Chapter 419 Beauty Calls

Chapter 419 Beauty Calls

Ninja? Zhao Jianhui was shocked when he heard Tu Xiong say that the woman was actually a ninja on the phone. Naturally, Zhao Jianhui would not be like Tu Xiong and Liu Cheng, who thought from the beginning that there were no ninjas or that ninjas had special powers. I seem to remember that my master once told me about this. He knew that the superhuman abilities of ninjas were acquired through arduous special training since childhood.

Someone did an experiment and asked a ninja to walk through the crowd, and several people were on the side to identify it. As a result, everyone saw different faces, ranging from tall, short, fat, and thin. Ninjas can really be called "people with a thousand faces." ". Ninjas are even better at concealment, which is what Tu Xiong and Liu Cheng saw, and the woman suddenly disappeared in front of their eyes.

Zhao Jianhui knew that when these ninjas performed their tasks, they could only succeed but not fail, because there was only one outcome for failure, and that was - death! ! Therefore, before a ninja performs a mission, he must conduct multiple visits and simulate escape preparations. Where he may encounter enemies, he must make various preparations in advance, and what route he will take to escape when he encounters danger or is being followed. Etc., etc., it can be said that various details must be taken into consideration.

Zhao Jianhui smiled bitterly at Liang Kaifeng and whispered: "The murderer ran away, and my people did not catch up." Liang Kaifeng rushed over after receiving a call from the branch. Zhao Jianhui was pointed at by the policeman with a gun. As soon as he knew Before he came, he stood there motionless and waited quietly. He was not tired from standing, but the old man who was pointing the gun at him was very tired.

When Liang Kaifeng saw the scene of being carried inside, he was secretly shocked. Now that he heard that the murderer had not been caught, he frowned.

His eyes kept turning around Zhao Jianhui, and it was hard to say what was on his mind. After all, this guy was not an ordinary person.

Zhao Jianhui didn't know what Liang Kaifeng was paying attention to. He waved to a policeman behind him and said, "Go, bring the owner of this restaurant to me and ask..." He laughed before he finished speaking. Well, the policeman very close to him in the back was actually the one who pointed the gun at him just now.

The police now know Zhao Jianhui's identity. This young man is actually as old as his own chief. How did he get this fate?

When Zhao Jianhui told him to call someone, the policeman turned around and called the store owner without saying a word.

This boss is really an authentic Japanese devil. Zhao Jianhui looked at him with a cold face and asked directly in Japanese: "Do you know these dead people? Do they often come to your store?"

The guy bowed deeply and said: "Yes, these gentlemen are regular customers of my store. Since my store opened a few years ago, they have often come to my store to eat, especially Mr. Fujita. He is an acquaintance of mine in my hometown." Zhao Jianhui nodded, thinking that it was indeed the case. It seems that the killer who wanted to kill Fujita had already targeted him, and it was just a coincidence that he took action today. I am also unlucky, just in time.

"Oh, so you know Fujita in Japan? What does their family do?" Zhao Jianhui asked again. The boss bent down and bowed again: "Fujita-kun's father is the counselor of the Oriental Embassy in China, and his brother is the chairman of Fujita Co., Ltd. I also have several restaurants in China, and his brother likes to dine there very much. He goes back and forth. So we’re familiar with each other. Oh, I also know Fujita-kun through his brother.”

Fujita Co., Ltd.? The largest shipbuilding company in Japan? How come my son is the chairman of the board and my father is in politics? Zhao Jianhui said to himself that it was hard to say whether this had any necessary relationship with Fujita-kun's death. It would still need to be investigated to find out.

"Director Liang, please handle this matter. I have to leave. I have an exam tomorrow. Haha, I'm a primary school student again. I can't stay up late."

As Zhao Jianhui spoke, he called to Liao Xiaoqing and Jin Yuanyuan who were waiting in his private room. Liang Kaifeng opened his mouth, but finally said nothing, watching Zhao Jianhui walk out with two top-notch beauties. I felt very contemptuous in my heart: "Damn, no wonder he wasn't interested in women that day. It turns out that the people hanging around this guy are all the best."

"Director, do you want this person... to make a record?" The policeman leading the team looked at Liang Kaifeng's face carefully and asked cautiously, thinking that he was the only one in the room when we came. We can't just believe him when he says the murderer ran away, right? Besides, after all, he was at the scene. Even if you trust him, it’s not too much to make a record, right?

Liang Kaifeng glared at the policeman: "I was the executive deputy director of Huanghai City two years ago, and the head of the municipal bureau in Universiade City a year ago. Do you think they don't understand your procedures?"

The policeman shrank his neck in shock and said to himself: How could I know what he had done? I thought he was a sinecure in some ministry.

Zhao Jianhui took Liao Xiaoqing and Jin Yuanyuan out, and happened to meet Tu Xiong and Liu Cheng coming back dejectedly. It would be embarrassing to lose someone after chasing them, no matter who they were. Therefore, for the first time, Tu Xiong had that blaring momentum in front of Zhao Jianhui.

