Twenty-three calls

It was a sleepless night. Tang Peng lay on the bed full of worries. Tossing and turning. Difficulty sleeping. Countless questions kept popping up in his head. Disturbed him unintentionally. He glanced sideways at Chang Jing, who was already asleep beside him. That lovely and innocent face. With a shallow smile. Maybe. She dreamed of her child at last. Wife's smile. Let Tang Peng's tired heart. Relaxed a little

But. Heavy night. It still makes people unable to sleep.

Tang Peng couldn't help but get up. Feel free to put on a coat. Paced alone to the windowsill. Looking out the window at the night scene that is still brightly lit. The cool evening breeze blew the glittering neon of the city into his eyes. made Tang Peng's vision gradually blur

I don't know why. At this time, Tang Peng really wanted to find someone to talk to. Although he didn't know what he wanted to say, he looked around. Obviously don't want to disturb the people around who are already asleep (Chang Jing. Sakura. So, who to look for, suddenly, a name immediately jumped out, a person who could be annoyed whenever and wherever he wanted, a person who could understand the other party even if he didn't say anything, a person who could be unrestrained in front of him, and could say whatever he wanted

CHENG Shuai. There's one thing I've always kept in my heart, and that's this: thank goodness. You're still alive (Cheng Shuai was 'blown up' five years ago).

Come to think of it. Tang Peng couldn't help but smile and shook his head. If only that idiot knew. I don't know what he will laugh at unconsciously. He's already on the phone. And pick up the microphone and prepare to dial. Suddenly. He stopped what he was doing. His brow furrowed suddenly:

The phone is hot.

The last time I used the phone was clearly a few hours ago (the one that the last marshal called).That is to say.Someone used the phone not long agoTang Peng closed his eyes.Trying to recall.Indeed, not long ago, I vaguely heard something.But I didn't care about it at the time.Now I think about it.The other party is deliberately whispering.So as to hide from himself in the middle of the night.Deliberately using a voice small enough to hide his ears.A trace of foreboding foreboding surfaced in his heart.Tang Peng hesitated for a while.Finally, he pressed the call back button

Phone monitor. Gradually play a familiar number

Subsequently. A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Hey. CHEN Xi. What's wrong. What's new?"

Tang Peng was stunned. The hand holding the phone is shaking. An extremely complex emotion fills the top of the brain with anger. Disappointed. Doubts, all kinds of emotions melt together in an instant. After leaving him speechless for a long time. Tang Peng suppressed all kinds of emotions in his heart. Try to calm yourself down. He slowly picked up the phone. Prepare a response

"Ahh Awake, Bart instinctively lowered his voice and howled.

"It turned out that Bart accidentally pressed the callback button and scared me. I thought something was wrong," muttered over there. Somewhat impatiently hung up the phone.

Tang Peng stood alone next to the phone. The constant "beep. The beep repeatedly stimulated his nerves for a long time. Tang Peng hung up the phone. A tear slipped silently to the ground. Make a subtle, crisp "tick" sound

Can. This damn phone call doesn't seem to be ready to give Tang Peng a sad time. The untimely one rang again.

Helpless. Tang Peng picked up the phone. And the voice on the other end of the phone made his originally low mood suddenly become angry:

"Hey. Ssangyong Detective Agency. I'm Tao Ran."

"What's the matter. Mr. Dark God."

"Tang Peng. Hehe. Answer the phone so quickly. Looks like you're losing sleep too."

"It's not about you. What's the matter. Please click directly. Don't waste each other's time."

"Huh. You're all around you."

Fierce. Tang Peng's brows furrowed suddenly. Immediately unfolded again:

"Sure enough, you already knew. That. You're just calling to mention this now. Did you think of a way to use this information?"

"That's why I like to talk to smart people. We don't need to waste too many words with each other."

"Then don't waste time. Just ask for it."

"You, you. It's still the same as before. It's scary, but it's okay. I really didn't have much time three days later. Ten o'clock in the evening. Take him to the 'Aftertaste Restaurant.'"

"That's all."

"That's all. Oh. Don't get me wrong. The 'he' I'm referring to is not Zhang Wenyu's 'stuff' (referring to exposing the collusion of the main militants in the Chinese and Japanese political circles to use their power to deliberately create conflicts. Evidence of provoking trouble. Thereinto. It includes some important evidence that can change the stance of most politicians on both sides and the overall political situation).Do you think I'm just asking you to bring those things in exchange for Miss Liu Min (currently controlled by the dark god as a hostage).Hehe.Of course it won't be like this.To be honest.Since those things have fallen into the hands of you and Cheng Shuai.You must have a way to make good use of them.Even if I get it in three days, it won't help.Of course.' Stuff is a must to bring. After all, I'd love to see what they're about, but what. I mean 'he' who has been causing me trouble lately. Keep hunting down the 'shadowless reserves'."

