I have been swaying and deliberating on this option when facing friends and enemies.

I am very clear about the laws of this world. There are no absolute friends in this world, and there will be no absolute enemies. Friends and enemies may be in conflict with each other because of interests.

But this is an embarrassment that can be resolved.

I said to Razor on the phone: "No matter how you think of me, my first option is to treat you as a friend. My original intention will not change, but if a friend makes a mistake, no matter whether the friend is angry or not, I will stop it."

Brighten your bottom line.

For me, the bottom line is there.

Whether you are a friend or an enemy, please don’t touch my bottom line, because I’m angry and will be scary and not kidding.

Razor was silent on the phone for a few seconds.

Then he said to me: "For the sake of my friends, I may give you a small gift, but you don't have to thank me. We are friends and may become enemies. This is just a deal."

I was shocked.

What do you want to give yourself a razor?

His mind was rotating rapidly, and various objects emerged one by one. He thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what the razor was going to give me. At least there was no specific object that could be used as a reference so far.

Did Razor find out that he wanted to return the incense burner?

But the situation is so sensitive and complicated now that if the razor returns the incense burner at this time, it will not only not help you, but may also cause other troubles to you.

Because the owner of the incense burner, the White Dragon King is already ready to move, once the incense burner appears, it will inevitably cause a bloody battle, allowing you to be in the center of the vortex again.

This is not a good option.

I smiled and said, "To be honest, do you want to return the incense burner when you gave me the gift?"

"What are you thinking about? Brother, can the incense burner beside you now be safe?"

Judging from Razor's words, Razor also discovered its current form, so he would not return the incense burner, so he felt a little relieved: "If it weren't for the incense burner, what would that be? You wouldn't tell me that you would give me a beauty, right?"

"Hahaha, I can consider it if you need it."

After Razor finished laughing, he said mysteriously: "Let's keep it secret now, it won't disappoint you anyway."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

It seems that this is indeed a mysterious gift.

Ye Feifei said behind him: "Oh Brother Bai, I heard someone wants to give you a beautiful woman. It seems that Brother Bai is also a beauty lover, it is rare."

I turned around and saw Ye Feifei walking over gracefully. After a closer look, the girl's figure was much better than when she first met her. She was really pleasing to the eye.

I smiled bitterly and spread my hands to Ye Feifei: "You believe what I joke with others?"

"What men say sometimes looks like a joke, but jokes can really become the truth."

Ye Feifei handed me a napkin, which was the rhythm before the meal was about to start.

I asked Ye Feifei: "It seems that you know men very well, but you actually understand men so well. You have a deep experience."

Ye Feifei was spit out helplessly and shrugged, "This is the view of a bystander. It has nothing to do with experience, so there is no need for you to exaggerate it."

The two walked towards the small pavilion where they were eating together.

This pavilion is built on the half waist of an old tree, and it looks like it is riding on the waist of a tree. The pavilion is decorated with original ecological decoration, covered with various orchids. Seven-colored flowers bloom quietly on the orchids, and the faint fragrance floats.

The pavilion is covered with banana leaves, and a dustpan woven with bamboo is placed on the banana leaves. The dustpan is filled with hot meals and all kinds of strange dishes. What is fried cicada sour ants and cold stinky fartworms? This is simply a table of dark dishes.

What’s even more bizarre is that next to the dustpan is a bottle of 82 years old Lafite. The red wine has been opened and three cups have been filled. The teacher is sitting cross-legged next to the dustpan and having a feast.

He didn't raise his head and said directly: "Young people, you are late, please punish yourself for the bar."

Ye Feifei and I looked at each other, sat down across from the teacher together, and had to pick up the red wine and accept the punishment by ourselves.

After a glass of wine, the teacher looked up and asked me, "How are you thinking about things?"

Facing the teacher's eyes, I hesitated for a moment: "I have never met the class monitor, and I don't know what he thinks. After all, killing is not a trivial matter."

"So you have doubts about my words."

The teacher put a crispy cicada in his mouth and started chewing it.

He looked elegant when he was eating, but the two rays of light shot out from his eyes were chilling. My teacher and I could feel murderous intent suddenly rushing into our hearts.

After swallowing the dish, the teacher raised the wine glass to me.

I also held up the wine glass and said to the teacher: "Teacher, I believe you are more clear about my own personality. I don't have anything to hide. If I have any questions, I must understand it clearly before I can draw a conclusion. Being cautious is my unchanging purpose."

"So you have been away from the organization for so many years, and I haven't forgotten you. This time I came to you, because only you are trustworthy."

The teacher touched the cup on my cup.

So I took a sip and said to me: "Do you still remember a promise you made?"

"promise?"

I was a little confused.

I can't remember what promise I made at the beginning, because it was already ten years ago with my teacher in the organization, and I was still a young man ten years ago.

Why do you still have an impression of what you said ten years ago?

Ye Feifei next to him said: "Ten years ago, you once told a seven-year-old girl that if you can meet her when you grow up and have not forgotten each other, you will marry her."

Ye Feifei's words were like a thunderclap, which made me dizzy. The scene from a rainy night ten years ago came to my mind.

It was a bloody battle.

The organization went out in full swing to save a patriotic overseas Chinese, but the patriotic overseas Chinese were hunted by enemies and shot several times. After the organization eliminated the patriotic overseas Chinese's enemies, it was found that the overseas Chinese were seriously injured and died.

