"Xiao Feng!"

"Mr. Luo."

"Luo Feng, are you okay?"

After Luo Feng arrived at the registration hall of the police station, Tang Qiaojue and others who had been waiting for a long time immediately stood up and walked towards him.

Tang Qiaojue carefully looked at the police officers coming and going around, lowered the volume and asked Luo Feng: "How is it? Have you cheated?"

When it comes to the game, their group maintained a consistent attitude. To be honest, no one believed it. If the game information is leaked casually, it might bring any bad consequences. It would be better for them to pretend to be ordinary people.

"The matter has been resolved. Don't worry."

Luo Feng noticed the concern in the eyes of several people, felt warm inside, and nodded at them with a smile.

After hearing what he said, everyone was completely relieved.

At this time, Cui Jun, who went out to do business, also left.

"How is it? How is the situation?"

Luo Feng took the lead in meeting him, and seemed to be very concerned about the news that Cui Jun brought back.

Cui Jun looked at him and said softly: "The good news is that Yan Xiu seems to have really reached a very important deal with Zhishui's son. He took all the charges, so even if she was sentenced, it would not be too serious. But the bad news is that even if the police do not count the previous murder and kidnapping on her, she cannot escape the charges of false accusation and obstruction of official duties. In the end, she probably still cannot escape a prison disaster."

Although he was mentally prepared in advance, after listening to Cui Jun's words, Ma Mingluo and Cai Sanjing still felt a deep sense of loss and regret.

"What about Han and Jichi?" Luo Feng asked again.

Cui Jun shrugged at everyone, "The truth is revealed now. He was a victim in the whole incident from beginning to end. When he finished treatment in the hospital, he could be discharged from the hospital and go home."

"This is too unfair!"

Ma Mingluo's tone suddenly rose, attracting the attention of many others.

She looked around, pursed her lips, and still couldn't help but whispered in a low voice: "Sister Yan Xiu's family was killed by him. In the past, he had committed so many evil deeds as a reporter. Could it be that only Sister Yan Xiu was punished, but he, the biggest evil man, had nothing to do with it?!"

"Although it's a pity, my answer is, yes, if the prosecutor is interested in him, the police will not be able to arrest him." Cui Jun continued to answer in that disgusting and calm tone.

Fortunately, Luo Feng heard another meaning in her words and asked her softly: "Are you interested in bringing Han Richi's information to your aunt?"

Cui Jun turned his head to look at him.

After a moment, the beautiful little face with no expression curled its lips humanely.

She didn't deliberately push and agreed simply: "I understand. Since you speak, I will tell my mother about this when you look back. In addition, I will try to help Yan Xiu reduce her punishment. She did something wrong. The law is not spared, but there is room for humanity..."

"You guys did a good job today."

Before Cui Jun could finish his words, a low and mellow middle-aged male voice came from not far away, interrupting the conversation between several people.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Cui's father wearing police uniform walking to them with salutation from other policemen. He rarely showed a sincere smile on his serious face. He stretched out his hand to Luo Feng and said, "On behalf of the Jiahe police, I thank you."

Facing Cui's father's gaze, including Tang Qiaojue, all of them were obviously a little embarrassed, but Cui Jun and Luo Feng did not react in particular.

"Actually, you are very clear about the situation tonight, Uncle," Luo Feng held Cui's father's hand and said helplessly, "We just did what we wanted and should do."

"I need to thank you too. After all, with your help, Jiahe police's face will be picked up in time." Cui's father looked at Luo Feng gently. His appearance made the policemen around him secretly amazed, wondering when his director would be so good to others?

At this time, Ma Mingluo, who was standing behind, suddenly blinked. She looked at Cui Jun who was silent, and then looked at Cui's father who had only stared at Luo Feng, feeling a little confused.

For some reason, she always felt that Cui's father's attitude was a little strange. He seemed to have no concern for Cui Jun standing aside, but instead gave all his attention to Luo Feng, an outsider.

Could it be that in front of outsiders, the director, he should avoid suspicion? But what is there to avoid such a thing?

Just as Ma Mingluo was puzzled, another unexpected person was escorted by several policemen through the hall.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. One of his eyes seemed to be blind. A creepy scar ran straight from his forehead to his cheek. He was wearing handcuffs and urging him to go down to the hall to complete the procedures.

"He is the one who wore a cow-faced mask during the live broadcast. It is said that he has a nickname called 'Old Blind'."

Cui Jun suddenly said in Luo Feng's ear.

Luo Feng turned his head to look at her in surprise.

This guy is an old blind man? He originally thought he was a blind man in the forest, but wasn't he the result?

"This guy was originally a policeman. Once, he was cut by a criminal and had no choice but to go to logistics."

Cui’s father next to him also introduced him. His brows frowned, and the eyes looked at the middle-aged man were not sure whether they were angry or disappointed.

"Then how could he become a drug dealer?" Ma Mingluo raised his hand carefully to ask, with a curious look on his face.

