Every day is one step closer to reality

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there were many topics about the new Yangcheng Museum of Natural Science. News was pushed locally through multiple channels, and official news also officially reported it.

Feng Yi checked his phone before going to bed at night and saw several articles. The popularity on the Internet was not bad. The Titan Boa model and Feng Yi's "Brother Snake" were frequently mentioned by netizens. This can be regarded as a benefit to both Feng Yi and Yangcheng Natural History Museum.

Feng Yi only glanced at the topic about Brother Snake on the Internet, and then paid attention to the serious official media reports.

One of the news reported by the Yangcheng official media included a photo of the certificate being issued.

He is now a formal member and official consultant of the Expert Committee of the Federal Insurance Bureau!

Although he is only a junior consultant, he is now a higher-level expert than before!

Isn’t it just an honor? It’s also recognized by the Joint Security Bureau. How valuable this is!

Not every junior consultant can join the expert committee. He can join because his ability to catch snakes is outstanding and irreplaceable!

Feng Yi was scrolling through the official news, feeling a little proud. He selected an article and forwarded it to his circle of friends, and clicked on the picture to save it to his phone.

As soon as the news broke, comments and likes came one after another. A variety show director who had rented Fengyi Courtyard before left a message:

[So you really never look back on the road to becoming an expert, do you really never take another look at the entertainment industry? It’s okay to guest star in a variety show if you have time! 】

When Feng Yi was interviewed at the opening ceremony of the museum today, he had already made it clear that he would not enter the entertainment industry. This was mentioned a lot on the Internet about Feng Yi. These people's comments were not really asking, they were just sighs.

Feng Yi replied to several people who specially sent private messages.

We don’t have time to go to the entertainment industry, and we, the special consultant, don’t have time to film!

After checking the news and replying to the message, Feng Yi turned off the light and put down the phone. He swung his tail into a comfortable position and closed his eyes to prepare for sleep.

In his bedroom, he has always been in a relatively relaxed state, moving in his true form.

Drowsiness is brewing. After a busy day, the brain is in a state of rest and can't wait to go to work.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, my phone rang.

In the darkness, Feng Yi opened his eyes.

The pupils of both eyes were narrow vertical lines, dilated due to the lack of light in the room.

There seemed to be no emotion in the eyes that seemed to have no trace of warmth.

However, there seemed to be countless violent particles moving around in the surrounding environment. If there were other creatures here, they would definitely feel uneasy for no reason.

Feng Yi stretched out his arm to take the phone over and looked at the caller ID.

She is Mr. Feng’s secretary.

The brain seems to be still in a standby state, and facial emotional reactions seem to be much slower.

Pressed the answer key:

"explain."

There was only one word, and there was no discernible rise and fall in the voice, and it was accompanied by a slightly uncomfortable breathy sound.

The secretary on the other end of the phone frowned and continued: "Master Yi, I'm sorry to bother you at this time. I'm the old man's secretary."

Feng Yi said "hmm" spiritlessly, indicating that he understood.

The secretary listened carefully to Feng Yi's voice and said at the same time: "Master Yi, is it convenient for us to talk to you now? The old man wants to say a few words to you."

Feng Yi yawned.

The secretary paused for a moment, then handed the phone to Mr. Feng who was sitting next to him. He covered the microphone of the phone and whispered in the old man's ear: "It's very quiet over there. His voice sounds a bit strange. I don't know if it's already there." Go to sleep."

After speaking, the secretary stepped aside, just far enough away that the voice on the other side of the phone could not be heard. After standing up, Mr. Secretary touched the goosebumps on his arms. I don't know what's going on. It's not cold, but when I answered the phone just now, I felt like I suddenly felt a chill, which made my hair stand on end.

Mr. Feng's face was as ugly as ever. When he heard the secretary's words, surprise flashed in his eyes.

The old man usually goes to bed very early, but today he couldn't fall asleep because he was in a bad mood and worried, so he finally decided to give Feng Yi a call.

He knew that it was very late, but he also knew that grandchildren and young people generally did not go to bed so early at night, especially people like Feng Chi. This time was the time to be energetic.

He thought Feng Yi was like this, but he didn't expect that Feng Yi had already fallen asleep.

However, Mr. Feng didn’t think he had done anything wrong, and he habitually spoke with a condescending tone: “You slept peacefully!”

Feng Yi didn't care about the old man's attitude and said calmly: "I am young, I am still growing, and I sleep a lot."

When Mr. Feng heard this, he wanted to curse, a man in his twenties still has a long body!

But thinking about the purpose of this call, I still held back.

After holding a high position for so many years, he has always spoken in the family and has a strong hand. He is no longer used to speaking tactfully.

"For what I said last time, I used one-third of my property in exchange."

Because it was on the phone, the old man didn't explain clearly, but Feng Yi knew what he was talking about.

The old man is still worried about the Feng family's secret.

Moreover, one-third of the property is already the biggest compromise the old man can give.

The remaining old man can't move easily now.

