In the apartment.

The laughter sounded again, accompanied by Pearl's energetic "plash, snap" running.

"Are she overexcited? Have you given her candy?" Looking at her daughter running wildly, Li Zitao doubted whether it was normal for her to do so.

Mary knew this very well and said easily: "When she knows that I have given up, she will return to normal."

"What to give up?" It seems that some little secret happened between the mother and daughter.

Just then, the door bell of the elevator rang, and Ava walked over quickly, "BOSS, it's Brown, he wants to talk!"

"Is that true?" Li Zitao sat up from the sofa, kissed his wife's cheek and smiled: "The good show is about to take place."

"You should focus more on yourself." Mary rolled his eyes and finally shook her head helplessly.

Seeing Brown in the study, he looked better than expected.

There was no collapsed eye socket, no painful look, no grayish-haired hair, and a ghostly face that jumped out of the movie.

He just looked a little listless, and forced himself to smile and greet him: "Hi, Mr. Li."

"I said, Brown, call me Charlie." Li Zitao poured him a glass of whiskey and said relaxedly: "Relax, you came for that money."

"Yes, sir." Brown said after taking a big sip of wine, taking a few deep breaths, "I was wondering if I could get the money back."

"A huge sum of $2 million." Li Zitao raised his legs and said unbearably: "In fact, I have wiped off my fractions and took out my own pocket."

"I'm very grateful for what you did, Charlie." Brown said unnaturally: "That's why I'll come to you personally to see if there is any solution."

"In fact, there is indeed another way." Li Zitao snapped his fingers and signaled him to get closer.

“…”

After listening to Li Zitao's whisper in his ear, Brown's expression became extremely strange.

"Are you sure?" Brown's expression relaxed a lot, and said as if he was sure to win: "Are you sure I will help, rather than choose to betray you?"

"Do you do it?" Li Zitao said calmly: "Yes, you do it, but do you have any evidence?"

"Don't tell me, you're going to go out like this and tell others what I'm going to let you do."

Li Zitao said funnyly: "That will only make you lose your job and then become a waste of nothing, an alcoholic, or a gambler."

"When I pass through a bridge hole or pass through a tunnel, or meet you begging on the roadside, I will generously throw 10 cents."

"If you are happy, 1 American has Ken," Li Zitao joked, and said as relaxed as he said.

I thought this would scare him, so don't be naive.

Don’t say that no one will believe his nonsense, what if someone believes it?

Where is the evidence!

"What do you want to do?" After a long silence, Brown agreed.

Li Zitao waved his finger and said, "No, it's what you want to do, it has nothing to do with me."

"Today's meeting was just normal. We didn't talk about anything between friends."

"Your bill will always exist, but don't worry." Seeing that he was a little excited, Li Zitao raised his hand to signal him to relax.

"As long as we are friends, that bill will never appear, I promise you." Li Zitao believed that he had promised a lot, and his guarantee was of great value.

"Also, someone will contact you about this matter, and he will show up when needed."

Brown understood what he meant. Except for the two of them who had just had a clear conversation, today's affairs had nothing to do with him anymore.

The future contact will also be caused by others. As for who it is, I believe that only by seeing it with my own eyes can we determine.

Brown couldn't help but guess; how would that person appear, and what identity he is, tall, short, fat and thin?

Countless question marks appeared in his mind, so that during the process of his arrival in the office, he bumped into several colleagues in succession.

"Major, you're here." Seeing Brown pushing the door open, Stella stood up and greeted gracefully and politely: "You should be on vacation in Hawaii."

"Yes, the holiday ended early." Brown entered the working state in an instant, his eyes were bright and his words were filled with a strong gentle and infectious power.

"Do I need anything to prepare for you?" Stella did not realize how different he was from usual.

If you want to say anything, his face looks a little tired.

But the hardships in long-distance travel can be imagined.

"Yes." Brown stopped and smiled. "Give me a cup of coffee, it's better to have another cigar I've treasured. There are so many questions to think about."

"As for orders, sir." Stella turned and left.

Looking at her graceful back, Brown couldn't help but sigh: Which lucky guy would marry such a good girl?

The days that followed were calm and everything seemed like a dream.

Brown's work is still as important and relaxed as ever, but he is always alert and waiting for the unknown to come.

Finally, on the night of the second week.

When Brown came to the parking lot to finish work and returned home, a soldier with a bearded and uniformed man bumped into him.

"Oh, sorry, Major." Bearded squatted down awkwardly, and while helping him pick up the documents on the ground, he said, "I'm a little distracted, sorry, Major."

"It's okay, what's your name?" Brown asked with a chuckling.

"Am I?" The other party picked up the documents on the floor, handed them to him after sorting them out, and the smile on his face became weird: "You can call me zero, Major Brown."

"zero?" Brown's heart thumped.

The bearded whispered mysteriously: "Yes, someone asked me to say hello to him. In addition, the documents in your hand may have what I need."

At this moment, Brown realized that everything was true, not an illusory dream.

However, the other party's identity surprised him and was shocked by it.

How many people are here from the other party? Is he the only one?

Where are those people hiding, whether they are safe, and whether their every move is under surveillance.

"Thank you, Major." After taking what you needed, saluted with beard and legs, he said seriously: "Goodbye, Major, I wish you a happy time."

Bran's heart was shrouded in haze, and he became confused and fearful.

The next day, Brown rushed into the office in a hurry and said to Stella, who had not yet gotten up; "I need a list of all the soldiers at the base, how many of them are there?"

"About one or two hundred people, do you want them all?" Stella responded hurriedly.

Brown said affirmatively; "Yes, everyone wants it."

After a while, he opened the door and emphasized: "The list of non-commissioned officers is included."

However, he could not find the bearded soldier he had seen last night without searching through everyone's files.

"Major, can you tell me what you're looking for?" Stella came over with her coffee. "Maybe I can help."

"Stela, do you remember who had a beard in the base?" Brown gestured from left to right with his hands: "It's the kind of face that looks like an ape."
Chapter completed!