Feng Hu parked his car on the side of the road, entered a convenience store, and pointed to the cigarettes placed on the counter: "Give me a box of Hard China."

After paying the money, Feng Hu turned his head and looked at Long Xuejun who was walking into the shop. He smiled at Long Xuejun, but Long Xuejun actually smiled at him.

Feng Hu went forward and hugged Long Xuejun's shoulder: "I've been with me the same morning, aren't you tired?"

Long Xuejun let him hug him, but said, "I am worthy of being a criminal policeman, but I am quite vigilant."

Feng Hu lowered his face: "Tell me, who asked you to come?" While saying that, he forced Long Xuejun to walk towards him.

Long Xuejun didn't struggle and followed him into the car directly.

Feng Hu got into the co-pilot and started the car.

Long Xuejun took out a cigarette and lit one: "This car is good."

Feng Hu looked at him squintingly, but he became a little curious about him. This kid is really a big heart. Isn't he afraid that he will be unfavorable to him? But now he wants to know why Long Xuejun is following him.

"Tell me, who are you?" Long Xuejun's tone was very cold.

Long Xuejun sprayed a puff of smoke: "I will introduce myself. My name is Long Xuejun. I just released from the mental hospital. I am indeed a mental illness. You can go and check it. I have been in and out of the mental hospital in Lincheng several times."

Feng Hu was slightly stunned. His brain was a little short-circuited. How could he introduce himself like this? Not to mention that he was not mentally ill, even if he was really mentally ill, he wouldn't want others to talk about this? He started talking and his face looked very calm, as if it was mentally ill, which was not a great thing.

"Is this your reason for stalking me?" Feng Hu almost laughed out loud.

Long Xuejun said: "Of course not."

"Then you have to have a reason to follow me for a long time, right?" Feng Hu felt that it seemed that it was not easy to communicate with such a person.

"Why did you ever partner with Shen?" Long Xuejun asked directly.

Feng Hu became even more alert.

What exactly does this young man in front of him want to do? Is he related to Lao Shen?

"Yes, what are you asking about this?" Feng Hu continued to ask, and at this time he began to feel a little uneasy.

Long Xuejun took out a key: "This is obtained from Chen Laoer's cemetery. Do you know who Chen Laoer is?"

Feng Hu narrowed his eyes and looked at the key.

This key is the one used by Long Xuejun to open the storage cabinet of Kangya Fitness Club.

Long Xuejun was also watching Feng Hu at this moment, observing Feng Hu's reaction.

"What's the meaning?"

"A few years ago, someone wrote a letter to Shen He, but the letter did not seem to be handed over to Shen He. I happened to have it. I cracked the contents of the letter and got the key. What kind of key is this? Do you think it can be used to find the lock that can be opened and you can get the things inside? What is that thing? Will it have something to do with Shen He's death?"

Long Xuejun suddenly raised many questions.

Feng Hu pursed his lips, and he pulled over and stopped the car: "Can I see this key?"

Long Xuejun handed over the key with great politeness. Feng Hu took it and took it to Long Xuejun again: "Sorry, I really don't know what you said. I'm Lao Shen's partner, but when I was with him, he never mentioned any keys to me."

Feng Hu's reaction was long as Long Xuejun expected. In fact, Long Xuejun had known that Feng Hu had discovered him. He was deliberately exposed, with the purpose of approaching Feng Hu in this way and carefully observe what kind of person he was.

"Mr. Feng, the Kangya Fitness Club, shouldn't you be familiar with? You were a regular customer there before going to Shenzhen Stock Exchange. If I was not wrong, the storage locker No. 899 should have been rented by Mr. Feng for a long time, right?"

Feng Hu's eyelids twitched slightly, and he felt more and more that the young man in front of him was not simple.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" He glared at Long Xuejun.

Long Xuejun smiled: "Mr. Feng, you might have a murderous intention to kill me, right? No need, I said, I am just a madman and I like to do crazy things. Of course, if Mr. Feng really wants to kill me, you can try it and see if you can kill me."

Feng Hu made him feel uncomfortable: "I have no other meaning. I just want to know who is standing behind you, why should I investigate me?"

Long Xuejun closed his smile: "If you answer a few questions from me first, then I can answer a few questions from you too. Of course, the prerequisite is that you can be honest with me and no one can deceive anyone."

"Okay, I promise you." Feng Hu agreed very readily, but Long Xuejun was very disdainful: "Mr. Feng, this is yours. I just said, be honest, do you know what honesty is? You are obviously perfunctory."

Feng Hu was a little crazy. Yes, he did have the intention of perfunctory Long Xuejun. Only when the two knew each other, they didn't know each other's background. It was wrong, but he didn't know each other's background, but the other party seemed to have figured out himself clearly. How could he be honest?

"Haven't I promised you?" Feng Hu said fiercely.

Long Xuejun shook his head: "You just agreed too readily. In my opinion, you should hesitate for a while, then make some requests with caution, and finally agree to it will make you cautious and serious."

