The personal soldier of the beautiful president

In the Porsche, Lin Wanyan looked at the text message on the phone with a complicated expression.

The content of the text message is very simple: I am Qin Feng, no matter what happens, don't interfere or intervene, try to stay in Ziyuan No. [-] during this time, I will take care of the rest, remember, don't reply!
She received this text message when she was in the meeting room. At that time, shareholders were raising their hands to make a resolution. She was about to get angry, but after seeing this text message, she tried her best to suppress her anger.

If it was a few days ago, when she saw this text message, she would definitely delete it immediately and scoff at it.

But now she has an inexplicable trust and dependence on Qin Feng. After seeing Qin Feng's text message, she also held back temporarily.

Otherwise, with her temper, how could she tolerate the behavior of Lin Ming and others.

Tiansheng Group is the painstaking effort of her father's life, and she will never allow anyone to spoil it!

Moreover, she not only received a text message from Qin Feng, but also a text message from her father. The two text messages expressed similar meanings, and asked her to do nothing during this time and rest for a few days.

Dad also specifically explained why he didn't rescue Qin Feng.

Because this is Qin Feng's conspiracy to lure snakes out of the cave, he intends to take this opportunity to find out all the black hands lurking in the dark and catch them all in one go.

As for the group thing?Dad also knew about it, and asked her to be patient for a while, and let those jumping clowns dance around for a few days...

Lin Wanyan didn't want to see the faces of Lin Ming and the others, so she simply let Shanshan take her leave and drove home by herself. It happened that she hadn't rested for several years, so she took this opportunity to relax.

Wait, no, isn't Qin Feng arrested at the police station?How can he still text?

Lin Wanyan suddenly remembered a question.

It happened to be traffic lights at this time, she parked the car in front of the zebra crossing, turned on the phone and scanned the text messages, only to find that the number was not Qin Feng's at all.

Lin Wanyan wanted to call back and ask, but thought of the word "Don't reply" at the back of the text message, and hesitated again.

Do you want to call back?
Lin Wanyan put her fingers on the top of the phone screen, a little tangled.

But in the end, she still couldn't hold back a certain impulse in her heart and dialed this phone number.

She really wanted to know Qin Feng's current situation.

"Hello? Hello, who is it?"

Soon, a deep and steady male voice came from the phone.

Lin Wanyan froze for a moment, this was not Qin Feng's voice.

"Hello? Who is it?" The person on the phone probably saw that Lin Wanyan didn't speak, so he asked again.

Lin Wanyan came back to her senses, and asked with a smile, "Hello, who are you?"

The person on the other side of the phone was silent for a while, probably wondering what kind of psychopath this is, he called him out of nowhere, and even asked who he was?If it wasn't for Lin Wanyan's nice voice, he would have hung up long ago.

"I'm Zhang Dongliang from the SWAT team, who are you?"

The person on the phone was one of the four special police who escorted Qin Feng to the detention center.

At this time, they had already sent Qin Feng to the detention center, completed the handover procedures, and were on their way back to the SWAT team.

As for that text message?

That was when Qin Feng was in the police car, he touched the cell phone of a special police officer beside him, sent a text message to Lin Wan, and then cleaned up the traces.

Therefore, the SWAT officer did not know about the text messages.

SWAT?

Lin Wanyan was a little confused.

"Hello? Who are you? What's the matter?" Seeing that the person on the other side of the phone was silent again, Zhang Dongliang became a little impatient.

"Ah, sorry, I made a typo."

Lin Wanyan groaned, apologized, and then quickly hung up the phone. When the green light came on, she quickly started the car, but her face was full of doubts.

She couldn't figure it out, how could Qin Feng use a special police mobile phone to send her text messages?Are they friends?

She almost asked the other party if she knew Qin Feng just now.

But he swallowed the words again, what if he wasn't a friend?
Fortunately, she didn't ask, otherwise there would be another trouble.

And that special police officer Zhang Dongliang was also confused at this time, the call was a bit inexplicable, which made him feel weird, but he didn't think too much about it, maybe it was really a wrong call?

Maybe it's a scam call?

But after hearing his identity as a special police officer, he gave up in fright?

Zhang Dongliang shook his head, put the phone back in his pocket, continued to chat with his comrades, and didn't care about this strange call anymore...

