The conversation continued, but the content was very different. Before receiving the last call from Chen Xing to confirm, Zhang Jingsheng might ask in detail about the relationship between Tang Ning and that Japanese woman, especially the details. To see if a person is lying, details are often the key and also the point of breaking. If nothing happened, no matter how it is fabricated, it is impossible to perfectly combine every detail together. Zhang Jingsheng is very confident in distinguishing the true and false, because he has more than 20 years of case handling experience as a backing.

But there is no need now. One is his impression of Tang Ning, and the other is a phone call supported by Chen Xing. Together, Tang Ning's image as a good boy in his mind is getting taller. Seeing unfairness on the road, he draws his sword to help, or encounters him on the way and helps with righteousness. As for why Tang Ning doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and goes out for a walk, this is not within his jurisdiction. Although Zhengzhou City recently has caused various public security cases to occur frequently due to the martial arts competition and exchange conference, it is still under control. There is no notice prohibiting night out at night. Therefore, the police cannot control anyone who goes out in the middle of the night.

The focus of the next conversation was on the specific identity of the woman, and her interpersonal relationships, such as whether she had a very close male friend, or a brother, brother and relative. However, after a while, Zhang Jingsheng got extremely limited information from Tang Ning. Except for knowing that the woman was named Junko Kasahara, who was a Japanese tourist who traveled normally to Zhengzhou, the rest could be said to have nothing. This is not to blame Tang Ning. Apart from knowing that Junko Kasahara was from Chikusa Temple, his mission to come to China was to secretly protect Shunichi Kuroki, he didn't know anything else. He couldn't say anything and agreed to keep it a secret for others. He could only tell Zhang Jingsheng a name that was not painful.

Tang Ning is good at magical techniques and can see people's hearts through his face. It is difficult for outsiders to keep secrets in front of him. The old policeman Zhang Jingsheng only judges the truth and falsehood of a person's words based on his professional training and experience. Compared with the two, the heights are revealed immediately. So what Tang Ning hides and doesn't want to say, no one in this world can dig out of his mouth.

While he was healing for Junko Kasahara in the inner room, although the two rooms were separated by one door and one wall, any sound was blocked by isolation and noise, and the noise inside could not be transmitted, and the sound outside could not be transmitted. What happened later, he had probably heard some of Zhou Yu's mouth, and the traces of the fight that he saw inside when he was leaving the door, the broken wardrobe, the blood on the corners of the wall, the collapsed and cracked tea table, the broken tea cup, etc. These combined can simulate the incident in his mind, and he was very interested in the blue bead in the hands of the Japanese mentioned by Zhou Yu.

Automatically capture breath, search for traces, and can also activate spiritual protection to block all attacks. I don’t know which type of magic weapon it is, but it should be a good thing. If you get it, then the analysis of the types of magic weapons possessed by the Japanese miracle world will undoubtedly achieve twice the result with half the effort. Perhaps it may not be possible to be simulated and produced through this simulation. Although the Japanese things are definitely not much higher in the miracle world, in the miracle world, the existence of any object has its strengths and weaknesses. Things that are not in the miracle may not be without the need to be studied. Tang Ning even thought that if he could get the human skin drum in Thailand and the bone lamp in Indonesia, he would still want to study it.

The instrument is like the technique. The former is a specific object, while the latter is a technique and means, and it is divided into good and evil. But as long as it is not a very bloody, evil, dark, and can confuse people's mind, spiritual and intellectual things, everything that can be obtained is taken to study and research, which is simply harmless. In Tang Ning's view, the right way and the purpose of killing evil and destroying evil is too pedantic. In this world, the good and bad, and the good and evil are so inclusive.

It is as easy as looking at the black and white, and you can tell it clearly at a glance. In this world, whether in the martial arts world, the world of the world of ordinary people, you have to dye yourself gray. As long as your heart is innocent, your heart is pure, your spiritual platform is clear, and your color is mixed with the color in the middle is the king. Only then can you live a relaxed, free and freehand life, and not be bound by old rules and regulations. What will happen in the future to stretch and contract, be tight or loose, and not be bound by your hands and feet.

The other three people in the ward would probably never have thought of it. Although Tang Ning was here, his thoughts had already run away. They were all attracted by the disapproval in his eyes and the bad smile that curled up at the corners of his mouth. This kid now gives people a terrifying smell no matter how he looks at it.

