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In the conference room, the soft lights are sprinkled.

A dark coffee table with a transparent coffee pot and a spout of heat.

Chu Tian reached out his hand and lifted the pot handle, filling the two cups with black coffee gracefully. The scattered fog contained a strong aroma. Chu Tian gently pushed the cup on the left to Feng Xuejun, and he picked up the cup on the right and smiled at Feng Xuejun, "Team leader Feng, try my skills in making coffee."

You are asked to interrogate the prisoner, but you are here to have a coffee! Feng Xuejun smiled bitterly and took a few sips. He had to say that the brewing was just right, both the amount of coffee and the temperature of the boiling were in place. He couldn't help but nod and praised: "Coffee is really good, but how can you know so much like your age?"

Chu Tian held the hot coffee and gently blew away the heat on the surface, causing the black liquid to ripple. He sipped a small sip of coffee on the edge, swallowed it before responding lightly: "Age doesn't mean anything. Ten years is enough to divide the contemporaries into two levels, let alone some theoretical knowledge?"

What is the difference between ordinary people and heroes? When you are worried about the price reduction of clothing that the store likes, Chu Tian began to look at important places in the south and wanted to fight a life-and-death battle with the Tang Sect. This is the difference between the two.

Feng Xuejun deeply feels that life is an endless marathon. As long as you work harder than others at each stage, you will distance others over time. The grades of her sisters who entered the military academy at the same time are almost the same as those of her sisters who entered the military academy at the same time, but four years later, the gap is quite obvious.

Some people entered Zhongnanhai, while others were fired after violating discipline.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little dull, Feng Xuejun broke the silence: "You said, will that guy ask?"

Chu Tian nodded and replied without hesitation: "I will definitely be able to help!"

Feng Xuejun was a little surprised and looked up at him: "Are you so sure?"

Chu Tian smiled without saying anything, his calm and composed look was beyond Feng Xuejun's expectations. He put the coffee in his mouth into his mouth, swallowed it half a cup and responded: "You must know that the person who interrogated was Brother Cheng. If the criminal could endure the torture at Brother Cheng's hands, then he would not be a human, but a god, an iron-killed god."

Feng Xuejun smiled unanimously. She handed the two killers to the police for interrogation last night and sent the most experienced interrogation masters. Even if they used violence, they didn't ask for anything. What tricks could Brother Cheng make? But Chu Tian was so confident, it was inconvenient to smite his confidence.

At this moment, Chu Tian's phone rang, so he hurriedly stood up and answered the window. Fang Qing's voice came from his ears: "Young Marshal, when Lie Yi killed Ye Duzui, he was caught on the spot by the Macau police. The day after tomorrow, he will be held for a public trial, and it is very likely that the highest punishment will be obtained."

Chu Tian knew that there was no death penalty in Macau, so he asked calmly: "How many years?"

Fang Qing sighed softly and replied: "25 years!"

This is equivalent to letting Lieyi die of old age in prison, and Chu Tian cannot accept it. After all, Lieyi was instructed by him and shook his head and said, "Can we use all our relationships to save him peacefully? Or I will talk to Zhou Longjian and Mr. Su to see if we can use money to settle the matter."

Fang Qing seemed to have expected Chu Tian to speak like this, and answered without hesitation: "It is almost impossible. Ye Duzhu is a famous figure in Macau. If the Macau government let Lie Yi go easily, other political and business people would feel heartbroken, let alone Lie Yi killed 70 people in front and behind, which had a bad impact."

Chu Tian exhaled a few breaths, gently tapped the edge of the sand with his fingers, and after thinking, he spoke: "He is a promising knife hand. Staying in prison for 25 years is simply a murder. Besides, I, Chu Tian, ​​will not abandon the people who have done for me, tell the members of the Xingyue Group to do things and pay attention to all the situation of Lie Yi."

"At the same time, let Feng Wuqing and Nie Wuming sneak into Macau."

Fang Qing nodded and responded: "Okay! Young Marshal, what are you going to do?"

Chu Tian smiled softly and vomited lightly: "Corruption!"

Fang Qing said slowly without any surprise: "I understand!"

After hanging up the phone, Chu Tian returned to Sha and thought about his worries, and Feng Xuejun did not disturb him.

After drinking two cups of coffee, a harsh ringing rang. Chu Tian took out the phone in surprise. When he saw that it was Brother Cheng's call, he couldn't help but be stunned. He was done so quickly. So he hurriedly pressed the answer button, and then Brother Cheng's voice came: "Young Marshal, he has been asking, the matter is a bit serious!"

Chu Tian skipped a little and said slowly: "You go to the conference room to tell me."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Tian looked at Feng Xuejun and said, "I've called it!"

After almost spitting out half a mouthful of coffee, Feng Xuejun lost his voice in surprise: "So fast?"

Chu Tian nodded, said nothing, waiting for Brother Cheng to come down.

Within a few minutes, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and Brother Cheng walked in with great strides. He just pulled open the chair and sat down and said, "Young Marshal, everything has been clear. They are indeed affiliated with the Red Ridge Organization, but they are each carrying out their own missions. The killers deal with Par Wumang, and the two guys deal with you."

Chu Tian was slightly stunned and asked, "Treat me? The flight explosion caused me?"

Brother Cheng nodded first, then shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "The two guys are confident that they can kill you, so they don't have the idea of ​​using C4 for you, but you happened to book the same flight ticket with Par Wumang. After they discussed it together, they decided to use the bomber to deal with you two."

Chu Tian suddenly realized and responded: "I wondered when I was so charming that they could destroy me by bombing. They each carried out their own missions and had their own goals. This easily explains why the killers attacked Parr Wumang in groups, while the two guys used snipers and explosives to deal with me."