At this time, Donghai No. [-] Detention Center.

Qin Feng changed into a blue striped prison uniform, with heavy shackles on his hands and feet. Two prison guards guarded him, one on the left and one on the right, and there was another prison guard with pockmarks in front of him.

This pockmarked prison guard is Zhang Yong.

"Brother Yong, which cell is this suspect in?"

A prison guard at the back pushed Qin Feng, then asked with a smile.

"8 prison cells in District A."

Zhang Yong raised his head and chest, with his hands behind his back, like a king patrolling his territory.

"Brother Yong, you are here."

"Brother Yong..."

"Brother Yong, what did this guy do? Do I need to trouble you to escort him personally?"

Zhang Yong walked through the cells, and the prisoners inside all greeted him respectfully and smiled a lot.

Zhang Yong is the guard here, and he is relatively close to the director. His status in the detention center is quite high. Some suspects have to rely on his help if they want to bring things in from outside or talk to people outside.

Therefore, all the suspects who came in flattered Zhang Yong.

"Be honest, don't make trouble."

Zhang Yong knocked on the iron fence of the cell with his baton, and pretended to berate him, showing his prestige.

"Brother Yong, are you really going to be locked up in Cell 8?"

"Yeah, Brother Yong, nothing will happen, right?"

The two prison guards behind looked at each other, worried.

The prisoner in the 8th cell is not simple, it is said that he is a martial arts master who has lost his temper. Anyway, all the prisoners locked in the 8th cell will not come out whole, and they may even be killed.

Even the gangster-level prisoners in Section A of the detention center are extremely taboo and fearful of Cell 8.

Once there was a release, and for unknown reasons, a scuffle broke out. The prisoners in Cell 8 were alone, and all the prisoners in Section A were severely injured, and some were directly disabled.

You must know that the prisoners in District A are all serious criminals awaiting trial, and each of them is a vicious person.

But he was beaten down by the prisoners in cell 8, which is enough to show how powerful the prisoners in cell 8 are.

Since then, no one dared to provoke the prisoners in Cell 8.

However, they can't provoke it if they want to.

Since that incident, the prisoner in cell No. 8 has been imprisoned in the cell and never went out to let the wind go.

What's even more strange is that the prisoner in Cell No. 8 has never been tried, as if he had been forgotten.

The detention center is not a prison. Prisoners who have not yet been tried are held here, but this is also a matter of time. At most, they will be tried in two or three months, and then they will be sentenced and sent to prison.

It can be said that the prisoners in Cell No. 8 are a special case. It is said that they have been imprisoned for nearly ten years.

Zhang Yong sneered and said, "What could happen? Even if something happens, I will take care of it. What are you afraid of?"

"Haha, what Brother Yong said, are we the kind of people who are afraid of taking responsibility?"

"Yeah, yeah...Brother Yong, I heard you've committed? Do you have to treat me tonight?"

The two prison guards laughed and changed the subject.

"You guys are quite well informed." Zhang Yong said with a smug face, "Okay, let's go to the riverside for a drink tonight, and have fun."

"Brother Yong is very aggressive."

"Brother Yong, you have to take care of our brothers more in the future."

The two prison guards flattered and patted Zhang Yong, making Zhang Yong's face flushed, and the pockmarks on his face seemed to light up.

Qin Feng dragged his heavy anklet and walked slowly, but his eyes were looking around, remembering the structure of the entire detention center, the number and location of monitoring, etc. in his heart.

"Here we are, open the door."

At this time, Zhang Yong who was walking in front suddenly stopped.

This is a prison cell located in the corner of District A. Unlike other prison cells, the door of cell No. 8 is a heavy iron door with two small windows on the top and bottom, one for food and one for observation. It's like a prison cell for felons.

"Yong, Brother Yong, do you really want to open the door?"

A prison guard swallowed, looking terrified, his hand holding the key was trembling slightly.

It was as if a demon was imprisoned here!
Qin Feng frowned. Through the heavy iron gate, he could feel the violent and restless atmosphere inside, as if suppressing a giant dragon that would wake up at any time, giving people a feeling of fright.

interesting!
Unexpectedly, the person imprisoned here turned out to be a martial arts master!
Qin Feng is somewhat interested in the prisoners in this cell...