarse but magnetic voice, and said, "About twenty? 2324?"

Jia Mian handed the cut steak to Guo Dian and said, "I'm already 32."

Guo Ding was so surprised that he almost ate his fork: "32?!!!"

"Because being an undercover agent requires an unobtrusive face, but it must also attract attention, uh...do you understand what I mean? So when I was an undercover agent, I did it intermittently a dozen times Large and small operations, too many places have been moved, and the face is not old at all. But the hands can still be seen." Jia Mian said, opening her hands for Guo Ding to see.

Jia Mian's hands were thin and cold, and the hard calluses on the tiger's mouth could not deceive anyone.

"It used to be a double eyelid, but now it's a single eyelid. The tear mole under the left eye has been taken out, and the masseter muscle and cheekbones are a little protruding. A small frame was built in the face to retract the flesh. Now it still looks like a Like a high school student." Jia Mian felt a little funny, shaking her head and drinking the hot cocoa in the cup.

Guo Ding didn't know how to respond, so he could only sigh and say, "It seems that not everyone can do Interpol, isn't your family worried?"

"The car accident, all of them died. They were taken over by the police and sent back to foreign countries. That's about it." Jia Mian smiled indifferently, and before Guo Ding answered, he said to himself, "The matter has not yet reached a fever pitch. So before I contact you, you can arrange your own time. As long as you don't reveal your identity or expose your case, that's fine."

After finishing speaking, he threw down a note, checked out and walked out. The clear figure of his back just disappeared somewhere on the street, as if he had never existed before.

Probably this is Jia Mian.

Guo Ding thought, after finishing the steak, he opened the note to read.

A string of addresses?

The author has something to say: Has anyone guessed it? 00

I'm still the smartest

Guess who the Interpol is first=3=

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