"I also want to know why he became a criminal... According to our investigation, he voluntarily resigned shortly after being transferred to logistics. His former colleagues thought he had switched careers and started business, but he didn't expect that now he has used the friendship of his colleagues and did something that the police would never do."

Luo Feng understood, "Han Richi got the gun?"

"Well." Cui's father didn't mean to deliberately hide his family's shame. He said frankly, "This incident made me realize many problems in our bureau. It seems that I, the director, really need to review it deeply."

Luo Feng looked at the middle-aged man's back thoughtfully again, and then suddenly walked forward.

"It doesn't matter."

The police officer in charge of escorting was about to stop him, but he stopped after seeing Cui's father waved his hand.

Luo Feng came to the middle-aged man. The one-eyed man who looked very quiet raised his head to look at him, and suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice: "Do you know my master?"

Luo Feng asked back, "Who is your master?"

"Old blind man."

"Aren't you just an old blind man?"

"I am the disciple of the old blind man. The little kid treats my master as half of his father. After my master passed away, he cannot accept the reality, so he calls me the old blind man."

Luo's cover was silent.

It was not until a few seconds later that a sentence came out of his mouth: "When he went down the mountain, both eyes were gone. Can I be sure that he had absolutely no disciples before going up the mountain, so did you worship him as your teacher later?"

The one-eyed man's expression suddenly became quite strange. He stared at Luo Feng in a daze and said, "You really know him...but how is this possible? How old were you more than ten years ago?"

"The Shoulin man and my third uncle are of the same generation." Luo Feng did not reveal much, "He clearly promised my third uncle that if he could live, he would spend the rest of his life to repay the evil he had done. Why did he indulge Zhishui's son to go on his father's old path? Why did he ask your apprentice to help him?"

Hearing Luo Feng’s two questions, the one-eyed man inexplicably closed his mouth and stopped talking.

But at this time, Luo Feng seemed to remember something. He blinked and looked at the one-eyed man suddenly, his brows tightened.

"You used to be a policeman?"

The one-eyed man glanced at him and nodded silently.

Luo Feng was silent for a moment before saying: "The guardian once said... the reason why he wanted to put down his butcher knife was because he met a fledgling little policeman, who asked him to regain his conscience that he had lost for many years."

The one-eyed man's cheeks twitched clearly.

He stared at Luo Feng's face with an indescribable look, then lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I'm not that policeman."

"Isn't it?" Luo Feng also asked back to himself, "The Shoulin Man had already turned aside back, so he had no reason to accept another person as his apprentice and pass on his murder skills... unless that person is very special to him."

"I said I'm not!"

Luo Feng nodded lightly and said, "Then treat you not... I have another question to ask you, why did you help Zhishui's son? He has a grudge and wants to avenge the police, you shouldn't?"

The one-eyed man stared at him, and after a long time he let out a cold word from his mouth: "Money."

"money?"

"Yes, money! That's that simple! How much does it cost to buy a person's conscience and sense of justice?"

Looking at the one-eyed man's face that immediately became particularly ferocious, Luo Feng paused, and finally nodded silently.

He didn't ask any more questions, and let the police come over and take the one-eyed man away.

Watching the one-eyed man walk away step by step, Luo Feng, who was still there, took a deep breath.

He knew that although the answer was simple, there was probably an unknown story behind this simple answer.

"Zhishui's son regards Shoulin as half of his father, which means that Shoulin also regards him as half of his son. As Shoulin's apprentice, if it's just for money, when Zhishui's son surrenders himself in the police station, he doesn't need to follow him..."

Luo Feng turned around and looked at Cui Jun who had come behind him at some point, and said lightly: "Whether it is for money or for anything else... the evil people are evil people after all, and we don't need to sympathize with him."

Cui Jun was stunned when he heard this, then laughed for nodded and said, "There is no need to sympathize with the evil people, no matter how sad their story is."

Luo Feng noticed that Cui’s father had left, so he asked Cui Jun: “Can you let me see Yan Xiu again?”

"how?"

"I still have some things I haven't explained to her."

Cui Jun picked up his hand, looked at him scrutinizedly, and shook his head and refused: "I want to help you, but my family has opened too many back doors for you, and others see it. If you ask you to see the suspect alone, I am afraid that my father will receive more complaints tomorrow."

In fact, Luo Feng also understood that his request was a bit difficult. After hearing Cui Jun's answer, he nodded, without forcing it, but he was more or less disappointed between his eyebrows.

"You won't... have any strange entanglements with that Yan Xiu, right?" Cui Jun has always been very sensitive to Luo Feng's emotional changes.

Hearing her words, Luo Feng rolled his eyes angrily, and without saying anything, he walked straight towards Tang Qiaojue and others.

Cui Jun looked at his back, blinked, and finally followed his footsteps.

...

After returning home and taking a shower, Luo Feng looked at the time again and it was already early in the morning.

He pulled off the towel around his neck, leaned back on the bed, staring blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling.
To be continued...