Author: The bear skimming the treetops

Two sturdy men in casual clothes stood at the door, their faces expressionless.

Because it was a shady room, the temperature was a little lower, but it was still unbearably hot.

Fang now looked around at this empty conference room. On the east wall was a photo of the former Prime Minister, opposite was a large map of Lincheng, and in the middle was a long conference table that could seat more than twenty people.

The furnishings are very simple, the floor, tabletop, and window sills have been cleaned spotlessly, but it gives people a full sense of oppression.

There is nothing special about the conference room itself, the sense of oppression comes from the people who have sat here.

In the corridor just now, he paid special attention to the house numbers hanging above each office——

Telecommunications team, general affairs team, intelligence team... these words that used to only appear in movies, TV series and novels actually appeared in front of us.

Fang now sighed secretly. This was the answer he least wanted to see. The place he was in now was undoubtedly the office of the Secret Service's Lincheng Station.

Until now, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. The person who caught the tomb robbers had somehow managed to land him in a secret service agency.

what on earth is it?

Is there a connection between the tomb robbery case and Lincheng Station?

What is the true identity of the man in the long gown?

…

Fang Jin's brows twitched, and questions surged in his mind one after another.

"Remember what I just told you, be honest!" The bearded man still had an old-fashioned face. He asked Fang Ning to recall the situation at that time, and then left.

The two men standing at the door immediately walked in, one on the left and one on the right, standing beside him, like Dharma protectors.

Fang couldn't care about this anymore. He clenched his fists secretly and had to make good use of this short time!

Complaining is meaningless. Only by getting rid of all negative emotions and calming the brain quickly can we have clear ideas and complete rigorous reasoning.

Putting aside the identity of the man in the official gown, he must prove that he did not want to kill him, and that the shot he fired was purely self-defense or a mistake!

Fang now quickly entered a thinking state.

Why did the man in the long coat shoot?

Of course he sensed the danger!

But where does this danger come from?

Could it be that I was too nervous and made a mistake, and he discovered it?

The answer is almost yes.

At that time, they were conducting surveillance at the gate of Yihuchun, but it seemed that only Lao Jia was relatively professional. Although Jiang Jin came from a major, there was always a gap between practice and theory, and he was as nervous as himself.

As for the old policeman who took advantage of the opportunity to carry out his mission and took advantage of others' pine nut cakes, I'm afraid he would have been exposed a long time ago.

Regardless of whether the man in the long gown is a tomb robber or not, and what his true identity is, since he is being targeted by spies, he is by no means an ordinary person.

A few crappy plainclothes police officers lurked across from Yi Hu Chun. Even Fang, a complete layman, could see the flaws in them, let alone a man in a long gown.

Looking back on the scene at that time, it was indeed the case. When the man walked down the steps, his surprised expression flashed away, but he was not too panicked after that.

Fang was now standing beside and behind Lao Jia. He didn't believe that the shrewd Lao Jia had not noticed this man, but he clearly saw that Lao Jia's expression was normal to the man in the long gown, and he did not order an arrest.

At that time, the man in the long gown could have left quietly, but why did he suddenly stop and turn around and shoot?

If the danger doesn't come from the police, where does it come from?

Is he a spy?

Thinking of this, Fang's heart suddenly lit up.

The man in the long gown had already noticed the plainclothes policemen and was about to leave quickly. However, at this moment, he suddenly discovered the secret agent hiding in the crowd, so he decisively shot at the secret agent.

Fang now combined it with the roar he heard before he fainted, and he was afraid that it was not a high-ranking police officer, but the spy chief.

The spies probably want to catch him alive.

But at this moment, he shot the man in a long gown to death.

The agents were so angry that they arrested him and put him in jail...

This explanation seems logically reasonable.

Fang now thinks that he has figured out the ins and outs of the matter, but this does not really help him get out of the current predicament.

He was the one who killed the man in the long gown. This is an unavoidable fact after all!

For a moment, Fang Xin felt as if he had suffered a heavy blow, which almost made him lose all his self-confidence.

He rubbed his hair with his hands in annoyance and frustration, and then looked at his shooting right hand, almost crying without tears.

Can't give up, can't admit defeat!

He quickly took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down quickly.

This is just a temporary setback. Isn't my thinking gradually getting closer to the truth in an upward spiral?

I'm afraid I still have to go back to the scene to find that life-saving straw.

He suddenly had a feeling that sometimes you can't just rely on what you see and hear on the surface. The truth of the matter is often hidden in places that cannot be seen or heard, and in details that are not easy to detect.

At this time, Fang now closed his eyes, adrenaline was secreted crazily, and his brain cells were highly active. The various information and clues he saw and heard at the scene quickly gathered together, like strands of spider threads.

Unknowingly, he felt that he had entered some kind of magical state, and he left the conference room lightly and came to the top of Lincheng City, and at his feet was the gate of Yipotchun Tea Garden.

Time seems to be flowing back at this moment——

At 10:25 in the morning, under the scorching sun, there was a buzz of people at the door of Yipotchun Tea House. A man in a long gown stepped out of the threshold, his expression changed slightly, he walked down the steps as if nothing had happened, turned around and left, then suddenly turned around, drew his gun and shot...

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two gunshots almost superimposed on each other rang in Fang Jin's mind again!

The scene of a man dying after falling to the ground...

However, several times, just when Fang now thought he was about to find the truth, several clues once again became a mess.

what is it?

This thought actually gave him a splitting headache, and he had to withdraw his thoughts from the scene of a pot of spring, temporarily emptying his mind and letting his thoughts wander endlessly like a wandering spirit.

The scorching sun...

A cramped and cramped cell...

The drunken guard...

The bearded senior brother with a cold face and a warm heart...

Senior brother?

Senior brother?

Although he is just a character that has nothing to do with the case, he just became the life-saving straw.

Fang now recalled the scene when he followed his bearded senior brother all the way, especially the way the protrusion on his lower back rose and fell with the rhythm of his walking.

At this moment, his thinking seemed to be ups and downs.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he punched the conference table like a reflex. His face was full of excitement and ecstasy, as if he had completely forgotten where he was.

"I know the answer!"

Then he stretched out his right hand that once held the gun: "It turns out that the truth has always been in my hand!"

Before he finished speaking, the two shoulders were held down by the men beside him. One of them yelled and cursed: "Why are you making so much noise? If you make any more noise, I will send you directly to the torture room."

This little policeman is too courageous. I have never seen anyone dare to make a loud noise here.

At this time, Fang was so surprised that he turned a deaf ear to the agents' scolding.

The thinking continues and does not stop when the answer is found.

Soon, he thought of another terrible problem, and the pride on his face suddenly froze.
Chapter completed!