"But I do have a clue about this case."

Fang Jiexia heard this and quickly took the photo in Yaoyang's hand and looked at it:

The photo showed a slightly fat man in his thirties, with a mustache, wearing a blue suit and sunglasses. There was nothing visible about him at all.

Nothing could be seen from the photo. Fang Jiexia raised her head in confusion and then looked at Yaoyang, her big eyes full of doubts.

Yaoyang didn't hide it either, and said with a smile:

"I know this man. His beard is fake. His name is Xiaozhuang. He is a killer. And most importantly, I know where to find him." After saying this, Yaoyang suddenly stood up and walked out easily:

"Before I come back, you will be in charge of the police station. If you need to pass on information to other police stations for co-investigation, you will pass on the information and everything will be done according to formal procedures."

"In addition, please inform our brothers, especially Ajun, to stay in the police station and don't go out to find the judge and his gang. Those people are terrorists and are too dangerous. When I figure out the context, I will have a way to lure them out.

…”

In a small room in the basement of Yunlai Tea House.

As the boss here, Feng Si didn't look like a boss at all at this time. He was sitting on a small stool, his body seemed to have been waxed, motionless.

Of course, it wasn't that he was unwilling to move. What prompted him to do this was because a brand new black star was pointing at his forehead.

The person holding the black star in his hand is not an outsider, it is Feng Si’s number one killer Xiaozhuang. Why is this happening?

It’s not Xiaozhuang’s fault.

Not long ago, Xiaozhuang received a mission from Feng Si to assassinate Wang Dongyuan. He tried his best and succeeded in assassinating him.

It happened that just when he was about to leave after succeeding in the long-range sniper attack.

Suddenly a group of people appeared in speedboats and attacked him with all kinds of heavy firepower, including AK47s and rocket launchers. They looked like they were going to "pulverize him to pieces".

If it weren't for Xiaozhuang's fast running and good skills, he would have been doomed long ago.

What else can Xiaozhuang say when encountering such a thing?

Come back immediately to find Feng Si and find out the truth.

"Xiaozhuang, you don't even believe me anymore?"

Feng Si was pointed at a gun, his face was calm and his demeanor was not lost.

"Wang Dongyuan is dead. I succeeded. The people who appeared later came for me and wanted to kill me. Can I still believe you?"

Xiaozhuang did not choose to shoot. Perhaps he had been with Feng Si for a long time and was a good friend. He gave his own opinion and hoped to get an explanation from Feng Si.

After Feng Si was silent for a while, he immediately gave an explanation:

"Xiao Zhuang, you should know that this is how our game is played. We kill people, and some people also want to kill us. This is the rule of the game."

"Perhaps the person who paid for the murder is worried and wants to kill someone to silence him!"

Xiaozhuang was silent for ten seconds after hearing this, and then said:

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Feng Si did not answer directly, but said very sincerely:

"I have wanted to harvest the mountains for a long time, and I hope that after I harvest the mountains, I will have friends come over to have tea with me."

Xiaozhuang's hand holding the gun became a little relaxed. He lowered his head and then raised his head. His eyes were full of expectation and more of desire:

"Are we friends?"

"Always!"

Feng Si nodded affirmatively.

Xiaozhuang immediately put down his gun and placed it directly in front of Feng Si. He stood up, turned his back to Feng Si, and said calmly:

"Okay, since we are friends, you shouldn't point guns randomly. It was my fault this time."

Feng Si glanced at Xiaozhuang's back, then at the gun in front of him, stood up as well, and said:

"Xiaozhuang, forget it, we have received the money this time, and you have nothing to do. Just take the money and go, and live a peaceful life in the future."

Upon hearing these words, Xiaozhuang turned around, with a smile on his face, and said in an extremely affirmative tone:

"Fourth uncle, I'm sorry, it turns out you really didn't betray me."

With that said, Xiaozhuang stepped forward and picked up the gun again, pulled the bolt and ejected the magazine.

There was not even a bullet inside the magazine, nor inside the bolt.

Feng Si has been an agent for so long, and he is not stupid. He suddenly realized:

"So you are testing me."

You know, just now Xiaozhuang put down his gun and turned his back to Feng Si.

If Feng Si really had an idea, he should have picked up the gun immediately and shot Xiaozhuang directly, but Feng Si didn't!

Xiaozhuang was also smart. He held an empty gun from beginning to end, and after asking questions, he put down the gun to test.

Only in this way, until this moment, did Xiaozhuang truly trust Feng Si again, and said very honestly:

"I believe you didn't betray me, but I'm afraid I'll believe the wrong person. Fourth uncle, I'm sorry!"

Feng Si nodded in understanding, then shook his head again and said:

"I didn't blame you, and I want to thank you for trusting me and not killing me directly."

At this moment, a small voice came from the sealed window of the small room:

"The relationship between the killer and the agent is indeed very interesting. The killer is not ruthless and willing to listen to explanations. The agent has a conscience and is willing to be friends with a killer with blood on his hands."

"Fortunately, I didn't make the wrong friends."

"who?"

Xiaozhuang reacted very quickly. When he heard the sound, he waved his right hand and held a delicate small pistol in his sleeve, pointing it at the window.

"Sir Lei?"

Feng Si heard that the voice was familiar, and immediately stopped Xiaozhuang, looked at the sealed window, and tried.

"it's me!"

The voice from the window came again, and the words were very calm:

"Uncle Feng, open the door, it's just me. I've been outside for ten minutes and I heard everything. If I want to harm you, I won't come here alone.

After hearing this, Feng Si thought for a moment and whispered:

"Xiao Zhuang, put your gun away. He is the Commissioner of Mong Kok Police Station and a special friend. He is right. If he really wants to harm us, we will not be able to get out of Mong Kok."

Although Xiaozhuang is a little dissatisfied with this, he still doesn't believe that he can't get out with the gun in his hand.

However, Feng Si was still willing to give him face, and the people outside did not show any malice, so there was no need for him to take action.

However, Xiaozhuang still expressed his dissatisfaction and said calmly:

"Uncle Fourth, I never thought you could make friends with even the police."

"This policeman is different from other policemen!"

Feng Si answered this sentence, walked to the door, and opened it directly.

Sure enough, Yaoyang, who was tall and extraordinary in a black windbreaker, with a handsome face and eagle eyes, was standing at the door. He also held a handful of .38 in his right hand and casually put it in his pocket.

Striding into the door, Yaoyang ignored Feng Si for the first time and just looked at Xiaozhuang and said:

"Honestly, if you had even the slightest intention of shooting, you would have fallen down. Fortunately, everyone is happy with the result!"

When Xiaozhuang heard this, he frowned and said in dissatisfaction:

"The window is sealed with newspaper, how can you hit me?"

"I've been here for ten minutes and heard your words clearly from beginning to end, but neither of you noticed."

Yaoyang walked to the wooden bench carelessly and sat down directly, as if he were the host.

Xiaozhuang frowned, still a little dissatisfied and said:

"Even if you're hiding well, it doesn't necessarily mean how good your marksmanship is."

"I'll try it if I have a chance, but I don't want to have such a chance."

Yaoyang didn't mind the sting in Xiaozhuang's words, so he turned back to look at Feng Si.

Feng Si was honestly confused about Yaoyang's appearance.

Seeing Yaoyang now, Feng Si forced out a smile and said:

"Sir Lei, we are closed today."

"I know, you don't look like I'm here to eat."

Yaoyang nodded and said easily:

"Don't worry, I heard you want to retire. Based on our friendship over the past few years, I don't think I know about it. But I need to get some clues from you. This time the matter is big. If you

If you watch the evening news today, you will know..."
To be continued...