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In short, Xing San is the righteous son of Hetun!

Ba Song immediately reported this hard-to-get news to Boss Cong Gang instead of Feng Xinglang. The reason for this is naturally self-evident.

"Boss, there's news. Xing Ba mentioned a person named Xing San in Lan Youyou's ward. I guess this Xing San should also be one of the righteous sons of Hetun."

Ba Song was a latecomer, and he didn't know there was Xing San. Just listening to Xing Ba's speculation about his name.

"Xing San?"

Cong Gang sighed, "Oh, he's not dead!"

Wei Dun, Cong Gang asked closely, "What did Xing Ba and Lan Youyou say?"

"Xing Ba seems to have come to confirm with Lan Youyou. Said that Xing San paid a lot for Lan Youyou, and warned Lan Youyou not to implicate and use him anymore ... Lan Youyou has not been silent!"

"That's the default."

Cong Gang calmly responded, then reprimanded, "This blue yoyo is really good-looking! It's disabling Feng Lixin, abandoning Feng Xinglang, and trying to kill Xing San? She asked Xing San to bring Got her daughter blocked? "

"The situation seems a little complicated. Xing Ba said that Xing San's original intention should be to take away Lan Youyou. It is estimated that after seeing Lan Youyou's appearance of a ruined willow, he took away 'Little Blue Youyou' ! "

"interesting."

Cong Gang snorted softly. "This small one is definitely more plastic than the big one. You can cultivate feelings from a young age."

"So what do we do now? Would you like to tell Feng Xinglang?" Ba Song asked afterwards.

"What's the matter!"

Cong Gang reprimanded, "Feng Xinglang's IQ, to find out the truth, it won't take long!"

"Furthermore, Feng Xunzi doesn't need your hospitality! He trusts his own dad, and we are only his skeptics."

Cong Gang's words were slightly acidic. There is also a sense of waiting for a good show.

"All right. I listen to you."

Ba Song had to obey the order and obey the command, "Even if we don't say it, Xing Ba will say it. We should not delay Feng Xiezi's recovery of his niece."

Wei Dun, Ba Song asked in the bottom of his heart a little curious about killing the cat: "This group ... will it really be Xinglang's biological daughter?"

Individuals can see it: Feng Lixin, who fell ill when the wind blew, couldn't exercise a biological girl.

Therefore, the gossip in this villa community naturally has an objective environment and soil for breeding.

"Ask me what? You can just ask Feng Xinglang!"

Cong Gang whispered briefly, "It is estimated that Feng Xinglang has that thief and no thief!"

Feng Xinglang has a thief heart, is there no thief?

Really can't see it!

...

It's late.

People fail to be quiet.

Feng Xinglang could see: Xing Ba should have found some clues. And he didn't plan to tell him.

It is very likely that Ba Song's conclusion is that the conclusion made by a certain son of Hetun should be correct.

Feng Xinglang did not want to wait any longer, he decided to come to 'interrogate' Xing Ba.

He snorted the window glass.

"Prince Xing? It's so late, do you have something?"

Xing Bazhuang's silly skills have always been one of his specialties.

"It's uncomfortable in the sleeping car ... My wife and children are not at home, you can sleep with me."

"Don't be a dare! I can't stand it! I'm a slave, and I'm used to sleeping in a car."

Feng Xinglang's excessive care really surprised Xing Ba.

"Afraid I ate you? Seeing this way!"

Feng Xinglang lit a cigarette. The scarlet cigarette **** crossed the eye-catching arc of light as he sucked in and flicked the soot in the dark.

Xing Ba could not see the look on Feng Xing Lang Jun's face, and he was passively drawn by those light arcs.

"Prince Xing, do you want to be fifteen?"

Xing Ba knew that Feng Xinglang had something to ask him; he simply switched off the subject himself, "I miss him too."

The atmosphere of speechlessness was embarrassing.

"Xing Ba, you obviously have a clue, why don't you say it?"

Feng Xinglang nodded to the soot between his fingers, "If you want me to make a trip to Repulse Bay, can you say it obediently?"

"Prince Xing, you lift me up again."

Xing Ba bitterly faced, "I didn't find any clues based on your IQ ... I'll do a dead job, what clues can I find!"

"Xing Ba, are you playing with me? That's good!"

Feng Xinglang opened the door and sat in directly. "Drive to Repulse Bay! I'll ask Hetun to ask!"

"..." Playing this radical method again?

Xing Ba twisted his eyebrows, and said with a headache: "Prince, I'm just guessing!"

"Then tell your speculation so that I can guess too!" Feng Xinglang said sharply.

"I ... I guess ... just guess ... it seems like Xing San did it!"

Forced to helplessly, Xing Ba can only share what he inferred with Feng Xinglang.

Perhaps from Xing Ba's point of view: Although Feng Xinglang is young, he is still very rational and very human!

It is softer, more rational, and more emotional than Hetun.

"Xing San?"

Feng Xinglang was really surprised.

He thought that someone should be inside and outside, and that person was still familiar with Feng Family; but all the possibilities Feng Xinglang had speculated, that is, the dead Xing San was not included.

"Xing San didn't already ..."

"I also have such doubts! But then I thought: With the deceit of my third brother, I want to play a scam in front of my righteous father to avoid the pursuit of other righteous brothers. The chance of success is still great. And ... "

"What else?"

"I found a footprint on the mud at the fountain. One of the footprints should have been stepped on by a mechanical leg. Although the shoes were worn, the pressure points on the footprints were different from those of normal people, and the heel footprints were a little shallower. This It fits on the third leg of my third brother. "

Xing Ba's meticulous details are indeed rare. Perhaps it was because he was too familiar with Xing San that he could pay more attention to these details than ordinary people.

"Xing San hasn't died yet ... he's not dead!"

Feng Xinglang hissed lowly, "It should be him! He is motivated and capable! All speculations are met! Whether it is your speculation or Ba Song's speculation!"

Xing Ba sighed slightly, "What are you going to do now? I haven't had time to tell my righteous father."

"Don't rush to tell Hetun!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "It's not very useful to tell him! It only frightens the snake! Xing San still has a lot of chips in his hands, we can't force him too hard!"

"I agree with this! Although my third brother is not a wicked person, it would be difficult to say if we were to be forced to death!"