Chapter 223: Temporary Recruitment

Qingyang University, teaching building No. 2, in the database principle course, Nan Ming, Su Hongyi and Han Dong lazily lay in the back row, Nan Ming was catching up on sleep, and Su Hongyi was holding the book "Deciphering the World's Most Dangerous Mercenary" , I was mesmerized watching it, and when I got excited, I couldn't help but slapped the table.

Han Dong was also lying on his stomach, but now he was patted awake, and he said angrily: "I still don't let people sleep, can you be quiet!"

Today is Saturday, two days ago, in order to help Nan Ming and the others install the supercomputer, the courses of the entire School of Computer Science and Information Technology were completely messed up, and Saturday began to make up for the missed class hours.

These three people have skipped classes too much, so hurry up and get familiar with them, this three-person group of skipping classes is almost being complained to death by their classmates, if they don't come again, they will be expelled from the class up.

Han Dong suddenly felt that the surroundings were very quiet, and felt something was wrong. When he looked up, his eyes widened.

Liu Nanchuan was standing beside them, looking at the three of them.

Liu Nanchuan was all smiles, so enthusiastic that he could melt a glacier. He sat on an empty table in front of the two of them, and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at? So seriously? Oh, I said it, you guys are my classmate." You don't have to use three."

A joke, let people who can assemble a supercomputer in one day come to the database principle of basic courses?

Isn't this a waste of time?

As for what I said before to let them fail the exam, don't even mention it.

In fact, at this moment, Liu Nanchuan is begging these three people, no matter who they are, to be his students.

Su Hongyi chuckled, scratched his head, turned the book over, and showed Liu Nanchuan the cover, Liu Nanchuan took it over and flipped through it, and said, "Tsk tsk, this romance is too powerful, this mercenary is so powerful, What do you need the regular army for? I guess it’s all rumors.”

"Who knows, it's too far away from us anyway, it's impossible to meet in this life." Su Hongyi said with a smile.

At this moment, the buzzing mobile phone vibrated, Nan Ming picked up the phone and lowered his voice, "Hey, I'm in class, why are you calling me? It would be miserable if the teacher heard it."

Liu Nanchuan sat beside Nan Ming speechlessly, looking at the sleepy Nan Ming, I'm right here, Master Nan Ming!

"What? Car racing? Not interested, I don't want to be tricked by you again." Nan Ming directly refused.

"You said it's not your car racing, but watching the drift race? Would it be fun?" Nan Ming hesitated.

For Nanming now, replenishing energy should be eclectic, and being able to have novel experiences is also a way to replenish energy.

So Nan Ming was a little moved.

The caller was Lu Rongrong, a brat. Today is Saturday, and Lu Rongrong doesn't have class, so he thought he would call Nanming to watch the drift race.

In another city less than 100 kilometers to the east of Qingyang, there is an international racing track. Today there will be an international drift competition in China.

"Okay, come and pick me up." Nan Ming hung up the phone and started to turn his head, wanting to ask the teacher for leave.

"Go, go, go and have fun!" Liu Nanchuan quickly stood up, as attentive as an old lady.

Not long after, Lu Rongrong drove to Qingyang University, and there was another brat, He Cunping, who came with him.

Lu Rongrong has just returned to China, and has no friends of the same age, but has a good relationship with He Cunping.

This time Lu Rongrong didn't drive his red BMW again, he drove an ordinary black private car, Nan Ming jumped into the car, before the car started, someone pulled the co-pilot away and sat in it, it was Zhao Gaofeng .

Zhao Gaofeng didn't worry about these two brats taking Nan Ming out.

So when Qing Linqiu called Nan Ming, Nan Ming's answer was: "Ah, I'm not at school, I'm at the racing track, come on!"

Qing Linqiu stared wide-eyed, Nan Ming will also go to watch the race car? It's not like his style. If it was Chen Haocong, he would definitely like it.

