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The latest news on the tablet is that Breiteng is willing to give China some care in the forum, and their appeal is to make this matter into a small matter.

The exchange team was also quite unbearable. It was not that they could not suffer this loss, but that this was the first stop of Europa. This kind of thing happened. If there is no reaction, trouble will only ensue.

However, the pit is here, and they can also understand Bruiteng's desperate maintenance of face-the empire of Sunset Xishan is fragile and sensitive, and even promised to deal with the police officer after the matter was over.

Some people feel that if this is the case for the time being-we can't get rid of Brian Teng's face, we still need to focus on the overall situation.

Fortunately, Feng Jun came back to learn about the news. Lin Meili thought that everyone might have an extra choice.

After Feng Jun understood everything, he nodded and said in a deep voice, "What do I need to do?"

"It's best to find out the culprit behind the scenes," Lin Mu Meimei Chengsheng replied, "We have some speculations about the planners. Now we hope you can find evidence so that we can arrange a counterattack."

"Just reciprocally fight back?" Feng Jun's brow furrowed, "The same sentence, I can help you kill!"

"People just made things difficult," said Lin Meili, spreading her hands, and said helplessly, "this kind of thing pays most attention to reciprocity. If we kill people, the other party will naturally kill people... Last time in Australia, I I have already told you about it."

"Equivalent?" Feng Jun laughed when he heard the words, but there was no smile in his eyes. "They are obviously going to give someone a prestige. If you take this breath and go to other Guojia, the difficulty will obviously increase. This effect... …Why are you fighting back?"

Beautiful Lin's mouth moved, and finally she asked, "Then what do you mean?"

"It's always passive to fight back after being beaten," Feng Jun's mouth sneered, "At this time, it should be overkill, right? They increase the difficulty of my security and affect my travel. ,I am very angry."

Lin Meimei couldn't refute his words, so after thinking about it, she said in a serious face, "It's better not to kill first, for example, the police officer...the other party has agreed to deal with it afterwards, let him jump for a few days."

When Feng Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes helplessly, "I originally did something, and I didn't want you to give pointers, but I really want to tell you about this matter. You are also in this industry. If people agree to deal with it, they will definitely deal with it? Don't be so naive, OK?"

Lin Mei was stunned when she heard the words, "But the face has been left to them, you mean..."

Feng Jun replied, "If we don't deal with it and there are no problems, why should people deal with it? When our people leave Britten, the heat of the matter has passed, even if we don't deal with it, we may still look back. Is it?"

"Could it be that you really believe in the'gentleman's demeanor' that the Breiteng people say? If you really talk about the gentleman's demeanor, they won't be awarded the title of a bastard. If you want to talk about a disgusting person, there are really few national honors. it."

Beauty Lin thought for a while, and finally waved her hand sullenly, "Whatever you... By the way, can you help bring a batch of electronic equipment? There needs to be some supplements, mainly because the next task is still heavy."

Feng Jun froze for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, it will be delivered within ten hours. By the way, the helicopter is not allowed to stop in the town."

Beauty Lin nodded and turned to leave. At about midnight, the related electronic equipment had been shipped.

This time, Feng Jun didn't even take Sophia and others to leave, he went to Briten alone.

After arriving in Wudu, he first contacted a Gaul according to the channel Lin Meili confessed. The man opened a barber shop, and he didn’t know how Lin Meili developed this person into his own.

It was a middle-aged woman in her early fifties. When she received Feng Jun, she seemed a little careless and her eyes were extremely muddy, as if she had lost all her energy.

Feng Jun didn't tell her more, used two oversized suitcases, put the shipped equipment into the house, turned around and left.

About half an hour later, there was a call to Honghe Temple, stating that someone anonymously donated a batch of electronic equipment...

Feng Jun was not interested in these operations. He came here at 7pm local time. If he wanted to deal with the police officer, he would have to wait until midnight at least.

When it was eight o'clock, he found the position of the police officer. The guy was drinking in a tavern. What's so good was that he was bragging to everyone about how he dealt with those "hateful Chinese guys."

You are begging to die, and I don't mind sending you a ride, Feng Junyang raised his brows, and planned to wait for this guy to leave.

However, to his surprise, the people in the pub were not interested in his topic. Soon, someone turned the topic away with a louder voice and said it was about a first-class football team.

It turns out that this pub is a place where fans gather, and it is one of the base camps of this first-class team.

