Chapter 209

As soon as Zhao Yu shouted for a bomb, he immediately attracted people's attention.

"You are..." the woman who looks like a secretary looks at Zhao Yu. Although she sees Zhao Yu wearing a police uniform, she still doesn't think so. She still wants to reach out to pick up the black package.

"Don't move!" Zhao Yu's cry not only frightened the woman, but also frightened the people nearby who stretched their necks to watch the excitement.

"Trust me!" Zhao Yu pointed to the badge on her uniform and shouted, "I've been following the terrorist for a long time! This is no joke! "

With that, Zhao Yu took a picture of the package with her mobile phone, and the mobile phone rang the alarm.

"Ah!" Zhao Yu himself was greatly surprised, and then he retreated fiercely.

In this way, others are scared back and forth. The lady who just tried to get her bag had already rushed out of the building at the speed of 100 meters.

Seeing the disturbance from the elevator, the two security guards in charge of the guard immediately trotted over! As a result, before they got close to him, they heard Zhao Yu drink violently:

"Hello! You two are dead? Bomb, but! Don't you press the alarm, evacuate the crowd and wait to be blown up, you!? "

Zhao Yu's voice almost scared the two security guards to the ground, and the people nearby were so frightened that they ran away quickly!

Soon, more security guards came from all directions.

Zhao yulike picked up his mobile phone and pretended to shout, "Hello, is this the headquarters? Call the bomb disposal expert right away. Yes, Tianlong technology company! There is an unidentified package here. It is suspected that it contains high explosives! Hello... "

When Zhao Yugang was half loaded, he suddenly saw a security guard calling the police with a telephone. He quickly shouted at him, "hello? You're sick? Don't you see I've called the police? What do you do? Why don't you even pull the alarm? If the bomb really blows up people, you all have to bear legal responsibility! "

"Oh... Oh... Oh..." the little security guard was stunned and hurried to pull the alarm!

"You guys, don't be idle!" Zhao Yu quickly told the others, "don't you see the bomb in the elevator room? Why don't you go and turn off the elevator? Hey? Wait... "Seeing that the security guards really went to close the elevator, he shouted again," no, no, there are people in the elevator! You go to the next floor to clear the people, clear out all the people in the elevator and then close it. Don't gather here, find another exit! Come on, come on... "

The security guards were frightened one by one, and hurriedly ran to the staircase according to Zhao Yu's requirements.

Then, Zhao Yu pretended to attack several old security guards left behind and said, "as far as I know, this bomb can be triggered and remotely controlled! You are a single building here. If you really blow up with such a large equivalent, those upstairs can only jump off the building! You should quickly inform those who are guarding and monitoring, as well as the colleagues who are guarding the computer room, and let them run! "

"Oh... Ok..." at this time, Zhao Yu said what is what, and the old security guard hurriedly called.

At this time, the last old security guard asked Zhao Yu: "what about... Leaders? There's still a meeting up there today! "

"You don't have to worry about the leaders. Don't worry! The leaders are well informed. When something happens, they must run faster than the employees! "

"Ah! Really? " The old security guard was speechless by Zhao Yu and his cognitive view was messy.

The alarm bell soon rang and people who learned of the bomb began to rush to the front door.

The security guards did their duty. Although they knew that the bomb could explode at any time, they still stood at each corridor to help evacuate the crowd and prevent stampedes.

Fortunately, because this is a technology company, the number of employees at work is not large, and they all have quality. Although they are anxious, no one competes and evacuates in an orderly manner.

However, just as the crowd evacuated, an accident occurred.

When the elevator delivered the last group of people, a little boy without parental care suddenly ran towards the mysterious package and grabbed it with his hand

WOW!

When the security guards and Zhao Yu saw him, it was too late to stop him.

Who knows, at this critical moment, but saw a man suddenly sprang out behind the little boy and took the little boy in his arms.

The man dived so fast that he flew flat into the air with the little boy. When landing, in order to avoid hurting the little boy, he rolled several times on the spot and held the little boy in his arms.

Lola

A white mobile phone suddenly fell out so far that it just fell at Zhao Yu's feet.

After Zhao Yu picked up her mobile phone, she recognized it. Unexpectedly, it was the Hao Jiajun, the son of Hao, who had just saved the little boy recklessly!?

The mobile phone was also his, because it landed too hard and was thrown out.

"Manager Hao, that's..." an old security guard rushed to help him and shouted anxiously, "are you okay? Are you okay, manager hao? Come this way, there's a bomb over there! "

"It's okay, it's okay!" As Hao Jiajun waved his hand, he staggered to his feet and asked the frightened little boy, "how are you, little friend?"