"Go back first and pay attention to the people who mobilized you." In front of Liao Xiaoqing and Jin Yuanyuan, Zhao Jianhui didn't say much, but the meaning of this sentence was clear to both Tu Xiong and Liu Cheng.

Jin Yuanyuan's family lives in Haidian District, so Zhao Jianhui dropped her off on his way home. After sending Jin Yuanyuan to the door of her house, the little girl still held Zhao Jianhui's hand reluctantly with lingering fear, insisting on waiting for her own Jin family before letting Zhao Jianhui leave.

On the way back in the car, Zhao Jianhui turned the watch on his wrist and switched to the call channel. After answering Director Mei's call, Zhao Jianhui told the story of what happened today. Finally, he said that he suspected that the Japanese ninja killed someone. There must be another motive.

Director Mei didn't speak for a long time, and finally just said: "I understand, please wait for my news." Based on his feeling, Zhao Jianhui felt that Director Mei had something he didn't tell him. Turning off the call system, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile: "Maybe it's because I'm not of the highest level. If others don't say anything, there will be others who won't say anything. Anyway, I have already said what I should say. Whether the superiors take it seriously or not is not my business."

After leaving the community where Jin Yuanyuan's family lived and driving on the road, Zhao Jianhui was still thinking about whether he should go back to You Xiaoran's place to spend the night tonight. Thinking about holding her soft and fragrant body yesterday, Zhao Jianhui felt a surge of emotion in his heart. However, when I think about it, I haven't been home for two days. Although Erfeng Dafeng all followed Long Lingyun back to her parents' home, the nannies and cooks at home plus the people watching the door, there is no guarantee that there is a dragon inside. Zhao Jianhui shook his head at the traitor planted by Ling Yun and drove the car back to the villa.

As soon as the car approached the gate, the gate was already opened. When they got off the car in the yard, they saw Long Lingyun wrapped in a blue nightgown, which made her legs slender and slim. Her bare feet were wearing a pair of crystal slippers. He was standing at the glass door with a smile, looking at himself with his head tilted, the tip of his delicate nose was red from the cold, but his eyes were filled with gentle watery light.

"Young master, you still know that you are coming back? Where have you wandered off again?" Looking at Zhao Jianhui walking towards him step by step, Long Lingyun turned around and left the hall, leaving only Zhao Jianhui's graceful back.

Looking at Long Lingyun who was still young and beautiful after giving birth, Zhao Jianhui felt tenderness in his heart and said softly: "My dear and lovely wife is waiting for me at home. Of course I will be back in a few days. I will make an appointment tonight. If you drink with Tu Xiong, how can you say that you are wandering, my wife?"

A hint of shyness flashed across Long Lingyun's eyes for a moment, and then he acted nonchalantly, walked around the coffee table, sat on the large leather sofa, leaned against the armrest of the sofa, and said coquettishly: "Big pervert, you're the best. With a conscience, I thought you wouldn’t come back tonight.”

Zhao Jianhui smiled and sat next to her, reached out and stroked her black and smooth hair, took her in his arms, hugged her hard, and whispered: "How can I, no one will forget my precious wife if I forget her?" Ah. Hey, where is our precious son? Didn't you leave it at your mother-in-law's house?"

"Hmph, didn't I tell you that as long as you're sorry for me, I'll prevent you from seeing him for the rest of your life? I'm going to take a shower and think about it for yourself. I'm not at home during this period. What do you need to honestly explain? Nothing happened." Long Lingyun glanced at Zhao Jianhui charmingly, stood up and walked into the bathroom with a slender waist.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but be speechless, thinking that my wife couldn't be a KGB, how could she know that I had just done something bad?

In the bathroom, Long Lingyun hummed a song and took off her nightgown, hung it on the hanger on tiptoe, and returned to the mirror. Looking at the pretty face in the mirror that had not been put on makeup, the willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, the delicate thin lips, and the graceful waist, she couldn't help but feel... She smiled sweetly, put on a shower cap, and turned on the faucet. The warm water poured down instantly, and the hot and humid mist quickly enveloped her whole body.

At this time, on the sofa in the living room, Zhao Jianhui slowly touched the cigarette case on the coffee table, skillfully popped out a Big China stick, held it in his mouth, and fumbled on the sofa for a long time before finally finding the lighter, which made a 'ding' sound. He lit the fire, frowned, took a sip, and slowly exhaled a wisp of smoke. In the light smoke, he felt extremely uneasy. Did this delicate beauty know that he had done something bad, or was she deliberately deceiving him?

A few minutes later, Long Lingyun wiped his soft body with his eyes closed, and applied the bath liquid evenly on the smooth body. White foam appeared between his fingers, but suddenly a moment of heart-warming and heartbeating with the guy outside flashed before his eyes, and he was in a trance. Suddenly, her heart began to beat violently involuntarily.

While thinking about it, Long Lingyun picked up the phone in the bathroom: "Husband, come and rub my back..." As soon as he heard this voice, Zhao Jianhui's anxiety immediately disappeared and he jumped from the sofa with a thump. He stood up and floated towards the bathroom like flying...