Although he said he wanted to ask Lin Fan for help, he didn't want to leave immediately.
After all, he had just gotten off the plane, and his situation wasn't urgent. A few days earlier or later wouldn't make much of a difference.
He still wanted to be a decent person and let Lin Fan and the others in the team have a few more days of rest.
Lin Fan boarded the special agency's car. After learning that the two had come by high-speed rail, he rejected the idea of taking the train directly from Sijiu to Gaohe.
The institute had originally taken into consideration that she would be jet-lagged and physically tired, and that if she took the bus, she could sleep whenever she wanted, which would be convenient.
Lin Fan said that she was indeed a little tired, but she couldn't sleep because of the jet lag.
Although taking the high-speed rail requires some transfers, it is fast and can save at least one-third to one-half of the time compared to taking a car.
Since I can't sleep anyway, why not choose something faster?
John Woo was easily persuaded by her and asked the driver to drive to the high-speed rail station while he used his mobile phone to book a ticket.
Xue Ping took the opportunity to ask Lin Fan how things were going outside and if there was any chance they could go somewhere to play.
Lin Fan suddenly remembered the little gift she had almost forgotten. He opened his small bag, took out two key chains, and handed them to the two of them.
She didn't give the driver any. Firstly, she didn't want to disturb him while driving, and secondly, she had never seen such a gift before, and she wasn't used to giving gifts to strangers.
And when I bought the gifts, I counted the number of people and there were no extras.
"What is this?" Xue Ping looked at the keychain in his hand. There was a bubbling beer cup decorative buckle hanging on it. It was well-made and looked pretty good.
"I just arrived at the hotel this time. I took a stroll in the nearby park before the main group arrived, and then they kept following me... um." Although they were colleagues from the Special Affairs Office, she didn't say it clearly since it involved the old man.
"I bought this at the park souvenir shop. I'm glad I bought it back then, otherwise I wouldn't have any gifts for you." Lin Fan, feeling quite prescient, asked with a smile, "You can't say I don't like it. I spent a long time choosing it."
John Woo looked at the keychain in his hand. The pendant was a cartoon man wearing glasses.
Black suit, red tie, brown hair. But anyone familiar with him can easily associate him with this guy.
He played with it in his hands for a while with a smile and said, "Thank you!"
Xue Ping had originally liked his beer glass, but when he saw that John Woo received a cartoon doll, he deliberately said, "Why is he a doll and I'm a beer glass? You're biased."
"John Woo said you don't have any hobbies and just like drinking. Did he lie to me?" Lin Fan stared at John Woo with wide eyes. He was still smiling softly.
"Hmm... not really." Xue Ping scratched his head. He knew that this was specially chosen for him, and suddenly he was at a loss for words. He pretended to slap himself in the face, "Hey! I'm just a bitch, don't take it to heart."
"No, no." Lin Fan waved his hand and smiled, "I really didn't have time this time, and the selection was limited. Next time, I will definitely choose better gifts for you."
She had wanted to buy Jin Sichen a special gift, but she hadn't been able to do so. She felt a little regretful.
"What do other people's look like? Let me see." Xue Ping asked with interest.
Lin Fan reached into his bag and displayed his hand in front of them.
"Is this tiger head for the director? It's so cute, haha, he's sure to like it." Xue Ping looked at them one by one, trying to figure out who they were going to give it to. "This computer is definitely for Wang Fengfeng."
"No need to ask about the sunglasses, they are for the Golden Monster." The guy's sunglasses seemed to be welded to his face, causing people from the Special Affairs Office to subconsciously think of him when they saw the sunglasses.
"Hey, this sword is beautiful." Xue Ping took a knight's sword keychain from Lin Fan's hand. The carvings on the handle and blade were clearly visible, full of details. It was much better looking than his beer mug.
"Who is this for? I'll go ask him later if I can exchange it with him." He was more and more pleased as he looked at it in his hand, and was reluctant to return it to Lin Fan.
"Oh, that's for Senior Brother." Lin Fan replied indifferently.
She didn't mind whether the senior brother gave her a replacement or not. After all, once the gift was given, it belonged to the other person. Xue Ping was also an acquaintance. It was just a small souvenir, so it didn't matter who got it.
