Chapter 61: Big Ivan and Returning Home

(Restored before two o'clock)

The angels of Charlie Detective Agency followed Sabina's tracking signal all the way to the quarry. Ron, not only did not follow them, but he also took his men to eat the famous Turkish barbecue and take a Turkish bath, as if nothing happened. Same, playing until night.

"boSS, does it really matter if we don't have to help?" In the Turkish bath, Hank asked anxiously: "If they finish it before us, will it affect the distribution of the prototype?"

Hank and Arthur, as Ron's earliest subordinates, can be said to be Ron's right-hand men.

"Of course it will have an impact, but it doesn't matter. According to our current cooperative relationship with Charlie Detective Agency, if they succeed, we will be assigned at least one prototype machine anyway, which is enough for our little scientists. Well, as for the ownership of Elena, I think it doesn't matter at all."

"Let's not talk about the natural ability of women. She is inherently more willing to stand with female compatriots. Even if I absorb her into my scientific research team, it will be of no use. She is just an engineer responsible for system development. To put it simply, He is just a programmer. Those of you who have been dealing with gunfire may not know that this has no effect on equipment research and development."

Well, senior programmers are of course useful and valuable, but Ron already has them on hand, such as Peggy and Finch. Although these two are not considered members of the IRS establishment, Finch is only a full programmer. relationship, but Ron often outsourced the programming work that Sheldon and the others couldn't handle to them.

Especially Peggy, she handled almost all the control programs of Ron's power mecha by herself.

"Besides, I don't think it will be smooth sailing for them," Ron glanced at the darkening sky, with a playful smile on his lips: "Their mole knows almost everything about her actions. There is something in "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu. As the saying goes, 'Know the enemy and fight every battle without slacking off'. I don't think they can still win after losing their intelligence advantage."

On Ron's cell phone, a red dot representing old man Bosley was approaching the hotel where Charlie Detective Agency was staying temporarily, and that place was not far from the Turkish bath where Ron and the others took a bath, and then...

"boom!"

There was a huge explosion next door, and even the water in the hammam shook violently.

"Okay, now, it's time for us to take action, guys, put on your clothes and go~" After saying that, Ron was the first to wrap up his bathrobe and walked out, followed closely by Hank and Arthur.

If the wind from walking hadn't lifted the bathrobe, revealing her hairy thighs and chest, she would still look quite majestic.

The outer walls of the hotel where the angels stayed had been blown into ruins by bombs. In the ruins, Jane fainted in Sabina's arms and did not know whether she was alive or dead. Even the old woman code-named Bosley was lying outside the hotel not far away, struggling. Sit up.

"Looks like you need help, girls~" Ron held out his hand to Sabina.

Sabina helplessly put Jane into Ron's arms, "Ron, John took Elena away. Jane was seriously injured to protect me. I really don't know what to do now."

"It doesn't matter, leave everything to me." Ron was about to hand Jane to his men behind him, but Hank and Arthur were so frightened that they took a step back at the same time. Ron curled his lips disdainfully: "Two old men who are afraid of their wives~"

There was no other way, Ron could only carry Jane to the car, and let the other two angels get in the car. The car started until

(Restored before two o'clock)

The angels of Charlie Detective Agency followed Sabina's tracking signal all the way to the quarry. Ron, not only did not follow them, but he also took his men to eat the famous Turkish barbecue and take a Turkish bath, as if nothing happened. Same, playing until night.

"boSS, does it really matter if we don't have to help?" In the Turkish bath, Hank asked anxiously: "If they finish it before us, will it affect the distribution of the prototype?"

Hank and Arthur, as Ron's earliest subordinates, can be said to be Ron's right-hand men.

"Of course it will have an impact, but it doesn't matter. According to our current cooperative relationship with Charlie Detective Agency, if they succeed, we will be assigned at least one prototype machine anyway, which is enough for our little scientists. Well, as for the ownership of Elena, I think it doesn't matter at all."

