Chapter 192 The Wrath of the National African Bureau

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In the howling autumn wind, fallen leaves were flying, and an autumn rain came suddenly.

The raindrops fell on the asphalt road, splashing little by little, converging into trickling streams, washing the haze and dust in the air.

A black commercial vehicle with a license plate from the Central Plains slowly drove into the square of the Martyrs Memorial Hall.

A young man with a sunny and handsome appearance got out of the car first. His eyes are clear and bright, he is wearing a solemn and straight black suit, with a fresh white chrysanthemum pinned to his chest. There is also a fluffy little ferret on his shoulder, which looks very energetic and handsome. Stepping on the stagnant water, he propped up a black umbrella, opened the car door like a gentleman, and covered the gap with the umbrella.

A woman wearing a solemn black dress and top hat stepped out of the car, with a curvaceous figure. She was dressed without makeup, but it was difficult to conceal her charming and charming dimple. It's just that in her delicate and beautiful eyes, there was a hint of sadness.

This pair of men and women whose appearance is enough to attract people's attention is naturally Wang Yan and Wu Ya'ange, the capable officers of the East China Branch of the State African Bureau.

After that continuous and extremely dangerous battle, both of them were seriously injured and exhausted. The Central China Branch arranged for him to be treated in a dedicated hospital for several days.

With excellent medical technology, and the vitality of superpowers far beyond ordinary people. The two of them had already recovered to seven or eighty-eight, and they were not afraid of another fierce battle.

Today is the first seven days for Sun Shu, a colleague of the State African Bureau.

Of course Wang Yan and Wu Ya'ange would come to offer their condolences. Wang Yan took out two wreaths from the back of the commercial vehicle.

In the pattering autumn rain, two rows of men in black suits guarded the mourning hall, all of them looked solemn and sad, but they kept vigilant on the scene. Obviously, these guards were members of the Special Service Brigade of the Central China Branch. They are all elites in the army, and they specialize in cooperating with power users to carry out various operations.

Sun Shu is an old member of the Central China Branch, and he is very familiar with these special service brigade members.

The two entered the mourning hall all the way. Under the arrangement of the staff of the Central China Branch, the wreaths were placed, black gauze was fastened on their arms, and they walked towards the mourning hall.

In the center of the mourning hall, there is a black and white photo of Sun Shu. In the photo, Sun Shu has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an honest face. He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man from China.

On the side of the mourning hall, there are also two women wrapped in white clothes and wearing linen and filial piety. They bowed their heads, sobbing softly. Obviously, this is Sun Shu's widow and orphan. At this time, the staff of the Central China Branch came over and explained the identities of Wang Yan and Wu Ya'ange to them in a low voice.

Even when Wang Yan saw Sun Shu's face for the first time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. That man, who was unknown when he was alive, has been working hard to protect the safety of the country and the people. But this time he died at the hands of the big devil, but there was not even a complete body.

Wuya Ange, who had worked closely with Sun Shu, couldn't suppress her grief, shrugging her shoulders and sobbing softly.

Wang Yan pulled her lightly, and they put incense on Sun Shu together, and bowed deeply. Wang Yan felt a little sad in his heart, but he could only say one thing silently, the demon lord has been eliminated, brother Sun Shu! farewell.

At the same time, the two family members dressed in mourning and sackcloth burst into tears and knelt deeply to return the gift.

After praying three times in a row, the family members of the other party returned three salutes.

Only then did Wang Yan pull Wu Ya'ange to stand up, and walked two quick steps, and Wu Ya'ange went to help the two weeping family members up. Wang Yan said comfortingly in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, niece. Let's mourn and take care of your health. Brother Sun is a hero who sacrificed for the country. His feats have saved the lives of many ordinary people."

At the same time, they each stuffed money in cowhide envelopes. Although not much, it is a traditional custom and a little heart.

Wu Ya'ange also suppressed her grief and comforted her in a low voice.

"Brother Wang, Miss An Ge, thank you for coming to see him off."

Sister-in-law Sun returned the gift with a sob. She is about forty years old, has a dignified appearance, and is obviously a gentle and virtuous wife.

"Uncle Wang, Miss An Ge, thank you for coming to see Dad off." Sun Shu's daughter, who was all filial, returned the gift convulsively.

It's just that the word Uncle Wang made Wang Yan's heart twitch slightly. After living for more than 20 years, it was the first time that a girl called him uncle. Wang Yan saw that she was about sixteen or seventeen years old, she looked clean and pure, her eyes were red from crying, which made people feel a little pity.

But she and Sun Shu can be regarded as colleagues in the same system, and it is appropriate for her to call her Uncle Wang according to the rules.

Wang Yan sighed inwardly. Sun Shu's departure would certainly be a huge loss to the country and the Bureau of African Affairs. But for this small family, the sky is undoubtedly falling. One can imagine the grief and despair in the hearts of their mother and daughter at this time.

