Chapter 36, Replacement

PS: There is another chapter around 10

This is not the first time the police station has come. Lin Feng is familiar with the road, and there is no policeman to lead a person to the interrogation room he has often been to. Xiaohe followed him and looked at the former with a "puff". It was really conscious.

"Oh, what are you going to do?" Xiaohe asked.

"Are you not going to try me?" Lin Feng said doubtfully.

"You look up to yourself so much that you can barely let you in this time. Next time, come here." Xiaohe said, opened the door next to the interrogation room and took the lead in. Lin Feng touched his nose awkwardly and followed Xiaohe.

Xiaohe had already received a phone call from Chen Fei, saying that Lin Feng was just wandering around the square and was suddenly shot, and Lin Feng also saved a person. He injured people in order to protect himself. As for the two bodies upstairs, a woman later came to kill them, and under camera surveillance, Lin Feng did not let him. What relationship?

The room is not big, that is, the size of an ordinary office, and it is very clean.

"Do you drink water?" Xiaohe asked.

"Okay, thank you." Lin Feng was also polite. She came to the interrogation room but pulled me to her office. What was her purpose? Lin Feng thought doubtfully and wanted to see what medicine was sold in the latter's gourd.

"You're really welcome." Xiaohe took a glass of water for himself with a stainless steel cup printed with the words "Pudong Police Station", and then took a cup of water for Lin Feng with a disposable paper cup and handed it back to the latter to his seat.

Lin Feng sat on the sofa rudely, crossed his legs and waited for the latter to ask questions.

"You can really calm down," Xiaohe said. "I invited you here because I'm afraid that you will hurt my colleagues. I don't think an old man will do anything to me."

"It's hard to say. I've observed it when I come to this room. There is no camera here, and I believe that the sound insulation effect of this door is also good. No one will know if I do something to you, right?" Lin Feng looked up and down at the police flower in front of her maliciously, stood up and walked towards her.

"What are you going to do?" Xiaohe's face was cold. Looking at Lin Feng walking towards him, he was worried.

"What I want to do is what you want." After Lin Feng finished speaking, his feet slipped and Xiao He's eyes blossomed. Lin Feng appeared in front of the latter, put his hands on the desk, looked at the latter with a smile, stretched his nose forward, and took a deep breath, as if to say to himself, "The fragrance of a girl is really sentimental."

"You--" Xiaohe was furious, stretched out his little hand and was about to slap Lin Feng. Lin Feng was faster and grabbed his thick wrist to make him unable to break free. "What's wrong? Didn't your director do anything to you? Forget it, I won't mess with you." Lin Feng let go of the latter and turned around and sat on the sandalwood desk. "I'm very busy. If there's nothing to do, I'll go first. It's too boring to be with you."

"You--" Xiaohe's face is not good. What's wrong with this person? Not like! Colorless? It's not right! I really can't guess the latter's mind.

"We want to know who you are and why Shang Hai's kidnappings, drug payment and street shootings have something to do with you?" Xiaohe was very pure and asked the thoughts in his heart for many days.

"This-" Lin Feng is "you are a policeman, won't you investigate by yourself? Of course, if you want me to tell you, hey----- there are conditions.

"What conditions?"

"There are no conditions to talk about your appearance. Forget it, I'll sacrifice it reluctantly for you to kiss me!"

"You - hooligan, get out of here."

"Police don't catch hooligans? This policy is good. Since it's okay, I'll go first." After saying that, he strode out.

"Don't you want to know why they killed you?" Xiaohe suddenly said.

"Okay, then I'll sit down for a while." Lin Feng, who stood up, suddenly sat back and still sat on Xiaohe's desk.

"You go over there and do it." Xiaohe suddenly said calmly.

"I like to sit in front of you, and I also like to smell the fragrance of a girl on your body." Lin Feng said shamelessly.

In the huge office of 1,000 square meters on the top floor of a commercial building, the sun shone through the huge glass window and shone on dozens of people sitting in the room. Shen Kun, dressed in black, was also among them, holding his mobile phone in his hand and standing in front of the glass window. "Young master, failed." There was an old and plain voice from the other end of the phone.

"I know." Hang up the phone, then look at the people present and say in a flat voice, "Failed!"

"Did you find out who it is?" One of them said in a stiff Chinese language.

"It has been found out, retired veteran."

"Shen, we have found out the seized poppies on the police. This time, our business in Shanghai can be said to have all gone into nothing. Of course, these losses are caused by you. After several discussions with us, we have decided that Qin will represent the matter in Pudong. Don't you have any objection?" It's really not easy to say so much in a stiff Chinese language.

A man sat on a sofa facing the glass window, with his back to the crowd, revealing only a pair of shiny leather shoes. He could not see what they looked like, and did not participate in their discussions as if they did not exist.

Shen Kun looked at the man with his back to them and said in a low voice, "I have a problem. First of all, this escort did not give us any notice. We didn't know that there would be goods, so we didn't arrange for the port. Second, I am not responsible for Shanghai alone. Although the matter happened in Pudong, it should also Everyone has a common responsibility, thirdly, ------."

"You're right," said a bald man, "but this is the opinion of the head."

Instead, the big office fell silent.

The man with his back to them suddenly said, " Shen Kun, how many years have you been organizing?" The voice is neither humble nor loud, neither slow nor slow, but it sounds like bathing in the spring breeze. The speech is very rhythmic and exquisite. Very ordinary words have a completely different effect in his mouth.

"Looking back, it's been ten years." Shen Kun said respectfully to the man.

"Ten years, not short."

"Yes, head, since Wu Jianhao withdrew, we have no right person on Shanghai's side."

"Wu Jianhao?"

"Yes."

"I haven't seen him for a long time. Didn't you visit him?"

"Yes, but it was rejected."

"I heard that you found someone to bump into him, and the result was very surprising. Later, you kidnapped his daughter. What happened?"

"Lost...failed." Shen Kun's forehead began to sweat nervously, and his voice began to tremble.

"You can't do this well. Are you still going to let me give you a chance?"

"Head, I..."

"Okay, needless to say." His head interrupted him, "Let Chen take your seat. You can follow Chen, and then find someone to invite this young man named Lin Feng to see me." From beginning to end, the man's voice did not change, and in just one sentence, the person in charge of Shang Hai suddenly became the second role.