Qin'er looked at Lao Jin's appearance, and held back a smile in her heart, more happiness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Suddenly, Qin'er's face changed to surprise, and there was a little complaint.

Lao Jin turned his head and found Han Fei in rags. I wondered in my heart, but I was very happy, I just said in the morning that I would meet by fate, and I met again before I had lunch. However, Han Fei gave him a completely different feeling from the morning, restrained, like a dormant beast that would explode at any time.

Lao Jin didn't think much about it, he was a rough man, and thinking was not something he was good at. Lao Jin, who has lost his voice, has a strong intuition that ordinary people do not have, and after all these years of killing, he can especially sense the negative emotions in people.

Han Fei walked over slowly, pulled Lao Jin aside, and asked softly, "Qin'er doesn't know about last night's incident, right?" ”

Old Kim shook his head.

"Then don't tell her, if she asks about last night, just find a reason."

Lao Jin was puzzled, but nodded anyway.

Seeing that Qin'er had woken up, Han Fei planned to leave, and he didn't know how to subconsciously return here. Maybe it's because I have nowhere else to go. When the family is really ruined, you will find that you are not so strong.

Everything is like a dream, yesterday he was a jealous and hateful sword-raising boy, but today he has become a lost dog.

After Han Fei walked over to say hello, he said to Qin'er: "I have something to do, I'll leave first, and I'll go to NJ to find you later." ”

Qin'er didn't know that Han Fei had left in the morning, and thought that Han Fei waited until he woke up before leaving, and he had a good impression of Han Fei. If she knew about last night's events, then Han Fei's figure would no longer be able to leave her mind. Giving but not needing the other party to know, selflessness can be called love, otherwise it's just love.

How many people do you like in your life? I can't count them. And there is only one person who really loves in space and time.

Han Fei was walking in the forest, this time he didn't have a car, and he didn't know how many days it would take to get back to YC. By the time he returns to YC, the situation in YC should have stabilized. For this graduation exam, Han Fei felt very dissatisfied, and before he could do anything, things had already changed.

has been waiting for the end of the layout's backhand, and the moment the Jedi counterattacked, things got out of control unconsciously. It hasn't intervened yet, it's a foregone conclusion. Han Fei's efforts seem to have gone in the wrong direction, but instead they have become the help of the layout.

"No, the planner seems to have calculated himself all the time, and most of the plans have their own shadow in them, but it seems to have been premeditated." Han Fei suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Everything is seamlessly linked, from Xiao Si confiding in himself, a trainee police officer, to tracking Steward Zhang and being used. Han Fei has always wanted to be an insider, but he didn't know that he had long been an important part of the plan.

However, how can a layout that started a long time ago count itself in it? Could it be......

Han Fei shook his head and overturned his assumption, it would definitely not be Han Hu.

My brother finally died in front of his eyes, how could he be the murderer behind the scenes?

But if my brother is not involved, how can he be dealt with?

A large number of questions popped up in Han Fei's mind, tying Han Fei up with this case, and he couldn't give up this case at this time.

Just when Han Fei was thinking about this, a car came into Han Fei's line of sight, and Han Fei immediately hid behind a tree. Han Fei can be sure that it was the car driven by the black-faced man yesterday.

Han Fei quietly touched it, and there was a short and fat man sitting in the driver's seat, and he disappeared from yesterday's black-faced man.

Han Fei took the car as the center of the circle, with a radius of five meters, and increased the radius by two meters each time, and searched three circles. According to the traces left in each direction, a rough direction was determined. Then walk cautiously in that direction.

After walking for about half an hour, Han Fei found an accurate trace and found a strong man with a long-barreled shotgun hiding among the branches.

Han Fei thought about it for a while and found a few blind spots that could avoid being discovered, but he didn't rush through. Instead, he waited for the moment when the strong man was stunned, and quickly passed through the place that was not a dead end. Sure enough, there was a middle-aged man who was smaller than the strong man in front of him hidden between the branches in the back. Once you pass through the dead end of the previous outpost, you will immediately be spotted by the second outpost.

This group of people has a strong sense of anti-reconnaissance, and if they hadn't focused on the trees themselves, they would probably have planted them. However, the second whistle is already considered the limit, mainly due to the number of people.

Han Fei slipped in from the dead end of the second secret post, except for the two secret sentinels, there was no other danger, all the way was unimpeded, and soon came to the central place.

Two familiar figures appeared in Han Fei's eyes, and Steward Zhang and the black-faced man were talking. Han Fei looked at their mouths and began to translate the conversation.

Steward Zhang said with a smile: "The Black Panther is now the fourth master, and you are all responsible for this line." ”

"What's the four masters, aren't you afraid that this line is not safe, and use me as a substitute for the dead."

The black-faced man continued: "Don't talk about this, if it weren't for Master Zhang, I would still be a little minion now." ”

"Be polite, polite, win-win cooperation, there will be more opportunities for cooperation in the future."

"Cooperation is cooperation, boss let me ask who is the boss behind the scenes?"

"This? I'm in charge. ”

A malicious smile appeared on the black-faced man's face, and he said, "According to the report of the spies, I'm afraid that Master Zhang can't be completely in charge, right?" Without enough decision-making power, business is not easy to do. ”

Steward Zhang's face sank, "In this area, I have absolute control, if you don't believe it, don't do business." ”

The black-faced man was not frightened, but changed the topic, "I heard that Officer Han Hu died, but our boss misses him very much." I think at the beginning, he let the boss go once. The boss is grateful and plans to pay tribute to it himself. ”

Hearing the black-faced man mention Han Hu, Steward Zhang panicked for no reason like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

The black-faced man continued: "Originally, the boss still wanted to do business with Sheriff Han, it's a pity......"

Han Fei's heart tightened, could it be that Brother Fei really dominated everything? The facts are obvious, but there is still a voice in my heart that refutes it. Han Fei wanted to hear about it with his own ears.

Steward Zhang's face was depressed, "It seems that you all know it, and there is no point in pretending." All these plans were made by Han Hu, but he didn't expect that I would have joined forces with the county magistrate H a long time ago. Only when he dies can the county magistrate become a YC leader in the true sense of the word. The underworld and the white way respect him on the surface, but secretly no one takes him in their eyes, but it is convenient for me to 'coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes'. The title of county magistrate is still very useful. Now, Han Hu is dead, and I am Xu Changsheng in the real sense, and your boss didn't expect this, right? In the end, the depression on Steward Zhang's face disappeared, and instead he defeated the black-faced man.

Fiction is real, reality is fiction, fiction is real, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

The black-faced man had no way to tempt, and honestly put away his calculations. Since you can't dig deep secrets, let's go straight to business. Tearing the skin of the face, it is not good for anyone.

Steward Zhang and the black-faced man recovered as before, but Han Fei's heart became turbulent. At this moment, there was no point in rebutting, but he still didn't want to believe that Han Hu would calculate himself and participate in smuggling.

Just when Han Fei lost his mind, a wild fruit hit Han Fei's head from a height, and Han Fei suddenly lost consciousness.

Not far away, the big man who had been smashed and stunned by Han Fei slowly climbed down from the tree and carried Han Fei who had fainted in front of Steward Zhang.