A capable woman in professional attire spoke angrily to Lin Kun, her voice stern on the surface, but her small white hands were tightly clenched, and there was already a layer of cold sweat on her palms.
As the editor-in-chief of Banhai Morning Post, a famous newspaper in Hong Kong, Jiang Xue naturally knows some details about the man in front of her. He looks tall, thin, and full of frivolity. If he hadn't just witnessed him brutally knock down his wife.
On the ground, it was really difficult to reconcile him with the original impression in my mind.
"Lin Kun, what's going on?"
A red coupe parked next to it. Chu Jingyao and Si Ronger got out of the car. Si Ronger subconsciously pulled Chu Jingyao and blocked her behind her.
Lin Kun looked at Jiang Xue, then turned to Chu Jingyao and said with a smile: "Jingyao, why did you follow me here? There's nothing going on here, you go home first."
Chu Jingyao glanced at the man who fell to the ground and screamed in pain, and then looked at Jiang Xue, who had a cold face and was tit-for-tat with Lin Kun. She had worked hard in the workplace for so many years, and she still had a good eye for seeing people.
She could tell at a glance that the expression on Jiang Xue's face was hard. From her tense cheeks to her tightly clenched hands, it was not difficult to see that Jiang Xue was feeling weak in her heart.
Chu Jingyao felt relieved a little, and Si Ronger beside her also advised: "Sister Jingyao, let's go home first. Brother Lin Kun will handle it soon. Let's not delay him here."
Chu Jingyao glanced at Lin Kun and said, "Then be careful."
Lin Kun smiled and said: "Don't worry."
Chu Jingyao and Si Ronger got into the car and left. Lin Kun smiled and waved at the back of the car.
Jiang Xue suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and said coldly to Lin Kun again: "Why do you hit someone!"
Lin Kun took out a cigarette and held it in the corner of his mouth. He curled his lips slightly and said with a smile: "You can follow me."
After saying that, he wanted to take out a lighter and light the cigarette, but then he remembered that he didn't have a lighter in his pocket, so he simply kicked the thin man next to him who fell to the ground and screamed in pain, "Is there a fire?"
The thin man screamed in pain as he was kicked, and he covered his buttocks and said solemnly: "Yes, yes..."
Lin Kun's kick was not heavy, and the thin man's scream of pain was at least 80% caused by fright.
But Jiang Xue next to her didn't think so. She was even more convinced that Lin Kun was cruel. She secretly gritted her teeth and said to Lin Kun: "You, you still do it!"
Lin Kun turned around and glanced at Jiang Xue, who had a pretty and tense face. He turned around and squatted down with a smile. The thin man on the ground quickly respectfully put a lighter on the ground and lit a cigarette for him.
"Xu..."
Lin Kun stood up and blew out a cloud of white smoke. The smoke rushed towards Jiang Xue. Jiang Xue, who had never smoked and hated smoke, raised his hand and waved it. Lin Kun said with a smile: "Tell me, you guys are
Which organization do you belong to? If it makes sense, I can let you go. If it doesn't make sense..."
Lin Kun smiled at the corner of his mouth, but a cold light flashed from the corner of his eyes, and the air-conditioning was overwhelming.
Jiang Xue couldn't help but shudder in her heart. She originally wanted to be a little tougher. As a journalist, it is not common for people to secretly photograph and follow people. Now she is mainly angry at Lin Kun for beating someone.
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After all, he is his subordinate, so why should he hit him whenever he wants? Is there any law for him?
Although Jiang Xue was angry, she had no confidence to argue with Lin Kun anymore. He knew some details about this man. In her mind, this man who was known as the godfather of the underground world in Zhongkong City was definitely a poor man.
Extremely vicious villains are just like the bandits and gangsters in movies. They kill people, set fires, and so on. Anyway, they are not things that we normal people can provoke.
There was a faint smile on Lin Kun's lips, and his narrow eyes blinked. Putting aside everything else, our King Lin Dabing's appearance is quite good, with straight and resolute features, and a strong spirit.
