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Song Yunchi was working in the office, and suddenly, the black controller on the desktop issued a red alarm.

His sultry peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his lips hooked up with a wicked smile, and he took out the headset to connect to the controller.

Putting on the headset, after a sizzling electric sound, I heard a soft and glutinous sound-

"Is it Mama?"

"Boom...... Xiao Nuomi, Ma Ma misses you so much! ”

Poof-

Song Yun took a sip of water and squirted it out violently.

Amazing...... Was that Joan's voice?

Sell...... Selling cute?

Listening to Qiao An's cute voice, Song Yunchi couldn't connect her with that woman who was so bright and beautiful, but so arrogant that she was to death.

Wait a minute!

His focus doesn't seem right!

Who is Xiao Nuomi?

The owner of the soft and glutinous voice?

Song Yunchi speculated that he was no more than three years old.

Joan was numb, it seems, it was her daughter.

Rely on it!

Joan actually has a daughter?!

This is information that is not in the intelligence..

Song Yun hesitated, whether he should report the information, in principle, this is his own job, as a person loyal to the motherland, he should not have the slightest hesitation.

Can...... In the end, he lacked virtue first, and promised to give her a mobile phone that would not be monitored, but he still tricked her.

Song Yunchi's face was solemn, Qiao Xiaoan, this time I am sorry for you.

Such important information must be reported.

But don't worry, I hesitated for a few seconds, these few seconds can be regarded as a testimony of our short-term cooperation and friendship!

The imposing Han Palace.

Song Yunchi showed his ID and entered the Han Palace unimpeded.

Secretary Shao took him and went straight to the president's office.

Knock knock.

Secretary Shao stood at the door and said respectfully: "Your Excellency President, Director Song is here." ”

"Enter."

Secretary Shao made a gesture of please, and Song Yunchi pushed the door in.

In the luxurious and atmospheric office, there is a picture of the base map of the country of S hanging on the wall.

Behind the desk of the golden silk nanmu, the majestic national flag of country S is erected.

Outside the window, you can enjoy the beautiful view of the Han Palace garden.

Zhou Muting sat at his desk, with a customary smile on his handsome and elegant face.

"Your Excellency." Song Yunchi bowed respectfully.

Zhou Muting bowed his head lightly: "Sit." ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

After Song Yunchi sat down, he immediately handed over the content of the call he had intercepted with both hands.

"What is this?" Zhou Muting was not in a hurry to pick it up.

"Your Excellency, Miss Joan once asked me for a mobile phone that is not being monitored, and she wants to call her relatives in country A. I promised her privately, and today, she used the mobile phone I gave her to call country A. ”

Zhou Muting raised his eyebrows and took the USB flash drive, "So, you intercepted meaningful content?" ”

"Yes." Song Yunchi's face was serious.

Plug the USB flash drive ~ into the computer and turn on the recording.

"Is it Mama?"

"Boom ......"

In the huge office, the content of the call between the mother and daughter was completely exposed.

Zhou Muting's eyes were a little more proficient, "...... is this?" ”

Song Yunchi raised his head and concluded: "If you guessed correctly, this little girl is Qiao An's daughter." ”

"Joan has a daughter, why didn't the CIA find out?"

The majestic words made Song Yunchi lower his head: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency. We didn't get any news about Jo Ann having a daughter. ”