Rebirth of the Rising Sun

The person in charge of the confinement room almost fell down when he heard this. This guy is too arrogant. He is not satisfied with the decision of the bureau and wants to discuss it. Yes, his father is the head of the Z Law Committee. With this confidence, he is naturally more aggressive.

"Well... Comrade Zu Guang, calm down first. Everything can be discussed and it's easy to talk about." Su Chen saw Zu Guang harden up, and his attitude softened a little. Then he turned around and said to the comrade in charge of the confinement room who was following him, "You go and do your work first. I want to have a good talk with Comrade Zu Guang."

The responsible comrade quickly agreed. In his opinion, Su Chen should represent the bureau's willingness to give in. This was a matter that would hurt the bureau's reputation, so it was right not to let him watch. After all, it was right not to let more people know about such a shameful thing.

After there were no outsiders in the room, Su Chen finally asked, "Captain Zu, do you have anything to say?"

Zu Guang finally had the chance to speak at this time. He said in an anxious tone, "Director Su, I just found Zhang Yaoyang's phone number in the chaos..."

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When the Kyoto Public Security Bureau was in chaos, Feng Sizhe had already left with Ren Yingying.

Feng Sizhe left early in the morning. After Lei Hui, deputy director of the Anti-H and Anti-Illegal Office of the Ministry of Public Security, arrived at the Jingdu Public Security Bureau and Zu Guang took over the case, he and Ren Yingying were the first batch of people to be released. Su Chen arranged an empty car to send them away from the back door of the bureau. He was afraid that they would be seen by others and cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

As soon as the two of them left the Public Security Bureau, driven by Feng Sizhe himself, Ren Yingying said, "Sizhe, I feel like something is not right. This is just too coincidental. Moreover, they arrested us and didn't ask us anything, not even our names, and then released us. Isn't this too unreasonable?"

Seeing that Ren Yingying finally sensed something was wrong, Feng Sizhe chuckled and scratched her nose with his hand, saying, "Okay, you are a reporter as expected. You are very alert."

"Okay, it's only after being locked up for a whole night that I thought of these things. I can't compare to you. You must have done a lot of work, otherwise, where did this car come from?" Ren Yingying is obviously not a child. Although she has less experience in dealing with such things, she can still figure out many things if given enough time.

Feng Sizhe laughed at Ren Yingying's words, but his heart was unusually calm at this time. He had already felt that something was wrong. He thought about it for a long time last night. This must be a trap set by someone deliberately. Otherwise, if it was a normal action, they should have tried him as soon as they were caught, but these people did not do so. On the contrary, they sent someone to watch him. Young Master Feng would not think that the two policemen led by Zu Guang just happened to pass by.

Although he talked with Su Chen for a while, he still didn't know who did it. Fortunately, he got out safely this morning, and he was confident that no one would notice that he was caught except those who were plotting. This was a blessing in disguise.

But as soon as he thought of this question, Feng Sizhe suddenly recalled that there seemed to be reporters present during the police operation last night, and someone seemed to have recorded him. As soon as he thought of this question, he suddenly became alert.

Feng Sizhe braked and stopped the car, his face looked horrible. He blamed himself, saying that he should have seen that something was wrong at the time. If someone really recorded him at the time, it would be obvious how much of a negative impact it would have caused.

"Sizhe, what happened?" Seeing Feng Sizhe suddenly stop the car aside, Ren Yingying was also shocked. Although it was already morning, there were still many cars on the streets of Kyoto. If the sudden braking just now was not handled properly, it would cause a traffic accident.

"How do you drive?"

"Can you drive? Is this your road? You can stop just like that."

"You are asking for your life. I let you drive this car. It's really speechless."

Several cars parked behind Feng Sizhe's car were caught off guard and almost collided with the car in front. Fortunately, everyone reacted quickly. However, even though they avoided the accident, everyone still opened the windows and cursed out loud to vent their dissatisfaction.

Feng Sizhe seemed not to have heard what these people said. He just sat there without saying a word, let alone talking back, allowing these people to comment on him.

Ren Yingying looked at Feng Sizhe who seemed to be lost in some deep thought, so she could only shake her head, then opened the car door, exchanged seats with Master Feng, and then she drove towards the car in front. Not to mention that reporter Ren's driving skills were pretty good.

