Commander Ma directed his men to collect the corpse in the funeral hall and use military vehicles to transport the body to the garbage incineration site and burn it. After doing this, he did not dare to leave immediately. He was still guarding Jin's house like a group of men.
The workers of the Jin family were very busy. Because the shooting just woke up the young master Jin Long, who had fallen asleep long ago, so all the workers of the Jin family were dispatched to comfort Mr. Jin.
After Mr. Ma learned about this situation, he knew that there must be something wrong with Mr. Jin. He would not be so careless in his normal work.
"What happened?" Commander Ma was secretly thinking. "In normal times, the minister would have asked me to take all the people outside and find a remote place before executing them. He would never let me use a gun. The sound frightened Mr. Jin. But why does the minister look so worried today?"
Mr. Jin ignored Mr. Ma's thoughts and just smoked alone. In twenty minutes, he smoked three cigarettes. This will definitely be a surprise to people who are familiar with Mr. Jin.
"Master, Mr. Song is here." The housekeeper of the Jin family suddenly walked in and announced. "And he brought Mr. Ling's body...he came with Mr. Ling."
The housekeeper saw that Mr. Jin glanced at him unconsciously when he was talking. For some reason, he could see unhappiness and sadness in Mr. Jin's plain eyes. So he did not dare to say the word "corpse".
"Well, let them in." Mr. Jin said loudly.
"Yes." The butler immediately responded and ran out at a trot. Not long after, the butler came in with three men.
The leader of the three men was a man with a white face and no beard. He looked to be in his thirties, not old. And his movements were a bit shaky. Mr. Ma on the side could tell that this man should be doing intelligence work. .
Behind the man were two young men. The two young men were different from the man. The man was quite handsome, but the two young men looked very ordinary. There was nothing outstanding about them.
However, Mr. Ma believes that if men are really engaged in intelligence collection, then these two young men must be super masters among intelligence personnel. If intelligence personnel are too outstanding, it will not be a good thing for others to remember.
Two young men walked one behind the other, carrying a stretcher in the middle. On the stretcher was a corpse. Although the corpse was covered with white skin, it could be seen from the traces that the whole body was dry and there was no trace of flesh and blood. .
"Minister Jin, I brought Mr. Ling back." The white-faced and beardless man was Mr. Song in the housekeeper's mouth. As soon as Mr. Song walked up to Mr. Jin, he whispered in a low voice.
"Yes." Mr. Jin responded. He looked up at Mr. Song and Mr. Ma. "Come on, you two introduce yourselves and get to know each other."
Mr. Song and Commander Ma are both one of Mr. Jin's confidants. Naturally, he knew that this master would not let him and others contact him in order to prevent him and others from forming a party. But today he actually let them represent the army and the army respectively. The two giants of intelligence met. This is too abnormal.
"Hello. My name is Ma Ming. Commander of the First Division of the First Army of the Yanjing Military Region." Ma Ming spoke first. It was obvious that he was more cheerful than Mr. Song, who was the intelligence chief.
"Hello. My name is Song Lixing. I am a direct subordinate of Minister Jin." Song Lixing was a little arrogant. But when he said these words, it actually made Ma Ming a little jealous.
"Do you all know each other?" Mr. Jin stood up and walked to Ling Batian's body. He frowned and said, "Open it."
"Yes." Song Lixing immediately responded. Then he ordered two of his men to open the white skin.
The two subordinates were also calm people who were used to seeing dead people. When they opened the white cloth, their hands did not tremble at all. As soon as the white cloth was opened, Ling Batian's withered body appeared in front of Mr. Jin's face.
Seeing Ling Batian's body, Mr. Jin's face suddenly twitched and he took a long breath of cold air. The scenes of getting along with Ling Batian flashed through his mind. After a long time, he asked in a low voice. : "Can you find out who did it?"
"Back to the minister, not yet." Song Lixing was a little frightened because he saw Minister Jin frowning tightly when he spoke.
