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Chapter 231 Harley

"There is a saying in China that the most dangerous place is the safest place. (《》, watch the latest update of this book) We didn't think that Caesar would hide the list in a rented room, but he actually sent a master like "Creen Moon" to guard the room. It seems that our judgment is wrong, and the judgment of "chess piece" may be correct. It turns out that the Chinese people know the Chinese people the best."

Rom reached out and dusted the ash on the ashtray and said lightly: "'chess pieces' gave me hope of finding the list, and it is necessary to help him solve the problem."

"'Crescent Moon' is not that easy to deal with," Anna reminded.

"Then let her mortal enemy deal with her." Rom stood up decisively and took out the phone, walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass, took out a number, dialed it in front of her ear, and looked at the sea in the distance waiting for a response.

After a while, someone answered the phone and a man's deep voice came from a Japanese voice, "Rom, what's the point?"

Rom also changed into Japanese and spoke fluently, "Hatsuke Masao, I have good news to tell you..."

I'm stuck here and listen to the reactions of the other person.

After waiting for a while, the man who called Hattori Masao on the phone knew that the other party would not be attentive, he slowly said, "What's the matter first."

"I know the whereabouts of the 'Crescent Moon'." Rom bit his cigar and smiled faintly.

Hattori Masao, who was kneeling on the tatami, froze his hands and said calmly: "What exchange do you want?"

"It's very simple, I want to know why you are looking for the 'Crescent Moon'." Rom's eyes flashed.

He was always curious about this matter. When "Creen Moon" was looking for Lin Zixian everywhere and asking for news from international idle people, Hattori Masao also found him to inquire about "Creen Moon". Because he heard that "Creen Moon" had a good relationship with Caesar, he asked for information from international idle people.

"Creen Moon" is a single person, but Hattori Masao represents one of the most mysterious organizations in Japan. Rom wanted to get a good match for Hattori Masao, so he secretly revealed the whereabouts of "Creen Moon" to Hattori Masao.

As a result, the "New Moon" was in danger and almost lost his life. The long scar behind the "New Moon" was left behind at that time.

Afterwards, Rom realized that things were not as simple as Hattori Masao said. Iga dispatched so many ninjas to hunt down the "Creen Moon" abroad. Is it really just because "Creen Moon" is Iga's traitor?

"This is our Iga family matter, there is nothing to tell you, you can change the conditions. //《》.com》 Novel Network//" Hattori Masao slowly poured tea into the teacup and said.

"Okay! I never force my friend." Rom held his cigar's palm on the glass wall and smiled: "I hope I can get three help from you Iga when I need help."

"If I can help, I don't mind giving you help. But..." Hattori Masao poured the tea into his mouth, raised his head and drank it all, put the cup on it, and said, "Last time, if this time is added, I can only promise to help you twice."

"Okay! I never force my friends to make a deal." Rom smiled and told the whereabouts of "Creen Moon".

Anna, who was standing by, smiled. It was a matter of killing two birds with one stone to help her solve the problem while also getting the promise of Leader Iga.

After Masao Hattori hung up the phone, he stretched out his hand and some of the two people standing left and right behind him bowed and took the phone.

Masao Hatto, wearing traditional Japanese samurai costume, stood up slowly, turned around and walked to the shrine of the ancestor tablet behind, knelt down, picked up three thin incense sticks, lit them on the eternal candle, then waved one hand and slapped the open flame on the incense head, and immediately saw the smoke curling.

After inserting three incense sticks into the incense burner, Hattori Masao put his palms together and bowed silently for a while before getting up and walking to the door of the room.

Two men, who were also wearing samurai costumes, immediately opened the sliding door left and right. There were lush mountains and fields outside, and the fresh air came to their faces, like a painting.

This is the deep mountains not too far from the ancient city of Kyoto, and it is also the base of the largest Japanese ninja faction, "Iga". Hattori Masao is the leader of the contemporary "Iga".

"You both heard what happened just now?" Hattori Masao looked at the mountains in the distance with his hands behind his back and said lightly.

"Hi!" The warriors around and around bowed.

"Ono, I'll give you another chance. If you fail again, don't come back to see me again." Hattori Masao said lightly with a expressionless face.

The thin man on the right bowed deeply, silently exited the room, and quickly left.

In the early morning, on the top of the villa area in the Mid-mountain Mountain, next to a brand new Harley motorcycle, Qiao Yun was wearing casual clothes and had long hair fluttering in the wind, as if she was watching the sunrise. In fact, she was staring at the road down the mountain.

"When she is in a bad mood, she always stands alone in a high place and looks at the East...She likes to ride Harley to chase the wind..."

The "Queen Bee" that Rom described to her has been in her mind. She kept wondering what kind of woman the woman who looked very similar to her was, why did she like to ride Harley to chase the wind, and why did she like to stand alone in a high place to look at the east?

During this period, Qiao Yun would always switch herself to the "Queen Bee" scene, wanting to find the feeling of that woman.