"Let's not talk about the natural ability of women. She is inherently more willing to stand with female compatriots. Even if I absorb her into my scientific research team, it will be of no use. She is just an engineer responsible for system development. To put it simply, He is just a programmer. Those of you who have been dealing with gunfire may not know that this has no effect on equipment research and development."

Well, senior programmers are of course useful and valuable, but Ron already has them on hand, such as Peggy and Finch. Although these two are not considered members of the IRS establishment, Finch is only a full programmer. relationship, but Ron often outsourced the programming work that Sheldon and the others couldn't handle to them.

"The Rebirth of Financial Giants"

Especially Peggy, almost all the control programs of Ron's power mecha areShe did it all by herself.

"Besides, I don't think it will be smooth sailing for them," Ron glanced at the darkening sky, with a playful smile on his lips: "Their mole knows almost everything about her actions. There is something in "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu. As the saying goes, 'Know the enemy and fight every battle without slacking off'. I don't think they can still win after losing their intelligence advantage."

On Ron's cell phone, a red dot representing old man Bosley was approaching the hotel where Charlie Detective Agency was staying temporarily, and that place was not far from the Turkish bath where Ron and the others took a bath, and then...

"boom!"

There was a huge explosion next door, and even the water in the hammam shook violently.

"Okay, now, it's time for us to take action, guys, put on your clothes and go~" After saying that, Ron was the first to wrap up his bathrobe and walked out, followed closely by Hank and Arthur.

If the wind from walking hadn't lifted the bathrobe, revealing the hairy thighs and chest underneath, the aura would have been quite majestic.

The outer walls of the hotel where the angels stayed had been blown into ruins by bombs. In the ruins, Jane fainted in Sabina's arms and did not know whether she was alive or dead. Even the old woman code-named Bosley was lying outside the hotel not far away, struggling. Sit up.

"Looks like you need help, girls~" Ron held out his hand to Sabina.

Sabina helplessly put Jane into Ron's arms, "Ron, John took Elena away. Jane was seriously injured to protect me. I really don't know what to do now."

"It doesn't matter, leave everything to me." Ron was about to hand Jane to his men behind him, but Hank and Arthur were so frightened that they took a step back at the same time. Ron curled his lips disdainfully: "Two old men who are afraid of their wives~"

There was no other way, Ron could only carry Jane to the car, and let the other two angels get in the car. The car started until (recovered before two o'clock)

The angels of Charlie Detective Agency followed Sabina's tracking signal all the way to the quarry. Ron, not only did not follow them, but he also took his men to eat the famous Turkish barbecue and take a Turkish bath, as if nothing happened. Same, playing until night.

"boSS, does it really matter if we don't have to help?" In the Turkish bath, Hank asked anxiously: "If they finish it before us, will it affect the distribution of the prototype?"

Hank and Arthur, as Ron's earliest subordinates, can be said to be Ron's right-hand men.

"Of course it will have an impact, but it doesn't matter. According to our current cooperative relationship with Charlie Detective Agency, if they succeed, we will be assigned at least one prototype machine anyway, which is enough for our little scientists. Well, as for the ownership of Elena, I think it doesn't matter at all."

"Let's not talk about the natural ability of women. She is inherently more willing to stand with female compatriots. Even if I absorb her into my scientific research team, it will be of no use. She is just an engineer responsible for system development. To put it simply, He is just a programmer. Those of you who have been dealing with gunfire may not know that this has no effect on equipment research and development."

Well, senior programmers are of course useful and valuable, but Ron already has them on hand, such as Peggy and Finch. Although these two are not considered members of the IRS establishment, Finch is only a full programmer. relationship, but Ron often outsourced the programming work that Sheldon and the others couldn't handle to them.

Especially Peggy, she handled almost all the control programs of Ron's power mecha by herself.

"Besides, I don't think it will be smooth sailing for them," Ron glanced at the darkening sky, with a playful smile on his lips: "Their mole knows almost everything about her actions. There is something in "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu. As the saying goes, 'Know the enemy and fight every battle without slacking off'. I don't think they can still win after losing their intelligence advantage."