"Who?" Xue Ping was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.
Wu Yusen said maliciously, "You heard it right, it's the big brother who makes you so scared."
Xue Ping had suffered a lot at the hands of Le Zheng Yuanqing a few years ago.
He is not like Lin Fan, who can take advantage of his junior sister and be treated preferentially by Le Zhengyuanqing.
In his own words: Those days were really dark and gloomy, and made him scared.
Fortunately, later on, Le Zheng Yuanqing didn't come out for some reason, and no one mentioned it in front of Xue Ping, so he gradually forgot about that dark history.
Now, when I heard these three words from the eldest brother, the fear in my mind had already begun to spread before I could react.
Lin Fan watched Xue Ping's face suddenly stiffen. He quickly placed the small sword keychain he had been so fond of earlier in her hand. He bowed respectfully to the keychain and said, "Sorry to bother you."
"What's going on?" She had no choice but to turn around and ask John Woo.
"Don't say it!" After Xue Ping finished praying devoutly, he seemed to have really escaped the clutches of his eldest brother and regained his vitality. "If we are brothers, don't say it!"
John Woo looked at Lin Fan and shrugged helplessly.
Although this matter is not private, the parties involved have strongly stopped it, and he can't just lose face like this. After all, they have been colleagues for many years, and the brotherhood is not fake.
Lin Fan looked at the two of them. Although no one said anything, Xue Ping's attitude was too obvious.
Thinking of Le Zhengyuanqing's dead look, he quickly understood what was going on and didn't ask any more questions.
"Who is this gourd for?" Xue Ping deliberately ignored the small sword and looked at the others. "To Quan Yingdong?"
"No, it's for Mr. Qian." Lin Fan picked up the keychains of two screwdrivers and wrenches next to him, "This is for the team leader and the class leader."
There is still a thermometer keychain left, which is undoubtedly for Wen Ji from the medical department.
In the Special Affairs Office, everyone Lin Fan was slightly familiar with received a gift, and she had arranged them clearly according to each person's characteristics.
Looking at it this way, his beer mug was definitely better than the screwdriver. Xue Ping happily put the keychain into his pocket.
Wu Yusen asked Lin Fan at the right time what the trouble he had mentioned before was.
Lin Fan detailed Ovi's concerns, the mecha in the museum that was similar to the Green Turtle, and Ovi's final change of attitude.
The expressions of the two experienced special agents gradually became serious.
This matter is indeed as Lin Fan said, it is difficult to make a conclusion.
Ao Wei's final move would depend on how much they knew and why they were paying attention to Lin Fan.
Different causes lead to different results. This kind of ambiguous crisis makes people feel even more uneasy.
Fortunately, he has returned to China, and the national TV station should have noticed this. Ovi’s hand cannot be extended in the short term.
"One more thing," Lin Fan said, before adding, "During this trip, I've identified two areas where I've fallen short. I hope I can improve on them later."
"Oh? You've even summarized it?" Xue Ping laughed again. What kind of newcomer is this? He's so good at self-criticism. "Tell me about it."
"One is that I have a weak mental state," Lin Fan said seriously. "I get startled easily. If I hadn't lost control, Ovi wouldn't have noticed I'd seen the cuckold, and the things that happened later wouldn't have happened."
John Woo nodded, that’s true.
But poor psychological quality is a common problem among newcomers, and you can't expect someone who has never been exposed to anything to be as calm as an old dog when facing any emergency.
Impossible.
"It's okay. I'll just have John Woo take you on more missions and it will be solved." Xue Ping thought it was something else. "Actually, your on-the-spot reaction is pretty good. I think back to when John Woo first came..."
As he was speaking, he met Wu Yusen's smiling gaze. Thinking of his kindness in not speaking, Xue Ping felt that one should be grateful. He coughed twice and muffled the rest of his words.
Lin Fan knew what he was going to say without asking. It was just like that with newbies. She then spoke again.
"Secondly, I want to learn P language."
Beibei, who loves to study, will not have too bad luck.
It's time again to keep your arms outside to avoid the cold, but keep them inside to keep them warm. Spring is coming here, how about you?