Overseas Chinese hold a seven-year-old girl in his arms.

When the little girl saw that all her family had been killed, she was discouraged for a moment and had no hope of survival. She picked up a knife from the pool of blood and stabbed it into her heart.

This is a stubborn girl, and I was ordered to send the suicide girl to the hospital.

The little girl rescued was seeking death again. In order to stop the little girl from seeking death, I grabbed the little girl's hand and made a promise with her that was enough to change the little girl's fate: "If you survive, if we can see each other again in ten years, and if we still know each other then, I will marry you."

The little girl's knife fell on the floor.

I asked the teacher: "Teacher, why did you tell me this? The promise ten years ago doesn't seem to have anything to do with what we are going to talk about today."

The teacher said: "That girl has arrived, you should fulfill your promise with her."

I looked at Ye Feifei and seemed to understand something.

Ye Feifei also looked at me with a smile, but did not speak, but silence was better than sound at this time, and everything was self-evident.

The teacher wiped his mouth and stood up: "I'm full, you young people can enjoy it slowly."

After saying that, he left without caring about other people's reassurance.

After the teacher left, I said to Ye Feifei: "Tell me, have you already planned it and tried to trap me with a promise from ten years ago?"

Ye Feifei put a ball of rice balls in his mouth and said to him with a smile: "We will not do that stupid thing if we trap a person's body, but we cannot trap a person's heart."

Looking at Ye Feifei's understatement.

I became even more confused. If the other party was not trying to trap me, why did I mention the old things again?

Seeing my puzzled look on my face, Ye Feifei said: "The teacher is my adoptive father, and he wants to entrust me to the end."

I was even more surprised when I heard Ye Feifei's explanation: "Why is he anxious to entrust you? Does he have any actions and don't want to keep you by his side and have any worries?"

Ye Feifei nodded.

She said to me: "Obviously, the class monitor is not enough to threaten the teacher. The reason why my adoptive father entrusts me to the point is that the opponent he is about to face may be a bigger figure."

After listening to Ye Feifei's analysis, I understood.

The teacher is silent and playing a big game of chess. Anyone may be the chess piece in the teacher's hand, including himself and Ye Feifei sitting next to him.

I wanted to say something, but a subordinate came to report and said that my gift was here.

I was a little surprised. Razor really kept his word and delivered the gift so quickly. When he went out to see the gift, he found that it was Xiao Zhang who had been missing for a long time.

Xiao Zhang's name is Zhang Jian, because he went abroad to take refuge after committing crimes in the country.

Several people were separated in Chiang Mai, and now Razor sent Zhang Jian back, so I was naturally very happy: "Brother, why are you here again? Where have you been these days?"

"It's a long story, but what's certain is that I'm innocent."

Zhang Jian looked at me with a happy face and said.

Zhang Jian once thought he would die in grievances.

When the task force members pushed open the door of the detention room, Zhang Jian thought they were taking him into the prison car and sent him to the court. Zhang Jian even had his suicide note ready, but a young girl handed it to Zhang Jian with a document: "Zhang Jian, the investigators found the pistol that killed your fiancée in a pig farm in Xishan. According to the identification, you will be ruled out for your murder. From today on, you will be free."

In that second, the air seemed to stagnate.

Looking at the girl in front of him who had slapped Zhang Jian, Zhang Jian burst into tears. Although Zhang Jian had suffered countless tortures from them in the past six months, at this moment, Zhang Jian felt that their faces were so friendly.

They are members of the "3.15" task force.

Half a year ago, on March 15, Zhang Jian's fiancee Xiao Ling and Zhang Jian's old alumnus Rocky were shot several times by a police pistol and shot in an Audi official car. The car was finally parked next to Xiangyu Technology Company next to Yuanfeng Mountain Zoo and was found the next day. Because the two deceased were police personnel, the municipal bureau set up a special task force, and the special task force invited Zhang Jian into their office as soon as possible.

Before that, Zhang Jian was an ordinary police officer, but overnight, Zhang Jian became the suspect in their eyes, on the grounds that Zhang Jian had an affair with his old alumni, and was knocked out by Zhang Jian, and then he killed someone angrily.

But all this is just the reasoning of the task force.

Because during the half-year investigation, the task force did not have any direct evidence to prove that Zhang Jian was the murderer.

However, experts said that there is no evidence to pry out from the suspect's mouth. In this way, they used various methods to "pliminate evidence" from Zhang Jian's mouth. Zhang Jian experienced what the feeling of hell on earth is. Zhang Jian was beaten for a week in the unit compound, Zhang Jian was electrocuted in the basement of the municipal bureau for half a month, and Zhang Jian was taken in the first custody center to take turns to detect lie.

By the way, the staff who detected Zhang Jian’s lie is the girl who came to the detention room to release Zhang Jian out today.

The girl was red-eyed at the time. After the multiple lie tests were ineffective, she slapped Zhang Jian and shouted heart-wrenchingly at Zhang Jian: "Do you say it or not? Why do you, you coward, the whole world know that you killed someone, and you just don't have the courage to admit it?"

"Children, if you can find evidence to prove that I am guilty, I will admit it!"

Zhang Jian smiled, and blood slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth. Zhang Jian didn't know why the slap was so severe. Perhaps half a year later, the case had no progress, which drove these case handlers crazy.
Chapter completed!