Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 462 Is there a ghost?

When the criminal was brought downstairs by Wang Quanzhong, the police must have explained the cause of the incident to the surrounding residents. Therefore, many residents in the community just watched, pointed and scolded the criminal.

No one knows who the victim is? However, if such a situation occurs in the community and we don't punish them severely, wouldn't it be terrible and embarrassing if one day we were photographed?

The criminal didn't know whether he was scared out of his wits by Wang Quanzhong just now, or he felt desperate when he saw the policeman's flattering and affectionate attitude toward Wang Quanzhong. He lowered his head in resignation and followed Wang Quanzhong honestly, without any other thoughts on his mind.

Don't dare to move.

In fact, he couldn't move. The two policemen followed him closely like they were escorting a prisoner. They didn't turn around and left the place until he was sent to the cold door.

Dressed in casual clothes, Leng Binghan was sitting on the couch in the living room with a stern expression. Two tough bodyguards stood on both sides of the sofa, one on the left and one on the right, staring at him eagerly.

When Wang Quanzhong brought the criminal to Leng Binghan, he lowered his head, was frightened, and was soaked in cold sweat.

Leng Binghan didn't say a word, just stared at him coldly, as if he wanted to see through him.

Although he did not raise his head, the criminal felt the huge pressure coming towards his face. He could not help but tremble slightly all over his body and his legs were shaking.

Regardless of whether he knew Leng Binghan's background beforehand, when he got here and saw such a scene, he understood to some extent that this young and handsome man was not an ordinary person. Although it is a society ruled by law, it is really necessary to

If you offend a big shot you can't afford to offend and let him die at the third watch, King Yama will not let him wait until the fifth watch.

When he thought of this, his face instantly turned pale, without any trace of blood.

"Who asked you to come?" Leng Binghan sat on the large sofa and asked calmly. His voice was not very harsh, but it revealed an invisible pressure.

"You...don't get me wrong...I am a newspaper reporter..." the criminal replied tremblingly.

"Reporter?" Leng Binghan was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, this is my press card..." The criminal quickly took out a certificate from his pocket, wanted to take a few steps forward, and handed it to Leng Binghan, but he met Wang Quanzhong's murderous eyes.

, I was so frightened that my hands trembled and I dropped my certificate on the ground.

Wang Quanzhong leaned down to pick up the certificate, and handed it over with another look full of admonishment and warning. The criminal suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and took two steps back before he stabilized his body and wondered where on earth he found this guy.

?It makes people really panic.

"New Entertainment Weekly, reporter Ren Jian?" Leng Binghan took the ID from Wang Quanzhong, read it out loud, and couldn't help but raise his head and glance at the criminal.

The criminal wiped the sweat from his forehead, bravely smiled at Leng Binghan and said, "Yes, I am Ren Jian."

When Wang Quanzhong heard this name, he almost laughed out loud. Ren Jian is really a cheap person.

"Comrade reporter, I don't know why you came to take pictures of me?" Leng Binghan smiled and asked.

Ren Jiantan smiled, "I didn't commit any crime... I... didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, Leng Binghan glanced at him coldly.

Ren Jian suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He felt a chill rising from the end of his spine. In an instant, even his vest was soaked with cold sweat. At the same time, it seemed as if the air in the room had solidified, and he could not breathe smoothly.

When he got up, his legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground, stammering and pleading to Leng Binghan: "I'm sorry, Mr. Leng. Yes, I am, mainly because Mr. Leng was at Miss Yamaguchi Lingqi's concert.

Outstanding performance, therefore, our newspaper has done this... I really didn’t mean it, please forgive me this time..."

"Concert?" Leng Binghan had a look of surprise on his face, obviously shocked by Ren Jian's words. At the same time, he had to admire the superb skills of these paparazzi. This Yamaguchi Lingqi's concert had just

Not even a few days after the end, he actually came to the door.

"You guys are really thoughtful. How are you? Are you not hurt?" Leng Binghan asked with a smile.

An expression of viciousness and resentment flashed across Ren Jian's face, but it passed away in a flash, and he still said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, these physical sufferings are commonplace for us."

"Well, it seems that no matter which line you are in, it's not easy." Leng Binghan said with a slight smile.

"Yes, thank you for your understanding, Mr. Leng." Ren Jian sighed: "Actually, many celebrities also increase their popularity through self-promotion. Without us, how would they have gained public attention so easily?

"

Leng Binghan waved his hands and said: "I'm considerate, but I don't want you to disturb my peaceful life, so I don't want it to happen again."

"Mr. Leng, don't you want to increase your popularity? You know, there are a lot of people paying attention to you now. You should take this opportunity to increase your exposure and let the public pay attention to you. Maybe you can get the attention of film and television entertainment companies.

, thus becoming an instant hit?"