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No loss of fluidity, free and easy temperament.
Lin Kun took a step forward, shaking off the ashes from the cigarette he held in his mouth. Jiang Xue nervously took a step back subconsciously. Her tight and deserted little face finally couldn't hold on any longer, and a wave of pain came from her heart.
A sudden panic suddenly invaded his cheeks, and his pretty face, which was originally beautiful and fragrant, suddenly lost its color in panic.
"You...what are you going to do!" Jiang Xue took a step back, her voice timid.
"Who are you from? I'm only asking this for the last time. If you waste time any longer, you will be responsible for the consequences, whether you are a beauty or not." Lin Kun smiled indifferently, and the toy knife he held in his other hand deliberately shook in the air.
shake.
"I, I am the editor-in-chief of Banhai Morning News, my name is Jiang Xue, he, they are all my colleagues." Jiang Xue finished speaking in one breath, and subconsciously took a step back.
Lin Kun was slightly surprised and said: "Are you reporters?"
Jiang Xue nodded and replied nervously: "Yes."
Lin Kun scratched his head and said: "Reporters, why are you following me? I thought it was..."
In front of reporters, it is not possible to say anything. The specialty of these people is that they can turn black into white, and say black into white, and white into black.
Lin Kun stopped in time, looked at Jiang Xue and said, "What are you going to do with me?"
Jiang Xuedao: "We are following you to discover valuable news. The underground world in Zhonggang City has been unstable recently. The old man of the Jin family was assassinated, and the eldest sister of Baifeng Clan was kidnapped again. We want to discover the news behind this.
"
"hehe……"
Lin Kun laughed twice, stretched out his hand and said, "Show me your press credentials. If what you say is true, I can let you go."
Jiang Xue did not dare to disobey, and immediately handed the IDs of herself and several colleagues to Lin Kun. Lin Kun checked them one by one. When he saw Jiang Xue's ID, he looked at it twice, raised his head and said with a smile: "So
He became the editor-in-chief at a young age, which is amazing."
Jiang Xue smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Lin, now that you have finished reading, can we leave?"
Lin Kun nodded and said: "Okay, but I still want to warn you, don't follow me again in the future. If you are caught by me next time, you won't be as lucky as today."
The two men in the car quickly got down and helped the thin man to the car, and the van roared away.
Lin Kun looked at the back of the van, shook his head and smiled. He could understand the difficulty for journalists like them. Due to the influence of the times, physical newspapers and periodicals are not as easy to sell as they used to be. Even many physical newspapers in China and Hong Kong
The newspaper industry has all gone bankrupt. As one of the largest newspapers in China and Hong Kong, Banhai Morning Post is also having a hard time and is almost on the verge of bankruptcy.
With the development of society, some traditional industries are gradually replaced by new-age industries. While we feel sorry for the disappearance of these industries, we should not forget the convenience and happiness that the high-tech era in which we are born has brought to us.
Lin Kun turned around and got into the car. The Mustang's engine roared vigorously. Just as he was about to start, Lin Kun's cell phone rang in his pocket. It was an unfamiliar number.
Lin Kun pressed the answer button. The voice on the phone was not unfamiliar, but a little cold.
The call was from Shen Man. Shen Man used Zhang Tianzheng's name to inform Lin Kun and asked him to meet at an alley teahouse in the city center immediately. He had something important to tell him.
Tomorrow is the funeral of Mr. Jin. Zhang Tianzheng asked Shen Man to call him at this time. There must be something important to discuss. Lin Kun did not dare to delay and immediately drove straight to the city center.
On the way, Lin Kun called Chu Jingyao and gave a brief explanation. Chu Jingyao was well-informed and did not ask any further questions. She just said: "Go home early when you are done."
Twenty minutes later, the Mustang stopped at the ‘Alley Teahouse’ in the city center. This teahouse lived up to its name.
