[MTL-English] The National Men's Team Debuted!

The four undercover agents finally recognized each other.

Life is so hard, Qiao Huan thought.

Because he knew Bai Jike's computer skills, and there had been an incident of eavesdropping before, so these days whenever the spy sent by the villain Bai Jike was not in the room, the three of them would search it carefully.

Even though he was used to being an undercover agent, Qiao Huan still felt overwhelmed by the idea of ​​having to be on guard against his roommate.

Not to mention Zhuo Yang, who has "trust your comrades" engraved in his DNA, and Ye Yiwei, who has a severe obsession with cleanliness.

Every time they finished their search, Ye Yiwei would spend double the time to restore Room 404 to a state that was “barely habitable”.

Although Bai Jike appeared to be very enthusiastic, he always left early and came back late. Qiao Huan and the other two could not guess for a moment whether this kid was really brave enough to save himself.

Or are you just pretending?

After all, they acted so realistically before.

In fact, Bai Jike, who thought he had dropped his vest, was just working overtime to collect information in order to solve the case as soon as possible.

But Qiao Huan and the other two really couldn't go on with the life like this.

"Captain, how is the technological reinforcement you mentioned earlier?"

Qiao Huan finally couldn't help it and sent a message for help to his father.

They must find someone powerful enough to counter Bai Jike.

Fortunately, Qiao Tang is extremely efficient.

"I contacted someone, but he said he was very busy and had other tasks right now, so he could only find time to meet with you."

Then, Qiao Tang sent the address and time, followed by an OvO expression, showing how dark the circles under his eyes were in trying to find a qualified foreign aid.

Qiao Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief and pursed his lips as he looked at Bai Jike who had just returned from outside and fell asleep.

I will definitely rescue you from this dire straits.

must.

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"Today, Xingyi Entertainment Company donated another 3 million yuan to Xiangrong Foundation."

"The head of the Xiangrong Foundation said that the money will be used for a specific purpose, mainly for purchasing supplies in the next quarter."

"It is reported that this is the sixth time that Xingyi Entertainment has donated more than one million to the Xiangrong Foundation."

"... Next, we will connect with a reporter who has already gone to the Xiangrong Foundation for an interview, and she will introduce to all audience friends the specific use of this fund."

The crisp voice of the female anchor rang out on the TV in the roadside shop.

"Sixth donation?"

Qiao Huan frowned, unable to figure out where Xingyi got the money when his stock price had plummeted recently.

Qiao Huan originally wanted to listen to the follow-up news.

But when he remembered that he still had to keep an appointment with an information expert who Captain Qiao had "painstakingly" found for him and who was said to be extremely skilled, he had no choice but to pull down the brim of his hat and hurriedly turn right at the next intersection.