Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 1183: Real Life International Training Camp Coach Ye!_2

Mu Xingzhi bit on his cigarette, without answering.

He looked over the few sheets of paper repeatedly.

Countless questions echoed in his mind.

Who is "Chang"? Since when does Flower Country have such a figure? What role does this person exactly play?

Mu Xingzhi had never truly been afraid of anyone, but now, seeing such an exaggerated combat ability in a weapon, he couldn’t help but admire the person behind it.

"Take these diagrams and study them, see if you can make them. If you can, against the Falcon team, our casualties will be greatly reduced," Mu Xingzhi returned the computer.

Amos nodded.

But Mu Xingzhi stood up, pulling back his chair, lowered his eyes as he crushed his cigarette into the ashtray, "That’s it for your end; I need to go out and take care of some things."

"What things?" Amos glared.

Mu Xingzhi grabbed his coat from the back of the chair, his carved face showing some indifference, "Private matters."

**

The Entertainment Circle and the online literary community were both exploded because of Ye Shaohua’s Weibo post. freeweɓnovel.cøm

Ye Shaohua herself was unaware of the commotion her Weibo post had caused.

At this moment, she was still in the detention center.

Her face covered with a mask, she sat back in her chair, her two slender white fingers fiddling with the game on her phone.

"Who exactly is that person?" Three Special Police who had brought Shaohua back glanced at her sitting in the Interrogation Room, "I heard them say she’s just a celebrity, so why does the Bureau Chief personally conduct the interrogation?"

The Special Police left unsaid that the Bureau Chief’s attitude towards the celebrity was quite friendly.

And...

The Special Police glanced at Shaohua playing with her phone, a cup of hot milk and a box of Dim Sum beside her.

Which ordinary person receives such treatment at the police station?

Even the Bureau Chief of the Police Station wouldn’t get such treatment, right?

The person next to them looked into the room with complexity in their eyes, "A mere celebrity? Is that what they told you before you took on this task?"

"Just this little celebrity," the person turned their head to look at the three Special Police, "with one hand, the three of you combined wouldn’t be able to withstand a single move from her."

After saying that, the person turned away and left the premises.

The three Special Police looked at each other in bewilderment and shock.

All three combined... were no match for her?

They looked at the person in the Waiting Room, taking a sharp breath.

The young Miss in the Waiting Room seemed to feel their gaze and slightly lifted her head; she poked at her phone with one hand, and propped her chin with the other, her silent demeanor feeling unapproachable.

The three unconsciously took a step back.

Ye Shaohua’s languid gaze returned to her phone, her expressionless face turning towards the Bureau Chief, knocking on the table with her phone, "Are you done interrogating?"

"Not... not yet..." the Bureau Chief stammered, unable to speak clearly.

"Then continue, is there anything else you’d like to ask?" Ye Shaohua shifted her position, watching the Bureau Chief in such a state.

She couldn’t help but reach for the biscuits beside her, eating them one by one, leisurely tossing them into her mouth.

After finishing, she also drank a cup of milk.

The Bureau Chief had known about Ye Shaohua before, as his son, who was still in high school, was a big fan of hers. There were plenty of Ye Shaohua’s posters at home, and the TV was always showing her advertisements or movies.

So, to the Bureau Chief, Ye Shaohua was no stranger.

"You... report all your whereabouts for the past two years," the Bureau Chief finally remembered the purpose of the interrogation.

Ye Shaohua finished the last biscuit.

Because she was to be questioned alone by the Bureau Chief, the police handcuffed her when she entered.

"I never keep track of my schedule, you can ask my Agent," Ye Shaohua rubbed her wrists.

At that moment, her phone on the side lit up.

The message was from Nie Heng.

Ye Shaohua saw the message and her expression hardened, she stood up abruptly.

"What are you doing?" the Bureau Chief watched as Ye Shaohua’s face turned cold in an instant.

"I’ve got something to take care of, you guys enjoy yourselves," Ye Shaohua casually broke free from the handcuffs, buttoned up her coat, and headed towards the exit.

Her actions were so swift that before the others could see clearly, she had already left through the main door.

The three Special Police and other officers from the Entertainment division of the Police Station hurried after her, but as soon as they ran out the door, they lost sight of Ye Shaohua.

The Bureau Chief was still in the Interrogation Room.

He pulled out his phone, bewildered, and dialed his son’s number, "Son, your idol seems... to have some connections."