I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

It was already half past one in the morning when Ye Feng left the farmer's market.

He sent Yanzi and the others home first, and then returned to the rental house at Zhongnanmen to rest.

Originally, he wanted to write down Yanzi's phone number before leaving, but Yanzi didn't have a mobile phone, so he had no choice but to write down Aunt Zheng's PHS number.

"Buy Yanzi a mobile phone someday, even a PHS." Ye Feng said to himself after lying down.

But he remembered the 30,000 yuan IOU he had written, and his head felt numb.

"Where do you get so much money? Three months is too short!" Ye Feng thought to himself. Now, only by finding Zhou Wanfu as soon as possible can Wanfu City be constructed normally and his salary guaranteed. Although it is still less than 30,000 yuan, he still needs someone to borrow from.

"Mr. Zhou, where are you?" He thought as he fell asleep.

In the dream, he met Yanzi again. Yanzi was wearing a plaid shirt, with long hair and a simple blush. She was smiling at him. But when he approached Yanzi, Yanzi was suddenly held hostage by a masked man. He ran away, shouting and chasing, but he couldn't catch up. So he used his magic power and pressed twice on his belly button. He was about to catch up, but fell into the same deep pit again. .....

"Swallow... no, no..." he shouted, and when he woke up, he was already covered in cold sweat.

He recalled the scene in his dream and sighed heavily. He looked at his phone and saw that it was already eight o'clock in the morning. There were two missed calls and one unread message on the screen.

Zhu Qingyu turned on his phone and saw that the missed call was from Xu Shijiang, and the message was also sent by him. The content was: "Come to the Public Security Department tomorrow morning. There is something important."

He put his phone on silent mode before going to bed last night because he was really tired these past two days and wanted to get a solid night's sleep.

After Zhu Qingyu simply washed up, he ran up to Jade Girl Peak. After stopping in the courtyard in front of the Public Security Department office building, he bent down and kicked his legs to stretch his muscles.

It was already working time, and the police officers from the Public Security Department were all in a hurry, rushing to the office.

"Zhu Qingyu!" shouted a rich baritone.

Zhu Qingyu was already familiar with this voice. He turned his head and saw Xu Shijiang entering the courtyard from the gate.

"Hey!" Zhu Qingyu agreed and waved.

Xu Shijiang came over and said quietly to Zhu Qingyu: "I'm looking for you. Director Zheng asked me to inform you that Operation Falcon will start in three days. During these three days, you have to go to the secret base in Fuyuan City." Let’s go and assist the criminal investigation in finding Zhou Wanfu’s whereabouts, so that we can rescue Zhou Wanfu while eradicating the Wuying Gang.”

After Xu Shijiang finished speaking, he told Zhu Qingyu the phone number of criminal investigation team leader Zhu Junji.

Zhu Qingyu asked: "Should I go alone?"

Xu Shijiang replied: "Captain Zhu will arrange for two people to go with you."

Next, Xu Shijiang took Zhu Qingyu to Zhu Junji's office. Captain Zhu was making tea, so he made a cup for Zhu Qingyu.

Xu Shijiang said hello and walked away.

After sitting down, Zhu Junji picked up the landline phone on his desk and pressed a few times and said, "Call two armed police officers to come to my office immediately."

After a while, two young men in casual clothes came in, one tall and one short, both of medium build and short hair. They had pistols and daggers on their waists. They wore a Ma Gua stamp on the outside. They would not be discovered if they were buttoned up. The guy on the body.

"This is Ma Shaobing, and this is Hong Zheng, the leading reconnaissance soldier of the Armed Police Detachment." Zhu introduced, "This is Comrade Zhu Qingyu, the special service officer of the bureau."

Zhu Qingyu nodded to the two of them as a greeting.

"I am in charge of this operation in name, but Comrade Zhu Qingyu is actually in charge, with the two of you assisting. You decide the specific action plan yourself, but there is only one purpose: to find out the whereabouts of Zhou Wanfu. The maximum time is three God, when we find the target within three days, we will launch Operation Falcon. I am waiting for your good news." Zhu Junji said.

"Where's the means of transportation?" Zhu Qingyu asked.

"There is no need to use transportation. Take the passenger ship from the border town to Fuyuan City and conduct reconnaissance along the way." Zhu Junji replied.

"Captain Zhu, I am a security guard, even if I am a special agent, I cannot be responsible for this operation!" Zhu Qingyu said in embarrassment.

"This is decided by Director Zheng. I have no power to change it." Zhu Junji smiled and said: "Perhaps, if we want to go deep into the tiger's den, there is no one more suitable than you in this bureau. Take our criminal investigation detachment as an example. The overall quality is relatively high." Low, the youngest comrade is thirty-two years old." Zhu Junji said.

Zhu Qingyu said nothing more. No matter what, this was the trust that Director Zheng and Captain Zhu had in him.

The three of them put on the melon-pipe hats prepared by Zhu Junji in advance and left Captain Zhu's office.

Under the camphor tree in the courtyard, Zhao Maohai's minivan was still parked there. Zhu Qingyu opened the door and the three of them got in to discuss a specific plan of action.

Twenty minutes later, Zhu Qingyu drove a minivan and parked it in the yard in front of the Zhongnanmen rental house, and then came to the dock of Chengnan Bridge.

It's cloudy and drizzling today, and the Sanjiang River is covered in gray, bringing a touch of melancholy to people traveling.