Even if it's only a third, it's still tempting enough.

Feng Chi always said that the things in the old man's hands would be enough for an ordinary person to feed him for a lifetime.

Even a dandy like Feng Chi would be greedy, let alone one-third of the total wealth in the hands of the old man!

Feng Yi was also greedy, but he knew that this deal could not be reached.

Secrets must never be told!

If someone like the old man knew the secret, Feng Yi's good days would be over.

Feng Yi's tone remained calm, and there was no sound of fluctuation, "I have no interest in your property."

The old man paused for a moment and then said, "You don't want to know the whereabouts of the betrayer?"

The person who opened a studio in partnership with Feng Yi and finally tricked Feng Yi and escaped with the money has not been caught until now.

Ever since Feng Yi knew that the old man had taken action in the studio, he understood that people were not easy to find.

Of course the traitor Feng Yi will always be remembered!

He also knew that the old man was using this matter to provoke him, and it was also a bargaining chip for the old man to negotiate.

The heavy tail swept slowly back and forth on the mattress, making a vague rustling sound.

In the room, every particle in the air seemed to be restless.

"I'll find it myself."

There was no ups and downs in Feng Yi's tone, and every word seemed to be extremely calm, accompanied by a little hissing sound of air flow, which was not obvious, like an illusion or distortion caused by phone interference.

Mr. Feng sounded uncomfortable, but he couldn't explain what it felt like. Maybe it's Feng Yi's brat attitude, or maybe it's because he hasn't stayed up late for a long time. It's rare that he hasn't rested until this point today, and his body is tired and protesting.

The old man looked gloomy, "Don't regret it!"

"No regrets."

After saying that, Feng Yi hung up the phone.

Throwing the phone aside, Feng Yi lay on the bed, quietly thinking about the old man and what happened in the studio last year.

Feeling wronged? Frustrated?

It seems a bit, but it seems not.

The mood is getting weaker and weaker.

The tail swung up, forming a hook-shaped question mark in the air, and then swung back again.

Feng Yi reached out and grabbed the tip of his tail, pillowing it behind his head.

Whatever happened in the studio, whether it was the Feng family who took action in the first place or the collaborator who betrayed him, the person standing behind it was the old man. In the final analysis, it was a matter between him and the old man. As long as the old man was solved, no one else would. question.

At present, neither he nor the old man can do anything to each other, but this situation will not last forever. One is about to die, and the other is in his prime. It is obvious who will benefit from it in the future. Therefore, Feng Yi is not in a hurry.

It's useless to be anxious, he can only be in a dormant state now.

But the old man will be more anxious.

He just needs to guard against the old man using some extreme methods.

At present, Feng Yi has a clear goal. Instead of thinking about so many useless things and getting involved in the bad things within the Feng family, it is better to start his own career first.

If you make more money and have more connections, you will have more advantages when facing the old man, and your success rate in finding people will be higher.

The bottom line is that we are short of money and people.

There was also the matter of venom, which was more important. He didn't have the energy to continue arguing with the old man in useless ways.

Before Director He left Yangcheng, he encouraged Feng Yi to take on more tasks from the Joint Security Bureau, but Feng Yi really couldn't let go to take them for a while. He had to see the progress of the Venom matter before taking on the task from the Federal Security Bureau.

The next day, Feng Yi went to see Xiao Wu.

"Can we start the venom thing?" Feng Yi asked.

"If you make this decision after careful consideration, of course. Of course you can start!"

Xiao Wu didn't reveal much before Feng Yi made the final decision, because Feng Yi's choice also determined how much Feng Yi could know.

After thinking about it, Xiao Wu asked: "I will arrange for you to meet with the manager of the laboratory over there. Do you choose not to meet and just talk on the phone, or do you want to talk after meeting?"

Feng Yi did not hesitate: "Make an appointment to meet."

Because he has been cheated, Feng Yi prefers to meet people in person, so that he can judge whether they are reliable through the micro-emotional information on the other person.

Now that Feng Yi has made his choice, the smile on Xiao Wu's face is getting bigger. It is a good thing for him that Feng Yi has chosen to study the venom.

Seeing that Feng Yi seemed unhappy, Xiao Wu, as a private doctor, would not ask too many personal matters besides his duties. But he could tell that Feng Yi was worried, and at the same time he noticed that Feng Yi looked at the instruments in the laboratory from time to time. Xiao Wu thought that Feng Yi was worried about the source of the expenses. After all, the instruments that the laboratory lacked were not cheap.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu comforted him: "After meeting with the manager of the laboratory over there, apart from providing the venom, you don't need to spend much energy. Those are their jobs, and the salary is also divided into the profits. You still You can do what you want to do, and as I said before, occupy a more important position in the Federal Security Bureau, and transform from a 'higher level' expert to a 'senior expert'."

Feng Yi didn't quite understand: "Huh?"

Xiao Wu looked serious: "Money is just a number, don't worry too much."

Feng Yi: "..."

What are you talking about?