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Chapter 15

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It wasn't that Qu Sen wanted to take the opportunity to ask for her name, but he subconsciously felt that it was a little inappropriate to follow the beautiful woman's instructions. In the end, the beautiful woman put on an expression as if she had met a pervert, which made him feel very awkward. He hurriedly explained, "I just met Director Zhao. He didn't tell me … about the selection results."

"311 is the editorial office of Central TV's interview team. What are you blindly thinking about?" The beautiful woman spat out in annoyance. She frowned and looked at Qu Sen impatiently, "Just do what I tell you to do. You're a man, so why are you being so wishy-washy?" After saying that, the beautiful woman turned around and left again. Although her voice stopped, her lips didn't stop moving. As she turned around, she muttered something silently.

Although the other party didn't make any sound, Qu Sen still understood what she was saying, "Like a sissy!"

This sentence angered Qu Sen, who was born in the northeast. He didn't care if the other party was a beautiful woman or not. He coldly said to her back, "Comrade, Director Zhang didn't give me any orders, so I can't help you get the selection results list."

"Hey, you …" When the beautiful woman heard this, she angrily turned around to look at Qu Sen again. However, after turning around, she seemed to have seen something and a trace of panic flashed across her face. After a pause, she clenched her teeth and nodded, "Fine, I don't need you. You don't have to take it." After saying that, she turned around and left.

Although the panic on the female officer's face only lasted for a moment, Qu Sen accurately caught it. He thought to himself, I don't look like a fiend, so this girl must not have been scared by me! Then what is she panicking about?

Thinking of this, Qu Sen subconsciously turned around to look. At the other end of the corridor, two figures were walking up the stairs. Although he only saw their silhouettes, the distinctive features of their white gloves, white combat belts, and white helmets told Qu Sen that they were two patrolling pickets.

"You panicked when you saw the pickets?

Using Director Zhao's name as an excuse to select projects with high technical content!

Qu Sen's adrenaline rapidly surged as a bizarre conjecture flashed across his mind. His body subconsciously trembled slightly as he turned his head to look at the back of the female officer who had already walked some distance away. He opened his mouth and shouted, "Stop right there!"

Qu Sen's voice was so loud that even he was startled, not to mention the female military officer who had not walked far away. Qu Sen's voice actually scared the female military officer. Her eyes widened as she subconsciously turned around.

"Your position and name!" Qu Sen's suspicion deepened when he saw the female officer looking at him. He glared at her and asked loudly.

"Who are you? Why should I tell you?" The female officer's voice was not loud, but it was a little shrill because of her panic.

"I don't have the right to ask you, but please come with me to the pickets." Qu Sen stared at her with a serious expression.

"You guys, what are you doing?" A shout came from behind Qu Sen.

Qu Sen quickly turned around to look. The two pickets who had just gone upstairs had returned.

It wasn't just the two pickets. Even the soldier in charge of registration at the entrance of the first floor had been alerted by Qu Sen's shout. He hurriedly ran up to check on the situation.

Seeing that the two pickets had returned, Qu Sen felt a little more at ease. He once again turned his head to look at the female military officer not far away.

Compared to Qu Sen, the female military officer appeared to be even more panicked. She subconsciously put some distance between her two feet and assumed an awkward posture. His opponent's actions made Qu Sen nervous again. His feet also moved into a stance, and his two arms were slightly arched. He threatened, "I advise you not to move. I'm here to participate in the combat event."

Qu Sen was not frightened by a woman. It was mainly because the female spies on TV were not only able to throw darts at targets with a raise of their hands, but they could also shoot at targets from several kilometers away. Who knew if this woman in front of him had a silenced pistol or a syringe filled with poison.

However, Qu Sen was only trying to scare her. The company's martial arts training had already begun, but he had always been focusing on the 400-meter event. His current combat ability was only at the level of military boxing.

However, the female military officer did not know that. She was really scared by Qu Sen. She did not need to think to know that he was definitely not ordinary to be able to participate in the martial arts competition of the entire military region. She was afraid that if she moved, the other party would rush over and throw her to the ground or capture her.

"What are you two doing?" The pickets quickly walked through the corridor and approached them. They saw the two people in a stalemate and asked the same question again.

"Reporting to the squad leader!" When Qu Sen saw the pickets approaching, he finally felt more at ease. He took the lead and pointed at the female military officer and said, "This female comrade just asked me to use the name of Central TV's Director Zhang to ask Staff Officer Zhao for the results of the martial arts competition. She also wanted the results of the events with high technical content. When I asked her for her name and unit, she refused to tell me. When she saw you guys patrolling, she panicked and wanted to leave. "

Qu Sen's words made the two pickets' expressions turn even more serious. The leader saluted the female military officer and asked seriously, "Comrade, may I ask which unit you are from? Why do you want the results of the martial arts competition?"

"I can't tell you. If you want to ask, ask your leader to ask me." The female military officer's panicked expression was becoming more and more obvious, but her words were still firm.

"You can see our leader, but please come back with us." The leader of the pickets still spoke in an emotionless voice.

"Let me make a call first." The female military officer requested.

"You can make a call, but you have to come back with us first." The picket replied.

"Then let's go." The female military officer was quite straightforward. She didn't argue with the pickets and took the initiative to walk towards the stairs.

"You also come back with us." The leader of the pickets turned his face and said to Qu Sen, but his attitude was much better. He even explained, "Don't be nervous, it's just a registration."

"I, I still have to help Director Zhang get the camera battery." Something like a picket was something that soldiers didn't want to deal with. Qu Sen was no exception.

"It's fine. When Staff Officer Zhao comes back, I'll tell him to send someone over." Without waiting for the picket to speak, the soldier in charge of registration downstairs spoke up.

"…" Qu Sen was angry, but he couldn't say anything else. He could only tell them where Director Zhang was and hand over his documents before following the picket downstairs.

There was a picket car parked outside the building. The leader of the pickets sat in the front passenger seat. Qu Sen and the other picket sat in the back, sandwiching the female military officer in the middle. The picket car started and after a few turns, they arrived at the picket line.

The leader of the pickets arranged for Qu Sen and the female military officer to enter an empty room. He also arranged for two people to watch the door before going to find his leader. Inside the room, Qu Sen and the female military officer were left staring at each other.

"Which unit are you from?" The female military officer had calmed down by now. Her gaze was very unfriendly as she looked at Qu Sen and asked.

"Why do you want to know the unit number of my unit?" Qu Sen didn't back down and immediately asked back.

"Your unit. A small private soldier acting like a big official." The female military officer rolled her eyes at Qu Sen and looked out the window.

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