Hello, Mr. Major General

Chapter Six Hundred and Eighth Vote

Huo Shaoheng suffered some skin trauma to his abdomen during the explosion that night, although it was not serious, but because he planned to assassinate Sean again, the skin trauma was not treated in time, and it further deteriorated.

For the past half month, he has been recuperating in the apartment.

He had a high fever for several days as the wound worsened and became infected, but not to the point of unconsciousness.

Definitely not going to the hospital.

He is very clear that American hospitals are obliged to report to the police station for injuries and illnesses caused by gunshot wounds, burns and explosions.

As soon as he goes to the hospital, he will reveal his condition.

He couldn't let those people know he was hurt.

Besides, it's really not a serious injury.

When they go out to perform tasks, they all carry various special anti-inflammatory drugs specially prepared by the Special Operations Department.

He was recuperating in the apartment alone, changing his dressing on time, and his wound healed quickly.

This time, the gauze was removed, so there was no need to wrap it up again.

He looked in the mirror, and there were a few scars on his strong abdominal muscles, which couldn't be seen unless he looked carefully.

This injury is nothing, he calmly threw the gauze into the stainless steel trash can, cut the lighter, burned the gauze, and poured the ashes into the toilet to flush away.

After tidying up everything, I was a little tired, so I lay down on the sofa and closed my eyes to rest.

An arm rests on the forehead, covering the eyes, and the sunlight coming in through the window is a bit dazzling.

He knew very well that for him and his comrades, if the mission failed, there was only one way out, which was death, the body was destroyed, and even the ashes could not be found.

His position is even more different. This is an industry where only success is allowed and failure is not allowed.

This time he was betrayed and fell into someone else's trap because of his negligence.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, turned light into darkness, escaped the opponent's pursuit all the way, and turned back to win a strong helping hand for himself.

Half a month has passed since he got rid of Sean.

Huo Shaoheng did not dispatch again, but waited patiently to recuperate in his high-end apartment in New Jersey.

Counting the time, it has been almost half a month since James took the position of director of the CIA's Asia Intelligence Division.

If he guessed right, James should have tried to contact him.

Huo Shaoheng tidied himself up, put on a black Polo from Ralph-Lauren, khaki slacks, big sunglasses, and a tennis bag with him, and drove a rented Mercedes-Benz SUV to Long Island, New York.

The place of contact he agreed with James was at Tan Guiren's villa in Long Island, New York. He told Mr. Gu and explained this to Tan Guiren.

Of course, he deliberately gave Tan Guiren the news, and intentionally did not leave Tan Guiren his contact information.

In this way, when James contacted Tan Guiren to find him, Tan Guiren would definitely try to deliver the letter to him, but without his contact method, he could only ask her parents in China for the letter.

Huo Shaoheng wanted to use this method to stimulate the domestic traitor who betrayed him, because he judged that the traitor must have something to do with the person who encouraged the Tan family.

If it wasn't for this person, the Tan family would not have been thinking of asking the top military officials to ask Huo Shaoheng to come to New York to save people in person.

As long as the people behind the Tan family surface, the traitor's whereabouts will not be far away.

Waiting for half a month is to allow this matter to have time to ferment in the country.

And he kept not showing his face, so the other party would be anxious, and only when he was anxious would he make faint moves and expose himself.

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New York in mid-August is very hot, and the incandescent sun makes people dizzy.

Driving over on the seaside road in Long Island, Huo Shaoheng looked around vigilantly.

There is a device in the car to detect radio monitoring equipment, but there is no response at all when driving all the way.

He remembered that when he came last time, there were still many CIA agents monitoring the Tan family overtly and secretly.

Parking the car near the tennis court in the villa area, Huo Shaoheng went to play a few rounds of indoor tennis, observed the surrounding situation, and then came to Tan Guiren's villa and rang the doorbell.

A middle-aged woman in her forties who looked like a maid came over and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Looking for your lady, just say that Mr. Gu is visiting." Huo Shaoheng smiled slightly, turned the tennis racket in his hand and tapped it twice on the palm of his hand.

When Tan Guiren heard that "Mr. Gu" was coming, his heart moved, he quickly put on his shoes, got up and ran out.

Seeing Huo Shaoheng's tall figure standing in front of the iron gate, Tan Guiren suddenly felt a little wet in his eyes.

In the past half month, Tan Guiren was anxious to death.

She contacted her parents in China and asked them to find Huo Shaoheng's contact information.

In the end, she did find Huo Shaoheng's phone number and email address, but no matter whether she called or sent an email, she never heard from her.

She almost avoided Huo Shaoheng from now on on purpose...

Unexpectedly, he finally appeared.

Tan Guiren walked over quickly, opened the iron gate, and said softly, "Are you here?"

Huo Shaoheng had a slight smile on his calm and steady face, "Miss Tan, I'm sorry."

"You're welcome." Tan Guiren hurriedly said, "Come in, I've been looking for you. But you haven't come for a long time, and I don't know your contact method, so I'm in a hurry. Fortunately, you're here again."

Huo Shaoheng greeted Tan Guiren with a smile at the door, and said, "Come to play tennis with friends, and come to see you by the way. How is it? Is it safe to live here? Why don't you go back to China?" Then he asked her: "What are you looking for? thing?"

The relaxed attitude made Tan Guiren's restless heart finally settle down.

She looked around, leaned in front of Huo Shaoheng, and whispered, "Someone sent a letter to 'Mr. Gu'."

Huo Shaoheng understood that James should have sent it, he nodded, "Can Miss Tan show it to me, please?"

"Come in, are you still in a hurry?" Tan Guiren's face was a little red, and there were a few beads of sweat on the tip of his nose.

There was a touching delicacy on the porcelain white face, but unfortunately the man opposite seemed puzzled.

Huo Shaoheng looked at the shade trees beside the road with his hands behind his back, "...my friend is still waiting for me."

"Alright then." Tan Guiren was slightly disappointed, "I'll get you the letter."

Handing the letter to Huo Shaoheng, Tan Guiren, who has never been very talkative, suddenly said: "...Are you on a special mission?"

Huo Shaoheng: "..."

Looking up at Tan Guiren, he said calmly, "Well, don't tell others."

Huo Shaoheng, who has received professional training, knows that when you tell someone a "secret" and then ask that person not to tell others, it is the best way to spread this "secret".

What is the secret?

What is not said is a secret.

Everything that is said is not a secret, even if it is said to the tree hole.

How do you know that there is no pair of ears over the tree hole?

Tan Guiren felt entrusted with the sacred feeling. She clasped her hands in front of her chest and nodded vigorously, "I will never tell anyone! I swear on my life!"

Huo Shaoheng: "..."

He lowered his eyes, glanced at James' letter quickly, and shone it slightly.

This is probably the "voting certificate" that James gave him...

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This is the second update.

A reminder to recommend tickets and monthly tickets!

mwah! O(∩_∩)O~

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