Ling Yi took a deep breath, quietly took out his gun, and kept his voice to a minimum. "The suspect was found, under the banyan tree a hundred meters from the six o'clock direction of the musical fountain."

"Received, I'll come to support immediately."

Ling Yimao lowered his body, held the gun in both hands and lowered it, and slowly approached. At the moment before Chen Feng pulled the trigger, he raised his gun and shouted: "Put down the gun and hold your head with both hands." ”

"Put down your gun now!"

Chen Feng smiled weirdly, slowly left the sniper rifle with both hands, and turned around to smile at her, but in the next second, he grabbed a female passerby and put a dagger against her neck.

"Chen Feng—"

"It's you who should put down your gun, officer." Chen Feng sneered, and the scar on his face looked extremely terrifying.

"Help...... Don't shoot......" The hostage cried in fright.

Damn it. Ling Yi bit his lip and had no choice but to throw the gun.

Chen Feng threw off the hostage and ran, Ling Yi picked up the gun and chased after him. But there were too many people around, and she didn't dare to shoot for fear of being injured by mistake.

Chasing into an alley, Chen Feng suddenly jumped down from the wall and grabbed her by the neck.

She was defenseless and was crushed to the ground, and at this time she usually learned to fight and grapple was useless, so she could only push and hit his arm hard, but Chen Feng was too strong to move. He gritted his teeth, his eyes were fierce, and he kept increasing his strength to strangle her.

His gaze began to rotate, and Ling Yi was stunned to see a 9999 car rushing towards him, and then he was completely unconscious.

……

"Catch him, don't ...... Don't let him run......"

Ling Yi woke up from a dream in pursuit of the prisoner, and a little boy carved in pink crashed into her sight.

She was taken aback, and the funny thing is that the little boy was also so frightened by her that he screamed "ah" and ran away without a trace.

"Officer Ling, you're awake." The beautiful maid walked in with a smile on her face.

"How do you know I'm a police officer?"

"I saw the papers in your pocket."

"Where is this?"

"Star Palace."

"Star Palace?" No wonder the room resembles a splendid palace, the bed sheets and bedding are all high-grade silk, and the oil paintings on the walls are often tens of millions.

"That's right, the East Building of the Star Palace is where the president works. This is the West Building, where the president rests. ”

Before Ling Yi remembered that he was unconscious, he saw a car with license plate number 9999, which was the exclusive license plate number of the president in their country.

It was His Excellency the President who saved her.

"Your Excellency the President told you to wake up and go to him, these are clean clothes, let's change them on. You're so petite, and I wonder why the president brought a woman back. ”

Fortunately, she didn't know her identity as a woman, Ling Yi was secretly glad. I got up and looked at my glasses, and there was a purple-red strangulation mark on my neck, and I still felt a faint pain. "By the way, who was that little boy just now?"

"What little boy? We don't have a little boy here. ”

Did Ling Yixin hit a ghost? But she has never believed in cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and some of the so-called "supernatural cases" she took over before were all man-made after investigation.

But the little boy is white and tender, with a pair of big grape-like eyes shining, even if it is a ghost, it is also a cute ghost.

……

A long corridor with a heavy gray carpet on the floor, on which the glitter of Italian crystal chandeliers shines.

Portraits of previous heads of state hang on the snow-white walls, and a variety of delicate silverware shines. Uniformed butlers and servants are busy in an orderly manner, and their every move reflects the royal demeanor, intertwined into a low-key and luxurious picture.

Feet on the carpet, silent.

This is the Star Palace, the highest center of power in Country F.

A sense of solemnity and sacredness arose, and Ling Yi couldn't help but straighten his back. Every step is like stepping on the clouds, awe-inspiring.

"Our Star Palace has four floors, and the president's study is on the third floor, well, that's it."

Ling Yi looked in the direction of the woman's finger to the opposite side.

Several cabinet ministers, who are often seen on international channels, came out one after another with documents.

She saw a long back through the half-hidden door, bathed in the setting sun, black trousers, slender legs, and a white shirt on the upper body, but the simplest outfit was interpreted elegantly.

The man turned around, and a pair of dark blue eyes were far away from her.

Ling Yi's heart shook suddenly.

Some people, once they meet, will look at them for ten thousand years.