The pheromone of the lop-eared rabbit makes the CEO really fragrant

"Never let any undercover agent go."

Qi Yan has never been a good person, and he can't remember how many bad things he has done. That's why he has a bloodthirsty and violent aura. There is also a weakness - velvet treasure.

Rong Bao curled up and nestled in the man's arms, not daring to look up at the people around him.

Qi Yan's left hand is always on Rong Bao's back, which is a protective gesture.

The old man's arm was like a hard protective cover, enclosing Rong Bao in it, making him gradually feel at ease.

After receiving the task assigned by Master Qi, Mr. Pi and Ye Wang bowed at the same time, and then retreated first with the task.

Walking outside the door to make sure that Master Qi couldn't hear their voices, the old ruffian slowly lowered his back, which had been tense all the time, and then gossiped and asked: "Is the child in Master Qi's arms just now an illegitimate child?" ?”

The old man feels that the child is not quite like his master Qi's little lover, and the age gap is too big.

"Didn't you read the trending searches before? The president and his wife are all written on the trending searches. How could they be illegitimate children?" Ye Wang squinted at the middle-aged uncle beside him. He didn't even know how to check the trending searches.

Checking hot searches, this is not at all what a criminal who wanders on the edge of the law should do. The old man scoffs, but he doesn't want to be too out of touch with this society.

The old ruffian took out the elderly phone in his pocket, and asked the young man next to him, "How do I check the hot search?"

Yewang said seriously: "Brush with your hands."

"Is that so?" As he said, the old man flicked twice on his elderly phone, but he swiped many times, and the trending search did not appear.

Ye Wang looked at the old-fashioned mobile phone in the old ruffian's hand: "..."

"Master Qi didn't treat us badly, right? Why do you still use a Nokia? I've already changed to a smartphone." Ye Wang took out his new touch-screen phone to show off.

The old man thinks that the mobile phone is just a communication tool, and it is enough to make calls and send text messages, so he has never changed his mobile phone, and the old mobile phone has an anti-tracking system, so it is not easy to be caught by the police.

While chatting, he deviated from the topic, but fortunately, the old man quickly brought the topic back: "This is the first time I see Master Qi taking care of someone so carefully."

"Yeah, I thought Mr. Qi was going to be a bachelor for the rest of his life." Ye Wang took the smartphone he just bought and flicked casually.

The old ruffian said as he walked, "Now the cops are holding us so tightly. On the cusp of this crisis, Master Qi has exposed his weakness, which is prone to accidents."

Yewang also has such concerns, but Master Qi has already been exposed, so what can they do: "I will remind Master Qi later and ask him to send more people to protect Madam."

Pi Lao and Ye Wang chatted and walked, and soon disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Qi Yan has two identities, one is the president of a listed company, and the other is Qi Ye, who is known to everyone in the world. The only people who know that he has two identities are Qi Feng and the old housekeeper, and the ruffian and wild hope. It's flannel.

Qi Yan's identity has always been well hidden, but he was negligent. The two undercover agents took a photo of him yesterday, and compared it with the hot search photo of him holding a fluffy treasure, and found his double identity.

Tiao Zi knew the identity of Mr. Qi, and sent people to ambush around his company.

In the afternoon, Qi Yan had to go to the company to deal with the mess left by that boy Qi Feng.

When the car stopped in front of the company building, before Qi Yan got out of the car, he faintly felt that someone was watching him.

Qi Yan was not too scared, because unlike the terrorists, those cops would not shoot casually, he walked out of the car with Rong Bao in his arms, and put a hat on Rong Bao before getting out of the car, Lower the brim of the hat to cover that delicate little face.

Pretending not to notice anything, he walked briskly towards the revolving door of the company.

Rong Bao rested his chin on Qi Yan's shoulder, snoring very lightly, because he had a high fever last night, so he was still a little weak, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Qi Yan held Rong Bao with one hand, took out his cell phone from his pocket with the other hand, and notified the security: "There are some plain clothes outside the company, go and drive them away."

Standing in front of the French windows on the top floor, Qi Feng could see the underground scene of the building. He clearly saw several plainclothes wandering around, as if waiting for someone. Then he saw his uncle hugging his little aunt from the car. After walking up and down, the plainclothes immediately dispersed vigilantly. One plainclothes was hiding behind a tree and was secretly filming with a camera. He knew that his uncle was being targeted.

After a few minutes, Qi Yan took Rong Bao up by the elevator.

Qi Feng turned his head away and told his uncle what he saw.

Qi Yan hugged Rongbao and sat down on the boss chair, looked at his nephew who was not up to date and said, "You are quite sharp."

