Double probe

Chapter 222

It took Yang Fei and the others two days to deal with the funeral of Bloody Mary and Leng Mo. Yang Fei and the others did not have any breakthroughs in the FBI headquarters, so they returned to Houston.

When they arrived in Houston, they found that the villa was still brightly lit. Yang Fei stepped up curiously and walked in. As soon as they entered the villa, they saw people busy in full swing. When they saw Yang Fei walking in At that time, basically everyone put down what they were doing and looked at Yang Fei in surprise. Yang Fei looked down at his body, and then asked, "Everyone, why are you looking at me like this?" As soon as the words fell, Sasha Williams squeezed out from the crowd, hugged Yang Fei tightly and then started crying. When Sasha Williams cried, Yang Fei became even more confused. Yang Fei patted Sasha Williams' back, and then asked: "Sasha, tell me what's going on? What's wrong?" Sasha Williams sent Yang Fei's arm away, and then squinted at Yang Fei. Yang Fei asked, "Who are you? You are not Yang. Yang and the others died on the way back to Houston." Yang Fei said with a dumbfounded smile, "Who else can I be if I am not Yang Fei? If you don't believe me, you can ask Ask them." After speaking, she turned her head and pointed behind her, indicating that she could ask Ken Dawkins and the others behind her.But when Yang Fei turned his head, he found that Paraty Houston and the others who were following behind him had disappeared inexplicably. After Yang Fei saw this, the hairs all over his body stood up.And now Sasha Williams, who is opposite him, took a pistol from nowhere, pointed the muzzle at Yang Fei's forehead, and said, "Ask who? Do you want to say Oliver or Ken or Paraty?" ? Didn’t they all die on the way back? Come on! Who are you?” At this time, Yang Fei was also asking himself repeatedly, who is he?Finally, he roared loudly and said, "I am Yang Fei!"

At this moment, Yang Fei opened his eyes and sat up, gasping for breath, big beads of sweat dripping down, Yang Fei looked around, he was on the plane , the people around, including the three of them, Paraty Houston, looked at him curiously. Yang Fei smiled a little embarrassedly, and then said something like embarrassment and sorry to the strangers next to him.After everyone around responded to Yang Fei with kind smiles, Yang Fei quietly asked Ken Dawkins who was sitting next to him, "Ken, did I shout out just now?" Ken Dawkins clicked Nodded, and then whispered: "Yes, not only shouted out, but also very loudly. What dream did you have just now?" Yang Fei scratched his head, recounted the dream just had, and sat in Yang Fei's other room. Paraty Houston on one side, said: "Yang, you have been too tired during this period, and your spirit has always been highly tense, so I think you should take a good rest for two days, just like Steve said, you are ours. Soul, if you fall down, how do we soulless people live? So you must rest!" Yang Fei said helplessly: "I really don't know if KW Group can give me this rest time." Oliver Martin stretched his head from Yang Fei's back and said: "Actually, you don't have to do everything yourself, after all, you still have so many students, don't you? Charles is very good, I don't think you will because of this time You don’t trust him in the Orlando case, right?” Yang Fei stood up, looked at Charles William Harker who was sitting next to Oliver Martin, then nodded with a smile, and said, “Okay! Rest for a week, I will leave all the affairs of the detective agency to you this week, I will take a good rest, don't bother me if you have nothing to do, and don't bother me if you have something to do."

Yang Fei and the others returned to their villa in Houston. After Yang Fei said hello to Sasha Williams and Zhao Changhe, he took his luggage and moved into the basketball hall. Before entering the basketball hall, he told everyone that every day Sasha Williams came in to deliver the food only during meals, and no one was allowed to disturb him at other times for a period of one week.

Yang Fei has laid out his luggage in the middle circle of the basketball court, and there is a huge whiteboard next to the luggage. In fact, Yang Fei is hiding in the basketball court. Now he needs to calm down all the cases that have happened. After sorting it out, although they solved two cases in Seattle and Orlando, what they solved was only the crime method. Although they knew the suspect, they didn't catch the real suspect, and the one caught by Tyrone Jefferson That person, even if Yang Fei hadn’t seen him, he would have guessed that that person must not be Heckles. Judging from the current situation, if Galen Miller is the contact person of KW Group in Seattle, then Heckles might be Contacts in Orlando, how could the KW Group let them fall into the hands of the FBI?

Yang Fei picked up the whiteboard pen, wrote KW Group on the whiteboard, and then drew several branches below, wrote the names of Galen Miller and Heikri on the branches, and then wrote next to KW Group I went to Carlos Vargas, but the name Carlos Vargas was only half written, Yang Fei stopped suddenly, and Yang Fei said to himself: "That's not right! The English initials of Carlos Vargas The abbreviation should be CW, but why KW Group? Could it be that there are some other secrets in it?" Yang Fei drew a big question mark where he stopped writing.

After Yang Fei finished writing, he returned to the luggage and sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed. He seemed to be asleep, but he didn't look like it when he looked closely.In fact, Yang Fei reconsidered whether he should go to Columbia in his own heart. After all, Steve Mobley disappeared in Colombia, but... Thinking of this, Yang Fei thought of this, opened his eyes, and stood up Come on, I wrote down a series of numbers on the whiteboard, which is the number that I called Yang Fei before. Yang Fei said to himself again: "Is this person Steve? If so, why did he say this?" I haven’t contacted me in time? Could it be that he is not doing well in Columbia?” Yang Fei went back to the luggage area, sat down cross-legged again, glanced at the words written on the whiteboard, and closed his eyes again up.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed. During this week, Yang Fei, besides looking at the whiteboard, closed his eyes and meditated. He finally came up with some key information.

(End of this chapter)