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Chapter 82: Focus on Xiangxi

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Today in Wucheng, there is no sun.

Only, dark clouds covered the sky with a hundred miles.

Wucheng Detention Center, at the door.

A piece of withered yellow leaves flew past, and a luxurious Rolls-Royce suddenly arrived.

The car window slowly descended, revealing a handsome face.

This is a young man with a majestic temperament.

Especially those eyes seemed to penetrate a person's soul. As his eyes turned, a faint curve would appear on the corner of his mouth, which was evil and unrestrained.

"Let's be more low-key. Will driving such a car be too ostentatious?" He murmured in a low voice, a little annoyed, "This month, Lao Zhang kept my car well for me. I don't need it, it's a pity, but where did you go? Otherwise, I won't use it anymore!"

"No matter what, who would have thought that a detective would drive such a good car?"

He said, looking up at the building opposite, and for a moment, his eyes became deep and distant.

"No one would have thought that I had already recovered. I'm rich now. I have more money than me. It's hard to get such a good medical team for me. It's hard for me to get better soon!"

He murmured, took out a tennis cap, a sunglasses, and a mask, put it on one after another, then tidied up his clothes and walked out of the car door.

He went straight to the detention center.

A guard stopped him, and he took out a document and could do whatever he could.

When the guard reacted, his figure had already walked away, but his voice came lightly:

"I want to see your director! I'm right away!"

...

Lin Feng has been in a good mood these two days.

Since he was transferred to Wucheng Detention Center, his mood has never been bad.

This is perfect for him.

Unlike other suspects, he lives in a single room alone.

The room is a little dim, but it can shelter from wind and rain.

The window is a little smaller, but you can see outside and occasionally smell the fragrance of osmanthus.

The bedtime was a little narrower, but it was more than enough to accommodate him alone, so he didn't have to worry about turning over and falling to the ground.

Although there are a few mice that squeak and keep squeaking, it doesn't matter. He listens to it as music. It's much cleaner here than on a chair in a street park.

More importantly, there are three meals a day and it is constantly served, so he will not go hungry.

Although sometimes he would meet a few guys who were not open to his eyes when he went out, he could solve the problem of just getting it done with just three punches and two kicks. No one could beat him here.

Many people think that this is hell, but to him, it is a paradise.

He likes it here.

He couldn't help but begin to imagine his life in prison after being sentenced.

Isn't this? Today, he was lying on the bed with ease. The big mouse came again, just opposite his bed, shouting constantly.

Lin Feng sat up suddenly and shook his head.

"Boy, sing? I can't bully me!" Lin Feng glared at the mouse, shook his head and started singing, "I walked by you alone and had nothing to say to you. I dare not look up at you, oh, face..."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, what if it's not a guy, Zhiyuan is really talented. He is born with Xiaoxi, one with piano and one guitar, and one with one stubborn..." Lin Feng grinned, but his expression began to become dazed.

"I don't know where they are. Xiangxi, I can't go!"

"Bang!" But at this moment, a muffled sound interrupted Lin Feng's thoughts.

The heavy iron door slowly opened, and two guards walked in without expression.

"Two little brothers, what's the matter? Where is my newspaper? Why didn't I deliver it today? Just give me a cigarette, my family will send me money soon. At that time, I'll treat you to dinner!" Lin Feng calmed down and smiled.

"Yang Feng, you are quite comfortable. Do you think this is a hotel?" A guard said coldly, holding down Lin Feng, the other man took out his handcuffs and shackles and put them on Lin Feng.

"What are you doing?" Lin Feng was furious, "Damn it, is it necessary?"

"You are an extremely serious offender!" said another police officer. "If you don't lock you, we can't afford to escape!"

"It's too much. Forget Brother, how did you treat you these two days?" Lin Feng shouted, "Fuck, where is human rights? Have you eaten?"

"You are a tiger, we are afraid!" The guard sneered, ignored Lin Feng, pressed him and walked out of the room.

Nothing to say along the way.

Lin Feng was taken to a room, where the walls were empty, and there was nothing else except two chairs and a lamp.

However, one of the chairs is specially made for prisoners, which can separate the prisoners' hands and feet and lock them up. Except for their heads, their whole body is almost unable to move.

Lin Feng was locked on this chair.

For a moment, his heart sank.

Today, there must be something, otherwise he would not have been treated so grandly!

Some big shots are coming!

When I come, I must be asking about Zhiyuan.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng's heart was restored to the ancient well.

He sat quietly.

However, what surprised him was that after a long time passed, the two guards left without saying anything, and did not know where to go, so they left him alone.

This feeling is undoubtedly very uncomfortable.

If it is someone else, you will inevitably panic.

Lin Feng was very human and had always been very calm. He was waiting, but he wanted to see who was looking for him.

Anyway, he had made up his mind, no matter who the person came, he would not say a word, so how could he be able to do it?

Time passed slowly. I don’t know how long it took, but even Lin Feng’s temperament began to become anxious.

But at this moment, the door opened.

A tall figure walked in.

Lin Feng's eyes fell on the person who came at the first time.

At the beginning, Lin Feng's face was a little sarcastic. Gradually, as the visitor took off the mask and hat, Lin Feng's face was shocked and his eyes gradually widened.

Unbelievable!

Especially when Lin Feng's breathing began to become rapid when he saw the evil curve on the corner of the visitor's mouth.

"Evil...Young Master, Tang Feng!" Lin Feng's voice trembled. He couldn't believe that the person coming was Tang Feng.

Didn’t Mr. Xie be beaten to death by Huan’er? How could he appear here?

For a moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through Lin Feng's mind.

At this time, Tang Feng had already walked to Lin Feng.

He, carrying his hands on his back, had a faint smile on his face, staring at Lin Feng from a high place, like a king.

"I heard that when I was in Wuyi Mountain, Yang Qifa and Sun Yu interrogated you. Not only did they ask nothing, but they were scolded by you instead?" Tang Feng said lightly, suddenly, stretched out his hand and patted Lin Feng's face, "What do you think you are? Do we all eat?"

"Xiangxi!" Tang Feng touched his chin and his eyes flashed.

"I'm still fucking not letting me out? I'm dry!"

...

"What a good place for mountains and rivers. Why do people always call such places poor mountains and rivers?"

In western Hunan, on a hillside, in a stilt building.

There was a young man who was extremely heroic. He was facing a lonely peak across a river. He held a cup of tea, took a sip, and muttered to himself.

This is a Miao village, and smoke has already curled up.
Chapter completed!
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