Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Obviously he was having a childish temper, Han Feng sighed: "What do I have to do so that you can see it?"

Wang Xingyi turned around and glared at Han Feng, who was still refusing to understand, and said anxiously, "If I care, then why don't you keep asking me about it!"

Han Feng was surprised and asked, "That's it?"

"if not?"

He never asked Han Feng to do anything, just to always put him first.

Han Feng nodded.

He thought of Xingyi's personality, which had hardly changed since he was a child, and this result was reasonable.

"Xingyi, what did you talk to your boss on the phone? Why did you suddenly quit your job? Didn't you tell me that your boss and colleagues are all very nice, and that you would stay here to work before we officially leave for the United States?"

"When I was rescuing someone yesterday, Takahashi Yuichiro, who was chasing him, saw me."

"What?" Han Feng was shocked. "You said that the leading gang member saw you saving people?"

"We only looked at each other for a moment. I'm not sure if he still remembers me, but just in case, I'd better leave the convenience store and not cause trouble for the boss and others."

He had explained everything clearly to his boss on the phone.

If Takahashi Yuichiro really remembered him and came to the convenience store to look for him, the boss would say that he was just a temporary worker from abroad who suddenly sent a message to resign in the middle of the night. As for where he went after that, no one knew.

Worried about Xingyi's safety, Han Feng operated his mobile phone.

After a moment, he returned the phone to him and said softly, "Book the tickets. We'll take the nearest flight to Los Angeles."

"Los Angeles..." Wang Xingyi was surprised, "Have you chosen a school?"

Han Feng nodded: "There are also schools you can go to."

"But." Wang Xingyi lowered his head and looked at Han Feng's legs worriedly, "Before booking the ticket, I still need to consult a doctor."

If the doctor says no, we can't go to Los Angeles now.

After breakfast, Wang Xingyi left the disabled Han Feng in the hotel and returned to the hospital alone.

The doctor saw him and smiled, "The fireworks display last night was really lively."

Wang Xingyi was stunned: "Doctor, were you here yesterday?"

The doctor nodded.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Wang Xingyi found the right time to get to the point.

The doctor read the report in silence for a long time. Wang Xingyi held his breath. Suddenly, the doctor said, "Congratulations, it's OK now."

"Great!"

After completing all the formalities, Wang Xingyi went downstairs and specifically chose the stairs with full signal.

He first booked a flight to Los Angeles, and then sent a message to Han Feng to tell him the good news.

Pushing open the hospital door, I heard a loud noise coming from a familiar direction.

Wang Xingyi looked carefully and saw that the door of the convenience store was open and the sound came from inside!

Thinking of Yuichiro Takahashi, a bad premonition suddenly came to my mind.

He looked at the passers-by who heard the quarrel and would look towards the source of the sound. But after one look, they would not only not stop to look again, but would even speed up their pace to leave the scene.

I don't even dare to watch the excitement. There must be people inside who ordinary people can recognize at a glance and dare not provoke them no matter what.

Wang Xingyi followed his heart and approached the convenience store step by step.

Suddenly, someone behind him grabbed his arm and dragged him into the alley where the hospital dumped its garbage.

"It's you?"

The man took off his hat and mask, revealing his bruised and swollen face, and nodded: "It's me."

Wang Xingyi looked at him warily and asked, "Have you been here all the time?"

"Second brother... no, Takahashi Yuichiro framed me for killing Brother Matsumoto and wanted to get the brothers of the Fujiwara group to kill me for revenge. No one in the group is willing to believe my innocence. I have nowhere to go, and I'm afraid they will show up at any time, so I can only follow them secretly to seek peace of mind."

Will you feel at ease tracking the people who are hunting you?

The reason was strange, but Wang Xingyi didn't want to know too much about the internal affairs of the Fujiwara Group.

He raised his hand to interrupt the man who was talking like he was complaining, and asked, "Why are you pulling me?"

Putting on his hat and mask again, the man glanced outside the alley and asked, "Were you planning to go to the convenience store just now?"

"I just want to confirm whether Takahashi is the mastermind behind the trouble."

He wasn't stupid enough to rush in and walk into the trap.

The man said, "It's confirmed. What do you want to do? Call the police?"

"I have no other options. No, I should say that except for you gangsters, the first reaction of ordinary people when encountering similar things is to call the police."

"I have."

"You?" Wang Xingyi looked at him doubtfully, "Do you dare to call the police?"

Would a person walking a tightrope on a cliff voluntarily expose his whereabouts in order to help a convenience store?

"I used a pay phone."

As if afraid that Wang Xingyi wouldn't believe him, the man turned around and pointed to the public telephone booth on the other side of the hospital gate and said.

"I was wearing a hat and a mask, so even if the police checked the surveillance camera, they wouldn't be able to confirm my identity."

Without seeing with his own eyes that his boss and colleagues were out of danger, Wang Xingyi really couldn't convince himself to turn around and leave.

Waiting for the police.

As soon as the police arrived, he would go back to the hotel and take Han Feng away.

Ten minutes later, the sound of sirens came closer and closer.

Wang Xingyi's heart finally settled down when he saw four policemen armed with batons walk into the convenience store, persuade the gang members who were causing trouble to leave, and restore peace to the convenience store.

He took two steps back, and before walking around the man and leaving, he glanced at him without saying anything.

"Wait." The man called him. "My name is Ikeda Shohei."

Wang Xingyi was silent for a second, then said bluntly: "I'm not going to tell you my name."

"It's okay." Ikeda Shohei said sincerely, "You saved my life, and I'll remember it in my heart. If one day you need my help, come to Ohara, a small town in the north of Kyoto, and find me. No matter what it is, I'll do my best to help you!"

With such a strong gangster vibe, it's no wonder he became a member of the Fujiwara group.

Before leaving, Wang Xingyi said "hmm" perfunctorily.

At that time, he was determined to go to the United States with Han Feng and never thought of this.

One day ten years later, he, who has become an agent of the Federal Bureau, will really come to Ohara, Kyoto from Los Angeles and find Shohei Ikeda, who has returned to the fields and become a farmer. He will ask him to have plastic surgery to become another person, infiltrate the Fujiwara Group again, and collect intelligence for him.

However, the person Ikeda had to deal with at that time was no longer the old team leader Fujiwara Itsuo, but his most beloved youngest daughter, "Plum Blossom Master" Fujiwara Sarana.

——Tokyo Narita International Airport——

Wang Xingyi looked at the big screen that was about to remind passengers to board the plane and held Han Feng's hand.

"Brother Han, this time, we are really going to live in the United States as agreed. Are you really ready to go to Los Angeles with me and build a home just for us?"

Han Feng's nose felt sore and he laughed, "Why are you still asking me such a question now?"

Does Xingyi really not know how much he wants it?

"I want to hear it from you before you board the plane."

Han Feng looked at him tenderly: "I am ready, and I am determined."