Feng Xinglang squinted slightly and stared at Xing Ba tightly, his cold face stained with a hint of deceit.

Xing Ba thought for a while before replying, "I think it should be!" ”

Then he added, "I always feel that this Ba Song's identity is not simple! Eighty percent has nothing to do with Cong Gang's guy! If he is really Cong Gang's person, then his motives are self-evident! ”

Sure enough, just as Feng Xinglang expected: Hetun and Cong Gang fell into a situation of mutual anger!

"Take a little girl who is only 4 years old to make a fuss, you guys are too despicable, right?!"

Feng Xinglang hissed, his eyes full of anger.

"Prince Xing, you really wronged your father this time......"

"My own father Feng Yishan is dead!"

Before Xing Ba could finish speaking, Feng Xinglang stopped his words in a low voice.

"Yes, my father-in-law...... It's my father-in-law! ”

In order not to annoy Feng Xinglang, Xing Ba immediately corrected his name for Hetun.

"Prince, this time you really wronged my father-in-law! For the sake of the harmony of your family, my father-in-law spared Lao Qilan's life! I'm afraid that your eldest brother will be sad, and it can be regarded as repaying your eldest brother's kindness for saving your life, but I can't bear to let you be caught in the middle and be in a dilemma! So your own father...... No, how could my stepfather send someone to kidnap your eldest brother's daughter Feng Tuantuan? It's impossible to think about! ”

Among the righteous sons of Hetun, Xing Ba has the best mouth and the most slick way of things, perhaps because he has seen some things, and Xing Ba has bred some benevolent thoughts that a puppet tool should not have.

"Listen to what you say...... Is my niece really not in Hetun's hands? Feng Xinglang asked coldly.

"I'm not there!"

Xing Ba spread his hands, "There must be a wicked person who wants to blame my father-in-law!" ”

Feng Xinglang quietly stared at Xing Ba's small Danfeng eyes: the eyelid fissure was slender, narrow inside and wide outside, and the eyelid skin was thin.

Although he doesn't look like a good person, let alone an honest person, Xing Ba's eyes are cold and honest at this moment, not like he is deliberately hiding something, and he looks like a gentleman and frank.

"Well, you'll be used by me for the next few days! You are not allowed to go anywhere until you find my niece, just follow me and help me do things!" It's good to give your stepfather a clean slate! ”

Father and son are of the same heart! Feng Xinglang actually made the same request as his own father. Xing Ba's eyebrows were a little tangled, and he asked weakly, "Otherwise?" ”

"Otherwise, I'll go to Repulse Bay and force that old guy in Hetun to hand over my niece!"

“……”

The meaning of this Prince Xing is very clear and scoundrel: If you Xing Ba dare not mix with me and don't listen to me, I will go to make trouble with Hetun!

"Good...... I'm messing with you! I'm just a tool, a puppet, and I don't have much to say. ”

Xing Ba pushed the boat down the river and accepted Feng Xinglang's request. The anti-righteous father Hetun also meant this, at least he was so reluctant to accept it, so that Feng Xinglang would know that he owed him a favor.

"Then what does Prince Xing have now?"

Xing Bayi's low-profile voice was compromised.

"You go to Mo Ranran's room first to take a look, and there are also traces of mechanical claws on the wall outside the three-room children's room of the Feng family's main villa...... If it's really from Hetun, you should be more familiar with his modus operandi than I am! ”

“……”

Xing Ba frowned even more: This son is even more treacherous than his old son!

……

Ba Song told Cong Gang about Feng Xinglang's acceptance and leaving Xing Ba to handle the case in the Feng family.

And Feng Xinglang's behavior seems to show that he trusts the people of Hetun more!

Not surprising. After all, they are father and son. It's better than an outsider like him!

"Then don't meddle! Eat when it's time to eat, go to bed when it's time to sleep! ”

Cong Gang's words seemed to sound a little angry.

It's really chilling to be trusted by people you care about.

The key is that Feng Xinglang and Hetun just had a very unhappy quarrel because of Yan Bang's death, but now they are like a family again?

In other words, he Cong Gang has now become the object of suspicion by Feng Xinglang!

It's humorous!

Hung up the phone by the master coldly, Ba Song pursed his lips melancholy: These two angry days, when will it be the head!

But this letter is also true: Yan Bang's bones are not cold, how can he get along with his own father?

At least he has to snub his father for three years for Yan Bang to be angry enough for his brother, isn't it?!

It seems that no matter how good the siblings are, they can't compete with the blood relationship that is in the same vein!

Yan Bang, Yan Bang, you died in vain!

Xing Ba spent more than an hour inspecting and simulating the two villas of the Feng family inside and out, but his expression became more and more heavy.

He seems to have smelled something that shouldn't be smelled and traced!

Feng Xinglang did not accompany Xing Ba, but let Xing Ba investigate on his own. All he wants is the result, that is, the whereabouts of his niece Tuan Tuan.

"Xinglang, didn't you say that there is a whereabouts of Tuan Tuan? Take me there. I'm not going to mess with you anymore. ”

Feng Lixin was in a wheelchair and was pushed out of the study by the driver Xiaohu. This will also make it quicker.

Feng Xinglang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Xing Ba running between the two villas without a glance.

If he hadn't found anything, Xing Ba wouldn't have wanted to verify something like this.

If Ba Song didn't lie, then the person who kidnapped his niece should be a certain righteous son of Hetun!

If Xing Ba didn't deceive, wouldn't it be contradictory?!

Between them, according to common sense, it is logical that one of them should be lying!

But what if neither of them lied?

So what's the solution?!

"Xinglang...... Xinglang? Can we go? ”

Feng Lixin moved his wheelchair to the floor-to-ceiling window and tugged at Feng Xinglang in a trance.

"Huh?"

Feng Xinglang turned around and saw Feng Lixin in a wheelchair, "You took out this thing and used it again?" I can't forget it! Got feelings? ”

The thing in Feng Xinglang's mouth refers to the wheelchair that Feng Lixin is sitting in. Steward Mo has been preparing it.

Staring at the wheelchair, Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought again......

"Xinglang, don't laugh! I'm really worried about Tuan Tuan ......"

Feng Lixin's heart of worrying about his daughter was almost crushed.

"Tuan Tuan will be fine!"

Feng Xinglang comforted, then came over and kissed Feng Lixin's anxious brow, "Trust me!" ”

"But where is Tuan Tuan now? I'm going crazy! ”

Feng Lixin is really anxious. He couldn't wait to turn the entire Shencheng over.

"How do I feel...... Someone should be inside and out! ”

Feng Xinglang replied with a shallow mutter.