I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

The cold wind was like a knife, rolling up the powdery snow on the ground like fog.

All the feelings were extremely real.

Whether it was cold or dark.

Soon, Shen Feng's crazy and provocative voice came from the recorder.

The voice seemed to carry ice in the cold wind, stinging everyone's ears.

"Three days later, the next time will be three days later!"

"Let's see how the game will be started next time?"

"Let's wait for that moment together! Hahahaha..."

Shen Feng's voice echoed in the empty wilderness, accompanied by the whistling wind, as if it was a curse from hell.

Zhong Haiyang and others listened to these words, and the anger in their hearts was ignited.

This was the first time they saw such a rampant opponent.

Zhong Haiyang clenched his fists, and his nails dug into his palms.

"Boss, let's..." Xu Kun sighed, wanting to say something but stopping.

Zhong Haiyang closed his eyes and did not speak for a long time.

After a while, he suddenly said in a deep voice: "We still have one last clue."

"Are you talking about the parents who led the group?"

"Yes," Zhong Haiyang nodded: "If they were really led by the masked man, maybe we can get some useful clues from them."

"But, if they..."

"No ifs!" Zhong Haiyang interrupted: "This is our only clue at the moment!"

He picked up the intercom, his voice hoarse but with an unquestionable command tone: "Command center, this is Zhong Haiyang, now there is a body, confirmed to be the previously protected person Wu Jun."

...

In the distance, Shen Feng stood quietly, smiling and staring at Zhong Haiyang and the others who were only the size of beans.

His hair danced messily in the wind, and his eyes were cold and without temperature.

His body trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing some strong emotions.

Then, he stepped back half a step, one hand on his shoulder, one hand behind his back, and then gracefully bowed in that direction.

His figure looked particularly lonely against this desolate background.

"Perfect ending."

Shen Feng finished his curtain call and returned to the car he had prepared in advance.

Sitting in the driver's seat, he turned on the radio and played a piece of pure music with a soothing rhythm.

He closed his eyes, and his fingers followed the rhythm of the music, tapping the steering wheel lightly.

At this moment, he was sitting in the driver's seat, enjoying the beautiful music.

And not long ago, he was also sitting in another driver's seat, humming a moving melody.

Beside him, a man wearing glasses was stepping towards the abyss little by little.

When Shen Feng secretly changed several cars, went around a long circle, and finally returned to the Lonely Island Bar, it was already 1:30 in the afternoon.

In another half an hour, it would be the time for the Lonely Island Bar to open.

Shen Feng got out of the car leisurely, put one hand in his pocket, turned the key with the other hand, and walked towards the door of the bar.

"Hey, Mr. Shen, get ready to open the door."

"You're opening the door so early today."

"Mr. Shen, why don't you come sit with me?"

Shen Feng greeted other merchants around him in a familiar manner, with a smile on his face that made people feel like spring breeze.

Then he slowly opened the shutter door, walked into the dim bar, and turned on the lights.

The warm yellow light suddenly lit up, shining on him and lengthening his shadow.

...

There were a dozen people sitting in the task force office at this time.

The atmosphere seemed a bit depressing.

In addition to some members of the task force such as Zhong Haiyang, Xu Kun, Cai Xiaoming and Wang Qian, there were two unfamiliar faces, a man and a woman.

The man was about 27 or 28 years old, with neat short hair, playing with a Möbius strip in his hand, and his piercing eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

The woman was about 30 years old, with shoulder-length hair. She was a beauty, but her expression was cold, revealing a hint of keeping strangers away.

"Okay, everyone is here." Zhong Haiyang looked around.

"Now, let me introduce two new members, who are also sent by the superiors to help us solve the case of the masked man."

The other members of the task force looked at the two with a little scrutiny.

For no other reason, just because the two were too young.

How much experience can they have at around 30 years old?

Zhong Haiyang's eyes moved to the man first and said, "This is Zhang Yiyang, a criminal psychology expert."

Zhang Yiyang shrugged and stood up, nodding to everyone with a carefree smile: "Everyone, please give me more advice."

Zhong Haiyang looked at the woman with shoulder-length hair again: "Lu Meihua, this name, I think I don't need to introduce it."

Hearing the three words Lu Meihua, the eyes of the members of the task force lit up slightly.Indeed, few people in the police force don't know this name.

This is the detective of the police force.

Over the years, he has solved many strange cases.

Even the dismemberment case that left the entire neighboring city at a loss three years ago was solved with his participation.

Moreover, Lu Meihua is a genuine detective, not someone else's. "

Lu Meihua's achievements are all real and true, without a trace of water.

"Hello everyone." Lu Meihua's way of greeting was concise and clear, without any extra nonsense.

Then, Zhong Haiyang introduced many members of the task force to the two.

"Xu Kun, responsible for field intelligence."

Xu Kun stood up after hearing this, and in order to break the depressing atmosphere, he smiled and said, "I can't play basketball."

"Wang Qian, responsible for logistics."

"Cai Xiaoming..."

"Li Zhendong..."