Twenty-four incomprehensible amorous

"Three days. You"

"Huh. Believe in yourself. You can. After all. You are the 'God of Reasoning' and the 'Seeker'. And you know what happens if you don't hand someone over by then. If that happens. I can only regret to say 'goodbye' to Miss Liu Min."

"You bastard"

"In addition, Tang Peng. I'm with you. And Cheng Shuai and Chen Xi, how long has it been since they got together for a meal."

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"I vaguely remember. Last time the four of us got together for dinner. It's still before your detective agency was founded, and the three of you were trying hard to persuade me to join, hehe."

"I don't know why. The tone on the other end became extremely sentimental and sincere. It made Tang Peng a little dazed for a while.

"Alas. If you can. Bring Chen Xi's guy with you then, but don't let Ao Shuang come with you, just see you later."

"Smack". Hung up the phone over there. Left Tang Peng, who was full of thoughts. A man stands quietly in front of the phone. Thinking about things on your mind alone

"Oh. That's right. I guess many readers don't understand what that 'end of the earth' is all about." Suddenly. Tang Peng slowly turned his head. Look straight ahead with a serious gaze." To explain this. We have to start with the last chapter of the eighth case of the sequel. Do you remember that it was written there at that time: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, the deputy director of the Standing Committee of the National People's Congress surnamed Zhang died, it was my fault, I didn't protect him, but. Before he died,' Liu Min paused. Glancing at the fruit that was holding her next to her. Hesitated. Go on.' Before he died, he repeatedly repeated the words "the end of the earth" and "", in fact, Liu Min at that time did not trust the fruit of the sudden change of position. So I didn't tell the truth. In fact. The so-called 'ends of the earth' is nothing more than 'just around', that is to say, Zhang Wenyu had secretly handed Liu Min the USB flash drive full of evidence before he died. Other words. The evidence has actually been on Liu Min. Because of a series of things that happened after that. And she was hindered by the fact that the fruit was always present. So it's hard to say it. Until she had to be taken away by Zhao Zhefeng. Forced by circumstances. She had to remind us that the 'things of the moment' in the detective agency are the most important things.' The plate is hidden under our eyes. It's in her room and such an obvious clue. Tao Ran couldn't have imagined it. So of course he knows what the evidence has come to us. It's just that he's been thinking about how to use this information. Thereupon. That's what the phone call above is about. For those of you who have long deduced this information based on the hints in the book. I just want to say sorry. Please ignore this statement. Just when the author is big and cheating on the word count"

Putting aside the nonsense, Tang Peng doesn't mention it. At this time, Cheng Shuai was under the night sky of another city. Lying on the floor of a hotel. Sleep like a dead pig. And the fruit next to him. I'm blushing. Squatting on the bed with a heartbeat. From time to time, I glanced at the heartless idiot detective on the floor with a pair of flattering eyes

How could it be so coincidental that there was only one room left, and when the room was opened, the waiter also reminded me meaningfully that the sound insulation of this room was not good. "Quiet" in the evening

"Yikes." As soon as I thought of it. The fruit's face was even more red. She buried her head in the pillow. Let your wandering thoughts ease a little.

But. But the eyes can't help but sneak a glimpse at the man sleeping on the floor, the idiot detective. That pervert. Idiot this in that direction. It was the second time they spent the night alone (the first time was in the snowy mountain cave in the third case of the first part) after experiencing so much. At this moment. The heart of the fruit. Become more sensitive. And feelings for this idiot detective. It also becomes more complicated in case. This idiot suddenly woke up and did something out of the ordinary, what should he do, should he resist?

"I don't know." The fruit was so ashamed that he hid under the covers. But it didn't work. Those cranky thoughts still bothered her. She didn't feel sleepy at all.

Again. The fruit quietly leaned out of the bed and took a look at the guy who slept like a dead pig, why did this guy sleep so soundly. I'm so angry. Am I the only one who is thinking nonsense? That. What have I become. Unrequited love. The more I think about it, the more angry I get. This guy. The guy looks like he's asleep. It's really handsome, and I've confessed anyway. He also took the kiss (see Chapter 19 of the sequel's 8th case).

"Hey. Wake up the old lady. Wake up. Get up."

"Ahh

"Face. Does it still hurt (Cheng Shuai was beaten into a pig's head by the fruit not long ago)"

"Sea. Sea consumption. Posts and telecommunications have decided (also. OK. It's kind of conscious)."

"If you think the floor is too cold. Able to sleep in bed."

"Sea. Sea consumption. Generous was stunned. Meha City Defa. Goose savings tax bird. Ah owes four labor-management birds (also. OK. It's not very cold. If it's okay. I continued to sleep. I'm trapped to death)."

"You can die."

"Purr"