An Feng pondered for a moment and asked tentatively: "Is it... a British gang?"

Steven nodded: "Maybe it. It seems that the only enemy of you two is them... Oh, there were some signs before this incident. You took serious measures against the gang a few years ago, and later they hid in the United States and they had no choice but to do anything about you, but Deere returned to the UK alone. A few days ago, he was targeted by an unknown person.

Before he disappeared, Deer revealed a little about his concern to me. He said that once he could not get rid of the tracking, I would ask me to find you quickly. However, he also expressed that he was very worried that the British intelligence agencies would find him because he has done a lot of things in security companies in recent years... well, it is not so legal."

An Feng lowered his head and thought for a moment, raised his hand and said, "Tell me his information... So, what is the good news?"

"The good news is: I found a recognition that can replace Dier. He meets your requirements completely, works rigorously, and even reaches the level of old-fashionedness; he is careful and cunning like a fox... He is a German, and used to be AD (Germany Federal Military Intelligence Agency, and this year he is fifty."

"At fifty years old, less than the age to retire... What mistake did he make and was fired?"

"Brutal. It is said that this person has a dark personality, likes to torture prisoners very much, and has neo-Nazi tendencies... But I think we can control him - the Germans agree with superiors and subordinates, and this person has a lot of rules."

An Feng nodded without hesitation: "Just him, I need him to integrate the power of the tornado in the shortest time, three weeks, no, best one week."

Steele responded without hesitation: "He can do it. His name is Ludwig von Goethe. His father has a baron portrait and his mother also has a title. He himself served as a tutor in the Galen organization... If I inform him today, you will see him tomorrow."

The earliest person in charge of the German Federal Military Intelligence Agency was Garen, so in the early days, this organization was called the "Galen Organization" by insiders. In order to conceal the activities of the "Galen Organization", the Garen Organization was originally named "Industrial Products Sales Company" and used it as a cover. However, since its spy intelligence activities became increasingly explicit, it could no longer be concealed. The Federal German government officially took over it out of the need for the Cold War, and Garen was still the director and directly under the jurisdiction of the Prime Minister's Office. Therefore, people in the industry still habitually call the Federal Military Intelligence Agency the "Galen Organization".

"I hope to see him tomorrow." An Feng pushed the door and got out of the car. At this time, the car just drove to An Feng's car. An Feng jumped into the car without stopping, and then he started the car and drove towards the farm where the party was just now.

It was dinner time, and most people squatted at home for dinner. No one was squatting at home and had already sat on the dining table in the restaurant. The rural areas of the United States have always been sparsely populated, even outside New York. An Feng's car drove along the way, and there was no sound of wind in the sky. So the sound of him ringing the doorbell and talking to the other party was particularly roaring.

"Who is visiting?" asked a middle-aged man's voice in the doorbell. His tone was filled with joy, as if he had just finished talking and laughing with the guests at the dining table, and then turned to ask about the visitor's status.

"Neil Constice, from Hengyuntong (Hairyunt) Precious Metals Sales Company, I made an appointment with Philip Mozart. Oh, was the main dish tonight the herb parrot fish? I ordered three from Australia yesterday, they should have been airlifted, right?" An Feng's voice was a bit weird, and it sounded hollow in the dialogue.

These words are not secret codes, but secret codes are a passage that An Feng said. Any words are fine, because according to the pre-submitted audio recording, people already know what frequency An Feng's voice is. At this moment, the empty response in the dialogue is that the other party is checking the audio.

The door slammed and moved a crack away. Then the surroundings returned to tranquility.

When I came to participate in the "Escape Room" game at noon, there were several servants around the door, and they helped to push the door open. Oh, while pushing the door open, the servants also handed over a mask and a cloak.

An Feng sat in the car without moving. After stopping for a while, he saw no one coming to push the door. He slowly drove forward, gently pushed open the door with the car's safety, and then rushed in.

He drove a mid-range Lincoln station wagon, which is a native American car, and it doesn't cost much to change the bumper. He doesn't feel heartbroken.

The owner of the manor, Ren Wright, stood at the stairs to greet An Feng. He looked up and down with curious eyes, and asked An Feng while he was greeting him and walking inward, "Is Neil Constance? You've been here just now, but you didn't use this name."

When the Super Smart Club was gathered, Ryan Wright did not show up from beginning to end, but he knew that An Feng had been here. Of course, this is not surprising. This villa has many monitors installed, and he can see An Feng clearly in a hidden place.

"I'm probably not the only one who came here just now," An Feng answered calmly.

