Seeing Jiro Yoshida talking about operating controlled materials, Feng Tiandong deliberately showed a hesitant expression.

"If you do business to make money as an identity, and you are dealing in controlled materials, will it be a big trouble if your colleagues or superiors know about it?" Feng Tiandong expressed concern for Jiro Yoshida and said softly.

"Feng Jun, you really don't have any business acumen, you should know that doing any business will inevitably have certain risks. The greater the risk of a business, the higher its return will be, you should understand this truth. Jiro Yoshida shook his head and said nonchalantly.

Listening to Jiro Yoshida's words, Feng Tiandong frowned again and again.

Looking at Feng Tiandong's confused and hesitant expression, Jiro Yoshida stopped selling Guan Zi and said eagerly: "Feng Jun, don't hesitate anymore, you can rest assured, in our army, there are not a few people who do this kind of business, and there will definitely be no problems." ”

Feng Tiandong pondered for a long time, and finally made a gesture of determination: "Okay! Yoshida-kun, what do you say, I will fully cooperate. ”

"Roar! That's right, the next thing is for me to prepare the goods, and you find the buyer through the relationship, and then sell it at a high price. Seeing that Feng Tiandong finally agreed to cooperate, Jiro Yoshida couldn't help but be overjoyed, and made arrangements directly, and then said softly, "These things must be done in secret." ”

"Okay, then try it first, you prepare a small amount of supplies, and I'll go to the buyer to try it first." Feng Tiandong said cautiously.

"Yo Xi!" Jiro Yoshida happily raised the wine glass in his hand, and the two of them drank the wine in the glass together.

At this point in the conversation, both sides felt that they had achieved their goals, and everyone was very happy.

Through today's conversation, Feng Tiandong found that as long as there is money to be made, there is nothing that Jiro Yoshida does not dare to do.

In the future, with Jiro Yoshida, a bold guy, as a cover, Feng Tiandong felt that this was a material channel that he could make good use of, and he might bring many unexpected surprises to himself.

The next day, according to Feng Tiandong's arrangement, Xiao Fuzun brought two subordinates from home and took Feng Tiandong home to recuperate.

Back on the second floor of the medical hall, Xiaofu served Feng Tiandong and lay on the bed.

As soon as he settled down, Old Man Feng slowly walked in accompanied by Sun Yi.

Feng Tiandong saw his father walking to the side of the bed, struggling to sit up, but was stopped by the old man raising his hand.

The old man held down his son, looked at Feng Tiandong with distressed eyes, and said nothing. Then, the old man sat on the chair that Sun Yi had moved and took Feng Tiandong's vein.

"Alas! There is a serious loss of qi and blood. The old man sighed, turned his head and opened his mouth to Sun Yi to report a prescription, and Sun Yi hurriedly went downstairs to grab the medicine and decoction the medicine.

"That's what you do as a traitor." Seeing that there was no one else in the house, Old Man Feng looked at Feng Tiandong with hatred, and said in a low voice, "You say, should I praise or hate the person who hurt you?" ”

Feng Tiandong looked at his father in surprise.

"Don't be surprised, although you didn't tell me what you're doing, but Gu Huai has something to hide from me, you don't know how many people talk about you to me." Old Man Feng said slowly with a sad face.

"Dad, I have a hard time." Feng Tiandong took his father's hand and said softly, "But don't worry, I will never do anything to be sorry for my ancestors." ”

Looking at his father, who was getting old and worried, Feng Tiandong didn't know what to do, what could he say? He couldn't say anything.

"Alas!" Old Mr. Feng sighed heavily again, sat on the edge of the bed, and was silent, but everything the old man wanted to express could be seen from his face.

"Alas!" Feng Tiandong also sighed heavily.

Ma Tao came to visit Feng Tiandong.

Jiang Lin is here.

Li Yonghe came.

Liang Laoqi also came.

……

A few days later, Feng Tiandong's injuries were basically healed, and he was able to walk slowly on the ground.

That afternoon, a car stopped at the entrance of the medical hall, and Ma Fei accompanied Gendarmerie Lieutenant Kitano Kiyoshi out of the car, and politely invited Feng Tiandong to go to the gendarmerie.

Got into the car and followed them to the gendarmerie, where Feng Tiandong was immediately invited into a room.

There was a long table in the room, Diao Yifeng was already sitting behind the table, two or three meters away from the table, there was a chair, and some torture instruments were placed around the room.

Diao Yifeng motioned for Feng Tiandong to sit down on the chair, which was obviously an interrogation posture.

"Captain Diao, are you trying to interrogate me?" Feng Tiandong ignored Diao Yifeng's gesture, but limped up to Diao Yifeng and asked loudly.

"Translator Feng, don't get me wrong, please come, I just have a few questions to verify with you." Diao Yifeng smiled all over his face and said politely to Feng Tiandong.

"Do you have to take this approach to verify the problem? Where not, in the interrogation room of the gendarmerie? Does Ishikawa Taijun know about this? Feng Tiandong didn't eat his set at all, stretched out his hand and pointed at Diao Yifeng, and asked sharply, he was sure that Ishikawa Ichiro didn't know about it.

"Nakatani Taijun knows, don't talk about those useless ones, let's honestly verify the problem clearly." Diao Yifeng gradually put away his smile, moved out of Zhonggu Zao, and put on a businesslike posture.

Feng Tiandong looked at Kitano Qing, who was standing next to him, and saw that he was staring at him intently.

Seeing this situation, Feng Tiandong understood that this was something they had discussed, and since Zhonggu Zao had agreed, there was no need for him to have a senseless dispute with Diao Yifeng, no matter how much he argued, it was useless.

Turned around, lame, swayed to the chair opposite Diao Yifeng, sat lazily on it, turned his face sideways, squinted at Diao Yifeng, and grasped his temperament.

Feng Tiandong did this on the surface, he couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart, and his mind was spinning rapidly, he was wondering what was the flaw that made Diao Yifeng notice.

Looking at Feng Tiandong, who was obviously not ready to cooperate, Diao Yifeng was also uncomfortable, and he was also at a loss for this, and there was nothing he could do about Feng Tiandong.

Zhonggu Zao specially requested that unless there was conclusive evidence, he must be polite to Feng Tiandong, although he put on this posture in front of him, he couldn't be hard.

Ma Fei walked to the chair on Diao Yifeng's left and sat down, and a spy with a pen and paper in his hand sat on the other side, seemingly preparing to record, Kitano Qing stood straight next to him and observed.

"Before President Zhang Yanqing was assassinated, you knew the news of the banquet held in the 'Yanchun Building', right?"

"Did you share this news with anyone else?"

Diao Yifeng knocked on the table with his hand, drew Feng Tiandong's attention, and asked the above questions in a serious tone.

Feng Tiandong turned his face and looked at Diao Yifeng like a fool, without saying a word.