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In the rustling autumn wind, fallen leaves fly, and an autumn rain suddenly arrives.

Raindrops fell on the asphalt road, splashing little by little, gathering into a trickle of streams, washing away the haze and dust in the air.

A black business car with a license plate in the Central Plains slowly drove into the Martyrs Memorial Hall Square.

A young man with a sunny and handsome appearance got off the car first. His eyes were clear and bright, and he was wearing a solemn black suit and a fresh white chrysanthemum on his chest. There was also a fluffy little ferret on his shoulders, looking very energetic and handsome. He stepped on the water and held up a black umbrella, opened the car door like a gentleman, and used the umbrella to cover the gap.

A woman wearing a solemn black dress, top hat and a convex figure. She was dressed up without makeup without makeup, but she couldn't hide her charming and pretty face. However, there was a hint of mourning in her delicate and beautiful eyes.

This pair of men and women who are very eye-catching on the outside are naturally the capable players of the East China Branch of the National African Bureau, Wang Yan and Wu Ya'an Ge.

After that continuous and dangerous battle, both of them were injured and exhausted. The Central China Branch arranged for treatment in an exclusive hospital for several days.

With excellent medical technology and the vitality of superpowers far exceeding ordinary people, the two have recovered and are not afraid even if they have another fierce battle.

Today, it is the seventh day of Sun Shu, a colleague of the National Bureau of African Affairs.

Of course, Wang Yan and Wu Ya'an Ge came to pay their respects. Wang Yan took out two wreaths from the back of the business car.

In the drizzling autumn rain, two rows of men in black suits guarded the mourning hall. Each of them had a solemn expression, describing sadness, but was alert to the scene without losing their vigilance. Obviously, these guards were members of the special service brigade of the Central China Branch. They were all elite soldiers in the army, and they specifically cooperated with the superpowers to carry out various actions.

Sun Shu is an old member of the Central China Branch and is very familiar with these members of the Special Service Brigade.

The two of them entered the mourning hall all the way, and under the arrangement of the staff of the Central China Branch, they placed a wreath. Put a black veil on their arms and walked towards the mourning hall.

In the center of the mourning hall, there are black and white photos of Sun Shu. In the photo, Sun Shu has thick eyebrows and big eyes and a kind face. He looks like an ordinary middle-aged man in China.

Next to the mourning hall, there were two women wearing white clothes and mourning clothes kneeling. They lowered their heads and sobbed in a low voice. Obviously, they were the orphans of Sun Shu's widow. At this time, staff from the Central China Branch ran over and whispered to them the identities of Wang Yan and Wu Ya'ange.

Even when Wang Yan saw Sun Shu Zunrong for the first time, he couldn't help but sigh. The man was unknown when he was alive, but he was always diligent in protecting the safety of the country and the people. But this time he died at the hands of the Great Demon Owl, but he didn't even have a complete corpse.

Wuya Ange, who had worked in-depth with Sun Shu, couldn't suppress his grief and shook his shoulders and sobbed in a low voice.

Wang Yan gently pulled her and incense Sun Shu together. The two knelt down to the mourning hall and kowtowed deeply. Wang Yan felt a little sad. However, he could only say silently, the Demon Owl has been eliminated, Brother Sun Shu! Go along the way.

At the same time, the two families wearing mourning clothes burst into tears and knelt down deeply and returned the greeting.

After three bows in a row, the other party’s family members returned three greetings.

Wang Yan then pulled Wu Ya'ange up, took two more steps, and helped Wu Ya'ange up the two crying families. Wang Yan's voice was low and comforted, "Sister-in-law, niece, be mourning and keeping in peace. Brother Sun is a hero who sacrificed for the country. His merits have saved many lives of the people."

At the same time, they each stuffed money in cowhide envelopes. Although it wasn't much, it was a traditional custom and a little bit of delight.

Wu Ya'an Ge also suppressed his grief and comforted him in a low voice.

"Brother Wang, Miss Ange, thank you for coming to see him off."

Sister Sun choked and returned the favor. She was about forty years old and had a dignified appearance. She was obviously a gentle and virtuous wife.

"Uncle Wang, Miss Ange. Thank you for sending you off to my father." Sun Shu's daughter was filial and twitched and returned a gift.

But the three words "Uncle Wang" made Wang Yan's heart twitch. It was the first time that a girl called Uncle after living for more than 20 years. Wang Yan saw that she was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a clean and pure appearance, and her eyes were red with tears in the rain, making people feel a little pity.

However, she and Sun Shu can be considered colleagues in the same system. According to the rules, she was also decent enough to call Uncle Wang.

Wang Yan sighed in his heart. Although Sun Shu's departure had a huge loss to the country and the State Administration of China. But for this small family, it was undoubtedly like the sky had collapsed. You can imagine the grief and despair in their mother and daughter at this time.