Ren Jian had a bright tongue and was full of temptations in his words, but Leng Binghan laughed loudly and waved his hands repeatedly: "Forget it, I have no interest in the entertainment industry at all. Thank you for your kindness."

Leng Binghan declined politely. Ren Jian seemed to have been prepared for it, but he was still a little disappointed when he heard this. He also said with regret: "With Mr. Leng's conditions, it would be a pity not to become a star. In fact, even if

Mr. Leng does not plan to join the entertainment industry, but he will appropriately increase his media exposure and increase his own popularity. Whatever he does in the future will have a celebrity effect, so why not?"

"Our "New Entertainment Weekly" has a large circulation and audience. As long as your report is published in our weekly, the entire capital, and even the country, may know your name..." It seems that he

At this moment, he has not given up his lobbying.

After getting over the initial panic and anxiety, Ren Jian seemed to feel that Mr. Leng was kind and easy to deal with. He was a hundred times better than those followers with simple minds and well-developed limbs. Therefore, he gradually became more courageous.

He has become louder and his mouth has become much sharper.

"Really?" Leng Binghan smiled lightly and said, "It turns out that becoming famous is not as difficult as I thought."

Ren Jian said flatteringly: "That's because Mr. Leng is in a good position. If it were me, no matter how good a newspaper or a weekly, I wouldn't be famous." He flattered him in a timely manner.

Leng Binghan did not speak, but made a gesture to Wang Quanzhong, who stepped forward and returned the long-range camera with the film removed to Ren Jian.

Leng Binghan said again: "I have no ambitions, and I don't want to be famous, so I hope I won't come here again next time. I will return the camera to you, but the film will not be returned." His eyes were still warm, but

There was already a ghostly look between the brows that originally smiled kindly.

Ren Jian's wretched and scarred face had turned an ashen color. Sweat was pouring down his forehead but he didn't bother to wipe it off. It seemed that only at this moment did he remember that the young man opposite him could control his life or death at any time.

How can you still treat yourself as an ordinary person when you are such a big shot?

For a moment, I wanted to give myself two slaps.

Just as his thoughts were swirling, he heard Leng Binghan say displeasedly: "What? Still not satisfied?"

Ren Jian was so frightened that he lost his mind when he heard this. His body shook like a sieve. This handsome man who looked like he was carved from jade was as moody as the rumors said. Listening to his unhappy voice now, does it mean another bloody storm?

arrival?

Leng Binghan seemed too lazy to talk to him, and waved his hand, asking Wang Quanzhong to send him away.

Wang Quanzhong would not be polite to Ren Jian anymore. He stretched out his hand as big as a cattail leaf, grabbed his collar and pulled him out. After pulling him out, he said coldly: "If you come again, I will break your dog legs."

!" The tone of his voice was suddenly chilly, his tone was solemn, and his sinister eyes shone with a bone-chilling chill like ice.

"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore." Ren Jian shuddered all over, looking frightened, and promised tremblingly.

Wang Quanzhong slammed the door, and before closing the door, his dissatisfied snort could still be heard.

"Mom."

After staying at the door for a moment, Ren Jian let out a long sigh of relief, slumped down on the ground as if exhausted, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and muttered happily: "Damn, this is so fucking bad today.

Good luck, I think Leng Binghan is nothing more than that!"

After that, he looked around a little guiltily and saw that there was no one around, so he quickly left here as if running away, not even daring to look back along the way.

After Ren Jian left, Leng Binghan's eyes gradually turned cold, and he ordered Huang Wei, another guard on the side: "Follow him. I want to know who is behind the scenes."

Huang Wei turned around and left the room without saying a word.

Despite Huang Wei's unattractive appearance, he wouldn't stand out in the crowd at all, but tracking is his strong point. He is like a hunting dog, unmatched by anyone, and he is meticulous and adaptable. It is said that so far, the people he has followed have

, I have never been lost or discovered by the other party.

"What, Mr. Han, is there something wrong with this person?" Wang Quanzhong asked quickly.

"Haha, if there is any problem, we will find out in a moment." Leng Binghan smiled slightly, leaned on the sofa chair with unusual determination, and took a sip of hot tea.

"Master Han, after the target mission left here, he first went to a clinic to bandage his wounds, then went to a restaurant to eat, and finally returned to his home on Daqing Road and never left the house again. He came into contact with a total of forty-two people, including

The doctors and nurses in the clinic, the waiters in the Western restaurant, and the neighbors I met on the road can all rule out having anything to do with him. During the period, they made three phone calls, the phone numbers, the content of the calls, and all the information about the people he had contact with.

They are all here, Mr. Han, please take a look."

Huang Wei was indeed very efficient. He came back in less than two hours. During this period, he knew everything Ren Jian did, including every word he said and everyone he came into contact with.

.

Leng Binghan took the information and looked at it carefully. He tapped a person's name with his fingers and said resolutely: "Let's start with this person."