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Feng Changyun spent some time to find out the situation underground.

There are a total of 19 leaders and nearly 300 thugs, all equipped with guns and scattered in various places, patrolling at all times. In addition, there are a large number of workers.

This is only the number of people involved in the production and production of D products, and does not include the people who connect with other places and those responsible for transportation, sales, supply of raw materials, etc.

Moreover, the drug lord hidden behind this factory is not in Myanmar at all, and no one knows where he has gone.

There is still no clue as to whether the drug lord behind the scenes is the drug lord himself.

After all, people with a high social status know how to hide and protect themselves and their families.

Feng Changyun quietly knocked out and kidnapped the biggest drug lord here, and took away his communication equipment and weapons.

He used a doll to create a person who looked exactly like him to lie on the bed instead of him, and also set up a magic array to be sure.

After taking the man back to the hotel, Feng Changyun pierced his brain with a burst of spiritual power before he woke up.

The man's face suddenly turned pale, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He held his head in his hands and let out painful sobs, but he couldn't wake up.

Soon, Feng Changyun took back her hand and looked at the people sitting in the room: "This person's name is Ge Danwei. He is responsible for all matters related to the production of D products in the main factory. The person who is in contact with him is an old acquaintance of his named Guo Dandong.”

Feng Changyun hesitated for a moment: "It sounds like this. He should be responsible for transportation and contacting sales channels."

Wu Tai, the commander-in-chief in charge of this D product transnational case, frowned: "These are very common names in Myanmar." There is no way to find people by their names.

Feng Changyun waved her hand, and a picture of a man with fierce eyes appeared in mid-air. The criminal police officer responsible for recording next to him quickly took a photo of the picture.

Feng Changyun continued: "Ge Danwei will give most of the finished D products to Guo Dandong every time, and he will find a few small bosses to sell the rest in batches and channels to earn profits."

"These are all what I saw when searching for souls. They also said a lot of things, but I couldn't understand what they said."

Wu Tai thought for a while: "Comrade Feng, can you repeat what they said? This is very important to us."

Feng Changyun:......

She looked at the few people in the room who were looking at her expectantly, and she felt a little helpless: "That tone is so weird, I can't imitate it."

"It's okay, just try your best to imitate."

Feng Changyun:......

Feng Changyun took a deep breath and tried to imitate.

It's hard to say that she has language talent. She imitated a sentence for a long time, but every time she started to learn it, she couldn't finish it and forgot what to say next. Finally, Wu Tai gave up in despair.

Feng Changyun had no choice but to lower her voice and said to Wu Tai, "How about I teach you how to search for souls, so that you can understand what they are saying."

Wu Tai shook his head helplessly: "My cultivation talent is too poor, so I'll send a few people here who can speak Burmese, and you can teach them how to search for souls."

Feng Changyun breathed a long sigh of relief and nodded quickly, fearing that if she was too late, Wu Tai would make her learn to speak again.

Ge Danwei spoke more than one language to people, so Wu Tai quickly hired a few people from China who were proficient in multiple languages ​​and had some talent for cultivation to act as translators.

Not only Feng Changyun's side, but Shen Tinghan and Beiming Immortal Lord's side also need it.

Soon Wu Tai dismissed the other people in the room, leaving Feng Changyun alone in the room.

He made a military salute to Feng Changyun with a serious expression, and said solemnly: "Comrade Feng, we have several comrades lurking among those people, codenamed Painter, Dawn, Night, and Shell. Can I trouble you to make another trip?" Bring people back?"

If you lurk among such a group of people, what you see every day when you open your eyes are dangerous people with their heads stuck in their waistbands.

Needless to say, Feng Changyun knew how dangerous this was.

No country would send its own people there unless it was absolutely necessary. In a place like this, a single oversight would not be as simple as losing one's life.

Maybe the whole family will be retaliated together.

Feng Changyun nodded: "What do they look like?"

Wu Tai pulled out an old photo from a book and handed it to Feng Changyun: "The information on these comrades is highly confidential. I only know a little information about Beike, but I don't know the rest."

When he handed the photo to Feng Changyun, he sideways blocked the direction of the door to prevent anyone from entering.

Feng Changyun glanced at it, remembered the man's appearance, and returned the photo to him: "If I find the shell, will he lead me to find the others?"

Wu Tai took out a lighter and burned the photo. This photo was specially prepared before coming here. It has been kept close to him in a book and has never been shown to anyone except Feng Changyun.

"He may not know other people's information, and he may not even trust you. Remember to tell him first when you contact him."

