Chapter Ninety-Five: The Brocade Bag

"Bang-"

The door of the granary slammed open, and a detachment of heavily armed armed police rushed in and quickly dispersed.

It turned out that Situ Qiang heard the gunfire in the granary suddenly stopped, but no one came out, so he sent another team of armed police troops in.

Not long after, these armed police forces discovered Chen Feng and his party.

One after another, the sound of reports suddenly spread the scene in the field.

In less than a minute, Situ Qiang rushed in. In fact, he had long wanted to rush in personally, but as the director of the public security bureau, he also had to shoulder the responsibility of the commander-in-chief, how could he leave at will?

At this time, Situ Qiang was already stunned by the stump and broken arm along the way. Although he had seen the corpse that was split up by Hao Tianlong for a long time, there was no shock that came more than now. The scene in front of him, like a sea of blood hell, made him tremble slightly.

His eyes were already full of tears, and many of them were his subordinates......

"Director, the scene has been inspected and all dangers have been eliminated. Hao Tianlong's body was also found, which was confirmed dead. A soldier from the armed police reported the situation.

At this time, Situ Qiang came back from his grief, saw Chen Feng in the field, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Chen, why are you here?" He confidently blocked all the passages, how could Chen Feng appear here without their knowledge?

Chen Feng didn't speak, and stretched out his finger to the top of his head.

Situ Qiang looked up and saw that on the tall roof of the granary, a small piece of tile was gone.

"I see. Situ Qiang suddenly realized that he once again had a new understanding of Chen Feng's strength. Just jumping off such a high roof, how strong it is to do it.

"Son, thanks to Mr. Chen this time, otherwise, all of us would have been dismembered. Old Man Situ said solemnly. Thinking of the scene just now, he was still full of fear.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. Situ Qiang bowed deeply to Chen Feng.

However, Chen Feng ignored him, his eyes staring motionlessly at a yellow brocade belt around Hao Tianlong's waist.

Hao Tianlong's shirt was very wide, so when he was fighting just now, this yellow brocade belt was wrapped in his clothes and was not discovered by Chen Feng.

At this moment, when these armed police were inspecting the corpse, Hao Tianlong's shirt was torn off, and the yellow brocade belt was also exposed.

Chen Feng stepped forward and unloaded the yellow brocade bag.

"What are you doing, this is all evidence...... a police officer on the side immediately stepped forward and scolded angrily, and wanted to take back the brocade bag in Chen Feng's hand.

Situ Qiang hurriedly glanced at him.

With Situ Qiang's reminder, this police officer naturally wouldn't be entangled any longer, and awkwardly straightened his hat, and stood aside without saying a word.

Chen Feng carefully played with the yellow brocade bag in his hand, and the next moment, his face was happy, and he said to Situ Qiang: "Director Situ, the absence of this brocade bag shouldn't affect you, right?"

How could Situ Qiang not understand what Chen Feng meant, he pondered for a moment, and finally said: "According to the procedure, this is to be brought back to the bureau for sealing." However, the origin of this tip is unknown, and it needs to be identified by experts. Since Mr. Chen understands this business, let Mr. Chen appraise it. When it is identified, it will be handed back to the bureau. As he spoke, Situ Qiang glanced coldly at the police officer just now, full of deep meaning.

As if he hadn't heard anything, the officer just stood quietly to the side, not squinting.

Situ Qiang looked at him appreciatively and expressed great satisfaction.

Chen Feng nodded, knowing that Situ Qiang was making an excuse for himself. said that it was for Chen Feng's appraisal, but in fact, it was tantamount to handing over the tips to Chen Feng in disguise, as for when Chen Feng would identify the results, it was not Chen Feng himself who had the final say?

As for Hao Tianlong's knife, Chen Feng also wanted it. That knife looked like it was made of precious materials, and if Chen Feng could reforge it, he might be able to create a magic weapon-level magic weapon. However, this is a murder weapon, so naturally it can't be faked.

Subsequently, under the command of Situ Qiang, the police at the scene performed their duties and did their own work.

Others, on the other hand, were pulled into the hospital by ambulances that were already waiting outside.

......

In the city hospital, a girl covered in injuries was lying silently on the hospital bed, looking at the man in front of her with anticipation.

Under Chen Feng's short lean hair, a light flashed in his deep eyes.

"Take off your clothes. Chen Feng said softly.

"Huh?" Zhang Ruonan was stunned for a while, and then his face flushed. However, with the scars on her face, the blush was not very noticeable.

"Yes, you can not take off your clothes for the injuries on your face, but what about the injuries on your body?" Chen Feng said as a matter of course: "Is it possible to only treat the injuries on the face?"

Zhang Ruonan gently grabbed the quilt, and he could see the hesitation in his heart. However, it didn't take long for a hint of determination to flash across her face.

"Okay, I'll take it off. As she spoke, she tried to sit up from the bed. However, before she could make a move, a sharp pain made her face turn pale, and her face was covered with sweat.

"I ...... I can't move. Zhang Ruonan endured the pain and said weakly.

"That'...... Can I help you?" Chen Feng looked at Zhang Ruonan and suddenly became eager.

Because of Situ Qiang's relationship, Zhang Ruonan was admitted to the intensive care ward. Unlike the door of an ordinary ward, the door of the intensive care ward is sealed, with a piece of glass in the middle, so that you can see the scene inside the room at a glance.

At this time, the door had been locked by Chen Feng. At this moment, in this quiet ward, there are only two people, Chen Feng and Zhang Ruonan.

Lonely men and widows have been synonymous with ambiguity since ancient times.

At this moment, Chen Feng gently hugged Zhang Ruonan's shoulders and helped her up from the hospital bed. In this way, Zhang Ruonan completely leaned on Chen Feng's chest.

Smelling the fragrance of Zhang Ruonan's hair and feeling the softness of her body, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel his heart flutter.

Carefully holding Zhang Ruonan's body, Chen Feng had already touched the hem of her clothes with one hand.

"That'...... I took it off?" Chen Feng asked, but the glint in his eyes made Zhang Ruonan shy.

"Yes. Zhang Ruonan replied softly, like a kitten barking, which made people's hearts itch.

After receiving the reply, Chen Feng was no longer polite, and as soon as he raised his hand, he pulled up the corner of Zhang Ruonan's T-shirt. Suddenly, a large piece of white flesh jumped in front of him.

It's just that the fly in the ointment is that on this smooth milk-like skin, a hideous wound looks very abrupt, and the flesh rolls outward, like a bloody mouth about to open.

didn't stop, Chen Feng pulled up the other end of the T-shirt again, but there was no wound on this side. Chen Feng's hand accidentally swiped through Zhang Ruonan's skin, which immediately made his heart flutter.

"It's so slippery......"

"Smack-"

A T-shirt covered in blood was lightly thrown to the ground by Chen Feng, and a slender body appeared in front of Chen Feng's eyes.

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