Chapter 870 Arriving in Los Angeles

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Jiang Chen followed Lawrence and others to leave the airport through a special passage.

It can be seen that the United States really has his safety in mind, and no news about his visit to Los Angeles has been released. Otherwise, among other things, there will definitely be a large group of high-tech enthusiasts and journalists poking around at the gate of the airport.

Phantom helmets have been integrated into American life, and this influence has already surpassed Google, Microsoft, and Apple. Although the White House is very troubled by young people's dependence on the products of Future Group, some things cannot be solved by headaches.

Especially in countries that rely on voting for president.

No matter how much money the consortium spends on publicity, it is the votes that ultimately determine the outcome of the election.

Due to various reasons, Jiang Chen did not sit in the same car as Mr. Pritzker, but sat next to Lawrence. From what he said, the former FBI agent seemed to be doing well, having climbed to the position of Secret Service Chief (SAC).

Although the situation when the two met for the first time was not friendly, they chatted unexpectedly. Lawrence repeatedly emphasized several safety issues to Jiang Chen, such as not leaving the car too far when going out, not panic in an emergency, and a whole row of seals on the outside to ensure his safety. Unless it is absolutely necessary, don't let that spy chick draw a gun...

"How is my old friend Roberts doing?"

"From an arms dealer to a great director, but the essence of a bastard will not change."

Jiang Chen smiled and didn't speak.

But to be honest, compared to those politicians who are good at Tai Chi, he still prefers to get along with such careless people. Although the words are a bit vulgar, at least they are not annoying.

When the convoy drove to the Golden Gate Bridge, it encountered a traffic jam.

There seemed to be someone parading ahead, holding a green sign and shouting slogans like birdsong.

Jiang Chen could only vaguely hear a guy using a loudspeaker, shouting in cumin-scented English.

"Refused to arrange work, we are not here to work, we are Hillary's guests!"

"More vines and camels in the zoo! Not pandas or alpacas!"

"The supermarket is not allowed to sell pork!"

"Not even beef!" It seems that Indians wearing turbans have been mixed in,

But no one paid attention.

"What imbecile can run this city? Protest against the mayor of LA! The mayor of LA must resign!"

"..."

Perhaps it is commonplace for this kind of situation, the passers-by calmly watched them raising signs and shouting slogans. Except for the media reporters who wanted to make big news, there were only a few people carrying travel bags, holding up their mobile phones to take pictures with great interest.

"They are?" Jiang Chen teased and asked.

"One month. The 'guests' invited by the restless old ladies also have a few follow suit. Ignore them, let's change lanes." Lawrence said cursingly, closed the car window, and turned the steering wheel.

According to traffic rules, this kind of temporary lane change is not allowed, but the FBI's car is somewhat different from the car of ordinary Americans. There are such things as privileges in any country, especially for special VIPs.

"Speaking of which, what does the mayor of Los Angeles have to do with the supermarket?" Jiang Chen gloated and smiled.

There are not so many troubles in Xinguo. Since the popularization of police drones from Penglai City to Koro Island and other places, almost all villains have lost their jobs. Even those transnational criminal gangs have subsided a lot.

As for making troubles on the tour?

All will be deported, and those who come from will go back!

"It doesn't matter, but some people live like dogs. They don't contribute to the collective, steal your things, lie on you like maggots, and act like they are a vulnerable group. The lunch box is missing If you want a piece of meat, you will shamelessly put on the posture of the owner, yelling that you must change. But if you don’t like it at all, you will put on a hooligan face, using that shallow IQ and vulgar language to show how shameless you are, and you don’t know what to do Ugly." Lawrence slapped the horn cursingly and stopped at the red light.

"Is it really okay for you to say these words?" Jiang Chen glanced at him.

"I'm not Hillary, I don't care about those votes." Lawrence snorted, "I really don't understand why I didn't vote for Trump."

After a long time, it seemed that what he had said was too much, and Lawrence added in a moderate tone.

"Well, I admit that not all refugees are like this...at least, some people still know that it is wrong for them to do so."

"There are many such people, and they can be found everywhere, just get used to it." Jiang Chen comforted.

However, as soon as this sentence was spoken, a "BOOM!" came from not far away. Screams and screams spread, the burglar alarm rang loudly, and chaos filled the entire street, but the FBI inspector seemed quite calm.

Seems to be used to it.

Lawrence stepped on the brake, buried his face between his fingers and took a weary breath, and took the walkie-talkie hanging beside him.

"Carl, Jess, go over there and check the situation. At least get the situation under control and hand it over to the Los Angeles police."

"learn."

After hanging up the contact, Lawrence drove the car and continued on the road.

Jiang Chen asked, "What happened over there?"

Lawrence curled his lips and replied: "Someone hid a bomb in their clothes? Maybe it hid it in a car, who knows? Anyway, I only know that wherever there are refugees, there will be terrorist attacks. When we doubt whether it is If it happens, it will happen, Murphy's Law."

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The convoy soon arrived at the Xin Guo embassy. The Xin Guo ambassador had been waiting for a long time and warmly welcomed Jiang Chen and Mr. Pritzker, the Minister of Commerce from Washington. Here, Jiang Chen also saw the mayor of Los Angeles, the governor of California, and a group of city government officials.

Although the welcome ceremony was not grand, the level of the officials who came to welcome them could definitely be called national treatment.

After dealing with a group of eager officials, Jiang Chen was escorted by Sun Yongcheng, Xin Guo's ambassador to Los Angeles, to his residence.

Inside the embassy, ​​Jiang Chen's security work is in charge of the security of Xinghuan Trading, and outside the embassy, ​​the FBI is in charge. In fact, at the beginning, the United States recommended him to live in a place like the Hilton Hotel, but when he thought of having the FBI staring at him while sleeping, Jiang Chen felt uncomfortable, so he declined the proposal and chose a new hotel. country embassy.

Before Jiang Chen entered the room where he was staying, Zhu Yu kept in mind Aisha's instructions, walked into the room with anti-reconnaissance equipment, and made a comprehensive inspection to ensure that there were no bugs or pinhole cameras inside. .

Throwing the suit on the hanger, Jiang Chen rested on the big bed for a while, then got up and went out, and found Xia Shiyu who was packing in the room.

Seeing her busy appearance, Jiang Chen couldn't help laughing.

"Let the staff of the embassy help sort out these things."

"I'm still used to packing my luggage by myself. By the way, there's a party tonight, don't you want to rest first? After all, I just took a 13-hour flight." Xia Shiyu gently brushed her hair up Behind the ears, he folded the suit and put it in the closet.

"Aren't you going to participate?" Jiang Chen asked with some regret.

"I won't participate. That kind of occasion... I'm not very good at it. And for SVIEF, I still have some preparations to do." Xia Shiyu pushed his glasses and said.

"Thanks a lot."

"Where." Xia Shiyu's mouth faintly revealed a hint of a smile.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Jiang Chen always feels that Xia Shiyu laughs more than before, and her cold attitude has softened a lot.

Could it be because of that night...

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen felt a little hot on his face, and quickly coughed to drive away the crooked thoughts from his mind.

However, Jiang Chen was a little puzzled. In the car that night, both of them had already achieved that step, but after that, Xia Shiyu acted as if nothing had happened, as if she had completely forgotten about it and never mentioned it. Son.

Is it really because he was drunk? (To be continued.)

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