Leng Feng didn't expect that He Jian's death was an internal strife? He Jian sounds like a Chinese name, not a Ribian name, could it be a murder to silence him?

Leng Feng felt that the possibility of killing someone to silence him was very high, but Leng Feng still didn't quite understand why this map introduced He Jian so simply. It was just four words, double spy, should it be so simple, and you're confused? Could it be that this map still needs to recharge VIP to give a more detailed introduction? Then you have to tell me the recharge method!

God, what's going on? Leng Feng was slightly collapsed.

Just watching the gray skeleton on the map move little by little, moving? Are the living dead people? They should be moved or moved! (The nonsense is definitely not moved by yourself)

Do you want to check the body? Leng Feng had this idea, but he gave up the idea. He was not a forensic doctor, so why did he go there? Even if someone is following him and doesn’t cause trouble for himself? He was targeted before the mission started, so he would do nothing.

Close the map, Leng Feng felt more and more troublesome. He originally thought that as long as he found someone related to the drawings, everything would be solved and completed the task in minutes, but now it seems that everything is not as simple as he imagined.

I don’t know what happened to Geng Liang. Yesterday I heard the news from Geng Liang’s brain waves that Zhuanzi and Ren Dong had arrived in Wuchang and went to the army to wait for me first, but where did Ma Xiao go? I haven’t told Geng Liang about Li Yuanyuan yet. I wonder if Geng Liang had been discovered by Li Yuanyuan long ago. So what should Ren He do? I’m still in Jinling. The military doctor should not be so good at training. I guess he won’t be able to come out for a while.

At this time, Leng Feng thought a lot about various things.

"Bangbangbang" knocked on the door, Leng Feng: "Come in"

Kang Huan? That Inspector? What did he come here? Yes, the person who came was a small team leader who was Leng Feng when he was an inspector in Peking in the early days. Last time he heard the patrolman say that his subordinates were already Inspector Kang. The entire police station, only his surname was Kang.

"Oh? Kang Huan? Are you here? Is there something wrong?" Leng Feng closed the files on the table.

Kang Huan glanced at Leng Feng's hand and said, "A male corpse was found in the moat when the deputy director was stationed."

Leng Feng's heart was thrilled when he heard this, but he felt that it wasn't. Even if the corpse was thrown into the river immediately, it would take a day to float up when it was broken, so this was not He Jian who died just now.

"Oh, you just took someone to the police, why are you looking for me?" Leng Feng didn't raise his head.

Kang Huan: "But, this male corpse is a foreigner."

Leng Feng raised his head: "Foreigner? You knew it was a foreigner before you even appeared?" Can you take a snack when you fool things?!

Kang Huan: "The person who reported the case and the patrol officer said that the deceased had blue eyes."

Leng Feng thought to himself that those who have contact lenses are also blue eyes! But there should be no contact lenses at this time, so there must be no nonsense.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Kang Huan: "We have to call the consulate in Dongjiaomin Lane and ask them to come and recognize people. Generally, this job is the bureau chief. I just went out and told you to report any matters."

Leng Feng was speechless and said, "What is the phone number in Dongjiaomin Lane?"

Kang Huan: "Number?!Um"

It’s over, is there no phone number in Dongjiaomin Lane? Tsk, Leng Feng really wants to slap himself. When will his careless problem be changed?

Even if there is a phone number in my house, I can't use it myself, let alone no phone number. In desperation, Leng Feng had to grab the hat and the clothes on the clothes hanger and said, "Let's go, go and have a look at it."

Kang Huan took Leng Feng downstairs, and a row of policemen and patrol officers were waiting to be in place. Leng Feng looked at it and found that these policemen were wearing leggings (the dirty ones looked almost black), wearing cloth shoes, and carrying an old-fashioned rifle that seemed to be broken up after falling. Because it was approaching winter, they were wearing winter clothes, and the wrinkled ones looked very filed. They had a slanted bullet belt on their bodies, which was very ugly.

"Standing at attention!" Someone shouted, and the row of policemen stood up straight, clearly hearing the clattering sound of the rifle due to the sudden vibration. Leng Feng muttered, "Is it really going to fall apart?"