"Not yet." Minister Jin asked. His tone started to get a little angry. Although it was not excessive, it was not clear from the fact that he had slapped Song Liming hard in the face.
"Yes. Because the time is too short, we haven't had time to start the investigation yet." Song Lixing said bravely. Mr. Jin's face became increasingly ugly.
"Oh no, Mr. Jin is going to get angry. It seems that Song is going to be unlucky." Ma Ming saw Mr. Jin's face and knew something was wrong. Suddenly he thought that Song Lixing was one of his colleagues. At this time, he was a traitor. It was a good opportunity for favor, so he immediately called out to save the favor. "Actually, this is no wonder Mr. Song. Because the time is really..."
Before Ma Ming could finish speaking, Mr. Jin glanced at him. He was so frightened that he did not dare to say any more. But Song Lixing knew that something was wrong. He immediately said to save himself: "Minister, although we haven't found out what it is yet." Someone killed Mr. Ling. But I have asked a forensic doctor to conduct an autopsy on Mr. Ling. I found that Mr. Ling's skull was crushed and there were five finger marks. It seems that the person who did it must be a master with strong finger strength. .”
"Oh." After hearing this, Mr. Jin immediately came to his senses and said to Ma Ming, "Mr. Ma, I'm going to trouble you again."
"Yes." Ma Ming stood at attention, gave a military salute, and responded loudly.
"Help me catch someone back. That person's name is Qin Yifeng." Minister Jin heard that Ling Batian died at the hands of someone with extremely strong fingering skills. He immediately thought of Black Eagle. He even thought of what Ling Batian had said to him before he was born. If so, I was sure on the spot that the matter was related to Qin Yifeng.
Although Mr. Jin is calm on the surface, in fact, a huge fire has risen in his heart. He just wants to tear Qin Yifeng alive into pieces as a sacrifice to Ling Batian.
"Yes." Ma Ming responded and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute." Mr. Jin suddenly said and stopped Ma Ming. This made Ma Ming secretly frightened. "Don't use force. Find the right opportunity to take action. Song Lixing, please cooperate with Master Ma."
Mr. Jin knows that Qin Yifeng's strength is now profound. He is different from eight ordinary innate masters. He can defeat more than a hundred masters by himself. That means that even if a brigade is used to capture it, it may not be effective. He uses Jin That’s why sir would remind you so deliberately
"Yes." Ma Ming and Song Lixing both accepted the order. After receiving the order, they quickly left.
One of them is a soldier and the other is an intelligence chief. Their intuitions are both accurate. Just now, their intuitions told themselves that if they didn't leave, something bad might happen to them.
"Mr. Song, do you think something is wrong with Minister Jin?" As soon as Ma Ming came out of Jin's house, he immediately became close to Song Lixing.
Song Lixing ignored Ma Ming. After all, he had a background in intelligence and had a strong sense of self-protection. It was not so easy for him to be tricked by Ma Ming.
When Ma Ming saw that Song Lixing didn't answer, he felt bored. He immediately showed his military demeanor, put on an upright and strong face, and walked to the parking lot nearby.
While walking, for some unknown reason, Song Lixing suddenly spoke: "We must cooperate well. Don't screw up this matter."
"Yeah." Ma Ming responded and continued walking alone.
And Song Lixing seemed to have opened up a conversation. He continued: "I felt that Minister Jin was very angry just now. It's just that he was holding back. I think if we mess this up, both of us will suffer."
"Really?" Ma Ming thought for a moment and thought it made sense. "Then what should we do? How much information do you have about Qin Yifeng?"
"There is not much information. I only know that he is a saint-level master in the ancient martial arts world. By the way, he is also very powerful. At the same time, he has another saint-level master under his command..."
Although Song Lixing said there was not much information, the details were enough for Ma Ming to hear. And the more he listened, the more frightened he became. "Is this...is this still a human being?"