This sentence took only three minutes to come true. Three minutes later, another visitor arrived, and then the third and fourth visitors also came together. When the second visitor entered the door, he saw An Feng sitting steadily on the chair and was shocked: "Is it you? It's you?"

The person who came in was Danielle Asa Cleveland. Seeing An Feng greeting her with a smile, she patted her chest and said with relief: "It's OK now, I've been worried just now... Oh, now, it's really okay."

Danielle said: An Feng obviously saw through her identity, and suddenly she met such a person, which made her panic, not knowing that she had revealed her flaws. But now that she is getting together, it's okay. It's natural for An Feng to see through her, because everyone is the same kind of person. Perhaps An Feng knows a lot of news and knows her existence in advance.

The third person is... Josh Schwartz of Ray Hunter Trust. Of course, it's not surprising that there are suddenly a number of "problematic" people gathering in such a small place. It's not that these people appear for a specific reason.

The fourth person arrived at the end. Everyone didn't know him yet, but the owner of the manor, Ryan, had already announced that he had arrived. Danielle, with high IQ, stared at the fourth person for a long time. She suddenly pointed at the other party and said, "You were there at noon, you appeared as a waiter. I remember you, you poured me a glass of wine."

That's right. The four people who appeared here one after another were not simple. They surveyed the scene in advance with various reasons.

That's why everyone collided, so An Feng obscurely exposed Danielle's identity because he knew that the other party must be his colleague in his new mission.

After going to the Institute of Life Sciences to adjust his body, An Feng officially transferred to the intelligence agency. He obtained the opportunity for Dr. Tom to perform surgical adjustments on him at the cost of serving the intelligence agency for several years. But he insisted that he only went to the peripheral organizations and did not enter the formal government departments... However, he did not know that the "peripheral intelligence agency" covers a lot, and even the German Federal Military Intelligence Agency was the "peripheral" intelligence agency under the banner of "industrial products sales company".

"This is Socrates 'Papadopoulos Paul'. Ren Wright introduced the last person to everyone: "Everyone, we will be employees of Hengyuntong (Haieryunte) precious metals sales company in the future. Please get to know each other."

Danielle pointed to the last person who came in and blurted out: "Oh, why is your name so long? Socrates photographed Dopolos Paul, are you Polish?"

The last person had a relatively thin figure... Let's put it this way, his appearance is more feminine than An Feng. He looks like a typical Korean male god, but also has a strong Nordic style. His only disadvantage is that he has a bit of a rib-boy man. His face is still visible, and his body... his body is a bit ill. However, his appearance is not the same as when he was a waiter at noon. When he played the waiter at noon, his eyebrows, nose and facial features were very blurry, and he was not as obvious as he is now.

An Feng explained on the side: "Yes, the name is very long. But just remember "Socra," and "Paul," in Polish, the word "Los" is the same as "Feng," in Dutch, in French, oh, and your Asa, similar to "Der," and so on. His name means lords in Polish: male landlords who own Sokra land.

Oh, his name is in Polish, and it also explains the paternal and maternal inheritance of Sokra land, but it doesn't make sense..."

The other party continued: "'Socrates Padopoulos is my last name. We Polish surnames are in front and in the back. If you can't remember my last name, just call me Paul."

Paul spoke with a charming smile, which made An Feng feel a little...blind.

The owner of the manor, Ren Wright, interrupted. He pointed at An Feng first and said, "Neil Constice-I don't know if this name is true. He knows multiple languages, is a doctor, is good at dissection of human bodies, is a language expert, and is an expert in action."

Speaking of this, Ren sneered, pointed at Paul and continued, "Socratis Papadopoulos Paul, a Pole, is a good at picking doors and locks, and is an expert in safes."

"Danielle Assa Cleveland, financial expert..."

"Josh Schwartz, a fake note expert..."

After pausing, Ruin looked at each of the colleagues present carefully. He continued: "You still have three colleagues in the office who are responsible for intelligence collection and operation planning. You will gradually get to know each other in the future...

You have received our case files before you come and agreed to accept this job. Now let me summarize: You all know that fighting terrorist activities must cut off their funds so that their ponds can be brought out and the fish at the bottom of the water will be exposed. Therefore, we established this anti-money laundering organization. Our mission is to track any international black water flowing into the pond of terrorist organizations.

This is a secret operation, so we cannot expose it. Once any of us is arrested, the intelligence agency will not recognize your identity. However, in our operation, we can get the resources of the intelligence agency... By the way, we can only get a start-up capital at first, and then we can obtain the funds, and we are not allowed to fight for it ourselves... You know.

