Humans are emotional and capricious animals.
After those emotions of anger, fear, nervousness, excitement, curiosity, and loss all subsided, anxiety about the future gradually crept into Wu Zifan's heart.
After the people from the Secret Service repeatedly asked for details and the information he had, he suddenly realized that no matter in the past or in the future, he did not seem to have considered the retreat at all.
It's like holding a hand of cards. He doesn't know whether the cards are good or not, nor does he know how to play them to win.
Fortunately, he still has the right not to play any cards, so no matter which side is involved, no one knows how he will proceed.
But staying silent is only a temporary escape. The "game" had already begun at the moment of the explosion, and he was not the only one holding the cards. He knew that if he didn't do anything, there would be people who would make it impossible for him to do anything in the future.
The strength and position of the special intelligence agency in front of them is still unclear, but at least the Huo family definitely has such capabilities.
There is also Wu’s Medical Clinic. How much does his father know? Does he know what the Huo family is doing? Do you know the Secret Service? Do you know the secret about Nan Botu? Without knowing the intelligence Wu Jinglong has and the preparations he has made before, every choice he makes may bring greater disaster to the entire Wu Medical Clinic.
There wasn't much time left for him to think.
"How is it? Still no more questions?"
"No. He only said yes, but said he couldn't remember where the things were. What else can we do to him... It's really a headache. The Huo family knows that both ends have failed, and they must be thinking of ways to destroy the evidence. This is a race against time and time has come to a head..."
"Our people have taken over the explosion site. The situation is not that bad...but, alas. We finally caught them, but the explosion happened much earlier than expected. What a bad luck."
"Okay, the most unlucky person in the whole thing is not us, but Professor Yu. He thought they came here because of Professor Lin's matter back then, but it turned out that they just thought Wu Zifan had handed the things to him, and together with Let’s settle the accounts together with what happened back then. It’s such an unforeseen disaster. And the one in the ward..."
"Forget it, keep your voice down...Actually, I'm here just because..."
What are you talking about? Couldn't he tell that these words were meant for him and made him feel guilty? Wu Zifan sighed helplessly.
To be honest, if the facts weren't in front of him, he would never have thought that this matter could also involve Yu Huisheng, who had only met him once. Firstly, the Huo family was really anxious to get angry this time and would rather kill someone by mistake than let it go. Secondly, Professor Yu had a "little secret" of his own and was targeted by the Huo family, which led to a big mistake.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Ah! I'm sorry! Right now! I just finished asking and they are resting. Come in!"
The two people chatting heard a knock on the door and immediately came to their senses. The young man who had dislocated his hand immediately ran over and opened the door.
Wu Zifan also seeks fame. It was Nan Botu who walked through the door.
The Nambo map in front of me is no different from the usual Nambo map. He maintained a well-placed smile and behaved in a relaxed manner as he treated his colleagues and patients in the hospital.
But this made Wu Zifan feel inconsistent. Because just a few hours ago, when he last saw Namboto, Namboto's face was full of alienation and indifference, and his body seemed to have a deep and mysterious aura.
This attitude of switching emotions freely made Wu Zifan realize that although he had tried every means in the past to please and take advantage of the other party, and even thought he had succeeded long ago, he actually did not understand "Nan Bo Tu" at all.
"Is this halftime? Then I'll take up this little time."
Nan Botu greeted several people from the Special Intelligence Bureau present, walked towards the opposite side of Wu Zifan, naturally pulled out the chair that had been vacant for a while, and sat down.
It seemed that no one had any intention of asking Wu Zifan's personal wishes.
He seemed to scan the table. There were only a few gel pens and a pile of scattered white paper on the table.
He picked up a pen and turned it around in his hand.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, turned around and asked:
"Ah. I forgot to ask. Is there surveillance in your room? Will our conversation be filmed or recorded?"
"Yes, there. Due to work requirements, all interviews here are audio and video-recorded. Not only to preserve evidence, but also to prevent our staff from engaging in illegal operations, such as inducement, threats, or direct use of violence."
"That's it..."
call out--
Bang——!
Suddenly, Dong Jie saw a black shadow flash before his eyes, and then the camera in the corner of the roof suddenly made a huge explosion, followed by the sound of running electricity, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.
