"Hehehe~!! Xiaojin, you're here!" Yang Jinsong followed Yang Qingfei and strode out, saying with a smile on his face.
Jin Hao stood up and nodded, "Ju Yang!"
"Sit down!!! Just treat it as your own home, don't be polite!!" Yang Jinsong pressed Jin Hao on the sofa, then sat down,
"I'll pour the tea!!" Yang Qingfei looked at the two men and smiled, then ran to pour the tea quickly.
Yang Jinsong looked at Jin Hao with a smile: "Xiao Jin, your ability surprised me. You solved two major cases as soon as you started!"
"Hehe... wherever! It's all Yang Qingfei's credit, I'm just helping out a little bit!!" The thief from Jin Hao laughed and tried to get the cigarette.
"Here, smoke mine!" Yang Jinsong took out a pack of Nanjing Supreme and handed it to Jin Hao with a smile, his sharp eyes seeming to penetrate directly into Jin Hao's heart: "How capable my daughter is and I still don't know it?
I’m very curious about you, where did you learn this skill?! Then you were responsible for both the Blood Dragon Gang and the Black Tiger Gang, right?!”
"Well... I met a reclusive master when I was a child. He taught me medical skills, martial arts and marksmanship. Later, I didn't know where he went. Before he left, he told me that I must not reveal his secrets, so...
..Please forgive me, Director Yang!!" Jin Hao was startled. It seemed that his story failed to seduce the old and mature director, so he had to pretend to be mysterious and make up another story based on the routines of martial arts novels on the street.
"Giggle~!!! Then you were taught how to drive by this expert?!" Yang Qingfei happened to bring tea over at this time, put it on the coffee table, and sat down happily.
"I learned this from computer games!" Jin Hao stuck out his tongue. It can't be said that he learned this when he was a child.
"You're poor!" Yang Qingfei didn't believe this guy's lies. If the game could learn such amazing driving skills, a sow could also climb a tree.
"Hahaha~! Young people always have a little secret!" Yang Jinsong leaned back on the sofa and laughed heartily. His worries about Jin Hao were relieved a lot. At least this capable young man did not live in exile.
The underworld is not inherently bad.
Jin Hao suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked Yang Jinsong: "By the way, Director Yang, do you know Mr. Qian?!"
"Master Qian?! How do you know him?!" Yang Jinsong frowned.
"When I was infiltrating the Black Tiger Gang, Wu Hu mentioned this person to me, saying he was the Shanghai leader of the Qing Gang, and he seemed to control most of the gang activities in Shanghai!" Jin Hao said.
"Qinggang... No wonder so many things have happened to you recently... That's it!" Yang Jinsong seemed to suddenly realize, tapping the sofa with his finger and nodding.
Yang Qingfei asked curiously, "Is Mr. Qian the one behind the scenes?!"
"No, Mr. Qian is just a pawn. The Qing Gang is a mysterious underground organization that controls the whole country. You also know the history of the Qing Gang. Its power is intricate and huge. I also heard a lot about it in the internal files.
However, there has been no conclusive evidence to accuse them of the crime, and the insiders they had have mysteriously disappeared.
So we have no choice but to ask for the assistance of the Military Secret Service, which is the country’s top secret intelligence agency, and we can only rely on them to solve this serious problem.” Yang Jinsong frowned and said,
