Dream Journey from Shaolin

Chapter 321 Is it a pebble or a bullet?

The next day, at the Red Gang headquarters in Chinatown,

After a night of purging, Chen Long finally arrested and interrogated all the main figures involved in the assassination, and sent people to escort them to the headquarters of the Red Gang in Chicago.

"Da Longtou, the foreign killer that the white paper fan was looking for has been found!"

Ah Qiang reported to Chen Longhui, who was sitting on a chair and rubbing his temples because he didn't sleep all night,
"Oh, what, is there something wrong with your appearance?"

Seeing that Ah Qiang looked a little strange, Chen Long lowered his hands and asked,
Ah Qiang hesitated for a moment, but still truthfully reported:
"The foreign killer died, on the roof of another villa 400 meters away from our villa, and after a detailed inspection by the professionals we hired, we concluded that

He should have fired a shot at our villa with a sniper rifle last night, but the strange thing is that he died under the bullet he fired.

In the words of that expert, it was like the killer fired a shot in the direction of our villa. After the bullet was fired, it went back the same way and shot into the killer's own head.

He also said that at that time, at the window of our villa, there was also a sniper, using the same sniper rifle and bullets as the killer, and counterattacked after he shot! "

"You know very well that there were no snipers in our living room at that time!"

Chen Long said slowly,

Ah Qiang nodded,

"Yes, Big Dragon Head. I remember when the glass broke. It was Mr. Jiang who said that someone threw small stones at you in the house. He caught them and threw them back. That's why I felt strange."

Chen Long recalled last night when the glass shattered, Jiang Ming suddenly got up and reached out to grab something, and then threw it out again. He thought it was because he was old, and he didn't even react to the small stones hitting him.

At this moment, it seems that maybe it is not a small stone, it may really be the bullet shot by the killer with a sniper rifle,

Thinking about last night when Jiang Ming alone easily dealt with more than 100 machete-handed masters who were proficient in martial arts, Chen Long had some ideas in his mind.
In the past, he heard from his younger brother in China's magic capital that there are some strange people in China who have some special abilities. He still doesn't believe it. He thinks it might be some acrobats, just like some foreign magicians.

After all, after staying abroad for so many years, his mind is more open-minded. Compared with his younger brother, he still belongs to the category that believes in science.
But looking at it now, maybe his brother is right, maybe there really are some strange people in this world, just like Jiang Ming,
"Aqiang, that's the end of this matter, you must remember not to spread it to the outside world!"

Chen Long pondered for a moment and ordered to Ah Qiang,

Ah Qiang nodded,

"Don't worry, big leader!"

"Also, go and check Xiao Jiang's information yourself, and then quietly organize and report it to me!"

When Ah Qiang was about to retreat, Chen Long ordered again,

Chen Long Villa, early morning,
Jiang Ming woke up from the spell deduction. He originally planned to go back after the New Year's Eve dinner yesterday, but considering that the matter was not completely over, Chen Congwen and others who stayed in the villa would not be in danger anymore.

In addition, Chen Hong's mother tried her best to keep him, so he temporarily stayed in the guest room of the villa for one night.
"Xiao Jiang, wake up so early, young people need to sleep a little longer in the morning, you see Congwen and Xiaohong haven't woken up yet!"

At the dining table downstairs, Cai Shuyi was meeting with each other. Seeing Jiang Ming coming downstairs, she quickly smiled and said,

"I'm used to getting up early. Aunt Cai wants to make glutinous rice balls?"

Seeing Cai Shuyi's friendly face, Jiang Ming was a little surprised and said,
He knew that people in Shanghai eat glutinous rice balls on New Year's Day, but he didn't expect that Cai Shuyi didn't ask the cook to make them, but made them by herself early in the morning.
"That's right, eating ingots on the morning of the first day of the new year will make you reunite all year round and everything goes well all year round. You have to do it yourself, and it won't work if you ask the cook to do it!"

Cai Shuyi knew why Jiang Ming was surprised, and explained with a smile,
"Then let me help too!"

Jiang Ming went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and began to skillfully make glutinous rice balls with the bread that Cai Shuyi had kneaded.
"Little Jiang, can you still cook?"

Cai Shuyi looked at Jiang Ming skillfully wrapping bean paste into glutinous rice balls, and said in surprise, in her opinion, Jiang Ming did not seem like a person who would do such a thing, after all, she saw yesterday that Jiang Ming was alone, with bare hands more than 100 people,

And like her nephew, she is also a student of Columbia University's Department of Physics, a seed for reading,

To be able to have such good kung fu and study at the same time, it doesn't look like someone who cooks in the kitchen,

"I live alone most of the time, and it was not like now, and my hands are not rich, so I cook and eat by myself. If I cook more, I will naturally have some!"

Jiang Ming recalled his solitary life in his previous life, and replied with a smile,

Hearing Jiang Ming's words, Cai Shuyi felt so sorry for him for some reason. She felt that Jiang Ming's life in the past did not seem to be so good.

……

About an hour later, Cai Shuyi and Jiang Ming had already made a large bowl of glutinous rice balls.
Because not only Jiang Ming and others ate it, Cai Shuyi also stayed outside the villa overnight, and the dozen or so red sticks also made some, so the portion was made more,
At this time, Chen Hong and Chen Congwen also appeared on the stairs after washing up.

Chen Hong looked at Jiang Ming who was making glutinous rice balls downstairs, and couldn't help murmuring with red eyes in his eyes:
"I didn't expect not only to be good at kung fu, but also to have a high degree of education, and to be able to cook in the kitchen. It's just perfect!"

Chen Congwen patted Chen Hong and said:
"I said cousin, I think you should stop thinking about it. From the few months I have known Jiang Ming, I have seen no less than six girls confess to Jiang Ming, but he rejected them all!"

At school, Jiang Ming basically went back and forth between the dormitory, library, classroom and cafeteria, and did not participate in school clubs or some activities organized by the school.
Originally, such a nerdy student must be an unknown person in school, and he would not be loved by foreign female students.
But in fact, Jiang Ming is considered a very famous person in Columbia University. Not to mention that the whole school knows him, at least half of the people know his existence.

Why is that?
Mainly because of the very common racial discrimination in various universities in New York,
Like Thomson at the beginning of the school year, he is self-righteous and always wants to find a sense of presence from other skin-colored students. Of course, there are not a few of them.

Under normal circumstances, Jiang Ming is too lazy to take care of it, but sometimes, those people do their best to do it to him, of course he will not be polite,
Although it won't kill him directly, it's inevitable that he will be taught a lesson on the spot.

Since he easily knocked down all the opponents with one opponent many times, he was naturally famous in school.

(End of this chapter)