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Chapter Seventy-Seven: Special Cases(6/8)

"snort!"

Seeing that the policeman who came in did not seem to have any ill intentions, Xiaozhuang sat down again and stopped making a sound.

Poor Feng Si, it was his land, but he didn't even have a stool to sit on. He smiled bitterly and said:

"Sir Lei, I saw the evening news tonight. The police said it was a terrorist attack. Do you think we look alike?"

"Of course you are not terrorists, you are just a killer agent, and you have a gold medal killer."

Yaoyang said it very easily, as if he was asking someone if they had eaten today.

Having said this, his face straightened up and he said again:

"And I have obtained clues about the terrorists from you."

Feng Si felt relieved when he heard this. Xiaozhuang was a little excited and said immediately:

"Do you know who wants to kill me?"

Yaoyang shook his head and nodded, and said easily:

"We don't know yet, but Uncle Feng knows everything. Uncle Feng, who paid the price to kill Wang Dongyuan?"

"Do you suspect the person who paid for the murder?"

Feng Si was stunned when he heard this, and said with a look of disbelief:

"It's impossible. If he was really that capable, he wouldn't have to look for me."

"Nothing is impossible, let's be honest, who paid for it!"

Yaoyang asked again.

"Sir Lei, you also know what line of work I am in and the rules of our line of work..."

Feng Si shook his head and said bitterly.

But before he could finish speaking, Yaoyang had already interrupted:

"Okay, Uncle Feng, didn't you already say before, prepare a gold basin and wash your hands. The rules of your industry in the past do not apply to now. Now you are a tea restaurant owner. The rules are right, you pay four dollars for meals.

Just a word, other rules are of no use to you."

"Who in the end paid the murder? Tell me quickly, don't delay!"

When Feng Si heard Yaoyang's words, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, secretly thinking that this friend was really right.

Yaoyang's meaning is undoubtedly clear. He can ignore his former killer agent's work and pretend he doesn't know anything about it.

From now on, I will regard him as an ordinary tea restaurant owner.

For ordinary people, this may be how it should be, and it is not worth paying attention to at all.

But for Feng Si, it was definitely a great kindness.

After all, Feng Si is an agent and is involved in many cases.

If Yaoyang wanted to do meritorious service, he could have been arrested and taken back to the police station. No matter how well he had hidden himself over the years, there were always some clues that could be found.

But Yaoyang didn't. He still chatted with him as if he were his friend, and his questions were also in a joking tone.

Not only Feng Si heard what Yaoyang meant, but Xiaozhuang who was next to him also heard that his first impression of Yaoyang was not good, and couldn't help but look at the policeman with admiration.

Somewhat moved, Xiaozhuang even changed his tone and persuaded:

"Fourth Uncle, since Sir Lei asked you for information, why don't you break the news? I also want to know who wants to kill people and silence them!"

When he mentioned the words "kill people and silence them", Xiaozhuang's voice turned cold again.

It's no wonder that anyone who encounters this kind of thing will be extremely angry.

What's more, Xiaozhuang is not easy to mess with. The title of Gold Medal Killer is not something he shouts out, but comes from his record of never losing once in the past few years.

If he failed in his mission this time and was silenced, according to the rules, he could swallow the bitter pill. No matter how painful it was, he swallowed it.

But this time he had already completed his mission, and he couldn't bear the fact that someone still wanted to silence him.

At this moment, Xiaozhuang also wanted to know who was so cruel and unscrupulous.

Faced with the persecution of two "good friends", Feng Si had no choice but to smile bitterly, unable to speak harshly, and said:

"It's Wang Dongyuan's nephew, Wang Hai."

Xiaozhuang was stunned, immediately entered melancholy mode, and sneered:

"Wang Hai? Nephew kills uncle? Ha, this world is really interesting, relatives are more ruthless than outsiders."

Yaoyang remained silent, his mind moving rapidly, sorting out his thoughts.

