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Chapter one hundred and seventy first dull

Under Ye Bei's guidance, Zhuang Xiaoman learned about her position and the opposition between the Secret Service and Su Feng, so she not only cannot let Ye Bei die, but also should protect him.

The executioner behind her never spoke a word, just a tool person, and he would never move without orders and play his own role.

As a Qigong master, he has become a killer in the Secret Bureau, which is also tragic.

"You're not sleeping?" Zhuang Xiaoman saw Ye Bei sitting on the wooden bed, staring at her eyes, without any intention of rest.

Ye Bei said that who can sleep peacefully at this time? "Although I am very grateful for your protection, I should keep my mind clear at this time. After all, no one knows what will happen in the future."

"Whatever you want." Zhuang Xiaoman also sat down, sat next to Ye Bei, and looked at him with his head tilted: "What are you thinking now?"

"I wonder if I will be acquitted or be tried next." Ye Bei had to consider the possibility of the next.

"You are really confident. Tell me how you rescued people from Yili Mansion?" Although Zhuang Xiaoman knew the result, he didn't know the process. Ye Bei led a few young people into Yili Mansion and finally brought the people out intact. This is not simple.

"Because we have guns in our hands, even if those people are unreasonable, they have to give face to the gun." Ye Bei said.

"It's that simple? I don't believe it."

Ye Bei laughed: "I can recite the "Holy Book". Although in their opinion, those who do not believe in religion are not necessarily human beings, I am in my opinion, and they dare not disobey them in public. The gun and the "Holy Book" are the main achievements of this incident, but I just stopped a dance party and could not change anything. Unfortunately, foreigners are not in a hurry, and they are in a hurry to express their sincerity."

"Are you slogging the Secret Service?"

"I don't know much about your Secret Service, but now there are ones who have murderous intentions toward me." Ye Bei is not afraid of the big blow: "Do you want to stay in Secret Service in the future?"

"Why not stay? Although they like my identity, the work of the Secret Service is very valuable." In the Secret Service, Zhuang Xiaoman can monitor people who may threaten Su Feng and his sister to protect them: "As long as I stay in the Secret Service, the position of General Affairs will not change, and the personnel of the Secret Service will be mobilized, which is enough." Just pretending to be a powerful figure, the title of Secret Service is still very intimidating.

"Then you'd better change to another leader to surrender. I believe that even if you are in the Secret Service, it's not a solid foundation, and there must be different mountains." Although the Broadcasting Service has no mountains, Zhou Min has emphasized more than once that many mountains are the norm for various departments in Tonghai City, so Ye Bei boldly speculated that the Secret Service also has mountains.

"You seem to know very well, but you are right. The Secret Service does have a mountaintop. Do you want me to change the banner? Although it is OK, you should also know that changing the mountaintop will be labeled with a traitor's logo. Once I do this, not only will I offend the original mountaintop, but I will not necessarily be reused by the old mountaintop." Zhuang Xiaoman didn't think it was a good idea to change the mountaintop at this time.

"I don't know about your Secret Service, but I think as long as you show the same loyalty as Brother Su and the loyalty to the Fourth Prince, I think you will definitely be able to gain a foothold in the Secret Service. For example, in this matter, you can consider your disobedience orders as for the Fourth Prince. You consider that the public opinion will be unfavorable to the Fourth Prince after killing me, so for the Fourth Prince, you choose to protect me. In this way, you can turn bad things into good things. As long as you remember that the Secret Service is not from any mountain, but from the Fourth Prince. If you work for the Fourth Prince, your decision will be based on the interests of the Fourth Prince, then you will be invincible in the Secret Service." Ye Bei said: "So as long as you choose a mountain that is loyal to the Fourth Prince, there will be no problem."

"How do you know that my current hill is unfaithful?"

"Because the fourth young master will definitely not have someone assassinate me." Ye Bei was very sure: "Assassination of me will have more harm than good for them." He believed that the fourth young master would not be so lacking in vision.

Moreover, sending Zhuang Xiaoman to perform the assassination is obviously the little thought of the people below. Even if the fourth young master is guarding against Su Feng, he will not show it so bluntly. After all, if he really pushes his sister-in-law to calm the public anger, Su Feng will definitely be heartbroken and may become absent.

To sum up, Ye Bei believes that the fourth young master will not have the intention to kill him. Since that is the case, it is Zhuang Xiaoman's mountaintop who is slandered.

"Why don't you say it?" Ye Bei was the only person who would tell her these things, and gave Zhuang Xiaoman a new perspective. She used to think that she was proud of her in the Secret Service because of her outstanding performance. Now she realized that this is not the case. She felt like she was clearing the clouds and saw the sun. She wanted to listen more.

Ye Bei said this, but Zhuang Xiaoman listened.

There were only a group of killers that night, and no one else came until dawn.

In the morning, Li Chuan rushed over. It was only in the morning that he knew Ye Bei had been sent to the independent cell. He knew very well what would happen. It only took one night for the constable to collect the body.

So Li Chuan was shocked and thought he was going to help Ye Bei collect the body. Unexpectedly, when he pushed open the door, he found Ye Bei looking up at the tall narrow window, bathing in a ray of morning light, while Zhuang Xiaoman was lying on the wooden board and sleeping soundly. There was a terrifying man as cold as a statue standing in the corner of the wall.

There are three people in the independent cell, and the three positions have nothing to do with each other, just as if each of them is an independent work of art.

Are the people from the Secret Bureau here to kill people? Li Chuan was confused. The people from the Secret Bureau and the prisoners were in the same room safely. What exactly did this happen?

But it would be great that Ye Bei is still alive: "I was shocked, I thought I would help you collect the body." If Ye Bei died in the cell, he would be afraid that the arresting cell would be slapped by the excited crowd. At the same time, he was also surprised that Ye Bei was indeed not an ordinary person, and he could actually live in an independent cell for a night, which was not simple.

After all, Zhuang Xiaoman was just an ordinary person. Although she was young, she still hadn't survived the long night and fell asleep in the middle of the night. Ye Bei and the executioner stood all night, without saying a word.

"Thank you for your protection," Ye Bei said normally.

Li Chuan was even more confused. He had only heard of the secret bureau killing people, and had never heard of the secret bureau and came to the prison cell to protect others. What was going on?
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