Walking out of the restaurant, the two fierce men who were waiting at the door of the restaurant immediately followed Song Luoshen silently.

Black suit, black leather shoes, wireless headsets stuffed in his ears, his expression is cold, and his eyes have been observing the surroundings without leaving a trace, like the kind of ace agent who protects the big man in the film and television film.

Song Luoshen took the elevator and went straight to the next floor.

At the entrance of the hotel, a fleet of Rolls-Royces and four Mercedes-Benz S-series cars waited quietly.

When he walked out of the hotel gate, Song Luoshen looked up at the fiery clouds rolling in the sky, stood for a moment, and then got on the long-awaited Rolls-Royce.

The luxury convoy slowly drove away.

"I heard that Kong Fujie and Li Futu had a boxing match, what happened?"

Song Luoshen looked ahead and said lightly.

"Kong Fujie set a house in the Tang Dynasty before, and then was robbed by Li Futu, Kong Fujie thus held a grudge, after coming to the East China Sea this time, Kong Fujie successively made trouble in the Red House and the Warring States Casino, Li Futu chose to be patient at first, and seemed to have no intention of grudging with the Kong family, but Kong Fujie did not relent, and finally made a big fuss in the Warring States gladiatorial arena, and invited Li Futu to fight in front of countless celebrities in the East China Sea. ”

Yu Kang, who was sitting next to him, seemed to know everything, telling everything that happened during this time.

Because in the home field of the Warring States, Li Futu had no way to retreat, he could only fight, Kong Fujie's successive provocations had obviously broken through the bottom line of his patience, a fierce battle, Kong Fujie was defeated by Li Futu, when Li Futu was about to kill the killer, a middle-aged man suddenly rushed to the stage and saved Kong Fujie's death, and then Gong Zhengyu, who was watching the battle, took the stage, but he did not mean to make a move, and let the middle-aged man take Kong Fujie away. ”

Yu Kang's tone did not fluctuate from beginning to end, without a trace of subjective emotion.

"It's really exciting, all kinds of gods and goddesses are on the stage. ”

Song Luoshen smiled, she didn't ask who the man who killed him was, there was no need to ask. If Yu Kang found out, he would not be called a strange middle-aged person.

"Miss, there is one more thing, now Yan Donglai and Gu Qingcang are fighting. ”

"Oh?"

Song Luoshen's eyes flickered, and he turned his head to play with the taste: "Didn't the two of them always have the well water and not the river water?"

"That's what I find weird. ”

Yu Kang frowned slightly, and his eyes showed a thoughtful look: "Since the assassination of Miss Cao, the official launched a strike hard operation, it stands to reason that both Gu Qingcang and Yan Donglai should exercise restraint at this time, but their subordinates have made trouble at this time, Miss, I think this matter is very strange......

Song Luoshen heard Yu Kang's voice, "You mean...... Someone is stirring up the storm in the dark?"

"The subordinates are not sure, after all...... The human heart is unpredictable. ”

From Cao Jinse's assassination to the current confrontation between Yan and Gu, Yu Kang has carefully sorted out everything, with his keen intuition for many years of intelligence work, there is a very clear voice in his heart that reminds him that there seems to be a black hand in the darkness that is slowly pushing all this, but he has no evidence.

He doesn't jump to conclusions without mastering convincing evidence.

"Miss, the situation in the East China Sea is very chaotic now, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will fish in troubled waters and add chaos, you had better pay attention to your own safety when traveling on weekdays. ”

Yu Kang reminded that in the past, he probably wouldn't have any worries, but the eldest lady of the Cao family was assassinated a few days ago, and at this juncture, anything can happen.

Song Luoshen smiled inexplicably, "I hope someone can attack me." ”

Yu Kang was stunned.

Song Luoshen squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes gradually became darker: "Cao Jinse was stabbed, those people in the Cao family would rather die to protect her safety, that Lu Chong, who was beaten half to death, grabbed the assassin and didn't let go, I'm curious, if I get to that time, how many people will sacrifice their lives to protect me?"

"Miss......"

She looked at Yu Kang, "Yu Kang, aren't you curious?"

Yu Kang lowered his head slightly and did not make a sound.

After staring at him for a while, Song Luoshen withdrew his gaze, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked, and murmured: "A hundred years of Song, it's really too big......"

……

City.

Office No. 1.

It can be said that Han Dong, who is standing at the top of the city, is holding a brush in his hand, looking focused, and practicing calligraphy.

His calligraphy is by no means an ordinary vassal elegance, but a real demeanor, dignified italics, stroke by stroke, not sharp, but full of the grandeur of a high-ranking official.

In the office, Xue Pinggui is reporting to work.

"Mayor Han, we have detained Zhou Hao and Liang Chengdi, I think their behavior is very bad, although they did not cause casualties, but they can be called lawless, in my opinion, they should be detained for one month to set an example. ”

The day after the incident, when Zhou Hao came out of the Gu family villa and did not return to his residence, he was intercepted and tortured into the bureau, and Liang Chengdi also suffered with him.

In order to avoid that the previous friendly relationship would not be broken by accident, Xue Pinggui asked Yan Donglai to communicate with Gu Qingcang in advance, and Yan and Gu made a guarantee on the spot, but Xue Pinggui didn't expect to make a fuss.

This kind of behavior is undoubtedly a big deal for him, a big man in the official face, and he feels that this is a challenge to his authority!

So he didn't have any scruples, and directly ordered people to be tortured, so as to make an example of chickens and monkeys and show his prestige.

"Inspector handling the case, this is your right, as long as you act according to the charter, you don't need to report to me. ”

Han Dong didn't look up, the brush in his hand didn't stop, "By the way, how is the case of Cao Jinse's assassination?"

"After those two killers fled from the sea and land to Jinling, they disappeared like evaporation from the world, and I suspect that there are also people in Jinling who have picked them up, and I am afraid that they have fled abroad under false identities. ”

Xue Pinggui said solemnly, his judgment obviously coincided with Song Luoshen.

"Of course, it is not ruled out that they are hiding, we have issued a warrant for the whole network, as long as they are still in the territory, as long as they show their heads, they will definitely be arrested immediately. ”

Han Dong was noncommittal, picked up the brush, and dipped it in ink: "Escaping is not necessarily a bad thing." ”

Xue Pinggui's eyes contracted violently, as if he hadn't heard anything, and was silent.

As Han Dong's thick ink swayed, a row of words gradually appeared on the snow-white rice paper.

"On March 7, it rained on Shahu Road. The rain gear went first, and the peers were embarrassed, and the rest of the people didn't realize it, and it was already sunny, so it was this word. ”

Su Shi, set the storm.

After writing the last word of the preface, Han Dong raised his head and smiled faintly: "Okay, you go down first." ”

"Yes. ”

Xue Pinggui turned around and was about to leave, but before he could reach the door, the office door rang.

"Mayor, Miss Song is here. ”

The secretary's voice came in with a knock on the door.

Han Dong, who had already lowered his head again and began to write the text, paused slightly, and a drop of ink at the tip of the pen dripped on the snow-white rice paper, slowly fainting, and coincidentally, it happened to drop on the top of the three characters of Dingfeng Bo.

He looked at the smudged ink and sighed softly, "What a coincidence." ”

(End of chapter)