"Uncle, they have already found this place, aren't you worried?" Qi Feng poured a cup of Zhengyan Dahongpao for his uncle with a teapot.

Qi Yan picked up his teacup and took a sip: "They don't have evidence, they just follow me for a few days at most, and then they give up, and I'm about to wash my hands off, it's pointless for them to check me, they might as well check you."

"Me?" Qi Feng realized that he was going to take the blame for his uncle, and immediately said with a mournful face: "Uncle, I have never killed a chicken, I am a person bathed in the light of the righteous way of socialism Good citizen."

Seeing that the sleeping little lover in his arms was about to be woken up, Qi Yan glared at Qi Feng immediately: "Keep your voice down."

Qi Feng hummed in a low voice, expressing that he didn't want to take the blame.

Qi Yan scolded him: "No prospect."

Tiaozi has already noticed Rongbao, and they plan to use Rongbao as an entry point, but Qi Yan is very strict, and the husband and wife stay together for almost 24 hours, and they are too tired.

However, Qi Yan does not accompany Rongbao every day, sometimes when there is a problem in the road or there is an emergency in the company, he will go out to deal with those things after Rongbao falls asleep.

Qi Yan would probably go out in the early morning, and come back in a hurry at five o'clock in the morning. A few people squatted there, stepped on it for half a month, and finally figured out Qi Yan's life rules.

On a dark and stormy night, while making sure that Qi Yan had already left the house, a few nimble men broke into the manor, destroyed the security system, and then used an anesthesia gun to release the patrolling guards.

Rong Bao was sleeping in the bedroom, still muttering carrots in his little mouth.

But in a blink of an eye, he was caught in a sack and taken away.

in the interrogation room.

A dazzling light shone on Rongbao's face. Rongbao's eyes were temporarily blinded. After a while, he gradually recovered his vision and saw the surrounding environment clearly. The interrogation room was very simple, with only one table, and Sitting across the table was a strange man in uniform.

Rong Bao bent his body in fear, and subconsciously wanted to curl up into a ball, but his hands and feet were tied to the chair and he couldn't move.

The man in uniform smiled at Rongbao friendly, trying to show his affinity: "Please relax, don't be afraid, we just want to ask you a few questions, I hope you can actively cooperate, as long as you can answer truthfully, We can let you go."

The cochlear receiver worn by Rongbao fell out at some point, and he can't hear the sound now. He only sees the other party's lips moving, as if talking to himself.

The surroundings were terribly quiet, as if he had fallen into an abyss, leaving him alone.

Rong Bao wanted to hear the slightest sound, so he shook his head vigorously, and his pair of rabbit ears swayed left and right, but no matter how he shook his head, the surroundings were still so utterly silent.

Rong Bao muttered a few times: "Master Qi...Master Qi..."

Rong Bao couldn't hear the Lord Qi he called out, but he could feel his vocal cords vibrating, as if he was talking, but he didn't know what he said.

Rong Bao cried and struggled on the chair, shouting hysterically to Master Qi, shouting at the top of his voice, the voice was so sharp that it could pierce one's eardrum.

The man sitting opposite, and the listeners outside the interrogation room unconsciously blocked their ears, they were all thinking: As expected of the people around Qi Yan, they are all lunatics.

The reason why Rongbao yelled sharply was just to let himself hear a little sound, but no matter how loud he yelled, he still couldn't hear anything.

Master Qi didn't know where he went, why Master Qi wasn't here.

Rong Bao looked around, but there was nothing in this cramped interrogation room.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite Rong Bao tried to calm him down: "Don't get excited, we just want to ask you a few questions about Qi Yan, as long as you finish answering, we will let you go."

Rongbao struggled vigorously, the ropes strangled shocking marks on his wrists and ankles, blood oozes out, and stains the hemp rope the size of a pinky red, but Rongbao doesn't feel the pain, struggling desperately, repeating the words in his mouth over and over again Calling Lord Qi.

It's like a desperate prisoner trying to grab the last straw, climb out of the endless abyss tenaciously, and realize self-salvation.

But the person opposite him didn't give him a chance to redeem himself, so he turned around and locked him in the detention center. In the cell with only one small iron window, Rongbao felt a little kindness, and he suddenly calmed down. Facing the wall, he used his fingers to pick out the blue wall dust.

A roar sounded outside the detention center: "The kid is not a suspect, how dare you arrest him for interrogation? If your superiors find out, you can wait for the suspension to investigate."

Another voice retorted weakly: "But his husband has arrested so many of us, how can we just sit and wait for death, this time we have to trade him for our people back."