When she often stands on the top of a high mountain and looks out to the east, she vaguely feels an emotion called "neglect"; when she rides Harley in the wind, she feels a joy of chasing freedom.

Missing and pursuing freedom are Qiao Yun’s temporary understanding of the woman “Queen Bee”.

Although it is easy to imitate when standing in a high place, it is fake if someone can't see it. Harley motorcycles are nothing more than money, and this is the best solution, so she got one.

In the distance of the bustling city, when the rising sun rose on the horizon, the entire city was shrouded in golden light, and the familiar BMW figure was already driving towards the mountain.

Qiao Yun, wrapped in golden sunlight, immediately turned around and straddled the same golden motorcycle, put on sunglasses, put on her feet, pulled up her legs, started the Harley motorcycle, and turned around and rushed down the mountain with a 'tutu'.

Lin Zixian drove into the Qiao family compound. As soon as he got out of the car, he was holding a cigarette and leaning against the car while waiting for the boss to go to work, a Harley motorcycle drove past and parked at the door of the garage, but did not drive into the garage.

After Qiao Yun turned off the engine, she didn't even pull out the car keys. She got out of the car and walked along the path in the middle of the lawn toward the main hall.

The bright eyes behind the sunglasses peeked at Lin Zixian and found that Lin Zixian was staring at him with a complicated expression, and the cigarette in his mouth fell on the ground.

Qiao Yun took off her sunglasses and entered the room as if she hadn't seen anything.

Although she is not proficient in human affairs, she is a smart woman, otherwise she would not be able to become a strong woman in the business world. If she is used in places where she should not be used correctly, it is really a cruel thing for men.

In an instant, Lin Zixian's heart seemed to be squeezed hard by a bloody claw, and his heart felt ache. He wanted to forget something, but he was forced to remember it again.

His eyes were staring at the Harley Motorcycle parked at the garage door again, and his expression became a little dazed. A figure riding Harley was waving and laughing in front of him...

So much so that Qiao Yun changed her clothes for work and walked to the front of the car, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Qiao Yun, wearing a moon white suit, saw that he was staring at the Harley Motorcycle for a long time and didn't mean to leave, and said coldly: "If Vice Minister Lin doesn't want to send me away, I can drive to work by myself."

"Um?" Lin Zixian came to his senses and quickly got into the car, but his forehead accidentally hit the car door, covering his forehead with a hand, which made him lose his composure.

Qiao Yun glanced quietly. After sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Zixian turned his head and looked at her a little distracted again. It was not until Qiao Yun turned around and looked coldly that Lin Zixian rushed to leave the Qiao family courtyard in a hurry.

The car drove out of the winding mountain road. After entering the city, Lin Zixian put down the car window, lit a cigarette and took a few deep breaths, calmed down, pretended to be careless and asked, "Why do you fall in love with riding a motorcycle?"

Qiao Yun also said coldly disagreed: "I watched an American drama some time ago and thought the Harley Motorcycle was good, so I bought it and played around every morning and evening."

"Oh! That's right!" Lin Zixian coughed dryly and asked again: "Do you ride out to have fun every morning and evening?"

"I don't have time to play normally, so I can play around in the morning and evening every day. I can only walk around the winding mountain road in the villa area in the Mid-mountain Mountains. It's not safe for me to get downstairs." Qiao Yun said lightly.

The two have known each other for so long, but it seems that this is the first time they have found a common topic. The topic always revolves around Harley motorcycles.

Lin Zixian's car speed has also slowed down a lot. I don't know if he is thinking about the discomfort that Qiao Yun said yesterday, or if he wants to ask more about motorcycles.

After sending Qiao Yun to the company, he did not leave, and casually followed Qiao Yun into the elevator.

When he was upstairs and followed Qiao Yun's office, Qiao Yun suddenly turned around and looked at him and asked lightly: "Is there anything wrong with Vice Minister Lin?"

"It's okay, come to you to surf the Internet." Lin Zixian pointed to his desk, walked down and turned on the computer.

Qiao Yun didn't say anything, nor did she look at Lin Zixian again, and became busy at the desk. However, she could feel that Lin Zixian was peeping at her from time to time, so she became more serious and became really serious, pretending to be careless and really got into work.

Lin Zixian touched the keyboard and logged into QQ, but was a little absent-minded and lost the elegance of looking for beauties to type and chat everywhere.

Not long after, Qiao Yun pressed the phone and summoned him. Stefanie Liu came in with a few documents in her arms, nodded at Lin Zixian and smiled, "Hello, Deputy Minister Lin!"

She walked to Qiao Yun's desk and put down the documents, picked up the documents that Qiao Yun signed. Before leaving, she suddenly frowned and said, "Mr. Qiao, several translators from the translation department suddenly went on vacation together. I found the chief and said that you may need a French translation when you go to Canada for business. You asked him to call the French translation back, but he said you need to nod."

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