Zhu Qingyu bought three tickets, and the three of them boarded the "Fuyuan No. 9" passenger ship and sat down in the right corner of the back row of the cabin.

This is a high-class passenger ship from Mijiang to the border town. It has a movie theater, private rooms, and a restaurant. There are eight flower baskets tied to the bow, and a layer of colorful confetti is spread on the deck, as if a ceremony had just been held. What a celebration.

There were not many people on the boat today. There were more than 20 people, all locals who came to Fuyuan City from the border towns to visit relatives and friends or to do business.

After the boat had sailed for a few minutes, a young man wearing a floral shirt and a mustache played the game of yarn with a pencil. He held a pencil in one hand and a piece of yarn in the other. He raised his hands and said, "Everyone, before the movie starts, Everyone is sitting around and bored, so I’m here to cheer you up! A pencil set with wool, you can guess whether it’s right or not. You’ll get ten yuan for each correct guess, and you’ll lose ten yuan if you don’t guess correctly. It’s a little fun, everyone can participate! Come on, look. Look at my hand, look at the thread in my hand, is the hook in the hook? Who said it is in the hook? Then look at it, oh, you guessed it right, it is really in the hook!"

The mustache raised a pencil tied with wool in his hand, took out a ten-yuan RMB, came to the middle-aged man in his fifties sitting in the front row, and said: "Uncle, it's you again." If you are discerning, come here, this ten yuan is yours!" After that, he put the money in the middle-aged man's hand.

Mustache shouted again: "The game continues. If you want to guess, keep guessing and see who can guess correctly! Come one by one."

Next, the middle-aged man guessed again. This time he missed the guess and lost ten yuan.

The middle-aged man did not give up and guessed five or six times in succession. The bet changed from ten yuan to twenty yuan or fifty yuan. In the end, he only won once and failed to guess the rest, losing three hundred and fifty yuan. ten yuan.

Zhu Qingyu, Ma Shaobing and Hong Zheng looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and shook their heads.

"Is there anyone else who wants to guess, eh? It will be over without me." Mustache raised the wool and pencil in his hand and said loudly.

People were silent and expressionless, fearing that they would be cheated and their money stolen.

"Okay, the game is over, bye!" Mustache said, preparing to leave the cabin and go to the deck outside.

"You're lying, please refund my money!" the middle-aged man shouted with a blush, and stepped forward to grab Xin's mustache.

Mustache was startled, but he immediately calmed down and cursed: "Hey, what are you going to do? You won't be convinced if you lose, right?"

"The wool in your hand is fake. I lost because you deceived me!" the middle-aged man said, still not letting go.

"Go to hell! How can you be so unreasonable? I won't be polite if you don't let me go!"

"I will let you go if you give me my money back, otherwise I will never let go!"

"I think you're tired of living!" Mustache said, grabbing his right fist and hitting the middle-aged man in the face.

The middle-aged man stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Mustache clapped his hands and turned to leave. The middle-aged man was so angry that he came back and hugged Mustache, and the two of them struggled with each other.

If it were normal, Zhu Qingyu would have gone up to fight the injustice, but today he was on a mission and he was afraid of exposing his identity, so he did not step forward to break up the fight.

Hong Zheng of Ma Shaobing also pretended not to see it and remained silent. The other people on the boat were even more unwilling to meddle in their own business, with indifferent expressions on their faces.

At this time, a bald man wearing sunglasses came to the cabin with a few people. He had a green dragon engraved on his arm. He was strong and had a murderous look on his face. He was not angry and powerful. His powerful aura shocked the tourists in the cabin. Living.

"It's Guo Chaolong!" Zhu Qingyu shouted softly in his heart and hurriedly lowered the brim of his hat.

"Who is acting wild here?" Guo Chaolong asked, taking a puff of the big cigar in his hand.

The mustache and the middle-aged man stopped grabbing and stood aside.

"He lied to me and defrauded me of 360 yuan!" The middle-aged man complained first.

"Young Master Guo, you know that since the day I sailed the passenger ship from Sanjiang, I have been playing the game of woolen pencils on the ship, regardless of winning or losing. But this person has to pay back the money even if he loses. Do you think I can pay it back?" Mustache Speak slowly.

"Haha, brother, I think you just admit it. Today is the first day of trial operation for our Fuyuan Water Transport Company after its establishment. Everyone wants to be happy, but please don't fight here!" Guo Yinglong said with narrowed eyes.

"But my money was all the proceeds from this transaction, and now I have lost everything. How can I explain it to my wife when I go back!" the middle-aged man said anxiously.

"I don't care what your reasons are, but you can't cause chaos on this ship, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!" Guo Yinglong said sternly.

When the middle-aged man saw Guo Chaolong helping him, he thought there was no hope of getting his money back, so he sat down on the ground and cried bitterly.

Guo Chaolong made a look to the left and right, and two bodyguards immediately stepped forward, lifted the middle-aged man up and dragged him out of the cabin to a private room at the bow of the ship.

After a while, the middle-aged man's painful cry came from the private room.

When Zhu Qingyu heard the middle-aged man's cry, his body trembled slightly and he clenched his fists reflexively. When he looked at Ma Shaoji and Hong Zheng, they both had angry expressions on their faces.

But Zhu Qingyu still suppressed the impulse and shook his head at the two of them.

The guests on the boat listened to the middle-aged man's cry, "Look at me, I look at you," with fear on their faces and no words. <