However, before everyone could react, Nanbotu, who had been sitting calmly at the table just now, stood up without knowing it, and supported the table with his hands, turning himself to the other side of the table.
Wu Zifan just raised his head and glanced in the direction of the surveillance camera. The next second he saw the face that was across the table just now was in front of him. The next second after that, he felt a numbness in his stomach, and he involuntarily arched his body and leaned back. Look up.
The whole world was spinning in his eyes.
And when he regained his composure and tried to see clearly the situation in front of him, what came into view was a fist as big as a bowl, heading straight for his face.
He heard the sound of the table being overturned by a huge force, heard the vague exclamation from behind the table, and heard the collision of gel pens falling to the floor. His head hit the cold ground, making a buzzing sound.
"stop!"
Boom!
Wu Zifan blinked.
Of course, the fist finally didn't hit him in the face. He didn't see clearly what kind of expression Nang Botu had at that moment. He only saw the current Nang Botu shaking his fist that hit the ground with red knuckles, smiling and turning his head and said:
"Don't be nervous, your hand just slipped. If there is any property damage, I will compensate you according to the price."
On the face of the person who hurriedly ran over to hold him back, there was a message that Wu Zifan could understand at a glance: The whole person turned over, damn his hands were slippery!
"I believe he can understand it, right, classmate Xiao Wu?"
"Huh? Uh...oh. Yes, um..."
Wu Zifan didn't understand why he unknowingly agreed with Nan Botu's fallacies, but his mouth started to move without thinking.
"By the way. Did you bring your mobile phone? Lend it to me."
Nambotu patted his butt and stood up, without any intention of helping him up.
Wu Zifan didn't realize there was anything wrong with this, but subconsciously dug into his pockets and took out his cell phone.
"Unlock it."
So Wu Zifan obediently unlocked the phone and handed it out.
Namboto reached out and grabbed the phone, using it as if it was his own. This scene simply made everyone look stupid.
To be honest, maybe Wu Zifan's behavior was a reaction of some kind of survival instinct. Because just now the people from the Secret Service also hinted that Nambotu and the others would be involved this time, entirely because of his fault. Namboto wanted to vent his anger and warn him now, which was only natural. Of course Wu Zifan should be more cowardly and accommodating to the other party now.
Although he acted too cowardly. The agents nearby who were planning to break up the fight were so frightened that they didn't know what to say.
Didi didi. Didi didi. Didi didi.
It's the sound of a phone call.
Dong Jie stepped forward, pulled Wu Zifan up, and asked awkwardly: "Are you okay? Are you injured?"
As a result, before Wu Zifan could answer the call, Ling Yao, who had not yet answered the call, turned around and interrupted:
"It's a shitty thing. I'm a doctor and I don't know. If you pull him to the police station, it won't even be considered a minor injury."
The two people immediately stopped talking.
Then Ling Yao saw Dong Jie turn his face sideways and gestured silently: Do you still remember that you are a doctor? Who the hell would believe it...
Ling Yao suddenly felt happy. I can’t tell you that I am really a doctor in this life. I learned all the things about fighting and killing people in my previous life, right?
Then he shouldn't be treated as a lunatic and then forked out?
And really speaking, the fact that he was able to knock Xu Wenbo down in one fell swoop tonight was really an accident of the right time, place and people. Thanks to the summer thunderstorm season in Fengcheng, he was able to draw the power of thunder and lightning for his own use; and thanks to the many talismans and swords placed on the street, he had props to use; plus Huo Huo The people in the family are indeed not very good, and the "little boss" underestimated the enemy at the beginning...
Normally, he would only be able to delay for a moment or two, and then wait for the people from the Secret Service to come and get him. At that level, he could be deceived by saying that Nan's family taught him a little bit.
Of course, he did not plan to tell the Secret Service about this "accident" for the time being. The people from the Special Intelligence Bureau will definitely try their best to find out his details later. They will spend a lot of time and find nothing, and then they will cautiously increase his risk factor - thinking about this makes him feel very happy. .
Under the premise of holding a certain amount of chips, maintaining mystery is always a good way to improve your status in the eyes of the other party.
