After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

Lin Feng leaned lazily against the car body, took out a pack of cigarettes from his black coat pocket and squeezed one between his fingers. The metal lighter drew an arc in the dark night. He lowered his head slightly and took a puff of cigarette, slowly Breathing out the smoke, "Zhang Yang, the train station will never be able to wait for the plane. After more than a year, you have not made any progress."

"You disappeared without saying hello, and then reappeared so suddenly, how can I improve? The people who taught me to improve are gone, how can I improve?" Zhang Yang leaned against him, his voice low.

"I am not yours, and you are not mine, it was like this in the past, and it will be in the future." Lin Feng looked up at the mottled shadows of trees under the street lamp, "President Zhang, the way you treated me was very good before. The resistance and the loathing is really hard to forget, keep it up."

Zhang Yang's eyes were full of pain, he stood in front of him, stretched out his hands against the car, and locked him in his arms. "Lin Feng, have you participated in the matter of Mr. Jin? No matter what happens, I will solve it. Come back and I will support you."

"Oh," Lin Feng seemed to hear some joke, "whether I participate or not has nothing to do with you, you are too lenient now. Also, I don't live with men, I used to be, and I will be in the future."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he pushed his arm away and Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to grab him in a panic, "Where are you going?"

"You take your Yangguan Road, I'll cross my single-plank bridge. Don't be so reckless in the future, no one will know when you die." Lin Feng brushed his hand away, and quickly merged into the night, disappearing from his eyes.

Zhang Yang couldn't tell how many times this was the first time he stayed in the same place to watch the back of that person leaving. Before, he hated his chic and unfeeling, but now he only loves his stubbornness and loneliness.

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Ouyang Wan sat absent-mindedly in the company for a few days, and finally got some useful news.

Another gold tycoon was killed in City Z recently, and the police speculated that it was the method of Zilin Society.The scene of the crime is the closest to the truth. He can think of it, and Song Liang must also think of it.

He booked a plane ticket overnight to fly to City Z, and it was still midnight when he arrived. The scene was under police control. He took advantage of the darkness to sneak in and see the situation inside clearly by the moonlight.

This is a five-star hotel. The incident happened in the conference room on the tenth floor. The body has been taken away, leaving only a puddle of dried blood on the ground.It is said that it was shot to the head, and the person died at that time.

According to the situation at the scene, the gun was fired from outside.The glass window on the left has cracked into snowflakes from the center.Ouyang Wan stood by the window and looked at the bullet-wide hole. Looking far away, there were rows of commercial buildings in the past.However, there is a building under construction in the distance. It has just made a rough frame, and it is still a cement embryo.

Just as he was about to walk out the door, he heard the doorknob turn around, quickly and softly hid under the inconspicuous table, the door opened in response, and a man walked in.

Stepping on black sneakers, wearing the same black sportswear.It is light and quiet to move.

Ouyang Wan held her breath to see the man's face clearly, she was a little shocked that it was really Lin Feng.

Lin Feng searched for a while in front of the main table of the conference table, put something into his pocket, and quickly left quietly.

After waiting for a long time, Ouyang Wan got up from under the table. Could it be that Lin Feng really did it?He searched carefully where Lin Feng was just now, but found no useful information.