I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 870: Arrive in Los Angeles

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Jiang Chen left the airport with Lawrence and others through a special passage.

It can be seen that the United States really takes his safety at heart, and there is nothing about his visit to Los Angeles. Otherwise, let alone say, a large group of high-tech enthusiasts and reporters who probe the brain will definitely be blocked at the airport entrance.

Phantom helmets have been integrated into the lives of Americans. This influence has already surpassed Google, Microsoft, and Apple. Although the White House has a headache for young people's dependence on the products of the Future Group, some things cannot be solved by headaches.

Especially by voting for president.

No matter how much money the consortium spends to publicize, it is the ballots that ultimately decide the result of the election.

For various reasons, instead of sitting in the same car as Mr. Pritzker, Jiang Chen sat next to Lawrence. Hearing what he said, the former FBI agent seems to be mixing well and has climbed into the position of the Secret Service Supervisor (SAC).

Although the situation of the two meeting for the first time is not friendly, they chatted unexpectedly. Lawrence repeatedly emphasized to Jiang Chen several safety issues, such as not being too far away from the vehicle when going out, and not panicking in emergencies, with a whole row of seals on the periphery to ensure his safety. Less than a last resort, do n’t let that agent chick draw a gun ...

"How was my old friend Roberts?"

"From arms dealer to big director, but the essence of **** will not change."

Jiang Chen smiled and did not speak.

But seriously, compared to those politicians who are good at playing Tai Chi, he still prefers to get along with such unconcerned people. Although the words are vulgar, they are at least not annoying.

The convoy encountered a traffic jam when driving to a bridge.

It seems that someone is marching in front, holding a green sign and shouting bird-like slogans.

Jiang Chen only heard faintly, and a guy used a horn to scream cuminous English.

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

"More vines and camels in the zoo! Instead of pandas or alpaca!"

"Supermarkets are not allowed to sell pork!"

"No beef!" It seems that the Indians wearing hoods are also mixed in, but nobody pays attention.

"What kind of low energy can manage this city? Protest against the mayor of Los Angeles! The mayor of Los Angeles must resign!"

"..."

Perhaps it is common for this situation, people in the past watched them calmly, holding signs and shouting slogans. Except for media reporters who want to make big news, only a few people who carry travel bags are holding up their phones with great interest to take pictures.

"They are?" Jiang Chen teased and asked.

"One month. There are a few" guests "invited by the irregular old ladies. Ignore them, let's change the way." Lawrence said cursingly, closed the window, and opened Steering wheel.

According to traffic regulations, this temporary lane change is not allowed, but the FBI car is a little different from the average American car. Such privileges are available in any country, especially for special officials.

"Speaking of it, what does the Mayor of Los Angeles have to do with supermarkets?" Jiang Chen smiled gloomily.

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

As for traveling. Is it troublesome?

Everyone is deported, and where is he going?

"It does n’t matter, but some people live like dogs. They do n’t contribute to this group, stealing your things, like maggots lying on you, and the face of their own vulnerable groups. Without a piece of meat in it, I shamelessly put on the posture of the master, shouting that you have to change it. But whenever something is unsatisfactory, I put on the face of the rogue. The shallow IQ and crude language are used to show how shameless I am. I do n’t know what is ugly. "Lawrence scolded his horn scoldingly and stopped at the red light.

"Are you really saying these words?" Jiang Chen glanced at him.

"Lao Tzu is not Hillary, I don't have a few votes." Lawrence hummed, "I don't understand why I didn't vote for Trump."

After a long time, it seems that he said something too far, and Lawrence added a sentence with a gentle tone.

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

"There are many of these people, and they can be used everywhere." Jiang Chen comforted.

However, as soon as this sentence was spoken, "BOOM!" was heard not far away. The screams and screams dispersed, the bell of anti-theft alarm was masterpiece, and confusion flooded the entire street, but the FBI inspector seemed quite calm.

It seems to be used to it.

Lawrence stepped on the brakes, buried his face between his fingers and took a breath of exhaustion, taking the walkie-talkie hanging next to him.

"Karl, Jess, go over there to see the situation. At least control the situation and give it to the Los Angeles police."

"Understanding."

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

Jiang Chen asked: "What happened there?"

Lawrence replied, "Someone hid a bomb in his clothes? Maybe it was hidden in a car. Who knows? Anyway, I only know, where there are refugees, there is terror. Attacks. When we Doubt whether it will happen, then it will definitely happen, this is Murphy's theorem. "

......

The convoy quickly drove to the embassy of the new country. The ambassador of the new country has 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 number of city government officials.

Although the welcoming ceremony is not a grand ceremony, the rank of officials who come to welcome it is definitely a national treatment.

After dealing with the eager officials, Jiang Chen arrived at his residence under the guidance of Sun Yongcheng, the ambassador of New China in Los Angeles.

In the embassy, ​​Jiang Chen ’s security work is taken care of by Xinghuan Trading ’s security guards, and when he leaves the embassy, ​​the FBI is responsible. In fact, the United States recommended him to stay in a Hilton hotel or the like at the beginning. But when I thought of sleeping, there were people who were staring at FBI. Jiang Chen felt uncomfortable, so I declined this proposal and chose a new one. Embassy.

Before Jiang Chen entered the room where he stayed, Zhu Yu remembered Aisha ’s instructions and walked into the room with the anti-detection equipment, and did a comprehensive inspection to ensure that there were no bugs or pinhole cameras. Class of equipment.

Just throwing his suit on a hanger, Jiang Chen rested on the big bed for a while, then got up and went out to find Xia Shiyu, who was packing his luggage in the room.

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

"These things can be helped by the staff of the embassy."

"I still used to organize my own luggage. By the way, speaking of it, there is a party at night, do n’t you take a rest first? After all, I just made a plane for 13 hours." Xia Shiyu gently brushed her hair After he reached his ears, he folded the formal clothes and put them in the closet.

"Don't you participate?" Jiang Chen asked with regret.

"I won't participate. On that occasion ... I'm not very good at it. And for the Silicon Valley High-tech Association, I still have some preparations to do." Xia Shiyu pushed his glasses and said.

"You have worked hard."

"Where." Xia Shiyu faintly smiled at the corner of her mouth.

I do n’t know if it ’s an illusion. Jiang Chen always feels that Xia Shiyu loves to laugh more than before, and his cold attitude has softened a lot.

Is it because of that night ...

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

However, Jiang Chen was a little puzzled. In the car that night, the two of them had obviously done that step, but then Xia Shiyu seemed to have nothing happened, as if completely forgotten, never mentioned After this matter.

Is it really drunk? (To be continued.)