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A piece of common sense in the world of night battles can be regarded as some kind of established rule.

　　—'Leave everything to the night'.

　　 After all, unless it’s a place where you don’t have to worry about exposure, otherwise you can only use some of the more concealed abilities to make small noises during the day, which often can’t solve the problem at all.

　　 It’s true... even if there is a high degree of information control at the national level and official power,

　　 But are you really afraid that the trouble will not end...

　　 Affected by the active emotions last night, I heard Selika’s rhetorical question,

　　 Fang Ran was slightly ashamed.

　　 "Since we already know that the stolen contract has not been destroyed by the other party, and it is in Calgary now, then we don't need to rush now,"

　　 "The other party must have known that we are coming, maybe they will be ready to wait for us somewhere now,"

　　 Holding the expensive and awful coffee at the airport, Selika spoke casually:

　　 "Investigate where it is hidden. It will be more convenient to move in the evening."

　　 "By the way, since there is such a method of relying on hunch, we can't directly ask where the contract is..."

　　 No... then it is no longer a premonition but a prophecy...

　　 Listening to Annabella leaning back on her chair, she was lazy, and Fang Ran silently complained about her troublesome thoughts.

　　 Thinking of determining the specific location of a thing in the world out of thin air, it is estimated that only Grandma Water can do it...

　　 "It is a huge gain to be able to confirm this status quo, don't expect more, as long as the contract is indeed in this city,"

　　 "Then we should be able to find clues soon."

　　 Listening to Selika saying this, she also knows that there is no such good thing in the world to get the precise location directly. Annabella hummed lightly with her arms around her.

　　 On the other side, there was a light and relaxed expression on his face.

　　 "That said, before the signing of the meeting, we should be able to get back the contract smoothly this time."

　　 When he heard his words, he was slightly speechless against his simple optimism, Selika glanced at Fang Ran and reminded.

　　 "You seem to have completely forgotten that we are going to deal with the overlord of North America. Finding a clue does not mean that you can get it back smoothly. Even with the existence of that trump card, there is no guarantee that the other party will not destroy the contract in a hurry."

　　 This time he was straightforward and straightforward to pick out the conclusion.

　　 "From the moment this thing is stolen, it is doomed to an end that is basically impossible to find."

　　 Is that true...

　　 Hearing Selika's conclusion, Fang Ran didn't think too much about it.

　　 "Don't think about the things that are destined to be difficult to achieve, since you have to wait until the evening to act,"

　　I should have known this kind of thing for a long time. Annabella got up and sat beside Fang Ran like a stranger, her eyes lit up with an ambiguous discourse.

　　 The whole body exudes the temptation that is different from the good wife and the mother, and belongs to the coquettish bad woman.

　　 "Little handsome guy, do you want to go on a date with me now?"

　　 Seeing her actions like this, Lynn, who had been sitting on the opposite side and routinely closed the microphone, raised her head and glanced up, but Fang Ran directly felt her body numb.

　　 Without the blessing of vodka, there is no such thing as the "Crazy Evil Charm" of last night.

　　 "Ah... that... I suddenly remembered that I'll be okay in a while."

　　 Fang Ran moved his gaze away and scratched his cheeks with shame, but he was not in a hurry to ‘chase’. He looked at him differently from last night.

　　Annabella felt the color of her interesting eyes fade slightly.

　　 "Then the thing to be confirmed is no longer necessary, the next thing is to wait until the evening and go to the tavern here to investigate clues about that guy,"

　　 Relying on the ‘magical conch’, he knew the most critical information of the current situation and determined the next action.

　　 "Then let's go now."

　　 Selika put down the coffee cup and got up first from the seat.

　　 As the only man present, Fang Ran took out one of the remaining mission funds from buying intelligence last night, and put it on the table together with a tip, and paid the bill together.

　　 The whole process is quite free and easy, after all, even the tip and tickets of ten thousand dollars have been spent.

　　 He doesn't care about this little money at all,

　　Fang, the concept of consumption has expanded, of course.

　　 Then, at the moment when he finished doing this, he wanted to get up and follow Serika,

　　 Suddenly, Fang Ran felt an unfamiliar sight converge on him.

Um?

　　 didn't feel malice, it was just an accident, Fang Ran looked up a little strangely.

　　 Then the eyes behind the sunglasses were taken aback.

　　 The source of the line of sight found by his gaze was not someone who seemed to exude a dangerous aura, and he did not perceive the same kind of aura.

　　 dressed in luxurious and restrained white winter clothes, she wore elegant gloves that looked like a rich man, followed by assistants and bodyguards.

　　 On the slender and demure white face, delicate glasses and calm eyes,

　　 showed a sense of erudition and calmness.

　　 I didn’t expect it to be such a figure, that expensive but not arrogant but knowledgeable temperament looks very unusual, vaguely as if there is a sense of sight that I have seen somewhere,

　　 and she is walking towards herself.

　　 "I didn't expect to meet here by chance."

　　 was surprised, watching the other person sitting in front of him,

　　 The squatting movements of the grocery shopping lady and the model girl are absolutely different. The woman in front of you makes you feel dignified in every move.

　　 Listening to her quiet English intonation translated into formal words in the earphones, she noticed that the direction she came was the disembarkation channel of the private jet.

　　 Fang Ran glanced at the assistants and bodyguards standing behind her, confirming that they were all doubts and hesitations of ordinary people:

"You are....?"

　　 There are no fluctuations on the faces of the white and thin European and American people. The young woman who looks erudite and elegant speaks calmly:

　　 "It looks like Mr. Executive, UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't care about the names and looks of other people."

　　 Listening to the other person’s address to herself, she roughly confirmed that she is the character on Fiesde’s side. She was surprised that she did not hide the distrust, strong surprise, or nervous awe of herself like other people.

　　 I don't know if it is an illusion, Fang Ran always feels that she has a kind of "thorn" in her attitude.

　　 "Then what do you want?"

　　 "No, just out of courtesy during the occasional encounter, just a few words of greetings with you, Mr. Executive,"

　　 Sitting in the seat upright, the young woman’s formal speaking style, combined with her unhurried tone of voice, constitutes a peaceful and quiet aura.

　　 Then, after removing the lens, his eyes looked directly at Fang Ran and said:

　　 "But I don't agree with your existence."

　　 The moment he heard these words, Fang Ran's eyes were slightly stagnant.

　　 The figure of Zhuang Xianjing at the front end of the strange face so directly said his denial,

　　 "You look like a child who has come to an amusement park for the first time, and everything you see in novelty is active, but as a participant,"

　　 Then, while slightly stunned, when she heard her getting up, those eyes were watching her last words.

　　 "You don't even know what these all mean."