Feng Xuejun sighed softly and said lightly: "They are really troublesome!"

Brother Cheng shook his head without comment and showed his question: "The twenty-one assassinated Par Wumang arrived in Zhengzhou twenty-eight days ago. Three of the assassinated killers died of the young marshal in the rain. The purpose at that time was very simple, to avenge the dead silver killer."

Chu Tian remembered the silver killer who was killed in Hong Kong for saving Par Wumang.

Feng Xuejun had a headache, she felt that it was too complicated.

But Chu Tian clarified his thoughts and signaled Brother Cheng to continue.

Brother Cheng poured himself a cup of clean water, took a few sips and said, "Although the loss of three killers made them angry, their goal is to assassinate Par Wumang. It is impossible to waste too much energy and power on you, so temporarily put aside your killing intentions and focus on finding Par Wumang's traces and assassinate them."

Chu Tian gathered his eyes and asked, "What's going on with those two guys?"

Brother Cheng breathed a few heavy breaths and responded in a familiar way: "Half a month ago, the Hongri organization received a commission and someone asked to deal with you, so they sent two gunmen to deal with you. After these two gunmen arrived in Zhengzhou, they would meet with the eighteen killers and discuss how to get rid of you."

Chu Tian nodded. This explains that after the Hongri organization Yujie stopped him, it disappeared again. It was not until these few days before it emerged to deal with him again. It turned out that they had suddenly accepted the entrustment. Unexpectedly, it was a rare fate that they and Par Wumang were entangled by the Hongri organization at the same time.

Feng Xuejun suddenly had a key question: "Who wants to kill Chu Tian?"

Brother Cheng held half a glass of water, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Italian mafia!"

Chu Tian was stunned and surprised: When did he provoke the mafia?

The Italian Mafia is the largest criminal organization in the world today. It has evolved from a gang organization in the Bourbon era in Italy to today's transnational criminal group. It radiates from Sicily, Italy to the world, spreads to most parts of the world, and becomes the "godfather" of the global underworld society.

For a hundred years, the mafia has blackmailed, smuggled and trafficked drugs, intimidated and murdered, controlled and speculated, and set up gambling games and opened brothels. It has also continuously penetrated into the political, military, enterprises, stock markets and financial industries, constantly monopolized the economy, and silenced the government, interfered with the current situation, created disasters, and thus became a criminal group.

Feng Xuejun was even more shocked. Of course, she knew who the Italian mafia was, and why did Chu Tian in front of her cause big trouble? What is the origin of this kid?

After a little calmer, Chu Tian finished drinking the coffee in the cup, his question became stronger and he asked slowly: "This seems a bit strange. The Italian mafia itself has a strong ability to damage and can send people to the Tianchao to kill me. Why does it entrust the Hongri organization to deal with me?"

Brother Cheng has not answered yet, Feng Xuejun took over the topic:

"I know this, today's killer organizations do not violate rivers, but they have interest alliances. In order to solve the inconvenience of regional movement and control costs, they sometimes transfer the targets of assassination, such as the Mafia entrusting the Hongri organization, or, after a few days, the Yamaguchi organization commissions the Italian Mafia."

Brother Cheng nodded and smiled and said, "She is right! They will reach an agreement without harming each other's interests, which is called a second-level commission."

Chu Tian suddenly realized that it was like that.

But he also had a deeper question: Who is the first-level client? Tang Sect? Tang Rong’s masters are so powerful that they don’t do these boring things; Yamaguchi Group? By the same token, Sakura Mantian itself is a famous killer organization in Asia; Tutu Remnants? There are so many killer organizations in Asia, why bother to find them in Europe?

Then, an inspiration flashed through Chu Tian’s mind: Ye family!

The Ye family is really living a tenacious life! Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he reached out to fill up coffee and drank it again, and stood up and said to Brother Cheng: "Transfer all the confessions confessed by the criminal to Team Leader Feng, and then interrogate the remaining two killers. We will go back to the capital tomorrow!"

Brother Cheng stood up and replied respectfully: "Yes! Young Marshal!"

After saying that, he walked towards the door and finished the rest.

Young Marshal? He is called Young Marshal? Feng Xuejun's attention was attracted at this point. She suddenly thought of the Shuai Army organization at the peak of her life. Thinking of the turbulent gangsters in Zhengzhou, an unbelievable thought flashed through her heart. Could it be that the little brat in front of her was the leader of Shuai Army?

Chu Tian wiped off the coffee marks of the cup edge, and then walked slowly outside.

Suddenly, Feng Xuejun appeared quietly: "Are you the young marshal? But the young marshal of the handsome army?"

Chu Tian chuckled slightly and did not answer her positively: "I said, I am a hooligan!"

Feng Xuejun smiled bitterly and said lightly: "You are an interesting hooligan."

Chu Tian walked sideways to her, hugged her waist quickly, showing a familiar smirk that made Feng Xuejun familiar the night before: "I am not only interesting, but also very lustful. Team Leader Feng, we have a promise first. The case will be closed within three days. You have to accompany me in the middle of the night. Could it be that you want to break your promise?"

Feng Xuejun's face turned flushed and her breathing became rapid. She tried hard to break away from Chu Tian's arms, but her strength was useless in front of the little kid. Looking at Chu Tian's lips gradually approaching, she bit her red lips tightly and closed her eyes, protesting his frivolity with silent actions.

With about a little left, Chu Tian sighed softly, and finally let her go.

When Feng Xuejun opened his eyes, Chu Tian had already stepped out of the door.

Suddenly, she felt inexplicably disappointed!

Little hooligan, can't you kiss it?
Chapter completed!