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It is located deep in an alley in the city center. The location is very secret, but the tea here is fragrant, so many people come here to drink tea.
A small open space was specially cleared at the entrance of the teahouse as a parking lot. The owner is an old man in his fifties. He likes to wear a fox fur hat and sit on the pony at the entrance of the teahouse, smoke dry cigarettes, and drink tea when everyone comes over. , he greeted everyone with a smile.
It was also the first time for Lin Kun to come to this teahouse. The facade of this teahouse didn't look big, but inside it gave people a unique feeling. It was spacious, bright and elegantly decorated.
The waiters in this teahouse are all wearing long cheongsam. They are all slim and handsome in appearance. It is still cold winter weather outside, but it is warm inside the teahouse.
Shen Man was waiting for Lin Kun at the bar downstairs. She was wearing a fashionable outfit, a leather skirt, black pants, and a down jacket. She had sexy black wavy hair draped over her shoulders. She was walking back and forth in the teahouse or standing quietly behind the bar. The waiters all looked handsome and eye-catching, but Police Shen, who was dressed in casual clothes, had an indescribable alluring aura when he came to this station, which focused the attention of everyone in the teahouse.
"Beautiful Shen, are you waiting for me?" Lin Kun came in with a cigarette hanging crookedly in his mouth, squinting his eyes slightly, and his lazy expression was mischievous.
Shen Man rolled his eyes at him coldly, as if he had a big problem with him, and said coldly: "Follow me."
Lin Kun followed behind, looked up and down, smiled and joked: "Beautiful Shen, it seems that the popular saying of gaining three pounds during the Spring Festival is correct. We haven't seen each other for a few days. You My butt is getting bigger again!”
"Lin Kun, you bastard!" Shen Man turned around suddenly, his eyes as cold as knives, and his fair and handsome cheeks had a heroic charm.
"Hey hey hey!"
Lin Kun smiled angrily and said: "Beautiful Shen, we have to pay attention to the impact. There are so many people watching around us. We are such a beautiful girl. It is not good for us to have the reputation of a shrew. Besides, this is our fault." First time meeting after two years, lady point."
Shen Man glanced around from the corner of her eyes. All the people drinking tea in the hall on this floor were paying attention. She snorted coldly, turned around and continued upstairs.
The private room where Zhang Tianzheng was located was at a corner at the end of the corridor on the second floor. It was very private.
After Lin Kun entered the room, he took the initiative to shake hands with Zhang Tianzheng and said with a smile: "Director Zhang, this is our first meeting after the new year. I wish you all the best in the new year and great achievements!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Kun immediately changed his words and said, "Sorry, Mayor Zhang, look at my bad memory."
Zhang Tianzheng smiled and pointed at Lin Kun and said: "Xiao Lin, don't try this trick with me. I, Zhang, can be where I am today without your help."
Lin Kun immediately smiled and said: "Mayor Zhang, you are exaggerating when you say this. I, Lin Kun, am just an idle member of society. How can I have so much energy? The main thing is that you have done a good job and everyone sees it." It’s in.”
Zhang Tianzheng said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for a while, and your tongue has become quite slippery. It seems that your trip to Yanjing was not in vain."
Shen Man muttered in a low voice: "Smooth-tongued, specializing in deceiving little girls."
Zhang Tianzheng turned around and said, "Xiao Shen, what did you say?"
Shen Man said: "Mayor Zhang, I didn't say anything."
Lin Kun grabbed the teacup on the table and took a sip, saying, "She said I was smooth-tongued and only deceived little girls."
Zhang Tianzheng's expression was slightly startled, then he coughed twice and said with a smile: "You young people just like to bicker. Xiao Lin, I called you here suddenly because I have something important to tell you."
Lin Kun said: "What's the matter?"
Zhang Tianzheng said: "Tomorrow is the day of the funeral of the old man of the Jin family. I just got the news. I'm afraid someone will do something bad to you tomorrow, so..."