Feng Jun took the form of a North African, sitting on the side of the road drinking beer. When someone saw him from a distance, they walked around from across the road.

At about eleven o'clock, a drunk staggered over and wanted to grab Feng Jun’s drink. He knocked him to the ground with a punch. He lay on the ground for two minutes, got up and walked away. It made many fans who heard it whistle.

This is a common scene in the foggy night.

The police officer finally left at half past ten. Feng Jun didn’t follow him. It’s just that his consciousness was locked. He waited until twelve o’clock before he drew off the beer in his hand, and staggered and disappeared into the fog of the night. .

Through a night of eavesdropping, he has roughly known the situation of the close friend. He is indeed a white supremacist. In daily life, he does not hide this. He has even been complained more than once that he is racist. Speech.

Every time he gets a complaint, he will apologize very simply, but after a while, he will come back again. Over time, others will become accustomed to it. Except for those who contacted him for the first time, others don’t bother to complain again-it's useless. Knife meat.

This life has one son and one daughter, but now he has divorced and the child was awarded to the wife.

He lives in an apartment building, and Feng Jun opens the window from the inside with divine intent and walks in directly through the window.

Originally, he wanted to search for souls, but after entering the room, he hesitated and decided long ago that he would no longer use soul search easily. Why now...the more he uses it, the more frequently?

Why don't you take this guy to find Ma Sanniang? He feels that he really can't let himself go at will. In this plane, no one can restrain him, but the more he does this, the more he must learn to control himself.

Anyway, Ma Sanniang helped him search his soul more than once, and it would be no harm to trouble him again.

However, just when he was about to put people into the spirit beast bag, he suddenly reacted: I can deduct it.

Before he searched for the soul of those communication experts, he mainly wanted to obtain the relevant professional knowledge of the other party, which could not be obtained by deduction, only by searching for the soul.

But now... if you just want to know what the other party is doing, there is really no need to search for souls.

Especially what this person did to Huaxia should be something that happened recently, and he didn't need to look into things too long ago.

Realizing this, Feng Jun smiled silently, then shook his head: It is still the convenience of soul searching, and he is used to his own problems.

Now that he realized that it was wrong, he would certainly solve the problem through deduction.

But according to conscience, using deduction is really more troublesome than searching for souls. Feng Jun spent five full hours, changing several places, restoring the original scenes, and drawing a conclusion.

What he didn't expect was that the person instructing the police officer to do this was his superior-this person had some small handles in the superior's hands, and the superior was willing to pay 500 pounds, so he took the job.

That's right, with only a mere five hundred pounds, he created such a big thing. It can be seen that in this guy's heart, he is really hostile to China.

What makes Feng Jun feel dumbfounded is that among the related persons responsible for communicating with the Huaxia Exchange Group, there is the main messenger in UU Reading www.uukanshu.com.

Perhaps the person who made the promise of "definitely deal with it afterwards" was this guy. Thinking of this possibility, Feng Jun became more and more contemptuous of the Britons: they really deserved to be a stirrer, who was so mixed up in his own country.

Then Feng Jun came to the superior's residence. This person was with his family. He lived in a small single-family villa. The owner who could live in such a house in the fog would definitely not be too poor.

This family is also a couple and two children, but the children are both older and each has a room. The superior also sleeps in a separate room from his wife, which does not affect Feng Jun's operation.

The security of this villa area is good, and there are many surveillances. Feng Jun spent some small means before entering this person's home.

In fact, this little trick is also very simple. It's nothing more than walking toward the surveillance, turning to a corner that the surveillance can't monitor, then coming out generously, and then returning through the footprints after leaving.

The deduction for this person is a bit simpler than that for the police officer. This person is already interested in Maiguo, has contact with Maiguo's intelligence agencies, and has received some funds.

In response to that sentence, when the people of Mai Guo spied on the intelligence of the allies, they would never be soft.

What makes Feng Jun even more interesting is that although this guy is quite cautious, he didn't leave any clues on his mobile phone or computer, but...he actually has the habit of keeping a diary!

His diary is locked in a safe, but for Feng Jun, who knows how to deduct, it is not much different from lying on the table.

He took out the diary and took pictures continuously with clicks and clicks. After the shooting, he looked at the sky in the distance. The whiteness of the fish was exposed. He shook his head helplessly, and then disappeared quietly...

Using deduction methods is not as easy as searching for souls.

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