"It will rain heavily later, and the clothes will not dry anymore. Then he will come back to you. If it doesn't go east or west, you can just buy more. It doesn't cost any money."

Feng Changyun nodded, and after keeping these words in mind, her figure disappeared into the room like smoke.

She quickly touched it again, and according to the picture, she quickly spotted a man with fierce eyes among the people patrolling around.

She covered the man's mouth and quietly took him to a deserted tree, setting up a magic circle to prevent him from being discovered.

The moment she let go of the shell, a gun was pressed against her forehead.

Looking up and meeting the man's sinister eyes, Feng Changyun blinked. She was worthy of being an undercover agent and was really decisive in her actions.

"It's going to rain heavily later, and the clothes won't be able to dry."

The man was stunned, frowned, and looked at her carefully.

After a while, he put away the gun and lowered his voice and said the second half of the sentence: "If it doesn't work, just buy more. It doesn't cost any money."

After he finished speaking, he asked: "Who are you? How did you get here?"

This person's eyes are too clean. Why would the higher ups send such a person here? Doesn't this mean she's going to die?

Beike's heart felt a little heavy, and he was already thinking about how to send the person out.

Feng Changyun removed the phantom formation on her body: "I am Feng Changyun, do you know me?"

The man was stunned for a moment, the gloom in his eyes dissipated a little, turned into complicated, and nodded slightly.

Although he doesn't look at it often, he can get his phone occasionally when he goes out for a walk.

It's just that their mobile phones are monitored throughout the entire process, and it's useless to hold them and cannot transmit any information.

But her live broadcast is so popular, look at the live broadcast and no one will say anything.

And almost everyone has watched her live broadcast, so it doesn't attract anyone's attention.

However, there were too few opportunities to watch the live broadcast, and he lived in fear every day, so he had little chance to practice.

Feng Changyun asked: "People are coming from above to take you out. Can you tell me who the painter is, Dawn and Night?"

Beike pursed her lips and kept her voice low: "If you talk like this, you will attract other people."

"It's okay, I set up a formation so they can't hear us or see us."

Beike was stunned. He rarely had the opportunity to watch live broadcasts, so he didn't know what Feng Changyun's specific methods were.

"I don't know either. I have been in touch with Li Ming occasionally, but have never met. As for the other two, I didn't even know they existed before this."

Feng Changyun understood: "I will protect you, please help me contact Li Ming."

Beike pursed her lips, hesitated, and asked, "Why are you suddenly calling us all back?"

Feng Changyun: "The superiors have decided to eradicate this place completely. We need your information. Also, I hope you can go home safely."

Beike was silent for a while, his eyes were a little sore, and he nodded slightly, with no sign of happiness or any other emotion on his face.

The two of them returned to the yard hiding themselves.

Beike was very vigilant and carefully guarded his surroundings. Once Feng Changyun was discovered, he even suspected that he would immediately pull out his gun and shoot someone in the head.

When he found that he passed in front of those people and they had no reaction, Beike's tense nerves barely relaxed.

Beike led Feng Changyun from the small door into the dimly lit passage, stopped in a dark blind corner, and squatted down.

Feng Changyun asked him: "Is this how you communicate every time?"

Beike was about to stand up, but he didn't know what he touched with his hand. He stood up with slight hesitation and looked at Feng Changyun, his eyes a little panicked: "He, he was exposed..."

Feng Changyun hesitated.

"Please save him... He can leave here soon. The sky is about to break. He cannot die before dawn."

He was obviously a hero who sacrificed himself and walked in the darkness, but he begged Feng Changyun in a very humble manner.

Feng Changyun quickly stabilized him and nodded solemnly to him.

In Godanwei's memory, she did see Godanwei taking someone away.

Before, I thought it was one of their own, so I didn't worry about it. Now it seems that it is clearly a drug police officer hiding here.

"I know where he is, don't worry."

After he finished speaking, he flashed away with the shell, and the two of them instantly appeared in a closed room.

The door of the house was locked, and there were two people standing outside the door. From time to time, people would come here to inspect.

A man fell to the ground unconscious, covered in injuries and blood, which was shocking at first glance.

His breathing was weak, with more air coming out and less air coming in. He was already on the verge of death.

Feng Changyun hurriedly stepped forward and fed him a pill to protect his heart. She took something and transformed into a man and fell to the ground. Then she left with Shell and Li Ming.

Just as she was about to take them back, Shell held her down.

Feng Changyun was puzzled. Beike lowered his eyes, and his black eyes were covered with a shadow: "If you can't go back, please take us to find another place to live first."

"Why?"

He pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "The group of people above... I don't believe it."