She doesn't want to pretend anymore

The sudden rainstorm stopped a group of police officers from coming to Duohe Island for support, but failed to stop Feng Qian and the people from the Alien Management Bureau.

They arrived at Duohe Island almost at the same time.

Fat Sun arrived at the hotel wearing a raincoat, which was still dripping with water.

He was supposed to stay at the base camp this time, but the signal with the boss was interrupted, and he tracked down the boss's last disappearance to this sea area, so Fat Sun came decisively.

Xu Wang came here with Sun Pang.

After all, he was young and inexperienced, so Yan Zhan did not take him with him this time.

But when he heard that something went wrong with Manshu, he followed him happily.

Feng Qian brought a group of people with him. They were all anti-drug elites with rich experience in this area.

The two groups met at the hotel entrance.

Feng Qian didn't know Sun Pang, but Sun Pang smiled and stretched out his hand to Feng Qian: "Hello, Mr. Feng."

Feng Qian narrowed his eyes and looked at the fat man in front of him who was smiling strangely.

Does he know himself?

"Hello." Feng Qian didn't extend his hand, just nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work in such heavy rain." Fatty Sun didn't care.

He took off his raincoat and wiped the water droplets on his hands carelessly on his clothes.

"It's really unkind of this rain to be so cold."

Fat Sun was wearing a short-sleeved shirt underneath, and after taking off his raincoat, he was so cold that he got goose bumps.

He rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and said, "Let's go up together. I'll ask the front desk to prepare some ginger soup. We can drink some to keep warm."

Feng Qian followed Sun Pang into the hotel and watched him readily get a room. When he asked for ginger soup, he also got a room.

They are now disguised as tourists.

But as soon as they went up, the front desk reported it to the manager.

It’s raining so hard that there are few ships coming to the port outside, and these people don’t look like tourists.

The manager didn’t understand either, so he could only call He Yun.

After learning that two groups of people had arrived one after another, He Yun's face looked unhappy.

His intuition told him that neither of these two groups of people were easy to deal with.

If it really doesn't work, just... A cold look flashed in He Yun's eyes.

Manshu, Feng Cheng and others gathered in the room, while Feng Qian and Sun Pang went to the third floor and came to the same room number.

"Brother, what a coincidence." Fat Sun smiled at Feng Qian.

Feng Qian frowned, nodded, and knocked on the door.

The two groups of people had checked into different rooms just now, but now they were in the same room, which could only mean that they were here for the same thing.

Feng Qian suppressed his curiosity and waited for the door to open.

When Manshu opened the door, he saw the faces of Fatty Sun and Feng Qian.

"Brother Fatty, Brother Feng, why are you here together?"

"Little Manshu." Fatty Sun went in before Feng Qian.

Feng went in first and sat down before he spoke: "Who is this person I met at the door?"

After all, this is a matter concerning his cousin, and Feng Qian really doesn't want to cause any trouble.

"Brother Sun, he is from a department that specializes in new poison cases."

Feng Qian frowned: "Aren't we the department responsible for the new poison?"

"What Xiao Manshu said is a bit inaccurate. You are responsible for eliminating drug dealers, and we are responsible for eliminating the source." Fatty Sun still smiled and took out his ID calmly.

Feng Qian took it, saw the confidentiality level on the certificate, and then saw the logo of National Security at the beginning, and he began to understand.

There was a department that he had heard of. As the first of the next generation of the Feng family, Feng Qian knew certain news that Feng Cheng did not know.

"Hello, Captain Sun." Feng Qian extended his hand to Fatty Sun. "I didn't know your identity before. I apologize for any offense."