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Arthur's position is very important, even Jiang Yunchuan had the idea of ​​instigating against Arthur, and Arthur's role is not limited to killing Chu Sifan, after all, Arthur's energy in the north is also not small.

Right now, the rainy weather has not slowed down, making the atmosphere in the car extraordinarily warm.

"Huh, huh, huh--" The rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and Bei Mingyu didn't disturb Cheng Jialan who was thinking.

"I don't know where Arthur is squatting now, but he still can't leave Southeast Asia." Cheng Jialan bit her lower lip and said softly.

During Jiang Bei's delivery, Arthur suffered a lot of injuries. Before the night passed, Arthur left Chu's house in a hurry, and even left the country. How could he have time to worry about his injuries?

Arthur was destined not to go very far.

After finishing speaking, Bei Mingluo pinched the soft flesh of the woman's waist, signaling her to rest.

"There is no rush, Bo Shangyu will deal with it, all you have to do now is rest."

After all, without waiting for Cheng Jialan to refute, he saw the man's big palm strike, and the warmth in the palm invaded Cheng Jialan's eyes, unexpectedly warm.

Outside the window, raindrops hit the glass to form patches of water mist, and Bei Mingyu caressed Cheng Jialan's back, his movements were slow, but with infinite charm, Cheng Jialan, who was sure that he would not be sleepy, was really fragrant.

Looking at Cheng Jialan who was deeply asleep, Bei Mingfeng didn't know what to say.

After silently looking at Cheng Jialan for a long time, Bei Minglu murmured softly: "You collect information faster than me."

There was no excess emotion in the voice, full of pampering and helplessness.

He understands that Cheng Jialan definitely has secrets to hide from him, but he also knows that Cheng Jialan made this decision based on him, just like him, when he is not 100% sure, some secrets will be less if only one person knows them. It's dangerous.

However, in this life, Bei Minghao no longer has any doubts in his heart, unlike him who was paranoid and gloomy in his previous life, now Bei Minghao firmly believes that Cheng Jialan has no one else in his heart except him.

They are of the same kind and know each other for a lifetime.

*

North.

"Young master, the list is what you have in front of you. This is the most complete list." Zijian said, the number of newly promoted bodyguards and fighters in six years has exceeded [-], and it will take a while for the system to identify them. The efficiency of screening the list is not high.

"Is the news blocked?" Vincent asked.

"Well, no one knows except us."

That is to say, it must be kept secret, and a third party cannot be rashly intervened, such as ordering others to help complete the screening. Who knows if this person will leak the news?

Therefore, the huge project can only be completed by Vincent, Zijian and Fengying.

Time passed minute by minute, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the corners of Vincent's eyes were slightly red.

Even if there is an exclusive screening program, the machine is still a machine after all, no matter how sophisticated the instrument is, Vincent does not know the north well. After screening out suspicious candidates, Vincent needs to read the resume of the other party.

"stop."

"The results of these ten people are called out." Vincent pointed to the screen and said. In the next moment, the results and personal resumes of the ten people in the northern boxing field were all picked up, and there was no privacy at all.

After a while, Vincent locked his eyes on one of them. Seeing this, Kazekage asked: "This person has been with me for five years. He has medium skills but good reflexes. Is there a problem?"

"Young master, Fengying and I have checked this person several times, and his identity and history are all right." Zijian added.

"Let him come to see me, now." Vincent didn't answer this question, Fengying and Zijian looked at each other, and then bowed their heads in response.

3 minutes later—

"Go in by yourself, the young master is waiting for you." Fengying reminded in a deep voice.

"Brother Fengying, the people below are very quiet, don't worry." The man is light and thin, about 176 in height, ordinary in appearance, not inconspicuous, but his work is reassuring.

Hearing the sound, Feng Ying nodded expressionlessly, his eyes hard to distinguish.

Sweeping Fengying's face, the man looked at Zijian again. Compared with Fengying, Zijian's attitude was obviously more elusive. The man nodded slightly, then turned and pushed open the door.

Inside the room, Vincent was buried in the documents, but he didn't raise his eyes when he heard the door being pushed open. The man was obviously a little embarrassed.

"Young Master." The man's voice was low and respectful.

"Sit." Vincent ordered in a low voice. After breaking the game, his mood naturally cleared up, and even his voice was extremely bewitching, with the deep texture of the moment the cello strings were plucked.

Mysterious yet with a hint of unexplained melancholy, it draws people's minds to approach the sound source unconsciously, and then approach it until it is completely captured.

But the moment Vincent opened his mouth, the man's hairs started to rise.

"My subordinates are panicked. If you have something to do, the young master may as well speak up." The man's tone trembled slightly, it sounded like he was flattered, but also worried.

"You sit first." Finally, Vincent withdrew from the document, the two men's eyes collided, and the man replied respectfully: "Yes."

"I heard that you can hypnotize, don't you?"

"The subordinates only know a little superficial." The man answered after considering his words, and Vincent on the opposite side smiled lightly.

"I haven't been sleeping well recently, why don't you help me, I don't know the way to do this." After closing the folder, Vincent had a modest attitude, then pushed the seat away, got up and walked out, and communicated with the man face to face.

"Subordinates don't..."

"Try it?" After finishing speaking, Vincent pushed a small recliner chair and lay down on it. Obviously, he didn't intend to let the man refuse. The two spoke at the same time. If you continue to mix in the north, of course you can no longer refuse Vincent.

"Young master, please rest assured. The process is very simple. You are only sleeping poorly. The situation is completely controllable." The man followed Vincent's words, and Vincent closed his eyes comfortably, trusting man.

Outside, Zijian asked Fengying about the man's past.

"You said he used to be an assistant to a hypnotist?"

"That's right, but it's only about 20 days. If he had mastered orthodox hypnotism, he wouldn't have been able to pretend to be perfect until now." Fengying understood what Zijian was suspicious of.

The person who had a memory washed away by inexplicable hypnosis before had never had contact with this man, and the two had no intersection, so how could they contact him?

Fengkage has thoroughly investigated this point more than a dozen times, and, most importantly, there are not many physicians who master hypnotism in the north.

With this man's level, it is completely impossible to deceive him and Zijian.

For this, Fengying is confident that this man is not the enemy's internal agent, but he doesn't know where the young master's suspicion came from.

"Whether it's someone else's internal response depends on his hypnosis technique." After a while, Zijian said calmly, it should be that the young master suspects that the man's hypnosis technique seems familiar.

Although the young master has never seen this man's hypnotic skills, but as an assistant, this man has served as a hypnotist. All the famous hypnotists in the north, the young master knows where this man "taught". The young master knows it at a glance.

At this moment, Vincent looked relaxed. Under the guidance of the man, the two started a pleasant conversation. Vincent almost answered every question. The man didn't see anything wrong with Vincent's attitude, and his mood gradually calmed down. .

"Before you came to the north, you lived in the Amazon?" Vincent asked casually.

In an instant, the man's heart was beating violently, and all his sensations were magnified, as if all the blood in his body rushed to his brain. Fortunately, Vincent closed his eyes, so he couldn't see the abnormal state of the man.

"No, I did study in Southeast Asia." The man responded.

"Really? It may be my illusion." Vincent hooked his lips, and his deep smile made the man start to consciously control his breathing.

What does this mean?

Are you testing him on purpose?