Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Wuxia -> I have a wild knife

Chapter 1756 Reflecting Reality

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    ?

    It took him a while to find the content related to the rank of sheriff from the fragmented and chaotic memory.

    This is also because of the information provided by the other party bragging when chatting with the owner of the deli downstairs.

    Within the Eastern Continental Federation, the chief of public security in his small town is also at the same level as the second-level detective, but that is a title that takes years of experience to be awarded. This Zhang Feng does not seem to be able to  Thirty years old, in a few years, wouldn't he be a senior detective?  Or even a higher level inspector?

    After contacting him, he just called the Public Security Bureau last night, and this Inspector Zhang came to find him early this morning. Can we speculate that it is actually the news that the Public Security Bureau sent to Zhang Feng?

    Thinking about it further, boldly letting go of your thinking, maybe Zhang Feng went to the Public Security Bureau to verify after getting the news, and then made a genuine detective certificate for himself by the way, which perfectly covered himself  Original identity.

    However, if Zhang Feng has the status to command the Public Security Bureau, why does he pretend to be a decoration worker and come to the door, and can't he just call a few agents over?

    A series of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally they all gathered into a few words, which slowly emerged in his heart.

    He was very surprised why the phrase "open the door to check the water meter" appeared in his consciousness, but he vaguely understood it. Perhaps this was the reason why Zhang Feng disguised himself as a decoration worker.

    He returned the ID to Zhang Feng, thought slowly and said, "Just last night, I seemed to hear something beating on the window. I was frightened, so I hid in the second bedroom and locked the door. I only found the window in the morning.  broken."

    Zhang Feng nodded dispensably, and squeezed out a smile, "Is that sothen your luck is really good."

    "I don't quite understand what Inspector Zhang means."

    "It literally means, I took these broken glass away, do you have any objection?"

    Without waiting for a reply, Zhang Feng put the glass into the box, and walked outside regardless of the busy decorator.

    "Xu Xian, right? If you have nothing to do today, you can buy bets and gamble. Maybe you can win the lottery. If you are more careful, the money should still be spendable."

    Halfway through, Zhang Feng suddenly stopped, turned around and said something in a low voice, the face covered by the brim of the peaked cap looked a little cold and gloomy.

    If you are careful, money can still be spent!  ?

    Correspondingly, doesn't it mean that there may be situations where even if you have money, you can't spend it?

    Think about what kind of person has money and can't spend it

    He watched Zhang Feng's back disappear into the elevator room, and suddenly felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

    A few seconds later, he secretly exhaled a turbid breath, and his mood returned to calm, but he couldn't help but recall the change of mentality at that moment just now, and he had doubts and confusion that were difficult to resolve.

    That chill didn't come from fear.

    On the contrary, it is more like an external expression of indifference.

    To be precise, it is a high indifference and ruthlessness, a little emotion revealed inadvertently when he is suddenly provoked by ants.

    He doesn't know why he has such an idea, but he knows that it seems that this should be his original idea, just like when people see ants on the side of the road, they usually choose to ignore them, but in extreme cases  In a few cases, I don't mind crushing a few to death, or killing a litter.

    "A nagging guy." Boss Liu scratched his head and looked away, "What does that guy named Zhang Feng mean?"

    "I don't quite understand it either, it should be literally."

    He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, his calm face concealing the countless thoughts in his heart.

    After sending away the decorator who was carefully explaining non-stop after finishing the work, he sorted out the experience of the past two days in detail from the beginning to the end, and made his own judgment.

    If one survives, there will be future fortunes¡­¡­

    This is probably what Zhang Feng wanted to express in the end, but looking at his meaningful expressions and words, he seemed to know the origin of that "ghost hand".

    Maybe that's what they've been looking for and don't think it's over.

    In other words, Zhang Feng felt that the ghost hand would appear again, and the danger had not really been lifted.

    "There is an inconspicuous little thing in the flower pot on the balcony. It cannot be ruled out that it is a monitor that Zhang Feng left on purpose Therefore, the biggest possibility is that he is using me as a bait, hiding nearby and waiting for the black bird  handprint? Once again.  "

    "But he doesn't know, that thing has probably turned into fly ash and dispersed, and he didn't discover more secrets about himself under my cover."

    However, did the huge black shadow really disappear completely?

    He rubbed the gray-black scale on his right index finger, feeling a little uncertain for a moment.

    Twenty minutes later, he changed his shoes and prepared to go out. The main purpose was to secretly check if someone was really lurking nearby and waited for a rabbit.

    Just then, the phone in his trouser pocket rang again.

    Four black characters were displayed on the screen of the old-fashioned mobile phone, the squad leader Yan Li.

    "Squad Leader Yan, I have something to do at home."

    He deliberately came to the place near the balcony of the master bedroom to answer the phone, "There is indeed something, otherwise I will definitely go to school."

    "I really didn't lie, there is really something at home, I will go to class after I deal with it"

    "What? What Zhao Gu said was that I was sick He was right, I was indeed sick."

    "There are so many lies, such a trivial matter, do I need to lie to you Well, let's not talk about it, I should take medicine."

    He hung up the phone in the middle of speaking, without considering how the other end of the phone felt.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Nowadays, the young people are talking nonsense in their teens. It's not like when we were young, we didn't even dare to speak when we met girls."

    In a black car parked on the side of the road in the community, Zhang Feng took off his earphones and leaned back on the back of the passenger seat.

    "Is it really okay to do this?" The scarred face on the driver's seat frowned, and put down a document in his hand.

    On the cover of the stack of papers, the bold and large characters of "Collection of Legends and Stories" look very conspicuous.

    "Do both good and bad, otherwise what do you say?" Zhang Feng closed his eyes and said indifferently, "We can protect this kid closely, but in this case, with the vigilance of that ghost,  It is very likely that the goal will be abandoned, and when the time comes to lose the clues, you will have to start from scratch.¡±

    "But we are watching him die, and a miserable, agonizing death."

    "Killing him alone can prevent more people from dying in the future, and it's easy to keep silentKeep him alone, and dozens of people may die in the future. When things get serious, it will be difficult to control the situation." Zhang Feng lit a gun  smoke, took a deep breath, "Xiao Du, what would you choose?"

    "I will choose to ask for support." Xiao Du sighed.

    "Again, this ghost is very important to you and me, so I don't want other people to get involved in this incident."

    Zhang Feng lit another cigarette and puffed out a series of smoke rings, "If we act fast enough, he may not necessarily die, and there is a great possibility that he will be rescued."

    "I hope so."

    After hearing this sentence, Zhang Feng's tone suddenly became very cold, revealing strands of chill, "You have to remember, our most important goal this time is that it only appeared in folklore before, but now we don't know why  For ghosts that reflect reality, in order to achieve their goals, even killing a few people with their own hands is acceptable."

    "Okay then, I will obey your arrangement."

    "Check the equipment. Let's go there now. It's best to succeed once and catch this elusive ghost."

    "As for the young man who was implicated, the life of an ordinary person is nothing more than the life of an ordinary person. If he dies, he will die. It only needs to be covered up a little, and it won't cause too much follow-up impact"

    Zhang Feng's voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report