Chapter 531 CIA Agent

But then he felt that it was impossible for U.S. agents to target him. First, he was not an agent and would not be recorded on the record. Second, no one knew about his trip to the U.S. except for a limited number of people such as the head of state. , so there is no possibility of leaking whereabouts.

Then the only possibility is that the person in the car behind is either Murong Xinyue or Shangguan Gao Fei.

With a thought, he opened the magical power of perspective.

Followed by a Chevrolet car behind, there were only two people in the car, a serious-looking middle-aged white man, and a tall black youth.

His eyes went straight through their suits to the papers in their pockets.

"It's someone from the CIA."

CIA Abbreviation for the Central Intelligence Agency of the United States. The Central Intelligence Agency is one of the three major intelligence agencies in the United States. Its main task is to openly and secretly collect and analyze information on foreign governments, companies, terrorist organizations, individuals, politics, culture, technology, etc. , coordinating the activities of other domestic intelligence agencies, and reporting this intelligence to the work of various departments of the U.S. government.

The power of the CIA is so great that sometimes the President of the United States cannot interfere with their actions.

Song Yan retracted his gaze and quietly looked at Murong Xinyue and Shangguan Gao Fei.

Murong Xinyue's expression was as usual.

On the contrary, Shangguan Gao Fei's eyes glanced vaguely at the reflective environment, and there was a little more anxiety and unease in his eyes.

Now, Song Yan was almost certain that the two CIA agents who followed them were targeting Shangguan Gao Fei.

Why did the CIA agents track Shangguan Gao Fei, is she an agent or an intelligence officer of another country?

Thinking of this, Song Yan turned on the power of perspective again and looked at the high leather boots of Shangguan Gao Fei.

A sharp army thorn is hidden in the left boot, and a small pistol is hidden in the right boot.

At this time, Song Yan was completely certain that Shangguan Gao Fei was not an ordinary person, but most of them were secret agents or intelligence personnel, so she didn't know which country she served.

Song Yan came to the United States with a special mission. Since Shangguan Gao Fei was targeted by the CIA, his best choice was to get out as soon as possible, so as to avoid unforeseen complications.

After half an hour.

Shangguan Gao Fei drove Song Yan and Murong Xinyue to a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown and stopped.

"Don't look at the size of this restaurant, but the dishes are so authentic that it's hard to eat even in China!" Shangguan Gao Fei introduced Song Yan and Murong Xinyue.

"Really? Then I'm going to slaughter you!" Murong Xinyue waved her fist and said, she should pay attention to her image on any occasion in the country. After she came to the United States, she was all for it It's a lot easier, and I don't have to wear a mask anymore.

"You're a star, aren't you afraid of getting fat?" Shangguan Gao Fei joked.

"Don't be afraid, I have a special physique, no matter how much I eat, I won't gain weight." Murong Xinyue looked proud.

While talking, the three walked into this Chinese restaurant.

The two CIA agents who followed Shangguan Gao Fei also parked nearby and walked towards the restaurant.

So blatant, it seems that they have obtained favorable evidence for Shangguan Gao Fei and are ready to arrest him.

Thinking of this, Song Yan looked at Shangguan Gao Fei, and sure enough, her expression became more and more restless.

"Miss Shanggu, you are here, please come in!"

A middle-aged man wearing a chef's hat greeted him with a smile on his face, and said politely, his accent had a southern Fujian flavor, and he should have come from southern Fujian.

Shangguan Gao Fei smiled and said, "Old Zhou, these two are my friends from China. You must cook some good dishes."

"Definitely, definitely!" Lao Zhou nodded and said to Song Yan with a smile, "Welcome two compatriots to Los Angeles, I'm the owner and chef of this restaurant...!"

After a brief exchange, the three of them were seated, and Lao Zhou personally took the teapot and mixed tea for the three of them.

Song Yan was a little strange. Since the food in this restaurant is quite authentic, why is the business so light? Knowing that it is meal time, there is actually no customer in the restaurant other than theirs.

"Old Zhou, what's the matter, why is no one here to eat?" Shangguan Gao Fei also discovered this problem and asked.

"Hey." Lao Zhou sighed with a sad face: "My shop was spotted by the people from the Speeders, and they asked me to transfer the shop to them, but I didn't agree, so they sent people over to make trouble every day, and tossed it for a few days. Next time, who would dare to come to my shop to eat, I am afraid that it will not be long before my shop closes down!"

Speaking of this, Lao Zhou's tone was filled with helplessness and grief.

The slogan of freedom in the United States is loud and clear. In fact, it is very easy for the Chinese to be despised and ostracized here.

Because the Chinese are famous for being hard-working and demanding low wages, many Americans even clamored to expel the Chinese, because their jobs were all robbed by the Chinese.

In contemporary times, most Yanhuang people are proud of going abroad or getting a green card from the United States. Even many people who have obtained a green card think that they will be superior to others. In fact, in the eyes of most Americans, Yanhuang people are a lowly race.

Yanhuang is a backward country, all factories can only produce socks and shirts.

"Crack! Those bastards are too hateful!" Shangguan Gao Fei scolded while patting the table.

And Murong Xinyue also showed a look of righteous indignation and said, "Did you not call the police, Lao Zhou?"

"Why didn't you report it!" Lao Zhou's expression was even more helpless, and a little more angry: "Those American policemen are just here and there, and before they arrived, those grandsons slipped away and waited for the police. As soon as they left, they came again!"

"Isn't the American police the fastest police officer?" Murong Xinyue asked in surprise.

Shangguan Gao Fei sneered: "Xiaoyue'er, you are too naive, the US police are the police of the US, and they are not so concerned about our Chinese affairs. If I am not mistaken, the people of the speeding party should be with the US. The police have some collusion!"

"Who said it wasn't, I also heard that there was a collusion between the Bikers and the police!" Old Zhou said with deep conviction.

On the other hand, Murong Xinyue was stunned when she heard it.

"What are your plans for the future, Lao Zhou?" Murong Xinyue asked again.

Old Zhou said bitterly, "What else can I do, my arms can't twist my thighs, so I can only sell the store back. I've been looking for a receiver these days, but the bastards from the Biker Party are making trouble, and no one has ever dared to take over! "

At this moment, the two CIA agents walked into the restaurant, and Lao Zhou said sorry to the three and hurried up to greet them.

When Shangguan Gao Fei saw the two detectives blatantly coming to the restaurant, his face was slightly pale, and he was thinking about how to escape. However, if everyone dared to appear in the restaurant, it must have been arranged, just wait. arrest.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but have a look of determination in her eyes, and she subconsciously wanted to touch the pistol in her boots.