Zhang Feng did not need to worry about the investigation of the scene. Cui Baocheng was also worried that he would be over-stimulated and did excessive things, so he tried every means to get him out of the hole.
Back at the foot of the mountain, Cui Baocheng gave Zhang Feng a cigarette and said: "I know what you suspect and how hateful that family is, but I still have to say, if there is no evidence, don't take action. Once they are prepared, then It’s hard to get rid of this malignant tumor."
Zhang Feng took the lighter, lit the cigarette, snorted coldly, and the smoke sprayed out of his nose with a fierce aura.
"It doesn't matter whether there is evidence or not, as long as it is confirmed that the Wind Thunder Demon Dao was invited by the Su family, they must be responsible for the twenty-four girls who died!"
After he stomped, an ant was trampled to death.
With a muffled sound, the ground shook like a pile driver.
Cui Baocheng and the nearby police officers were taken aback and looked at him blankly.
"Don't mess around with you, I don't have any trouble with you, those people won't be merciless to you, and you have to think about it for your brothers and sisters." Cui Baocheng quickly persuaded.
Zhang Feng took a breath and exhaled for a long time: "If the Su family is inexplicably killed by someone, remember to find evidence."
"..."
Cui Baocheng was completely speechless. Te Miao's self kept emphasizing the evidence, but instead gave Zhang Feng a reason to gag himself. He really digs holes and jumps by himself.
"Give you three days, three days later, that is, at six o'clock in the morning on Monday, and there is no news of the real person Fenglei, I will go to Su's house and ask for an explanation!"
After that, Zhang Feng jumped and flew up to the treetops, and then began to flash. Every time he appeared, he was more than ten meters away, and disappeared into the darkness before dawn in the blink of an eye.
Cui Baocheng looked at the faint ray of light on the east side, threw away the cigarette, and stomped it out forcefully.
…
When the sky was shining slightly, Zhang Feng returned to the Mid-Levels villa. The old housekeeper was guarding at the door, and when he saw him, he hurried forward.
"Mr. Zhang, Miss Gu went directly to the airport. I heard that the headquarters sent someone to investigate her. You must speak for her!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng was stunned: "I am not a member of the Dragonscale Organization, what can I say for help?"
The butler looked sad and stomped straight: "What can I do... What can I do, Miss Gu will be sent to the field troops, she
A little girl, who has never gone abroad for field missions, will suffer from a cunning enemy! "
The old butler is getting old and a bit verbose, but what he said represents the seriousness of the matter.
"You mean, Gu Ling made a big mistake?" Zhang Feng asked in a deep voice.
The housekeeper hurriedly responded: "I don't know about this assault mission. I heard that a member of the team suffered from appendicitis beforehand. Miss Gu had to take part in the mission for him and asked to lead the team because she is a ninth-rank martial artist and her job is more special. The action team is high, and the person in charge can only let her lead the team. As a result... ”
After listening to the butler's account, Zhang Feng coldly snorted: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. If someone wants to blame Gulin, I have to reason with Longlin!"
After receiving Zhang Feng's response, the butler was relieved and ran back to the villa anxiously, apparently calling.
Zhang Feng didn't think much, and went back to the large guest room on the third floor of the villa to continue his practice.
The purpose of coming here is to meditate, so naturally I won't waste time.
At 8 o'clock in the morning, Aunt Liu, the chef, prepared a hearty breakfast. Zhang Feng came down from the stairs and just sat at the table when the faint sound of a car engine made him put down his chopsticks.
After a while, Gu Ling, who was still wearing combat uniforms, walked into the villa first, followed by a young man wearing glasses, who kept his face cold, and did not say hello when he saw Zhang Feng. He entered the living room and separated from the dining table with Zhang. Feng looked at each other.
"You are Zhang Feng. At 3:30 in the morning, rescue Gu Ling and the people from the special operations team?" The young man looked cold and stared at Zhang Feng from a bird's-eye view. The look high above made people very disgusting.
Hearing that, Zhang Feng picked up his chopsticks again, added a fried dough stick, took a bite slowly, and after swallowing, he said: "Should you not report your name before questioning others?"
"Qiu Yu!"
The young man reported his name, but he didn't explain the specific word, so arrogantly he couldn't do it.
"Title?" Zhang Feng asked again.
With a simple conversation, the initiative changes hands.
Qiu Yu squinted his eyes and said indifferently: "The agent of the internal investigation department of Longlin, full-time responsible for..."
Zhang Feng interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said, "I see, the department that is responsible for checking their own people, like hyenas, will be sent out if they smell rancidity, which is very annoying."
Qiu Yu was immediately choked with anger.
His face is blue.
Gu Ling on the side wanted to ease the situation, but she seemed to be a little afraid of Qiu Yu. Two steps forward, she opened her mouth and still didn't say anything.
"Sit down and eat." Zhang Feng said without looking up.
Gu Ling hurriedly sat down at the table. It seemed that Zhang Feng was supporting her. She could relax a little. Qiu Yu glanced at the table and opened the chair. However, before sitting down, Zhang Feng spoke.
"Did you sit down? Aunt Liu prepared these things for me and Ling'er. You don't have your share." Zhang Feng still didn't look up.
"You..." Qiu Yu was embarrassed and annoyed, his face pale in anger.
He pointed at Zhang Feng and roared: "Zhang Feng, don't think I don't know your identity, just a prisoner of Dragon Scale!"
"prisoner?"
Zhang Feng raised his head and looked at Gu Ling.
"Uh... okay... okay, but there is no restriction on freedom. Once the matter is investigated, it will be fine." Gu Ling became nervous, and his chopsticks fell off.
Seeing her pitifully angry at both ends, Zhang Feng smiled lightly and helped her to take the chopsticks again and put them in her hands.
"What are you nervous about, I didn't blame you."
"Okay... OK..." Gu Ling's face blushed slightly, and he didn't dare to look up.
Qiu Yu watched this scene, and was very angry. How could the senior agent trained by Longlin be able to abduct a prisoner
"Zhang Feng, please pay attention to your identity. Gu Ling's task is to supervise you and be quick, and don't walk too close to her!"
"is it?"
Zhang Feng didn't look at him at all, took a bit of mustard shreds, put it in Gulin's bowl, and said softly: "I have been busy all night, hurry up and eat something."
Gu Ling was flattered, didn't even take the fried dough sticks, and ate the mustard tuber.
Zhang Feng thoughtfully gave her a fried dough stick and served her a bowl of soy milk.
Gu Ling happily completely forgot Qiu Yu's existence, her little face was flushed with a happy smile, and she was biting on fried dough sticks...
"Zhang Feng, you are not the brother-in-law, this is not the place for you to pick up girls!" Qiu Yu shouted furiously, forgetting the purpose of coming here.
Gu Ling was startled, and hurriedly put down the fried dough sticks, stood up, and bowed his head, his face turned pale.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Feng said slowly: "If you dare to disturb me and Ling'er for breakfast, I will slap you to death, get out!"
(End of this chapter)