Based on the confidentiality of this action, our field staff must have their own profession as cover... Dr. Neil Constance is an exception. He will be responsible for all our future outings and will not choose financial profession as cover..."

Stopped, and Rein added: "Oh, Paul can be an exception."

Speaking of this, Paul Che turned to An Feng and said with a gaze: "It is said that you are a rich man... How about it? How about helping me find a job to cover up, how about?"

"It is said--?" An Feng asked in a long voice: "Who says it?"

The other party pointed at Danielle: "At noon, when you were plotting with a Chinese girl to abduct Danielle, I heard it

Rein explained: "Paul is good at infiltrating, and it is said that it is difficult for the people to feel his existence.

But Danielle felt that even though Paul changed his appearance at that time, can’t An Feng, who has perfect genes, feel what Danielle could do? But he didn’t say it, he was pretending to be confused.

Danielle interrupted: "Yes, I have decided to go to Dr. Condon's Austin Trust. I think Paul would better not go to the same company, otherwise, 'Austin,' becomes the Garen organization on the surface,'" said Danielle.

Ruien had no intention of Yushe. An Feng thought for a while and asked: "How about the security guard in the building? Do you like to go to the hospital or... a jewelry company?"

"Jewelry Company", Paul immediately chose the latter: "I like to deal with safes, and the jewelry company can satisfy me more. However, if I go out to perform a mission and the jewelry company happens to be stolen, please do not let the police chase me. Because that is definitely not my case. I will not steal things from my doorstep. It is too...vulgar."

This is a joke, but this joke is not funny. An Feng took a small notebook in his heart and wrote down a small account of Paul: before the other party accepts the task, he must strictly withdraw it to prevent the other party from stealing things and running away by performing the task.

The secret meeting ended at dinner time. Of course, the owner of the manor didn't care about the meal. After everyone left, this manor was no longer a contact location. As a formal intelligence officer, Ryan would rent an office in the future and lead three employees who did not show up to work today. And An Feng and others... The people at this party, except Ryan, were all field staff, and they may not have been treated as having appeared in the intelligence headquarters or any intelligence agency office in their entire lives.

Some people feel wronged about this treatment, while others enjoy it. At least Danielle and An Feng are the latter.

Danielle didn't drive, so she took An Feng's car to leave. The two of them talked about the acquisition of Austin Trust on the road. When they drove into the downtown area of ​​New York, Danielle headed north and An Feng headed south. The two broke up friendly and looked for their own dinner.

Flushing huIu in Queens, New York has been a settlement for Asian immigrants in recent years. Immigrants from Taiwan, South Korea, mainland China and other places have developed a strong East Asian flavor here. People often say that in Flushing, you can still feel relaxed and comfortable without knowing English, because the police and government servants here will speak authentic Chinese, let alone supermarket salesmen and restaurant halls, because they are from China.

It is said that Flushing brings together famous dishes from major domestic cuisines, some of which are available here, but some localized dishes are not necessarily available in China. For example, the Guangdong restaurant chosen by An Feng, although the dishes in it are all Guangdong dishes, the cucumbers used are really yellow-skinned, and the cucumbers with green-skinned are called green cucumbers here.

Sitting in the restaurant and eating half full, finally, the person An Feng invited arrived, full of high-end brand names, carrying LV bags, surrounded by Armani cashmere scarf, and Patek Philippe watch. Huang Yaqing, who was dressed in the same brand, took Chen Wenwen, who was dressed in the same brand name, sat opposite him. As soon as Huang Yaqing sat down, she immediately waved her hand impatiently on the tip of her nose, saying, "Why did you choose this restaurant? It's not high-end at all."

An Feng originally greeted each other enthusiastically and greeted each other. When he saw the other party's ruthless and nitpicking look, his smile gradually calmed down. He tilted his head and looked at Chen Wenwen, turned his face and asked calmly: "What do Aunt Huang want to eat?"

"I'm not too hungry," Huang Yaqing took the scarf and patiently called her child to sit down. The waiter brought the menu over. Huang Yaqing took it with disgust, and then rushed to An Feng to complain: "Why are Fengfeng so late? Do you take my affairs to heart? I made an appointment with you a few times before, but the flight attendant always told me that you are in Iraq. I asked her to give her a mailing address, but she always refused to say that she didn't know?

How could she not know? You will talk about her, what's there to hide? Ah? We didn't come out before, so I was not in a hurry to go back to China recently, and the school is about to start. What's the point of not showing up? Fengfeng, you have to be conscientious in life. Without me, you can't leave the country. Now you are doing well, I beg you to help me, and you leave your aunt behind the door and ignore it..."