Moreover, when the Secret Service tries to uncover someone's background, it will definitely find "Xin Ran" and list himself, the elusive "adoptive father", as a key target of investigation. When he wasn't sure about facing this "behind-the-scenes boss" head-on, he let the people from the Secret Service go find out, and let the other party worry about it for a while.
Du-ka.
The call was connected.
"Why the hell do you know how to call back -!!!"
Ling Yao didn't turn on the speakerphone, but Wu Jinglong's roar still reached the ears of everyone present through the microphone. Wu Zifan, who was standing nearby, subconsciously shrank his head.
Ling Yao didn't show any embarrassment on his face, but he calmly put the phone to his ear and replied:
"Mr. Wu, it's me."
"Uh... uh, Nan... Nan boy? Are you and Quanzi together? Ah... great... It seems like nothing is wrong."
Wu Zifan complained: It might have been fine at first, but after I almost got punched by Nan Botu, I felt that I was quite fine.
And his father is fake, right? It doesn’t matter if you think Nan Bo Tu is reliable, how can you treat Nan Bo Tu so much better than yourself?
But after thinking about what I did today... forget it, it's a good thing that I didn't sever the father-son relationship with myself.
"Nothing happened, he was alive and kicking. Your son is very capable. You have worked so hard these years just to keep the neutral status of Wu's Medical Center, to find a reliable and good way for him in the future, and to Work hard to insure him with me; but it's good for him. Not only did he choose the Nan family for you, but now he has bumped into the escape route I prepared for him, and also involved my teacher. You think this isn't great? I think it's pretty good. I, a good guy, don't have to do it at all. If I do, I'll get myself into trouble for nothing, right?"
Ling Yao's words were full of honorifics and compliments, but his words were full of sarcasm. Wu Jinglong choked up after two or three sentences and was speechless.
"Why did you choose the Nan family? Why did you choose the Nan family?"
It's not like Wu Zifan couldn't guess that his father has always been hiding from him in recent years, dealing with aristocratic families, and taking him to the Zhou family this time is the best example. He is also willing to lend a helping hand to a down-and-out family with a neutral attitude. This is a sign of joining the world without fighting. Unfortunately, Lin Tianyu disrupted the situation, and he doesn't know how effective it will be in the end.
But there is no doubt that Wu Jinglong did not originally intend to directly attack the Nan family, one of the centers of the whirlpool, because the risk was too great.
"Why else? Whose people do you think are guarding Wu's Medical Center and blocking the Huo family now? You don't think that my teacher is the only one who is implicated, do you?"
Ling Yao looked at Wu Zifan with a look of fool. This child is not without intelligence, but unfortunately, his behavior at the critical moment is just out of his mind. He is reckless before he can see the situation clearly, and he has no regard for the consequences.
No wonder Wu Jinglong always wanted to hide it from him at first, and always wanted to pave the way for him.
Unfortunately, the level of concealment was not good enough. Being secretive only made Wu Zifan more interested, and it had the opposite effect.
"Okay, you father and son can chat among yourselves. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me whether you choose the Nan family or something else. I can only suggest that you don't think about hiding it, and try to overthrow the Huo family this time. Safety."
Ling Yao threw the phone at Wu Zifan, and his body had already returned to his original sitting position. He held the handle and sat down with his legs crossed. He didn't care whether Wu Zifan caught it or not, and took it out on his own. I got my mobile phone,
"Sorry, I'll make another call."
Anyway, no one present noticed his embarrassment. Is this place really a secret service interrogation room? You have turned your back on yourself and it belongs to you!
No one knew who he called. Except for the first question he asked, "How are you now?", his subsequent answers were all "Yeah." "Okay." "Okay." "It's okay." "It doesn't matter." "It's up to you." "Don't worry." Such nutritious words. Meng Jie'an, who was originally trying to keep an eye on Ling Yao, gradually shifted his attention to listen to whether Wu Zifan had any new information.
Only Xie Mingming, who had been sitting far away, stared at Ling Yao expressionlessly. She still remembered Yang He's evaluation of "Nan Bo Tu" when the team was closed:
"Although I don't know the specific situation, this guy has definitely experienced a terrifying life-and-death battle, and nine times out of ten he has actually killed someone."