He took out a piece of paper, wrote the phone number and gave it to Mrs. Sun, and said in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, I know that the leaders of the bureau will definitely arrange you properly. But if you encounter some trivial matters that are unwilling to bother with the bureau, you can make this call, and I can do my best at any time."

What Wang Yan thought in his heart was that he could do more and do more things, hoping to give them a little more warmth.

After some sincere comfort, Wang Yan and Wu Ya'an Ge retreated to the guest resting place. After they sat down, staff from the State Council and Africa Bureau came to make tea. However, neither of them spoke, and were shrouded in a faint grief.

The condolences continued, and the guests arrived at the scene one after another.

Suddenly, a strong guard was on the verge of guards. A group of guards walked in surrounded by two imposing figures. Wang Yan looked up and saw that the two people who came were Feng Yuande, director of the East China Branch, and Li Fanming, director of the Central China Branch. In the gap in age and qualifications, Li Fanming deliberately lagged behind half a step behind.

According to the etiquette, the two directors bowed to mourn Sun Shu and then comforted their families. Finally, when they arrived at the guest area, they sat next to Wang Yan and Wu Ya'ange.

"Director Feng, Director Li, hello." Wang Yan greeted politely.

As for Wuya Ange, he was depressed and ignored the two directors.

"Xiao Yan, An Ge. I have received your mission briefing. Thank you for your hard work this time." Feng Yuande said with a solemn and angrily expression, "I didn't expect that the criminals would ignore the law so much and be crazy. Fortunately, you were alert and decisive, and finally brought the criminals to justice, avoiding a greater crisis."

"Director Feng is too proud." Wang Yan said modestly with a calm expression, "This is the responsibility of Sister An Ge and me. It is just Brother Sun Shu's sacrifice, which is really a pity."

"Yes, the number of variables in this mission is something we didn't expect before. Xiaoyan and An Ge, I really thank you for avenging Sun Shu." Li Fanming said with a gloomy face, "However, although the culprit has been punished, the infamous FBG company is the infamous FBG company. I, Li Fanming, will not just let this matter go, I will report to the headquarters to apply for a full-scale attack on FBG company."

"Xiao Li, add my name to the application report." Feng Yuande also showed a sharp murderous intent in his eyes. "FBG company's hands are getting longer and longer, and they are becoming more and more unscrupulous. If we don't do some ruthless moves, it will make people think that our country's non-government is a mud."

The fierce aura of the two bosses made the blood in Wang Yan's chest boil. This is the domineering and demeanor that our country's non-government should have. His eyes were bright and his breathing was slightly rapid: "Director Feng, I'm the counterattack plan."

"Xiao Yan, I know you want to contribute to the country and fight against hostile terrorists." Feng Yuande gently patted his shoulder and smiled kindly, "But you have performed tasks too frequently recently, and you are still hurting now. This time you can rest and recuperate first, and settle yourself. Don't worry, there will be times when you are busy in the future."

Wang Yan's face suddenly felt a little bitter. For such a big incident, he was actually excluded.

"Young man, don't be discouraged." Li Fanming also patted Wang Yan's shoulder and said, "The Central China Branch has always been famous for its talents. Mr. Feng has too many capable players. Why not transfer it to my Central China Branch and I promise you can choose the task."

These words made Feng Yuande so angry that he glared at him, and he killed him with a vicious look: "Little Lizi, this is wrong with you. In front of me, dare to dig out the seeds of my branch general?"

"Mr. Feng, your East China Branch can't feed him, so you don't allow anyone to eat wild food outside?" Li Fanming joked without hesitation, "This young man is so energetic, so he naturally has to find some work for him."

"Hmph, who said that our bureau was not alive?" Feng Yuande glared at him dissatisfiedly, and then said to Wang Yan, "Xiao Yan, there will be a very important task left to you in the past few days."

Wang Yan was excited and came up with interest and said, "Old man, what task are you talking about?"

The two important words made him feel excited and fighting spirit. Since he was hit by the meteor and became an awakened person, Wang Yan felt that he seemed to be getting more and more warlike.

"A very important task, you can only complete it in this world." Feng Yuande took a sip of tea and said mysteriously, "But I can't tell you now."

Wang Yan fainted, you, a director, are you really good to be so encouraging?

While talking, the funeral host shouted from outside: "Go to pay condolences, the family members are ready..."

Leading by several staff members in black suits, Yunshan, who was wearing black and white Taoist robe, showed his elegant fairy posture, and the corpse Taoist who was wearing black robe and with a stern and singular spirit, walked in together. Especially behind the corpse Taoist's butt, there was a yellow local dog.

The local dog was a little aura and squatted obediently to wait for his master.

"Senior Corpse!?"

Wang Yan's heart tightened. How could he come? I wonder if he had walked out of the gloom in his heart due to this huge change.
Chapter completed!