The little boy shook his head foolishly. At this time, the boy's father came out of nowhere, dragged the little boy into his arms, bowed to Hao Jiajun and thanked him.

"Come on!" Hao Jiajun waved his hand, "this is not the time to talk. Let's go!"

The boy's father took the little boy out of the hall.

Hao Jiajun knew that his mobile phone had fallen off and immediately bowed his head to look for it.

Manager!?

Zhao Yu didn't return it immediately, but thought in her mind, manager? Is Hao Jiajun the manager of this sky technology company?

Hao Jiajun is Hao Gang's son. No wonder this company is managed by Rongtian group!

Zhao Yu looked carefully and didn't find any bodyguards next to Hao Jiajun. Isn't... Isn't Hao Gang worried about someone's idea of his son?

At this time, Hao Jiajun finally saw Zhao Yu holding his mobile phone and hurried forward to get it. Who knows, lifting his eyes, he recognized that the man with the mobile phone was the policeman who wanted to work hard with himself in the hospital that day!

"You..."

Hao Jiajun immediately showed his fear. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. Zhao Yu ignored him, but looked over his mobile phone.

Hao Jiajun's mobile phone looks ordinary, and I can't see what brand it is. However, after such a violent fall just now, it is still intact and strong enough. It can be seen that this mobile phone must not be an ordinary product.

However, under the impact, the screen still lit up. Zhao Yu looked, but saw that Hao Jiajun's mobile screen saver was nothing else. It was a beautiful nurse - Yao Jia!

"Shit!" Zhao Yu couldn't help scolding and showed Hao Jiajun the picture of Yao Jia, "is NIMA a a voyeur? This... What's going on? "

"Hmm..." Hao Jiajun blushed and said, "screensaver, screensaver!"

"Nonsense, don't I know the screensaver? I ask you, where was the picture taken? Why use Yao Jia? " Zhao Yu questioned loudly.

"Hello! Officer, "who knows, the old security guard quit and pointed to Zhao Yu and drank," bomb! Can you break it in another place? Don't blow up here in a moment, Hao... Manager Hao... "

"Officer," said Hao Jiajun with a red face, "I made it before. I haven't had time to change it! I know, Jiajia is your girlfriend. I... I'll change it... "

what!?

girl friend!?

Zhao Yumeng suddenly remembered that when he pretended to force, he shamelessly said that Yao Jia was his girlfriend!

In that case, Zhao Yu is undoubtedly more reasonable, straight and strong. Pointing to her mobile phone, she said, "yes, you use my girlfriend as a screensaver. Can I be happy?"? Boy, change it for me quickly! "

When Zhao Yu asked Hao Jiajun to change his screensaver, an idea suddenly popped up. He felt that since Hao Jiajun was the manager of Tianlong technology, would there be something powerful on his mobile phone? Will these things help Su Yang and them?

If I can get his cell phone, can I find it?

But... How can I get it?

"Hello! Did you listen to me? " The old security guard was going crazy. He stood on tiptoe between Hao Jiajun and the bomb for fear that the bomb would blow up the prince, "don't you know there is a bomb in the bag? At this time, don't worry about boyfriend and girlfriend, okay? "

"No!" Zhao Yuman said bluntly, "it's related to the color of my hat. Boy, if you don't change it, I'll die with you today!"

"Good, good..." Hao Jiajun, like a defeated rooster, reached out to open the mobile phone screensaver and casually changed a photo. "I changed one, changed a head office? I deleted the original photo. Will you delete it? "

"That won't work!" Zhao Yu grabbed the phone back, "I have to see if there are any other photos on your phone!"

"No! Just that one! Really! " Hao Jiajun repeatedly explained, but because he was afraid of Zhao Yu's fierceness, he didn't dare to grab his mobile phone back.

"Hey? I said, "Why are you so unreasonable?"

This time, the old security guard was angry. The old man stamped his foot and reached out to grab his mobile phone. Who knows, as soon as he stretched out his hand, Zhao Yu jumped several feet high with a wow, which almost scared the old man out of a heart attack.

"Hao... Hao... Good... Good, you hao Jiajun!" Zhao Yu stared at the boss with her eyes as if she had been hit by a thunder. She grabbed Hao Jiajun's collar, trembled and pointed to a picture on her mobile phone and asked, "say it quickly! This... What's going on? "

Hao Jiajun looked down, but saw that the picture was a young and beautiful woman.

Women don't apply powder, but they are beautiful. Big eyes, curly hair, like a doll! Moreover, the most important thing is that there is a conspicuous beauty mole on the right corner of a woman's mouth!!!

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