Talented Genius

As soon as the plane arrived in the deep city, a large number of plain clothes surrounded the flight.

All the people in the cabin were taken away by the police for questioning, and Ye Tianlong and the others were not spared, because the Chinese-clothed youth was dead.

Although the paper arrow that hit his neck didn't pierce his life, the potassium cyanide on it killed the Chinese-clothed youth. This was a planned murder.

And the case happened on a flight, how could the police be better off facing the enemy? Maybe it was a terrorist attack.

Because Ye Tianlong had a dispute with the Huayi Youth, he was paid more attention by the police, and he was almost handcuffed on the spot.

Ye Tianlong was very depressed, but knew that the police procedures were correct, so he obediently cooperated with them to investigate the police station.

This toss is one night.

The cabin monitoring was inexplicably broken, no fingerprints were taken on the paper arrows, and no one saw the paper arrows shoot out...

Therefore, the police can only interrogate one by one, investigating the background and social relations one by one, and Ye Tianlong was even questioned about his eighteenth-generation ancestors.

Ye Tianlong and a group of passengers were not released until dawn.

These are passengers sitting in front or parallel positions, and it is impossible to attack the neck of the Chinese-clothed youth from behind.

Moreover, there is no intersection between these people and the deceased, regardless of their daily contacts or social relations are parallel lines, so the police temporarily released these people.

But they still told Ye Tianlong to come back for investigation at any time.

Ye Tianlong stretched his waist and led Zhen and the others out from one side of the police station. As soon as he reached the door, a group of aggressive men and women appeared on the other side.

The two sides looked at each other instinctively, and there was a little more guard in their eyes, but there was no spark or provocation, and the situation of the well water did not violate the river.

But Ye Tianlong became more interested, and looked at these people more, because he recognized that the leader was the man in gray who was sitting diagonally across from the flight.

The man with a chrysanthemum smile.

The gray-clothed man looks in his fifties, his face is white without beard, his eyes are big and his nose is round, his belly is like a wine sac and rice bag.

However, it happened that this person was filled with a daunting aura,

When Ye Tianlong looked at the leader, the other party also glanced at Ye Tianlong, his brows wrinkled lightly, with a look that surprised Ye Tianlong.

The gray-clothed man seemed to know Ye Tianlong, but he met him here by accident. Then, the former's eyes became calm again and he continued to move forward...

Ye Tianlong was a little puzzled, but did not communicate, and then the two sides moved forward in silence, one team on one side, not fighting, not touching.

"Ouch!"

At this moment, the woman in front of her carrying her child into the police station suddenly groaned, fell to the ground on one knee, and the child was thrown out.

Four or five-year-old children happened to hit the crowd of gray-clothed men, and several Chinese-clothed men and women bent over to hug the child on the ground out of kind instinct.

Several people helped the young mother who fell.

As soon as they bend, the body of the man in gray is exposed, lonely, like a target on the open ground.

A red dot passed through Ye Tianlong's eyes and landed on the gray-clothed man's head. Ye Tianlong struck a sharp spirit, instinctively roared:

"Be careful!"

Ye Tianlong shouted to the gray-clothed man, and at the same time, he burst and shot over, and threw down the opponent who was still standing.

Almost he had just thrown the gray-clothed man on the ground, a dull gunshot sounded, and a bullet came from the sky.

The bullet passed through the place where the gray-clothed man stood, hitting a large pile of rubble on the ground.

The dust is flying, and the gunpowder is full of smoke.

In the next second, Ye Tianlong pulled the man in gray and rolled to the side, hiding at the root of the wall on the other side. Just as he rolled, another bullet came.

"flutter!"

The bullet blasted off a pillar tile severely, and several people who ejected the fragments groaned.

When the gray-clothed man reacted, his eyes revealed killing intent and hid behind the pillar, Ye Tianlong shouted to everyone present:

"Nine o'clock direction, opposite the house."

Nearby police officers quickly drew out their guns and rushed to the opposite residential house. The gray-clothed men followed by roaring, forming a wall of people.

