Near two o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Fan and Song Hongyan came out of the airport police station.
After briefly stating the matter and checking the hall surveillance, Ye Fan and others escaped smoothly.
Ye Fan and Song Hongyan did not go back to Jin Zhilin directly, but went back to Huayi Sect.
One is to find a place to change the mood of Sissi and the others, and the other is to explore the origins of these killers.
At around 2:30, a group of people arrived at the Chinese Medicine Gate and went straight to the president's office.
The office is very large, 200 square meters, with one office area and one guest area.
Although Song Hongyan and Ye Fan rarely come here, someone still takes care of it every day, so it is very clean and refreshing.
Almost as soon as Song Hongyan and Ye Fan sat down, a life secretary placed the dishes ordered from the hotel.
There are eight dishes and one soup, as well as three dozen gold and silver steamed buns and a pot of egg fried rice.
"Youyou, thank you for your help today, feel free to eat."
Song Hongyan greeted Nangong Youyou warmly and placed a big goose leg in front of her: "This is your reward."
Then he gave Sissi a chicken drumstick: "This is for Sissi."
Nangong Youyou and Xixi cheered, and then ate happily.
After being hungry all afternoon, the two of them naturally feasted.
Ye Fan smiled and then followed Song Hongyan to eat.
However, neither of them ate much, so they walked to the desk to rest their stomachs and let the two little ones eat slowly.
Song Hongyan made two cups of black tea herself, put one cup for Ye Fan, and then sat back on the boss's chair.
"I have received the information."
While drinking tea, Song Hongyan shared information with Ye Fan: "That group of attackers came from a loose but crazy organization in Southeast Asia."
"This organization is called the Terminal Killers. It has no leader, only middlemen, and the number of members remains at fifty all year round."
"Members of the organization are all terminally ill, including patients with late stage plum blossoms, AIDS, lung cancer, etc."
"In short, most of the members of this organization have a life span of less than two years."
"They are not of high quality as killers, but they are desperate enough. Not only do they dare to attack any big shot, they also dare to trade their lives for their lives."
"These killers don't charge a high price. Five hundred thousand can make them sell their lives."
"The reason why they make money like this is that they can squander and have fun before they die, and they can leave some money for their families after their death."
"So being targeted by this group of people is very tricky."
"They are active as bounty hunters in the Black Triangle all year round, and their missions are mostly in Southeast Asia and Europe."
"I came to Longdu this time, and I don't know who was behind it?"
Song Hongyan put all the information about Cai Lingzhi and the killer symptoms discovered by the police in front of Ye Fan.
"Now you are the only one who knows that I have lost my skills."
Ye Fan picked up the hot tea and blew it: "In the eyes of others, I am still a master of the realm."
"Besides, Longdu is my territory. I need people and guns. If you attack me, you are seeking death."
"The enemy who hates me deeply is also familiar with me, and will not attack unless I am sure that Thunder will kill me."
"Otherwise, if he can't kill me and is targeted by me, he will be in bad luck."
"And enemies who are unfamiliar with me will not act rashly even after asking about my situation."
"At the very least, they shouldn't have sent such a group of killers who are powerful but internally capable."
"This attack at the airport looks like someone is going to kill me."
"But these days, my opponent shouldn't be so stupid."
Ye Fan changed the subject: "He will never give me his head casually."
"But he has indeed killed you now. That can only mean one thing."
Song Hongyan's eyes became clear: "Testing?"
"That's right!"
Ye Fan smiled: "He is testing, testing the security forces around me and my true strength."
"It doesn't matter whether a terminally ill killer is powerful or not."
"As long as I dare to risk my life and show off the aura of dying together, I will definitely be able to mobilize the security forces around me."
He took a sip of tea and said, "I guess the mastermind behind today's attack must be hiding in the dark and taking a closer look."
"It seems that today's battle is really thanks to Youyou."
