At this time, Leng Shuangning was taking a taxi to the designated location.
She received an order from her coach this afternoon, asking her to wait at a teahouse called Shufangzhai in the city.
To be honest, Leng Shuangning felt very strange. She didn't know why the coach suddenly came to Linhai.
She arrived at the study room and asked the waiter at the bar for the room number she had reserved.
Then I pushed the door open and entered. This is the room designated by the coach.
Inside is a large soft sofa surrounded by mahjong tables, coffee tables and other facilities.
She asked the waiter for the special Biluochun, made tea, and sat down to wait quietly.
I was wondering what happened to the coach.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from outside, approaching from far away.
Then, the door of the private room seemed to be pushed open, and an old man in civilian clothes walked in slowly.
His face was wrinkled like tree bark, and his body had a chilling air.
After the commoner old man came in, the door closed automatically.
No need to reveal her identity at all, Leng Shuangning quickly stood up, clasped her hands and bowed to salute.
"Suzaku has met the coach!"
"Well, you can sit down too."
The coach looked exhausted.
Leng Shuangning quickly poured a cup of tea for the coach and placed it respectfully in front of him.
Then he sat on the sofa opposite the coach.
She secretly looked at the coach in front of her, and there was no trace of Mr. Hua at all.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart, "The coach is a man with thousands of faces, how can he show his true face?"
Various speculations were swirling in her mind, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions.
The coach had no unnecessary nonsense, "Suzaku, last year, you went to Lu Village at the foot of Mount Tai to investigate the matter of human skin masks. Please tell us the situation in detail."
Leng Shuangning's heart trembled, wondering why the coach knew about this.
She quickly stood up to answer, but the coach waved his hand and said, "Just sit down and talk."
Leng Shuangning sat down again.
He cupped his hands and said: "Coach, the cause of the incident was that the child was attacked. The police found a human skin mask in the direction where the murderer escaped."
"The subordinates had no choice but to find the master who was living in seclusion, only to learn that the origin of the human skin mask was from a family with the surname Tu in Lu Village."
"It's a pity that this family's craftsmanship has long been lost, but I learned another piece of information from the dog-butcher boy."
"Back then, his third uncle brought back a city man who was very good at martial arts..."
Leng Shuangning described the visit in detail.
The clues were also interrupted because the third uncle of Butu Gou Wa had no descendants.
After hearing this, the coach took a sip of tea and said, "The third uncle who slaughtered the dog boy did not die of natural causes, but had his neck crushed."
Leng Shuangning was startled. She did not ask specifically how she died.
Because Butu Gou Wa said that his third uncle did not have a family when he died, and he had no descendants.
But how did the coach know?
The coach seemed to know what Leng Shuangning was thinking, "I have examined his bones."
"Oh, my subordinate was negligent..." Leng Shuangning said, cupping her hands.
"Yeah." The coach nodded, not blaming anyone.
After a pause, he asked again: "There is a roaring sound in the boxing technique of Linhai's sneak attack. Is this what Qin Fan described at that time?"
"Yes, it was Xiaowen, Huzi and Xiaoer who fought for their lives."
"Well, Qinglong was in the UK this time and had a brief fight with this person. According to Qinglong's report, the opponent's boxing also had this kind of tiger roaring sound."
Leng Shuangning was shocked in her heart.
She didn't expect that in addition to Operation Cobra, there would be killers behind it.
She hasn't met her son Qin Fan yet, so she doesn't know the specific situation. She guesses that this is something Qinglong reported to the coach alone.
"Coach, are you saying that the third uncle who slaughtered the dog boy also died at the hands of this person?"
"Um."
The coach suddenly grabbed and grasped the ball in the air, and the air in the room seemed to rush towards his palm, and there was a faint roar of a tiger, which was imitated perfectly.
"Well, I probably understand." After he said this, he said no more.
Leng Shuangning really wanted to know what she knew, but it was a pity that the coach would not reveal any more.
Next, the coach asked about other things.
Leng Shuangning also specifically mentioned Phoenix Girl's rapid improvement in kung fu.
One is to show that Phoenix Girl is a rare martial arts prodigy and should be valued by Shadow.
In addition, she wanted to get some clues from the coach's expression.
Leng Shuangning has always suspected that Lao Hua from the medical center is the coach. Phoenix Girl's kung fu has improved so much because of Lao Hua.
Unfortunately, her efforts were destined to be in vain.
The coach is Furui Muha, and there is not even a trace of ripples in his eyes.
Leng Shuangning found it inconvenient to continue mentioning this matter.
The coach is a very simple and straightforward person. After listening to Leng Shuangning’s report, he stood up and left.
To be honest, Leng Shuangning still didn't know the coach's intentions in coming to the sea.
However, she had a vague feeling that the coach came to ask in person because he wanted to prove something.
It's a pity that the coach didn't say anything.
It was already nine o'clock in the evening when she returned home.
Leng Shuangning and Qin Fan chatted about things in England, and Qin Fan told everyone about his experiences in the royal family.
The next day was the weekend, and Qin Fan didn't go anywhere. He stayed at home and took his children to accompany his wife responsibly.
More than half a year has passed since Zhou Yulan was pregnant and gave birth.
She discussed with Qin Fan and planned to go back to work at Dingli Company.
Although they are not short of money now, the Jiang family even has a huge industry that Qin Fan needs to inherit.
But Qin Fan knew better that Zhou Yulan was a restless person, so he could only nod his head in agreement.
In the evening, just after dinner, there was the sound of car doors closing outside.
Then came Lan Mei's voice, "Yuanyuan!"
"Haha, Sister Mei is here." Zhou Yulan went to open the door.
Lan Mei walked in with a smile on her face. As soon as Yuanyuan, who was being held by Qin Fan, saw Lan Mei, she stretched out her little hand for Lan Mei to hug her.
Completely abandoning Qin Fan as a father.
This made Qin Fan depressed for a while. After a few people sat down, Qin Fan asked about Hope Elementary School again.
"Brother, don't worry, that is the first project of the Xiaofan Charity Foundation. Our company only took a week to complete the surveying and mapping."
"In the second week, Manager Chen brought the construction team to the site to ensure that the project will be fully completed before the start of the next semester."
Qin Fan was overjoyed, as he had been thinking about this matter.
We can't let the children be disappointed again, and we can't let Du Yuzhen and Shang Jun look forward to it again.
"Haha, thank you Sister Mei. I will go to Maoerling in person tomorrow to take a look at the planting issues there."
"Oh, go ahead and leave the school affairs to me."
Spent a day in Linhai.
Qin Fan waited until Li Caiwei arrived from Haizhou, and then they went to Maoerling in Meizhou County.
The car passed Sanyuan Town, and along the way you could see large engineering vehicles pulling river sand and driving slowly on the road.
While driving, a siren sounded from behind.
Xiao Wen pulled the steering wheel to get out of the way, and immediately a police car sped past.
From this direction, you can only go to Maoerling.
Did something happen?
Qin Fan and Xiaowen both looked at each other, and Xiaowen accelerated the accelerator to catch up.
Qin Fan and Li Caiwei's cars drove into Jinling Village one after another. The police car just stopped in front of the village committee.
There were many villagers gathered under the big tree in front of the door, and two rural women were beating their chests and crying.