The old policeman Zhang Jingsheng did not get the news he wanted, but he did not feel disappointed or frustrated, which was expected.

After a while in the room, Zhou Yu suddenly said, "Uncle Zhang, there is no doubt now, right?"

Zhang Jingsheng pressed his wide palm on his thigh, and nodded hard, looking up at Zhou Yu who had been so anxious that he had been yelling to leave since he came in, and grinned. Since the matter was speculated, the worries before would be small. He sighed in relief and made a decision in his heart. He said, "Okay, don't show that bitter face. I know what you want to say. Don't worry, now I'll just wait for the last news to confirm. You can leave."

"Really?" Zhou Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Jingsheng nodded, creaked, moved behind the chair, and he stood up and prepared to walk out. Before leaving, he pondered for a while and said to the three of them: "If there is no news, you three can leave by themselves by noon. But before that, don't leave the hospital. I don't want to give any handle to those Japanese. I'll get in trouble then. Do you understand?"

"I understand, don't worry." Zhou Yu sat on the bed, crossing his legs, and waved his hands at him with a smile.

Squeak, bang, Zhang Jingsheng walked out of the ward and brought it to the door. Tang Ning turned his head and looked at the direction of the door. Then he turned to Zhou Yu and said, "This old policeman is good. No wonder you screamed so hard at Uncle Zhang."

"Hmph, I think he forgot what he is doing. He is so close to a policeman, a traitor!" Jiang Tao, who was on the side, curled his lips disdainfully.

"You know, this is called communication. What's wrong with the police? What's the difference between it and us? It's just that everyone's professions are different."

"Tsk, I don't understand, you understand? Anyway, I know that the police are white, and we are black. Black and white are always opposite. I don't need to understand anything else. Don't be close to you now and smile, because we didn't do anything big, otherwise, he will arrest you. Police officers all over the world have the same virtues. Especially the Chinese police, bad thieves, good people cannot be high-ranking officials, and their lives are short. Maybe they were even at the wine table to talk to each other. Once he found out that you had committed a crime, he would catch you mercilessly. Humph, a typical slut with kindness and a bad heart. Fake benevolence, false righteousness, hypocritical and artificial bastard."

Jiang Tao, who is usually taciturn, suddenly made such a long story, and his rigorous expression and cynical tone, which made Tang Ning next to him laugh, and couldn't help asking: "I said Jiang Tao, it seems that it's not long before you add up all the time you came to China? Why are our domestic police uncles so fucked in your eyes? Could it be that you have come into contact with it before? Their bad image is preconceived in your mind?"

"You still need contact? Cut. Isn't it all performed in TV that way? Didn't it mean that art comes from life? Although it's exaggerated to a certain extent, it's probably true. Why are you acting in TV that way?"

Tang Ning moaned like a toothache, and patted his forehead with a painful expression, staring at Zhou Yu. His pouted mouth squinted to Jiang Tao, and asked, "Did you bring this child?"

Zhou Yu's head shook like a rattle, his eyes widened, and he said fussfully: "What are you kidding? Or do you think I have the habit of abducting mentally retarded children?" Then, he stretched his neck and turned his head towards Jiang Tao, leaning forward with a serious look on his face. "Child, go home quickly? Your mother is asking you to go home for dinner!"

"Yes, yes, mainland China is too dangerous and not suitable for you! If you have a pure heart, you should hurry back to the paradise of the United States!"

After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at each other involuntarily, and burst out laughing together. But Jiang Tao was leaning on the chair, completely disdainful of arguing with you. They sighed leisurely. "There is a gap in realm, awareness, Xia Chou... can he speak Bing? Hum..."

"Dedede, this kid made the Japanese fool in the morning, so let's not pay attention to him. By the way, Tang Ning. I saw you laughing so hard, what are you thinking?"

Tang Ning leaned back, holding his head with his hands on the back, and lay on the bed with his back. He licked his lips, and a wisp of thief light flashed in his eyes. He said, "I'm wondering, how can I get the blue bead from the Japanese hand?"

"Well, this matter can be done!" Zhou Yu was also excited when he heard Tang Ning's words. Jiang Tao on the side was no longer calm. His dark and cold eyebrows were raised, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly jumped up from the chair, lay on the bed, beside Tang Ning, holding his chin with his hands, staring at him with burning eyes, "Tell me, what are you going to do? If it weren't for that damn bead that suddenly showed his power, I would have smashed the Japanese devil long ago."
Chapter completed!