He took out a piece of paper, wrote down his phone number and gave it to Mrs. Sun, and said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, I know that the bureau leaders will arrange for you properly. But if you encounter some trivial matters that you don't want to bother the bureau, you can Make this call, and I can do my best at any time."

What Wang Yan thought in his heart was that he could try his best and do more things, hoping to give them more warmth.

After some heartfelt relief, Wang Yan and Wu Ya Ange retreated to the guest resting place. After the two were seated, staff from the State African Affairs Bureau came to make tea. However, neither of them spoke, both of them were shrouded in a faint grief.

The condolences are still going on, and the guests have arrived at the scene one after another.

Suddenly, there was a burst of heavy security. A group of guards walked in, surrounded by two imposing figures. Wang Yan looked up and saw that the two people who came were Feng Yuande, the director of the East China Branch, and Li Fanming, the director of the Central China Branch. Due to the gap in age and qualifications, Li Fanming deliberately lagged behind by half a step.

According to the etiquette, the two bureau chiefs bowed to condolences to Sun Shu, and then comforted the family members. Finally, when they came to the guest area, they sat next to Wang Yan and Wu Ya Ange.

"Director Feng, Director Li, hello." Wang Yan greeted politely.

As for Wu Ya Ange, he was depressed and ignored the two directors.

"Xiao Yan, An Ge. I have already received your task briefing, and I have worked hard for you this time." Feng Yuande said with a solemn and angry face, "I never thought that criminals would be so ignorant of the law and go crazy. Fortunately, you are alert and decisive, In the end, the criminals were brought to justice and a greater crisis was avoided."

"Director Feng is overrated." Wang Yan said calmly and modestly, "This is the responsibility of me and Sister An Ge. It's just the sacrifice of Brother Sun Shu, which is really regrettable."

"That's right, there are so many variables in this mission that we didn't expect. Xiao Yan, An Ge, thank you very much for avenging Sun Shu." Li Fanming said with a rather gloomy expression, "But , although the culprit has been brought to justice. But it is the notorious FBG company that really promoted this tragedy. I, Li Fanming, will not let this matter go. I will report to the headquarters and apply for an all-round investigation on FBG company. hit."

"Xiao Li, add my name to the application report." Feng Yuande's eyes also showed a trace of murderous intent, "FBG's hands are getting longer and longer, and it is becoming more and more unscrupulous. If we don't come to some cruel hands , I’m afraid it will make people think that our State African Bureau is made of mud.”

The ferocity of the two bosses made the blood in Wang Yan's chest boil for a while. This is the domineering and demeanor that our China African Bureau should have. His eyes are bright and his breathing is slightly rapid. He said: "Director Feng, the counterattack plan is counted Me alone."

"Xiao Yan, I know you want to contribute to the country and fight against hostile terrorists." Feng Yuande patted him on the shoulder lightly, and smiled kindly, "However, you have performed too many missions recently, and you are still hurting yourself. This time, you should take a good rest, recuperate, and settle yourself down. Don't worry, you will be busy in the future."

Wang Yan's face suddenly became a little bitter. He was excluded from such a big event.

"Young man, don't be discouraged." Li Fanming also patted Wang Yan on the shoulder and said, "The Central China Branch has always been famous for its abundance of talents, and Mr. Feng has too many capable generals at his disposal. Why don't you transfer to my Central China Branch? Guarantee that the mission is up to you."

Feng Yuande was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, and his eyes killed him fiercely: "Xiao Lizi, it's your fault. In front of me, you dare to poach the seed general of my sub-bureau?"

"Mr. Feng, your East China branch can't feed him enough, and you don't allow people to eat wild food outside?" Li Fanming teased indifferently, "This young man is so energetic, naturally he has to find some work for him."

"Hmph, who said that our bureau is not alive?" Feng Yuande gave him a dissatisfied look, and then said to Wang Yan, "Xiao Yan, you have a very important task to do these few days."

Wang Yan cheered up, and leaned over with interest and said, "Old man, what mission are you talking about?"

The word "important" made him excited and ready to fight. Ever since he was hit by the meteor and became an awakened person, Wang Yan felt that he had become more and more belligerent.

"It's a very important task, and only you in this world can complete it." Feng Yuande took a sip of tea and said mysteriously, "But I can't tell you yet."

Wang Yan was dizzy, you are a dignified bureau chief, is it really okay to be so appetizing?

While they were talking here, the funeral master of ceremonies shouted from outside: "The honored guest is here to express condolences, and the family members are preparing to..."

Under the leadership of several staff members in black suits, the Yunshan people, who were dressed in black and white Taoist robes, showed an elegant and fairy appearance, and the corpse Taoists, who were dressed in black robes and had a sinister air, walked in hand in hand. Especially behind the corpse Taoist's buttocks, there was a yellow earth dog following him.

The earth dog had some spirit, and squatted obediently on the side, waiting for its master.

"Senior Corpse!?"

Wang Yan's heart tightened, why did he come? Having suffered such a huge change, I don't know if he has come out of the haze in his heart.

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