Fang Zhicheng suddenly discovered something and asked in confusion: "Are you saying that Meng Hu has always been by my side to protect me?"
Ning Qiangwei sighed and said, "You are too insensitive. Meng Hu is the bodyguard arranged by the Su family to be by your side. Meng Hu has good fighting ability, but he is not flexible enough."
Fang Zhicheng frowned and said, “It’s really incompetent of him to show up after you captured the killer.”
Ning Qiangwei smiled and said, "Because he knew I was there, he didn't show up directly. Meng Hu needs to lurk by your side for a long time and show up as little as possible so that he can truly fulfill his duties. Moreover, he believes that with me around, you will be fine."
Fang Zhicheng laughed at himself and said, "Why do I feel so thrilling? I always feel like I almost said goodbye to this world."
Ning Qiangwei explained: "This is to teach you a lesson so that you know how dangerous the environment you are in is."
Fang Zhicheng sighed deeply and suddenly became a little absent-minded.
Perhaps I haven't adapted to it yet. The struggle between big families is not that simple. Even if there is no killer, I am afraid that I will always encounter similar crises in the future. For example, the most promising eldest son of Su Lao unfortunately passed away. This is an extremely real case.
Fang Zhicheng will have to deal with various dangers in the future, and Ning Qiangwei has been constantly strengthening Fang Zhicheng in the past period of time, which is actually making Fang Zhicheng stronger in disguise.
The road ahead requires not only a strong spiritual world, but also a strong body.
"Hiss..." Fang Zhicheng took a breath of cold air. Ning Qiangwei used a bit too much force when applying the medicine.
Ning Qiangwei's face turned red and white for a while. Just now, when she saw Fang Zhicheng thinking about something with a serious expression, she was actually a little absent-minded for a short time.
"The medicine has been applied. Let me bandage you. I think you'll be healed in a week." Ning Qiangwei said, diverting attention.
Fang Zhicheng's eyes fell on Ning Qiangwei's slender fingers, and he suddenly grasped her fingers, which surprised Ning Qiangwei.
Ning Qiangwei's palm was a little rough and a little cold.
"What are you doing?" Ning Qiangwei frowned.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Remember, this is the first time I hold your hand, as compensation for your life-saving grace just now."
"Bah!" Ning Qiangwei shook off Fang Zhicheng's hand, blushing and saying, "Next time you grab my hand, be careful or I'll chop you off."
Fang Zhicheng shrugged and said, "I'm used to letting threats like this go in one ear and out the other."
Ning Qiangwei snorted lightly, put away the medicine box, turned around and prepared to walk into her bedroom.
Fang Zhicheng was behind her and whispered, "Thank you for not leaving without saying goodbye." The next sentence was not said out loud, but hidden in her heart. If you really want to leave, you should at least say goodbye to me, right
Ning Qiangwei paused, then walked into the room decisively.
Fang Zhicheng carefully looked at Ning Qiangwei's hand, which he had just courageously held, and recalled the feeling. He thought to himself that there was nothing special about Ning Qiangwei's hands except that they were a little rough and cold, but why did they have such powerful strength
Ning Qiangwei's technique in treating wounds was more professional than those of the doctors and nurses in the hospital. The medicine she used was a powerful medicine specially made in the army, and the effect was better than the prescription drugs in the hospital, so there was no need for Fang Zhicheng to go to the hospital.
Although he was injured, he still had to go to work. Fang Zhicheng came to the office and gave Shang Yan an order to postpone all the external affairs activities today. Shang Yan was very surprised because Fang Zhicheng was a person who was very demanding about work plans and rarely changed the plans.
"Boss, are you feeling unwell?" Shang Yan asked doubtfully.
Fang Zhicheng pointed to his abdomen and said, "It's just a stomachache, but it's no big deal."
Shang Yan was a little surprised, smiled awkwardly, and said: "Okay, I'll change my schedule now. By the way, do you want me to buy some medicine?"
Fang Zhicheng guessed what Shang Yan was thinking from her changing expression. Women usually use stomachache as an excuse to shirk responsibility, but it was obviously wrong for a grown man like him to use stomachache as an excuse.
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said, "No need. By the way, try to reduce external affairs activities in the next few days."
Shang Yan looked at Fang Zhicheng entering the office with a strange expression, but for some reason, she couldn't help laughing out loud.
Fang Zhicheng stayed in the office and did not have any time to rest, as he was processing a large amount of official documents.
Many people think that civil servants have an easy life, but this is actually an illusion. If you are determined to work, there will always be endless things to do.
Around three o'clock, Ning Qiangwei called and said, "The killer's identity has been found out."
Fang Zhicheng nodded and asked, "Who is this person?"
Ning Qiangwei said, "His name is Ji Qiang, codenamed Poison Blade. He was a special forces soldier in the 1980s. He later joined a mercenary organization. He returned to China from abroad ten years ago and became a killer. He only accepts missions above A-level."
Fang Zhicheng was a little confused, "What does a mission above level A mean?"
Ning Qiangwei explained: "Missions with a bounty of more than 500,000 are called A-level."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "There's a lot of money in this business of being a killer. Killing one person is worth ten years of my salary. Have you found out any more information?"
Ning Qiangwei sighed and said, "He's very tight-lipped. Killers have to undergo rigorous training and can withstand all kinds of torture. If he doesn't want to talk, no one will know who his employer is. Now we can only get the answer from you. Do you have any mortal enemy?"
Fang Zhicheng didn't think about it. After a long time of thinking, he locked onto one person in his mind. Only Jin Feng would do such a crazy thing. Just imagine, for a person who can even kill his own elder brother, is there anything he can't do
However, Fang Zhicheng obviously did not expect that Jin Feng's hatred for him had reached such an extent that he actually spent 500,000 to hire someone to kill him.
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said, "He is probably the only one who can do this."
Ning Qiangwei asked: "Who is it?"
Fang Zhicheng said slowly: "Jin Feng is now the deputy director of the Provincial Development and Reform Commission."