Super Special Forces King

Chapter 1847: Hu's clue, Yun Qian's grandma is sick ag

It is the person who resembles the photo analyzed by the computer.

The fatty female boss was very scared. These classes are all her business, and if there are none, she would drink Northwestern.

Li Youlin, who got the video, said: "Remove all the cameras and give all the videos to the police. Who is the video to be sold to? That's all!"

While talking, Li Youlin said to the police officer behind: "You do this! Don't disturb the residents."

"Yes, Team Lee!"

The fat lady boss stared fiercely at the young man who came to watch the surveillance from the Internet cafe, her eyes meant threats, wait for them to go, and see how I can clean you...

The young man is not afraid. Behind him is Brother Tiger, who dares to move himself?

"Also, your young man is good, you have done a good job!" Li Youlin said to him.

The young man smiled: "Serve the people!"

"Yes, get a decent job!"

"Yes, uncle police!" The young man looked very excited.

Li Youlin met Brother Tiger and affirmed his behavior.

"Xiao Xinhu, you did a good job this time, and you will continue to work hard next time, and next time you have to take the initiative to help!" Li Youlin said.

"Thank you Team Li!" Brother Tiger was flattered, and the big rock in his heart was finally put down.

He felt that he had taken his life back, and whether he had money or not was no longer important.

...

When Zhang Feng returned home, he saw Yun Qian standing outside the door holding Haohao, with a suitcase on the ground, and it seemed that he was going back for a while.

"Actually, it's okay for me to go back by myself, or you can send someone else!"

Yun Qian has nothing else, she is showing her omnipotence and can do everything in the family so that Zhang Feng will not worry.

But now she worried Zhang Feng and felt her incompetence.

"How can you, you are my wife, can someone else do it for you?" Zhang Feng lifted the suitcase and put it in the car.

Yun Qian knows that Zhang Feng has a strong male chauvinism. Thinking about what he said, it is true that others cannot replace it.

Otherwise it will be in trouble.

Getting in the car, Yun Qian said, "You will come back when you get home!"

"I'll talk about it then!" Zhang Feng said.

He is really busy here, and he can spare this time because he hasn't found Guo Xinghui yet, so it would be nice to go with his wife at this time.

While driving, Zhang Feng had been thinking about the case. Guo Xinghui was going to the slaughterhouse and lurking. How thorough was the plan. He took two people and left almost nothing before leaving.

Those evidences were only discovered later.

Can you say how good this person is?

He drove off the bridge and jumped off from the turbulent river to the Gaoqiao area, avoiding everyone’s eyes and ears. The key is that he still took two people with him. Guo Xingheng was injured and couldn’t walk. Bai Jiajia should not cooperate with him so much. It will definitely struggle.

How did he do it?

Gaoqiao District is densely populated, and there are people everywhere. How did he escape so many surveillance and people?

Could it be that Bai Jiajia is already?

Zhang Feng dare not think too much, he won't!

Sitting in the back of the car, Yun Qian looked at Zhang Feng who was silent. She was a little worried, very worried. What could make Zhang Feng frown?

This is the first time I have seen it.

Hao Hao fell asleep in Yun Qian's arms. He likes sleeping in the car most, shaking like a cradle.

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Although many places have been paved with cement roads or oil-parked roads, there are still many roads that are muddy and bumpy. It rains in some places and it is difficult to walk.

But it’s nothing for this car. Coupled with the driver’s super-technique, it can drive as long as it is on the road.

I have encountered many luxury cars and high-chassis luxury cars. Guo Xinghui can leave them far behind, making the drivers behind doubt his life and his own car, and then look down at the car logo on the steering wheel. It should be That's right.

Bai Jiajia sat in the back of the car and looked out the window with dementia. She saw many people, but she didn't think about yelling or making small gestures. Instead, she sat there with peace of mind.

There are many doubts in her mind, where is this going? Inside the mountains?

Did you sell yourself? How much money can people in the mountains pay for themselves?

Will this big bad guy be someone short of money?

His brain is so good, he certainly doesn't lack money, so he took himself away for his father, right?

Do you want to smuggle abroad?

Or do you mean that you have given his younger brother as Mrs. Zhai?

Bai Jiajia thought a lot and it was just a guess.

It was dark, and there was no one in the mountains for two or three hours.

There is a dilapidated county road that has been in disrepair for a long time and can barely survive.

The direction that Bai Jiajia can determine is always south.

The car stopped by a small stream and a bonfire started. Bai Jiajia sat on a rock and watched the fire. Guo Xinghui went to find food, while Guo Xingheng was in a wheelchair. His injury seemed to be not good and he had a fever.

Guo Xinghui dealt with him just now, only wearing a pair of underwear, very weak.

He looked at Bai Jiajia coldly. The two of them chose to remain silent without speaking. Perhaps Guo Xingheng has a lot to say.

Bai Jiajia was too lazy to say, she was thinking about how to escape, of course not here and now, walking at this time is tantamount to looking for death, even if Guo Xinghui doesn't chase him, where can she go in this mountain?

And Bai Jiajia understood this very well and couldn't escape, and all sat here very honestly.

After a while, Guo Xinghui came back, and brought back a few birds, the size of a chicken, Bai Jiajia couldn't name it.

I really don’t know how he found these birds just now. They don’t have electric lights. Can Bai Jiajia escape for such a person?

Bai Jiajia understands this very well.

Guo Xinghui handled the birds in the river, then skewered them with wooden sticks and put them on the fire for roasting.

I took some seasonings of salt and soy sauce in the car, and then grilled it.

These things were bought from the small shops in some villages. He never got out of the car and drove to the door to call the owner of the small shops. Every time he bought them, he bought a bunch of things.

So there is a lot of food in the car.

Within a few minutes, the fragrance came out, which made Bai Jiajia's index finger move.

After Guo Xinghui was baked, he ate it for his younger brother, and then ate it by himself.

There were two roasted birds on the fire, and Bai Jiajia ran up to eat no matter how many, Guo Xinghui didn't say anything.

"It's delicious!" Bai Jiajia couldn't help but said.

Bai Jiajia is very hungry, plus this is really delicious, she thinks this is the best food in the world.

People are like this. When there are few things, they feel good, and when there are many things, they feel bad.

When I was a child, I seldom had meat, and I felt delicious when I had a piece of meat. Now I eat meat every day and I am tired of eating.

I can never find the meat that was so delicious when I was a kid.

The same is true for music. Some audiophiles are looking for high sound quality, so they don’t hesitate to spend tens of thousands of thousands to buy equipment, but it was still the best to listen to the sound on the radio many years ago.