Feng Hu was a little angry. Now he really believed that the man in front of him had a problem with his brain. This was not a filming movie, so he had to play such a routine?

Long Xuejun sighed: "I am going to have my heart and the bright moon, why..." Feng Hu interrupted him before he finished reading his poem: "I am a straight man, and I don't have those colorful intestines. Do you ask whether you ask? If you don't ask, get off the bus quickly, where can I go back? Don't harass me again in the future."

Although Feng Hu is a straight man, it does not mean that he is not smart.

The old detective has never seen any storm or contacted anyone. It was just a sudden incident. He was not mentally prepared. Now he has calmed down.

But then again, he has never met someone like Long Xuejun before. He even felt that he could not see through the young man in front of him.

Long Xuejun actually got out of the car, closed the car door, and turned around and left without looking back.

Feng Hu was stunned and left like that?

He hesitated for a moment and got out of the car, wanting to chase Long Xuejun, but he took a step and stopped, got in, and drove away.

Long Xuejun also turned around at this moment and looked at Feng Hu's car going away. A smile appeared on his face: "It's interesting."

The phone rang, and Long Xuejun took a look and it was called by Shen Chen.

"Hey, is there anything wrong? I'm busy." Long Xuejun said angrily.

Chenchen asked, "Did you go find Feng Hu?"

"Is that Fu's surname told you?"

"Yes."

Long Xuejun coughed lightly: "Mama!"

Chenchen said: "Feng Hu is my father's partner, so you must not do anything randomly."

"I'm not messing around. I just want to ask him something, you're busy with yours. The case you have is not enough for you to work on, and you still have some idle thoughts about my affairs. That's it."

Long Xuejun said he was really hung up. He heard the "beep" sound in the receiver and was a little amused and laughed. However, he knew that Long Xuejun was a person with a proper sense, so he didn't say anything more.

Wang Lu pushed the door open and came to his office: "Remember, go to my house for dinner tonight."

Chen Chen really forgot about this matter. To be honest, he really doesn’t want to go, it’s embarrassing to think about it.

But he nodded. If he dared to refuse, Wang Lu would definitely hate him to death.

"Didn't you go with Luo Sen and the others to check the source of the flowers?" asked Shenchen.

"I'm back. These kinds of flowers can be found in some flower farmers, but the flower farmers also said that people often pick the flowers in their gardens secretly. Even if they stay for twenty-four hours, it's useless. When the garden is big, there are always places that cannot be seen. As for the Institute of Medicinal Plants, it's even more exaggerated. There are many varieties of them, and they can almost find them in the flowers that can be named, and they don't care much. Not to mention the people outside, even the students in the farm often go there to steal flowers. Whether it's the plant farmers or the Institute of Medicinal Plants, they usually turn a blind eye as long as they pick one or two flowers."

"That is to say, it's impossible to find out from the flowers?"

"It seems like this at the moment, but we have already greeted them. If we encounter someone who is going to pick flowers, we will notify us, especially the flowers we are concerned about."

After hearing what Wang Lu said, he smiled bitterly: "Are you sure that the murderer will use the same flower as before after taking action?"

Wang Lu obviously had already considered this: "What should I do? We can't send someone to guard the garden for them, right?"

"Off-seasonal flowering should be planted in greenhouses or greenhouses. Is it so easy to steal?"

Wang Lu gave him a blank look: "You will know that if you go and take a look, the ten acres of land are greenhouses. If you don't say anything else, you can't see the situation in all the sheds, and your vision is blocked by the greenhouse. And that place is not just a flower farmer, but a dozen, and greenhouses are greenhouses. The flowers planted by these flower farmers are not really for viewing, but mainly for medicinal materials. For example, we have said before that many flowers have medicinal value. Although they look good, the flower language is not good. Generally, flower shops cannot enter such flowers. For example, Xi Su represents anger, Lu Lian represents condemnation. Do you think there will be someone buying this flower language when the flower shop sells it?"

Chen Chen nodded slightly. Wang Lu was right, and it seemed unlikely to start from the flower.

Just as the flower farmers said, people would secretly pick their flowers every day, but they just picked a few pictures for fun. Sometimes there would be more people like this one day. Of course, when they saw them yelling, these people would not go around, but they were invisible?

"I am worried now that Rosen's call will be blown up by those flower farmers." Chen Chen suddenly said this.

Wang Lu was stunned at first, then she laughed. She already understood the meaning of Chenchen. Every day, there were people picking flowers. A flower farmer might face more than ten groups or more of a dozen flower farmers. As long as they saw the person who picked them, they would probably go crazy.

But soon Chen closed his smile. He was thinking about something, that is, if the clues about flowers are unreliable, then which direction should he investigate?

The anonymous phone number was not called again, would the other party really attack Wan Fei'er?

Chenchen didn't understand. Wan Feier had already broken up with Tang Jianwei. Why did that person count Tang Jianwei's death on Wan Feier's head? Obviously this is not reasonable.

The other party kept saying that Tang Jianwei's death had something to do with Wan Fei'er, what was it?
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