"Start!" Leng Feng got into the co-pilot of a large truck, and Kang Huan took everyone to the truck. It was indeed rare to use trucks when he appeared on the scene. Maybe the people on the bus were a little high, or maybe the people who died were a little high.

However, just as Leng Feng was taking the bus to the scene, the door of Leng Feng’s office opened quietly! A figure flashed in, closed the door without a sound, and headed straight for the desk.

When I arrived in front of the table, I was surprised to find that there was nothing on the table! The person who came was surprised to find that this might be a trap, so he immediately took out a dagger on his back, looked around with vigilantly, then moved to the door, and gently opened the door with his left hand. I expected that a large number of police officers would rush in without happening. It seemed that no one found himself, and there seemed to be no trap? Nothing!

On the table? Information. When Kang Huan turned around, Leng Feng had an idea and threw the information into his warehouse tent. Before leaving Zhuoni, Leng Feng quietly left a box of Mauser rifles and a thousand bullets in Leduo's room, and stated that it was for the Red Army. He believed that Leduo would do it.

Therefore, there is a place in Leng Feng's small warehouse, so it's more than enough to put these information. Just kidding! These information were locked in the archives safe. If you want to open it, the director must open it with a password. How could Leng Feng just spread it on the table with such a top-secret information? It's normal, and of course, for the visitor, it's a deep water bomb!

By the moat, there have been a lot of people watching the fun. This scene looks very familiar. Chinese people have always liked to watch the fun. They always keep digging their hardships for others, constantly tearing open other people's wounds to satisfy their gossip desires. Finally, they lamented the misery of the person involved, and then used this matter as a topic of conversation after dinner with relatives and friends.

Leng Feng suddenly remembered that he had read a comic book, but it was not the nonsensical one. There was a passage in it: "I never empathize with it, even if I am the closest person, human nature is like this. I have no shame to admit it bravely."

Therefore, even the stormy news will only disappear from people's sight after staying on the Internet for a short period of time and be forgotten by people, like a meteor, without any trace.

As the truck drove in, the crowd seemed reluctant to give up a gap and let Leng Feng take people in. This spectacular scene of being watched made Leng Feng feel that not only was a person dead, but an alien dead!

Seeing Leng Feng over, the patrolman who was responsible for driving the crowd ran over very terrifyingly: "The bureau seat, the body is right in front."

The white cloth was lifted up, and the crowd three or four meters away made a "um" sound. The look of suddenly retreating like a tide and suddenly approaching forward made Leng Feng disgusted and ignored the crowd watching the fun. The body, um, it was indeed a foreigner. Leng Feng looked carefully. His nose bridge was narrow, his jaw was protruding, his beard was not obvious, but his eyes were not blue, but it was not simply black. It can be concluded that he was a foreigner.

"Carry it away!" Leng Feng didn't say the place because he didn't know whether to carry it to the police station or where.

Kang Huan immediately directed: "Please go away"

Patrolman: "Inspector, where can I carry it?"

Kang Huan rolled his eyes: "Of course it is a legal hospital in the concession! Can foreigners put them on the police station?"

Kang Huan made up his mind to throw this hot potato to Leng Feng, and Leng Feng had no choice but to go to Dongjiaomin Lane.

The hospital in the public concession, and forensic doctors include Chinese and foreigners, so when they notify foreign consulates, someone naturally asked Leng Feng to coordinate.

As the head of the law hospital, a bearded man in a suit said to Leng Feng: "Inspector, we met the Inspector again."

Leng Feng really wants to cry! There are acquaintances everywhere! Can you still play happily?

"Inspector, I think we have to inform the German Consulate that this poor man is German." In the eyes of Asians, who basically look the same, people in each region are very different, so they can easily know that this person is from that place, or even from the eastern, central or western countries.

"German?" The first task he was to deal with Japanese stupid people, but he ignored it. The Mauser drawings were originally provided by Germany, and as soon as he arrived in Peking, two people were killed, one of them was a German. If there was no contact, who would believe it!
Chapter completed!