At the same time, Ye Tianlong discovered that the young woman had rushed into the police station building with her baby in her arms.

This is just one game.

Perhaps it was the failure of the shooting operation, or the pressure from the police who rushed to the past, the sky no longer fired, and the morning calm was restored.

Fifteen minutes later, the police informed that everything was safe, except that the murderer was nowhere to be seen. Only traces of the gun **** were left at the scene. The other party lay in ambush for at least three hours.

The crisis was resolved, the man in gray patted the dust on his clothes, then walked to Ye Tianlong and gave a thumbs up: "Ye Tianlong, thank you."

There was a touch of gratitude in his eyes, and he clearly understood that if Ye Tianlong hadn't thrown himself down, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"How do you know my name?"

Ye Tianlong heard the other person calling him, and then his body was shocked: "I don't seem to know you."

The grey-clothed man smiled cordially and said, "Xu Facai, Xu Mingmen's father, I am also a black widow and an old friend of Lan Lanxiang."

Ye Tianlong was startled, and then laughed: "It turned out to be Uncle Xu, who was rude, I'm really sorry, you know me, I don't know you."

Although Cao Qiankun said that Xu Facai was one of the four gods of wealth, Ye Tianlong did not deliberately know him, so he had never even seen Xu Facai's face.

Judging from Xu Facai's situation, he had already studied Ye Tianlong, so Ye Tianlong was a little ashamed.

"It's normal that you don't know me. After all, I am not a beautiful woman, and there is nothing to know."

Xu Facai joked with Ye Tianlong: "But I would be ungrateful if I didn't know you. After all, you saved the celebrity from the kidnappers."

Ye Tianlong smiled modestly: "Uncle praised."

Then he looked at the houses on the opposite side: "Uncle, who is going to kill you? Boldly, not only with guns, but at the door of the police station."

Xu Facai still smiled softly, as if he was not frightened at all: "Evil forces, very powerful evil forces."

"That's why I pretended not to know you."

"Actually, I recognized you on the flight, but I didn't say hello because I was worried about causing you trouble."

"I just wanted to leave peacefully and didn't meet, but I didn't expect that fate cannot be violated. These two shots are destined to talk a few words."

He stretched out his hand and shook Ye Tianlong's shoulder: "Tianlong, you are really good, I owe you my life."

"Uncle's reward, it's easy."

Ye Tianlong responded with a smile, and then quickly recalled that Zhijian, Huayi Youth, Xu Facai, and the shooting, his inspiration flashed, and he whispered:

"Uncle, the enemy wants you to die so much, and they dare to shoot at the door of the police station. It can be seen that it takes a lot of effort. If you find a gap, you will start."

He was inaudible: "If you judge this way, the paper arrows on the flight..."

"Yes, it came for me."

Xu Facai did not conceal it, and nodded honestly: "That paper arrow took my life, but it's a pity that the hapless kid blocked it."

"The opponent missed a hit and saw that I was invited over for questioning, so I set a second kill game."

"No one would have thought that they would shoot one after another, let alone kill them in this place."

He directly restored the whole thing: "It can be described as crazy, but it can also be described as deep enough."

Ye Tianlong nodded: "The murderer's psychology is first-rate."

Then the conversation changed: "Uncle, the other party is so crazy and he is sure to get it. He will definitely do it again. You are in a very dangerous situation now."

"Do you want me to send a few people to protect you?"

He didn't talk too much to ask about the origin of the murderer, nor was he curious about what Xu Facai was doing in Shencheng, only to provide pure protection.

Xu Facai showed a touch of approval, then patted Ye Tianlong on the shoulder and smiled: "Tianlong, thank you for your kindness, but I can handle it."

"Thank you for your help today. Another day I have a chance. I will let the famous door invite you to visit Huaxi."

He said goodbye to Ye Tianlong directly: "Let's have a period later."

Xu Facai didn't want Ye Tianlong to get involved. He knew who would act on him, and because he knew it, he had concerns.

The Rong family's knife is too heavy and too sharp...