A born warrior also needs training. And Nambotu should not have such an opportunity.
This will be a huge shadow over the intelligence agencies, and it will also be a bomb over the Secret Service that may be a dud but may also explode at any time.
And they inevitably will cooperate with this person. Even if everything that happened today was an accident with a probability of only 1 in 10,000, they must remain 120% vigilant.
What's more, probably due to a sniper's intuition, she felt that what Nan Botu was talking about now was definitely something of the same level as the intelligence Wu Zifan had.
Ling Yao was indeed talking about "big things". He is calling Li Haibo.
Just as he expected, the Huo family quickly cleared the crime scene and evacuated after searching the black market to no avail. The hostages Li Haibo was holding were of no use for the time being.
Apart from catching the guards who invaded Tang Street, Li Haibo did not take any further action. The Huo family is not the only one who is shady in the black market, and this explosion has attracted "snipers". It is a time when everyone is in danger, and any move may lead to suspicion and further conflicts.
Although collecting criminal evidence of the Huo family at this time can completely overthrow and devour the Huo family, this will undoubtedly label their own forces as "adding insult to injury" and thus damage the personal relationships they have finally established.
As expected, although Li Haibo had "arranged" a plan for Lin Tianyu to take this opportunity to continue to expand his power, Lin Tianyu had no idea about this "big earthquake" in the black market.
"He doesn't like to get involved in these things. He has given me full power over the black market affairs. Naturally, he doesn't need to know these details. You should take care of yourself. Will this incident really not affect that... cooperation? I know you The partner I am working with is none other than Boss Wu of Wu’s Medical Clinic.”
Ling Yao gave the other party a reassurance. However, he also heard some differences from this passage.
How could Li Haibo, a man who works in the black market, not know the simple worldly wisdom of "just because your boss leaves everything to you, doesn't mean you don't have to report to him"? The reason why Li Haibo didn't say anything was that, firstly, Lin Tianyu really trusted him, or was big-hearted enough to completely delegate power on the black market issue; secondly, it showed that although Li Haibo knew Lin Tianyu very well, he actually did not pay reciprocal efforts. So much trust.
Because he knew that Lin Tianyu didn't like, or looked down on the dirty struggles in the black market, but only regarded the black market as an "intelligence source", "resource library" and "money-making machine". Telling Lin Tianyu these "minutical details" and "weighing the pros and cons" will not make Lin Tianyu feel that "you are really obedient and capable", but will only make him feel that "your black market is really ugly and dark." Such an attitude will certainly make Li Haibo make selective reservations.
He simply does not believe that Lin Tianyu can understand that the intelligence, resources, and money in the black market are all based on ugliness and darkness, nor does he believe that Lin Tianyu can understand why he is doing these "insufficient things" in order to obtain and maintain all this. Things that are not kind enough, are not just enough, and are not aboveboard enough.
It can only be said that to a certain extent, Lin Tianyu is really idealistic and does not understand the situation of others. He doesn't blame his "good brother", who has so many little ones in his heart, and dares to secretly talk to him about long-term cooperation.
But then again, Li Haibo has been staring at the Huo family's supply for a long time. If you want to take the opportunity to completely bulldoze and carve up the Huo family, clues can't be found only at the explosion site.
"Since you have this opportunity now, please help me pass the information once. The people from the Secret Service don't believe us black market rats, but they will definitely believe you, the 'hero'. Anyway, we have nothing to do with the destruction of the Huo family. The goal is the same. Just don't reveal my identity."
"Okay. What is it? I'll remember it."
Ling Yao turned around to find a pen. And Xie Mingming happened to hand over a pen.
He glanced at Xie Mingming and nodded to express his gratitude.
"Ruifeng District, No. 38 Guangnanyuan Back Street, Apartment No. 7, Mingding Community."
Ling Yao jotted it down and asked:
"This is where?"
"Fengcheng's famous unfinished residential area. But it has actually been more than 20 years ago. Because of the poor location, municipal planning has not been advanced there."
Xie Mingming replied.
Ling Yao had already guessed something.
"Maybe it's the whole community, but at least it's in Building 7. Underground. There are also various other places.
"That's the tomb where the Huo family disposes of 'failed experiments'."