Song Hongyan smiled and said: "When she took action, she did not expose Shen Hongxiu, nor did she expose your loss of skills."
This also confuses the opponent.
Ye Fan turned his head and glanced at Nangong Youyou, whose mouth was full of oil: "This bodyguard is pretty good, but his appetite is a bit big."
In the field of vision, Nangong Youyou was finishing a large pot of fried rice. God knows how she developed her appetite.
"It's okay. As long as she can protect you, I'll be satisfied even if she eats ten meals a day."
Song Hongyan smiled sweetly: "Besides, it's also a good thing for Sissi to have an extra playmate."
"By the way, who is the mastermind behind this?"
Song Hongyan fell into thinking again and gently turned the teacup.
"A conceited enemy who is a stranger to me and wants me dead but doesn't listen to rumors."
Ye Fan thought for a while and smiled: "If the guess is correct, it is probably the Eight-faced Buddha."
"As I thought, it should be this enemy."
Song Hongyan nodded lightly: "It seems like you have to be extra careful during this period."
There was a cold light in Ye Fan's eyes: "Compared to the Eight-faced Buddha, I am more curious about the person behind him."
"Do you hope that Fandansi will instigate you?"
Song Hongyan smiled calmly: "This way we can get rid of those who threaten Tang Wangfan."
Hearing Tang Wangfan, Ye Fan sighed and said nothing, but slowly drank the tea.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-" At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and then a tall, slender woman with a fragrant fragrance walked in.
Gao Jing.
She walked into the office holding a pile of information. When she saw Mark, her eyes suddenly lit up, but soon dimmed again.
"Young Master Ye, Mr. Song!"
Gao Jing squeezed out a smile and greeted Ye Fan and Song Hongyan.
Ye Fan chuckled and nodded: "Gao Jing, long time no see, how are you lately?"
Gao Jing acted vigorously and resolutely as always, maintaining the demeanor of a Kochi secretary in every gesture.
But Ye Fan had a vague feeling that she had something on her mind.
"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for your connection. I'm fine."
Gao Jing responded to Ye Fan with a smile, and then put the information in front of Song Hongyan: "Mr. Song, this is the latest affairs of the Chinese Medical School, please take a look."
Then, she added another sentence: "Mr. Song, I would like to take a few days off. I have something to do at home."
"I haven't seen you these days. Thank you for your hard work. It's really time for you to take a good rest."
Song Hongyan pushed up her glasses gently, then took out her checkbook and wrote one million: "I'll give you a week's holiday, and I'll give you another one million to relax."
She was very straightforward: "When I come back in a week, I will plan the new branch of the Chinese Medical Sect for me."
"Mr. Song, one week is enough. We don't need this million."
Gao Jing was flattered and waved her hands repeatedly: "I have money in my hands, with an annual salary of tens of millions, which is enough for me to spend."
After leaving Tang Ruoxue, she was assigned to work by Ye Fan and took charge of several projects with great success.
So Song Hongyan transferred her to the Chinese Medical School as the first secretary. When she was not at the Chinese Medical School, she almost had full power to take care of the affairs.
This also caused Gao Jing's salary to skyrocket tenfold, and his status was almost equal to that of Gongsun Qian and others.
Gao Jing was grateful for this, so he was embarrassed to take another million.
"Don't put it down, take it, you deserve it."
Ye Fan smiled and stepped forward, took the check and stuffed it into Gao Jing's hand: "Listen to Hongyan, we are not here these days, and the entire Chinese Medical School is basically managed by you and Lawyer Qin."
"You have worked hard for so long, you should be rewarded."
"If you don't win it, I'll think you think it's less, and I'll ask the beauty to write you a check for five million?"
Ye Fan smiled at Gao Jing: "Let's relax for a week."
Gao Jing bit her lip slightly, her eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, Mr. Ye and Mr. Song."
"My family, you're welcome."
Song Hongyan smiled calmly, and then changed the topic: "How are you at home?"