But he still said to the driver: "Go to the International Circuit."

...

Joe McGovern sat in the back seat of the car, watching this huge and slightly messy city.

While watching, he was thinking about it.

McGovern was born in the FBI and was an excellent agent. Even within the FBI, he had outstanding performance.

This time I came to China to hunt down an international drug dealer.

It is said that this drug dealer once appeared in Qingyang, but the news is not known to be true or not.

Therefore, he submitted an application to China through Interpol, and the Central Bureau of China approved the application, and then transferred his application to the Cheongyang Police for cooperation.

This should have been just an ordinary cross-border business trip, just like the previous dozens of times. He went to various countries, and then showed his superb professional knowledge. While the locals were stunned, he captured the prisoners gorgeously and escorted them back to the country.

But this time on the plane, something changed.

As soon as he boarded the plane, the stewardess invited him to a separate small room in the name of inspection. A man in the captain's uniform was waiting for him, and the first words he said when he saw him were.

"Mr. McGovern, have you ever applied to the CIA?"

"It was decades ago." McGovern is a proud person. Since he was rejected by the CIA, he never continued to apply, but went to the FBI to make a living.

"As long as you have applied, you are now recruited."

McGovern was stunned, how did this trick change?

I like McGovern because he is a person with no bad record and a clean net worth. However, he has enough discipline and execution ability in the FBI's law enforcement all the year round, so he is the most suitable candidate.

Moreover, McGovern's application was filed a few weeks ago, so it is not easy to be suspicious.

In a situation where it is difficult for professional spies to infiltrate, recruiting such a person is the best choice.

"Why?" McGovern was a little annoyed.

"Because you are the best. The achievements you have achieved, even if they are placed in the CIA, can still be ranked in the top five. Working in the FBI is a waste of your talent."

"Also because you have a patriotic heart, your country needs you now."

Then, when he got off the plane, McGovern had gone from McGovern of the FBI to McGovern of the CIA.

His first task has also changed from arresting drug dealers to hunting down a person whose identity is unknown and who has a strange program comparable to the eye of God.

"I can't do this kind of thing alone," McGovern said.

"Of course, we will try our best to give you some help, and you also have some helpers. A few years ago, a team once snatched an important target from our CIA. They should have been charged with leaking secrets and treason, but I helped They got away with it, they owe me a favor, this team is the best, and now they're in a car race."

"This is an……"

"The racing team, or the underground racing team, is now beginning to transition to participate in official racing."

McGovern's eyes widened: "What's the use of such a team?"

"This team has computer experts, mechanics, vehicles and the best drivers in the world. Each of them is the best shooter. The target they robbed last time is the leader of a terrorist organization. .Do you think such a team is useless?"

The captain handed McGovern a small badge: "Take this, show any of them, and convince them."

"But be careful, the Chinese are very cunning." Finally, the captain warned him.

"It's just a group of yellow-skinned monkeys." McGovern sneered.

His impression of China is that it is ignorant and backward, and in several exchanges with the Chinese police, he has the impression that the Chinese police have backward equipment, poor quality of personnel, and lack of professional knowledge.

"I hope they can obey my orders and not delay." This was McGovern's thought, "At least they know how to obey orders."

The Qingyang police took this cross-border pursuit of McGovern very seriously, and reported it to the hall, mobilizing several best policemen, including Chen Wei.

The thinking of the Qingyang police is very simple, that is, they should not lose people, let alone throw them internationally.

On Saturday morning, Chen Wei drove to Qingyang, met He Shan, and went to receive McGovern with several other outstanding policemen, and cooperated with his pursuit mission.

For the Qingyang police, being able to catch this international drug dealer is also a major event.

When Chen Wei and others saw McGovern, their first impression was: a bald eagle.

McGovern is six feet five inches (1.93 meters) tall, with short straight white hair, thick lines, and sharp eyes. He is a rare middle-aged man among Westerners who has not bald. (To be continued.)