On Ron's cell phone, a red dot representing old man Bosley was approaching the hotel where Charlie Detective Agency was staying temporarily, and that place was not far from the Turkish bath where Ron and the others took a bath, and then...

"boom!"

There was a huge explosion next door, and even the water in the hammam shook violently.

"Okay, now, it's time for us to take action, guys, put on your clothes and go~" After saying that, Ron was the first to wrap up his bathrobe and walked out, followed closely by Hank and Arthur.

If the wind from walking hadn't lifted the bathrobe, revealing the hairy thighs and chest underneath, the aura would have been quite majestic.

The outer walls of the hotel where the angels stayed had been blown into ruins by bombs. In the ruins, Jane fainted in Sabina's arms and did not know whether she was alive or dead. Even the old woman code-named Bosley was lying outside the hotel not far away, struggling. Sit up.

"Looks like you need help, girls~" Ron held out his hand to Sabina.

Sabina helplessly put Jane into Ron's arms, "Ron, John took Elena away. Jane was seriously injured to protect me. I really don't know what to do now."

"It doesn't matter, leave everything to me." Ron was about to hand Jane to his subordinates behind him, but Hank and Arthur were so frightened that they took a step back at the same time. Ron curled his lips disdainfully: "Two old men who are afraid of their wives~"

There was no other way, Ron could only carry Jane to the car, and let the other two angels get in the car. The car started until (recovered before two o'clock)

The Angels of Charlie Detective Agency followed Sabina's tracking signal all the way to the quarry. Ron, not only did not follow them, but he also took his men to eat the famous Turkish barbecue and take a Turkish bath, as if nothing happened. Same, playing until night.

"boSS, does it really matter if we don't have to help?" Hank was uneasy in the Turkish bath.He asked: "If they finish it before us, will it have any impact on the distribution of the prototype?"

Hank and Arthur, as Ron's earliest subordinates, can be said to be Ron's right-hand men.

"Of course it will have an impact, but it doesn't matter. According to our current cooperative relationship with Charlie Detective Agency, if they succeed, we will be assigned at least one prototype machine anyway, which is enough for our little scientists. Well, as for the ownership of Elena, I think it doesn't matter at all."

"Let's not talk about the natural ability of women. She is inherently more willing to stand with female compatriots. Even if I absorb her into my scientific research team, it will be of no use. She is just an engineer responsible for system development. To put it simply, He is just a programmer. Those of you who have been dealing with gunfire may not know that this has no effect on equipment research and development."

Well, senior programmers are of course useful and valuable, but Ron already has them on hand, such as Peggy and Finch. Although these two are not considered members of the IRS establishment, Finch is only a full programmer. relationship, but Ron often outsourced the programming work that Sheldon and the others couldn't handle to them.

Especially Peggy, she handled almost all the control programs of Ron's power mecha by herself.

"Besides, I don't think it will be smooth sailing for them," Ron glanced at the darkening sky, with a playful smile on his lips: "Their mole knows almost everything about her actions. There is something in "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu. As the saying goes, 'Know the enemy and fight every battle without slacking off'. I don't think they can still win after losing their intelligence advantage."

On Ron's cell phone, a red dot representing old man Bosley was approaching the hotel where Charlie Detective Agency was staying temporarily, and that place was not far from the Turkish bath where Ron and the others took a bath, and then...

"boom!"

There was a huge explosion next door, and even the water in the hammam shook violently.

"Okay, now, it's time for us to take action, guys, put on your clothes and go~" After saying that, Ron was the first to wrap up his bathrobe and walked out, followed closely by Hank and Arthur.

If the wind from walking hadn't lifted the bathrobe, revealing the hairy thighs and chest underneath, the aura would have been quite majestic.

The outer walls of the hotel where the angels stayed had been blown into ruins by bombs. In the ruins, Jane fainted in Sabina's arms and did not know whether she was alive or dead. Even the old woman code-named Bosley was lying outside the hotel not far away, struggling. Sit up.

"Looks like you need help, girls~" Ron held out his hand to Sabina.