As soon as he walked out of the hotel that day, someone bumped into him.
Mo Di was hit hard on the shoulder. The assistant beside him quickly helped him with his eyes and hands, and then he got angry and yelled at the running person.
"You were walking without looking at the road. I didn't see you hit anyone!"
"..."
The man was running very fast. I don't know if he heard what he said, but he was about to disappear into the crowd in a blink of an eye.
The assistant's expression changed slightly, and he immediately wanted to catch up to him and give him some advice. Unexpectedly, he was stopped before he could do anything: "Let him go."
"But..." the assistant stopped and turned his head: "He hit you and ran away. That's so arrogant!"
"Don't worry about him." Moody slowly raised his injured arm, spread his fingers, and found a note in his palm. The note was crumpled into the size of a ball. It was the person who just passed by him. It was forced into his hand.
"What is this?" The assistant was surprised.
"Just take a look and you will know!" Moody expressionlessly began to untie the ball of paper, and the words scrawled on it with a pen were printed in front of their eyes.
——Qiao Nian is poisoned, and Zhong Yiyi is helping her research the antidote. Her poison is related to the cause of death of the person you are looking for. You can check the theft of property in her name.
After reading it, the assistant stared and opened his mouth, secretly observing the man's expression.
Moody also finished reading the contents of the note at about the same time, and his expression, which could not be called good-looking, bulged with veins.
He crumpled the note in his hand and threw it into the trash can. He opened the Maybach door with his legs and gave cold instructions before bending down to get in the car.
"Go check it out."
"Check to see if what the note says is true."
*
The embassy has had several rounds of negotiations with the FBI in the past two days.
The result of the negotiation exceeded expectations. After several rounds of negotiations, the FBI also understood that the temporary excuses they made were untenable at the legal level. Continuing to litigate with Zhou Xuhang would only further expose their true evil intentions.
Moreover, their operation greatly angered Asian scientists. Many scientists spontaneously testified to Zhou Xuxing, proving that Zhou Xuxing did not steal any secrets and that the FBI arrested people without reason.
In addition, a large number of international students began to protest and march outside the FBI, demanding that the FBI release people, apologize, and give an explanation to the public.
Under heavy pressure, the voices advocating the continued detention of Zhou Xuxing began to weaken, and they had to comply with the wishes of most people and negotiate with country Z.
As the person in charge of this operation, Qiao Nian was also among the negotiators.
She brought Liang Feng and Liang Conglin to attend.
The Zhou family only sent Mrs. Zhou and Zhou's father as representatives. Zhou Xuxing, Zhou's mother and others stayed at the W Hotel, and the embassy sent people to protect their safety.
Ten o'clock.
Qiao Nian and his party arrived at the negotiation site.
The IFC Building is still towering and shining in the row upon row of New York City Center. The floor they were negotiating on was on the sixth floor, and they had to go up through the lobby first.
It was working time at this time, and many staff members in formal attire entered and exited the building, all in a hurry, holding documents in their arms or talking on the phone.
The appearance of Qiao Nian and his group was enough to attract their attention.
"please."
The FBI sent someone to wait below. After receiving the person, they led them inside. They walked a little faster and took Liang Conglin and the others to the elevator.
Liang Conglin and his party were led by Qiao Nian, and the girls followed casually. Out of respect for the formal occasion, they did not wear their caps today, revealing their youthful faces.
Her eyebrows were sharp under her hanging broken hair, and her black eyes were filled with tiredness. She put her hands into her pockets carelessly, her eyebrows pressed down, and she didn't look to the side the whole time. (End of chapter)