Feng Sizhe didn't know when he moved to the co-pilot seat. He kept thinking about what happened last night and whether he was being recorded. If that was true and everything was broadcast, what kind of adverse effects would it have.

As the youngest ministerial-level cadre in the country, Feng Sizhe's growth history can be written into a book. But everyone only sees the halo on him. Have they ever thought about the various efforts he has made for this achievement? Perhaps in everyone's eyes, all they can see are the youngest senior cadre in the country, a grandfather with great influence in the military, and a mother who is the richest person in the world. Are these additional conditions that make people extremely envious? Everyone has jealousy. Some people are envious, and some people will indeed change, from envy to jealousy, and then to hatred.

There are always some people in the world who attribute their failures in life to bad luck and their other successes to luck. The happiest thing in the life of such people is often built on the suffering of others. For example, when others are unlucky, they will be happy and excited. In reality, such people are not a minority.

Feng Sizhe believed that if he really had something, there would be more people who would be happy. Because if he succeeded, the biggest beneficiaries would be his family and friends, but after all, a person's energy was limited, and even the number of people he knew was limited. If he was unlucky, more people would have new opportunities, and these people would become the beneficiaries of his misfortune. Although the possibility of these people filling his position was very low, it was still a chance after all.

Especially Feng Sizhe's work style has offended more than one family. He can imagine that if he is caught by these people, will they give up easily? The answer is yes, they will definitely take the opportunity to add insult to injury.

After a while, Feng Sizhe thought a lot, including the terrible consequences of the incident. He wondered who had such a great hatred for him that he set up such a trap. This could really make him fall from a high point to a low point in an instant. Such a person could be directly called an enemy.

"Sizhe, what's going on? What did you think of?" Ren Yingying watched and noticed the changes in Feng Sizhe's expression. Seeing that he seemed to be a little more normal, she asked quickly. To be honest, Young Master Feng's appearance just now scared her.

Hearing Ren Yingying's worry, Feng Sizhe forced a smile and said, "It's okay. I'll make a few calls."

It was only at this time that Feng Sizhe remembered that he should call and ask if anything predictable had happened outside during the time he had been in there.

Feeling a little nervous and apprehensive, Feng Sizhe turned on his cell phone, but as soon as he turned it on, a call came in. It turned out to be from his secretary Yin Fenglei.

"Hello." Feng Sizhe answered the phone. It should be emphasized here that at this moment, Young Master Feng was very uneasy and nervous, because he didn't know what Yin Fenglei was going to say to him next, or it might be bad news, so he made certain preparations for this.

"Boss? Where are you? Are you okay?" The call was actually connected, and Yin Fenglei breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since he received the call from He Shasha, he had not slept and had been dialing Feng Sizhe's number. He had even changed the battery of his mobile phone twice. He was too nervous and too scared.

Feng Sizhe's incident happened right under his nose. When he couldn't wait for Feng Sizhe to come down, he had the same idea as Li Shuang and Chen Hu, thinking that the boss must have left with Miss Ren. They didn't dare to call to confirm because they were afraid of causing unhappiness. But it was not until they received a call from He Shasha in the middle of the night that they realized that the boss had an accident.

When Yin Fenglei thought that his boss might have been in trouble, he felt deeply guilty. If he could have called his boss earlier to confirm, he could at least have known some news in advance. In that case, he wouldn't have been so passive. It can be said that from last night to now, he, Li Shuang, and Chen Hu were all deeply guilty. Until now, when the computer was connected, he breathed a sigh of relief. Feng Sizhe could still answer the phone, which proved that he should be fine.

"I'm on the street. What's wrong? What could happen to me?" At this point, Feng Sizhe's heart tightened and he asked back, "Feng Lei, did something happen?"

"Not really. It's just that my wife suddenly called me in the middle of the night yesterday and said that your phone was turned off, so we became nervous." Yin Fenglei hurriedly explained.

"Yeah." Yin Fenglei's answer made Feng Sizhe feel a little relieved, but he still asked with some concern, "Well, there was nothing reported on TV, right?"