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    Xia Xiang and the police chief will stay in the capital on Sunday and start looking for an agent on Monday.  They got no information about the first two names on the list.  The agent either didn't give Selena's photos to anyone else or just doesn't remember such a thing.  The third agent is Liang Yihuan. His office is smaller and sloppier than the other two.  The office reception was busy as usual with people patiently awaiting the announcement.  The note with the name of the Sheriff was sent in by a secretary with sad eyes. From the look of him, it seemed that he had been telling others "no" all his life and had been blamed for it.  Nothing happened.  Xia Xiang sat down at the end of the bench¡ªthat bench was already occupied by eight other people¡ªand started playing the crossword puzzle in the magazine.  The Sheriff is tired.  The secretary emerged from the inner door and was immediately surrounded by a group of applicants.  He pushed them away firmly but not maliciously and returned to his desk.

    "Listen, young man," the sergeant said, "I need to see Liang Yihuan immediately. This is a police matter."

    "Lin Yihuan is busy now." The secretary said coldly.

    "Then he has to let it go," the sergeant said.

    "Wait a moment." The secretary said as he put a copy of something into a big book.

    ¡°I have no time to waste,¡± said the Sheriff, striding through the inner door.

    "Liang Yihuan is not here." said the secretary, who stopped him as nimbly as an eel.

    "Oh, he's here," the sergeant said. "Now, please don't interfere with my official duties." He pushed the secretary aside with one hand and slammed the door open.  What appeared through the door was a young woman wearing minimal clothes, showing off her charms to several burly men smoking cigarettes.

    "Close the door, damn it." Not a single man raised his eyes and said impatiently, "What are you doing? Why do you let everyone in?"

    "Which one of you is Liang Yihuan?" the police chief asked.  He still stood there, glaring angrily at the second door across the room.

    "Liang Yihuan is not here. Can't you close the door?"

    The police sergeant came out unhappy, and was greeted with enthusiastic cheers from the reception hall.

    ¡°I say, old guy,¡± Xia wanted to say, ¡°eyes glowing after swallowing a wingless biped,¡¯ what does he mean? It sounds like a tiger carrying a woman on its back.¡±

    The Sheriff laughed.

    It¡¯s time for lunch break.  Now the inner door opened, and the young woman emerged, clothed and apparently conscious.  She smiled around her, then saw an acquaintance sitting next to Xia Xiang: "It's done, dear. 'Plane Girl', first row, both singing and dancing, starting work next week."

    The acquaintance expressed appropriate congratulations.  Two men smoking came out, and the crowd swarmed towards the back room.

    "Okay, girls." The secretary said, "It's useless for you to do this. Mr. Liang is busy."

    "Look over there," the sergeant said.

    At this time, the door opened a small gap, and an impatient voice came out: "Han Dong!"

    "I will tell him." The secretary said hurriedly, pushing aside a beautiful woman and slipping in through the crack in the door.

    "I don't care if he is Superman or Almighty God, he has to wait. Call that girl in, and - oh, Han Dong -"

    The secretary is back - unfortunately.  The beauty was quiet for a little while and then started to make a fuss.  Then the door suddenly opened completely, and everyone was there, the beauty, the secretary, and a particularly strong man with an expression of absolute compassion and a voice completely different from his threatening voice.

    "No, Bingbing, don't bother anymore, there is no position for you today, you are just wasting your time now. Be obedient. If there are any vacancies, I will let you know."

    His eyes fell on Xia Xiang.  Xia Xiang was stumped by the crossword puzzle, and his eyes were looking around in confusion, trying to find inspiration.

    "Han Dong! Why didn't you tell me? What do you think I paid you for? A waste of my time. You, what's your name? I've never been here before, right? I want someone like you  All kinds of things.¡±

    Another man appeared in the doorway.  He wasn't that strong, but he was still fat.

    "Tell you, we have the right person for you," the strong man roared excitedly.

    "What candidate?"

    "Who is the candidate?!" The strong man's tone trembled with indignation, "Of course it's for your play! Have you ever seen such a suitable candidate? We have the right person here. Let's settle on it? This nose alone can do it  I'll put on a good show for you."

    &nbsp"It's very suitable, Liang Yihuan." Then he replied, "But can he act?"

    "Performance?" Liang Yihuan burst out, "He doesn't need to perform. He just needs to walk up. Hey, you, that person, talk, can you talk?"

    "This, it's true, don't you know," Xia wanted to say, "Really, old guy, you made me very excited, what's wrong?"

    "That's right!" Liang Yihuan said proudly, "The voice is nice and the clothes are nice! I won't recommend you a guy who is useless, you know."

    ¡°Not bad,¡± an unknown person reluctantly admitted, ¡°Can you take a walk?¡±

    Xia Xiang obeyed and walked into the inner office with delicate steps.  Liang Yihuan muttered behind him, and an unknown person followed behind.  Han Dong was stunned and grabbed Liang Yihuan's sleeve.

    "I said," he said, "I think it was a misunderstanding."

    "What do you mean, misunderstanding?" His boss replied fiercely, "I don't know who he is, but he is the person we want, so don't complain here."

    "Have you ever played a leading role?" an unknown person asked Xia Xiang.

    Xia Xiang stopped at the door of the inner room, looking left and right at the stunned audience with indifferent eyes.

    ¡°I played the leading role,¡± he said loudly, ¡°Niulang, detective Zhiqiu¡¯s assistant, was tracking a murder case.¡±

    He dragged the two fat men into the room and closed the door behind them.

    "The door is well closed," someone said.

    "Okay," the police chief sighed, "Okay, what's going on!"

    He walked toward the door, but Han Dong didn't dare to stop him this time.

    "Okay, okay, okay," Lin Yihuan said, "Okay, okay!" He turned over Xia Xiangxiang's business card and stared at it, "What a shame! What a waste, isn't it? You have this face, you should get it  It makes tons of money."

    "Now, there's nothing I can get here," said the unknown, "so I'd better make the first move. Unless Xia wants to get interested in this. This will be exciting, right? Detective Niulang Assistant Zhiqiu  Xia Xiang is on the starring list?"

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