Feng Si may have thought that he had already said everything, so he simply didn’t hide anything and said carefully:

"I have had two contacts with Wang Hai. Although he is ruthless, he doesn't seem cunning, and he probably doesn't know any terrorists."

"If he invites others to kill Xiaozhuang and silence him, I believe it! But he doesn't have the guts to attack the charity conference, and he has no reason at all!"

When Yaoyang heard this, he retracted his thoughts and asked:

"What does Wang Hai do? According to the information from our police, Wang Dongyuan has been engaged in the arms and drug business, but recently he has washed his hands of the business and wants to clear his name, so he does good deeds everywhere."

"Is Wang Hai also engaged in arms and drug business?"

"yes!"

Feng Si replied affirmatively, and then said shrewdly:

"Sir Lei, do you think he was responsible for the attack on the charity conference?"

"He doesn't know how, it's no good, and he doesn't have the guts. But if he invited the judge and Wei Chai to finish it off, it would make sense."

Yaoyang's thoughts were completely clear at this moment, and his tone also had a hint of excitement.

There is no way, the Lantian Gun will be attacked, and the case is very clear, that is, Wei Chai and the judge came to Hong Kong Comprehensive City, chasing the doctor all the way.

Uncle Li wants to protect the doctor, so the two sides fight, and the gun will be blown up in the end.

An attack on a charity conference would be abnormal. It is weird from beginning to end.

Two or three minutes after Wang Dongyuan was assassinated, another person appeared to attack the charity meeting.

What kind of rhythm is this? It makes no sense at all.

Now, Yaoyang has completely figured it out.

Of course, Yaoyang understood, but Feng Si and Xiaozhuang were confused and didn't understand at all.

Feng Si is very smart. He knows that this matter may be troublesome and is unwilling to get involved. In short, he can cooperate with whatever Yaoyang asks.

But Xiaozhuang was not convinced. He was almost beaten to death, and he couldn't swallow his anger.

Seeing that Feng Si stopped talking, Xiaozhuang couldn't help but said:

"Sir Lei, can you tell me what's going on?"

Yaoyang glanced at Xiaozhuang and had neither good nor bad feelings towards this gold medal killer. He waved his hand and said:

"This matter is very involved and very troublesome. Do you really want to know? Now that you can go home safely and Uncle Feng is done with it, why not put down the gun from now on and find something to do that you like."

"As long as you disappear for a while, our police will take care of everything."

"If you get involved in this matter, the consequences will be serious, and you may even die."

Xiaozhuang shook his head and said with his characteristic melancholy words:

"Once you pick up the gun, it is not so easy to put it down. I am a killer, and I am the only one who kills. If I break the rules and get killed, I think I may feel unwilling to do so, but I will not regret it even if I die. Now

It’s not me who broke the rules, it’s someone who broke the rules, ignored morality, and wanted me dead!”

"If I didn't do him, it would be easy to let go of the gun in my hand. I'm afraid I will never be able to let go of the gun in my heart. I will never be reconciled to it."

After hearing what Xiaozhuang said, Yaoyang's favorable impression of him greatly increased.

A person who follows the rules and values ​​them deserves respect no matter what his or her identity is.

However, Yaoyang was not very familiar with Xiaozhuang after all, so he still looked at Feng Si and asked:

"Uncle Feng, what did you say?"

Feng Si smiled bitterly, shook his head and said:

"I have two friends, one is responsible for investigating this matter, and the other is unwilling to expose this matter. What can I say? Although I am a useless person, I should still have the ability to attack people."

Yaoyang laughed, but he would not be stupid enough to give up the two major help:

"Okay, then I will give you a share this time. Don't worry, I won't put you in danger..."

A small villa in Qingshui Bay, Gangzong City.

It was already twelve o'clock at night, but the place was still brightly lit and noisy.

Simply speaking, there are no other residential buildings around this villa, and it seems to have been specially built and purchased.

In fact, the land here is indeed purchased and built, unlike other villas, which are built by developers and then sold.

In the huge living room, a color TV was playing the evening news. At this time, it was already being played back for the second time.
To be continued...
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