"Aunt Huang, the famous food here is chrysanthemum, dragon, tiger, phoenix, and cooked with three kinds of shredded pork, snake, cat, and chicken, and sweet dates. It tastes sweet and has the effect of nourishing the kidneys..." An Feng forced his insertion and interrupted the other party's words.

Huang Yaqing raised her eyebrows angrily, but she was about to lose her temper. Seeing her unyielding look, she slowly let down her breath and began to order food calmly.

An Feng quietly waited for the other party to order the dishes, and then explained softly: "Aunt Huang, is Iraq a battlefield? On the battlefield, where is the soldiers in? Can you tell outsiders? The soldiers' communications are not censored and modified, it is already too American. As for where I went to Iraq, I can't tell people yet, can you understand this?"

Huang Yaqing nodded and then complained: "I'm not waiting for New York, what are you going to Iraq?"

This sentence is not about caring about An Feng, but about being anxious if you have something to do.

"I graduated early and needed 200 hours of social service to successfully find a job and apply for a professional qualification certificate. Going to Iraq is a one-time and all-round approach, and there is no need to do additional social volunteers within 50 years. Besides, the reward for going to Iraq is high, $700 a day, and in two months, one year of tuition is enough."

An Feng explained that he felt annoyed when he was here. The person on the other side could not understand these and said what was the use of this. He hurriedly turned to the topic: "I drove a thousand kilometers today and just got all kinds of service certificates, so... Wenwen, have he quit?"

Huang Yaqing sighed and then added: "I don't care about this now..."

She suddenly approached An Feng and lowered her voice and said, "I have to go back tomorrow, I will hand over Wenwen to you. Cough cough, there were people around Wenwen to protect him, but now everyone has been removed. So, don't believe anyone who comes to Wenwen in the future, even if the person says it was arranged by me or Wenwen's father, don't believe it..."

A bad feeling slowly surged into An Feng's heart, but he didn't want to get into it too much, so he nodded immediately and said, "Okay, I understand, what do you think I sent him... to Lincoln City? Buffett graduated from Lincoln University. He now lives in Omaha, next to Lincoln City.

Oh, Lincoln City is a small city with the best social security. It is said that no vicious cases have occurred in the past century. Because there are few people in the city, there are outsiders who come and go, and they immediately get attention - it is a good place to hide and retire.

And there is very tolerant of international students, and international students can take buses for free. It is said that the mayor of the city claimed that international students paid high tuition fees and have contributed to the city, so public facilities are open to them for free…”

Huang Yaqing immediately nodded frequently: "This is the best, this is good. Wenwen should go to such a quiet and peaceful city... I will leave tomorrow, and it depends on you for transferring schools. As for Wenwen..."

An Feng immediately added: "I can't control Wenwen. Aunt Huang, this is the United States, Chen Wenwen is already an adult, I have no right to involve his actions, I have no right to restrain his behavior, I have no right to 'for his own good, so all I can do is send him to that quiet city and help him study in any city. Or I can arrange a few people to protect him, but that's all."

An Feng added a sentence in his heart: It will rain, and his mother will get married. He will jump, but I don’t care.

Huang Yaqing was a little sad, and no one could get excited about the next meal. Chen Wenwen didn't talk much during the meal. He came to the scene after Huang Yaqing left and started ordering dishes hard. He couldn't even place more than a dozen dishes tables. An Feng didn't dissuade him and just watched the other party's performance coldly.

"Why, can't see it anymore? I pay for this meal. I can't eat it, so I just look at it and see how their famous dishes are different from the photos." Chen Wenwen's eyes revealed a crazy look. He was deliberately provoking.

An Feng nodded at the other party with a smile on his face: "Oh, the meals here are usually AA, but since you are willing to pay, I thank you for your kindness... But I will never be embarrassed with you."

An Feng stood up, threw down the tablecloth, and looked down at Chen Wenwen: "I won't compete with you for your father. I'll go down and wait for you in the car. When will you calm down and get out by yourself. Of course, I won't stop you from leaving by yourself."

Chen Wenwen glared at An Feng fiercely, but An Feng didn't even glance at him at the corner of his eyes. He walked out of the restaurant on his own.

Just a clown, he thought he was highly valued, so others had to take care of his emotions, and An Feng didn't use his eyelids to add him. He promised to take care of the other party, but he didn't agree to be the other party's father. If he didn't let someone take care of him, An Feng would just get rid of the other party.
Chapter completed!