Taking advantage of this opportunity, I immediately pulled up the wind and cleared the sun, and we ran briskly outside, and when we ran out of the door of the nightclub, I exhaled.

I didn't expect the first time I came to the nightclub, it was like this, and I almost demolished the box for others.

Feng Qingyang was disgraced, his clothes were dirty, and he lost interest, so the two of us had to walk back to the hotel where we were staying.

As soon as we entered the room, Vincent came running over and asked us where we had been during the night, and I had to casually say that I had gone out for some entertainment.

Vincent asked me, has Miss Cheng Yan's problem been solved? When can I go back?

I discussed with Feng Qingyang, and the problem of the Nanyang physiotherapy club was basically clarified, and there was no point in staying here in Guancheng any longer, and I was in a hurry to go back to take care of the antique shop.

So I told Vinson that tomorrow I could go north to the Aizu Sea.

Vincent was very happy and said that he would arrange the booking of the flight.

The next morning, the three of us arrived at the airport to take a flight back to Jinhai.

When I was about to get on the plane, I called Cheng Yan and told her that her problem was basically solved, and I needed to talk to her face-to-face, and by the way, I would give her the tranquilizer made by Feng Qingyang.

Cheng Yan said that she is now filming in Beijing Film Studio, all of which are daytime scenes, and she will not be able to return to Jinhai to meet me at night, and I said okay.

A few hours later, the plane arrived at Jinhai Airport, we parted ways with Vincent, he was going to meet Cheng Yan with the crew, and Feng Qingyang and I were going back to Ancient Culture Street.

When passing through the exit of the station, a fat man hurriedly walked over and bumped into a full arm with Feng Qingyang.

The fat man had a bad temper, scolded the street boy in Cantonese, ignored us, and lowered his head to go inside.

Feng Qingyang is the kind of person who has to find something to do if he has nothing to do, not to mention, there are still people who dare to scold him.

So, Feng Qingyang grabbed the fat man.

The fat man probably didn't expect Feng Qingyang's strength to be so strong, and the trolley box in his hand fell to the ground.

The fat man picked up the trolley box, and suddenly became anxious, and looked back at us, his eyebrows were raised, and he looked very fierce.

I looked the fat man up and down, probably in his forties.

He is said to be fat, but all the flesh is piled up on the stomach, and there is not much flesh on the limbs and head, and the belly is very round, like a ball, and it looks like a pregnant woman.

The fat man wore a plaid shirt, suspenders, and a lot of oil on his hair, exactly the same as the fat cat in "The True Story of the Fat Cat", and the tone of his voice looked like a person from the other side of Xiangjiang.

The middle-aged fat man also looked us up and down, and said in an unkind tone: "What do you two street boys want to do, do you know who I am?" ”

I'm worried that Feng Qingyang is really going to find fault, probably because he was angry with Arnold Bear in a nightclub last night, and he didn't get a girl, he was a little annoyed and needed to vent.

So I hurriedly pulled Feng Qingyang's sleeve and whispered: "Forget it, forget it......"

Unexpectedly, Feng Qingyang ignored me completely, but said to the middle-aged fat man with a smile: "Hey, let me ask you, do you have paper and pen?" ”

The fat man was immediately stunned, in fact, I was also confused.

The fat man walked around Feng Qingyang and asked, "What are you talking about?!" ”

Feng Qingyang still said very casually: "Paper and pen, any paper will do, as long as you can write, you can ......"

The fat man glared at us, his expression still unkind, and he looked very alert.

Then, he took out a small notebook from his pocket with a pencil on it, he handed it to Feng Qingyang and said, "I want to see, what do you want to do?" ”

Feng Qingyang picked up the pencil and wrote a string of numbers in the notebook, I was also curious, and looked down to see that this string of numbers was actually Feng Qingyang's mobile phone number, and I continued to be confused.

Feng Qingyang handed the notebook with his mobile phone number to the fat man, and said very modestly: "This is my phone, within three months, you will have a feeling, and when you can't solve the problem, remember to call me!" ”

After speaking, Feng Qingyang turned around and was about to walk out, I also looked stupid, but before Feng Qingyang could take a few steps, the big fat man stopped him and asked, "What the hell are you doing, what do you mean?" ”

Feng Qingyang smiled and replied, "Tell you now, I'm afraid of scaring you, what's the use of you being in a hurry?" ”

The fat man was completely annoyed by the opponent in front of him, took out a wallet from his pocket, and quickly and skillfully swung it in front of our eyes.

I saw a few words on it - Guo Fuqiu, a senior police detective in a certain district.

It turns out that this fat man's name is Guo Fuqiu, hehe, such a big belly, it really looks like a ball.

Guo Fuqiu was obviously angry, panting for breath, but the corners of his mouth rose, and there was a taste of mockery, maybe he thought that he had shown his work card, proved his identity, and calmed me and Feng Qingyang.

However, I didn't expect that just a few seconds later, when I looked at Inspector Guo Fuqiu again, his face completely changed.

How to say it, in fact, it is difficult to describe, let's talk about the skin color first, just now, I saw Guo Fuqiu's face, which is a very ordinary skin color, not very white, but not black either.

But now, I see that Guo Fuqiu's face, from the top of his head to between his eyebrows, that is, the position of his forehead, has completely turned black, blacker than the bottom of the pot, no exaggeration.

In other words, Guo Fuqiu's face, half black and half white, looks like a two-color cake, which is extremely weird.

I looked carefully, and saw that between Guo Fuqiu's eyebrows, that is, the place in Yintang, there seemed to be a small spiral nest, which was spinning and bubbling black gas outward.

I didn't dare to continue looking, so I immediately moved my gaze to Feng Qingyang, and asked with a changed expression: "Little Flying Bear, there is something wrong with this person!! ”

didn't wait for Feng Qingyang to answer, how smart Guo Fuqiu was, he had already sensed from our eyes that something unexpected might have happened to him.

Guo Fuqiu asked us loudly, "What's the matter, what did you see???!!! ”

I glanced at Feng Qingyang, then at Guo Fuqiu, softened my tone and said, "Gao...... Inspector Gao, it's a bit complicated, why don't we find a quiet place to talk! ”

Unexpectedly, Guo Fuqiu was quite stubborn, he sneered and said, "No need, if you have something to say, make it clear here, say it quickly!! ”

Feng Qingyang touched his chin and said with a smile: "Fat man, your symptoms should not be very obvious now, you should not be in the Tao for a long time, if my guess is right, it should be a month ago...... However, within three months, something in you will have a flare up, and at that time...... Hehe, but it's miserable, so I hope to come to me as soon as you have a seizure, don't die, lest you suffer......"