Chapter 697
Qin Shihuang's body?

And it has something to do with Myanmar, isn't this the plot at the beginning of "The Land of the Dead".

Hearing this, Ding Yunfeng probably knew something in his heart.

However, he still cooperated with Leader Yang, putting on an expression of being suddenly shocked.

"Well, that's probably what happened.

When the tribute boat was passing through Hong Kong Island, all the boat and people disappeared.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing about the previous dynasty has long been swept into the dustbin of history.

But now the historical personnel of Burmese state are constantly clamoring internationally.

Our Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was stolen hundreds of years ago, and the tomb robbers also stole Qin Huang's body from it.

And the discovery of the terracotta warriors and horses in our country is completely a farce of self-deception and sensationalism! "

Leader Yang was very angry and said a long paragraph.

Leader Ye at the side took out a pack of special cigarettes from his jacket pocket, and circulated to the crowd: "The opening of the Qinling Mausoleum is not allowed, this is a death order from No. [-].

Wrangling with a small country like Myanmar in the international arena, and lost our status as a big country.

Coupled with the special situation of Hong Kong Island, even if we send people to investigate, the Hong Kong government will not cooperate.

Therefore, if you are Comrade Ding, you will be able to draw a man.

The higher-ups would like to entrust you with this matter. "

"Well, then let me ask, the method and degree of this treatment..."

"It doesn't matter how you do things!
As for the degree...

The remains of the First Emperor must be lying in the Qin Mausoleum, and those outside are definitely fake. "

"Oh~" Ding Yunfeng took a deep puff of his cigarette, and made an OK gesture to Yang and Ye: "I understand."

"Comrade Ding, the Burmese state jumped up and down suddenly this time, and Baoqi was instigated by some enemies.

I guess you have to hurry up and destroy some things that shouldn't appear before the other party finds Qin Corpse. "Before leaving, Leader Yang approached Ding Yunfeng and whispered something in Ding Yunfeng's ear.

Ding Yunfeng's eyes moved slightly, and he nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, I will contact my family as soon as I have news."

"Take care of yourself."

"Take care of yourself."

Through the speedboat, Yang and Ye returned to the Fujian fishing boat behind.

Ding Yunfeng also turned the bow at the same time, preparing to return.

This time Liangkun followed, but only shook hands twice, unable to get in the words.

However, even if it was just like this, Ah Kun was very satisfied.

After all, the topic that Brother Feng discussed with others tonight is really too high-end.

What is suitable for the tidal flats landed on Wadao;

What prolongs the corruption of the Annan regime;
What is the tribute ship lost 300 years ago and the international academic dispute brought about by Qin Shihuang's corpse...

Liangkun, a young and Dangerous boy, can understand these things, and it is already hard to come by, let alone want to participate in the discussion.

"Brother Feng, this kind of thing that happened 300 years ago is so ignorant, how can we investigate?" Zhan Mi took a step forward and asked impatiently.

Ding Yunfeng smiled and waved his hands: "You forgot, just now Leader Yang mentioned at the beginning that the Qin corpse was carried by a ship carrying court tributes.

This is a very crucial clue, after we go back, we can start from this aspect. "

"It's hard to get clues..." Zhan Mi sighed, the incident happened too long ago, where can I find out?

Ding Yunfeng didn't speak any more, but smiled and smoked.

The biggest advantage of the Maoshan disciples - there are people below!
Directly call Master Qianhe to get rid of those old ghosts who are still being tortured, afraid that they will not be able to know the ins and outs of this matter?
Back on Hong Kong Island, Zhou Chaoxian bid farewell to Ding Yunfeng.

Ding Yunfeng knew that he still had a lot of work to do on the other side of Frog Island, and being able to get away for 2 days was already the limit.

"Bon voyage, the man surnamed Hou, you dare to contact him, money is not a problem."

"Brother Feng, don't worry, if there is any good news, I will notify you immediately."

……

Watching Zhou Chaoxian board a freighter bound for Wadao, Ding Yunfeng turned around and put away his smile, while Liangkun offered cigarettes and lighters.

Blocking the biting night wind at the pier, Ding Yunfeng lit the flame: "Akun, what's the matter, what do you think of Zhou Chaoxian?"

"Heh, it's the first time we're dealing with each other, so I'm not sure, but to be valued so much by you, Brother Feng, must be a talent." Liang Kun lit a cigarette by herself, and walked a step behind Ding Yunfeng.

"With me, do you still need to play tricks? Stop talking nonsense, ask you, just say it!"

"Hmm... a little restless. During lunch, he used the corner of his eye to scan me about seven or eight times across Brother Ji." Liang Kun said after taking a big puff of the cigarette and exhaling three smoke rings.

"Hehe, he's evaluating whether he can sit in front of you next time!" Ding Yunfeng smiled.

Liang Kun showed a disdainful smile when he heard the words: "Want to take my place? Let's talk about it after he becomes the leader of the Bamboo Union Gang."

Zhan Mi and Tian Yangsheng laughed at the words, don't think that Liang Kun's position in the Ding Department can't be ranked in the top three, but you have to look at the question, who are those who are qualified to sit in front of Liang Kun!
What's more, the people who eat at the table at noon are only the leaders of Ding's major clubs.

If you count Brother Feng's business presence and the strength of the police force, Zhou Chaoxian and Liang Kun are definitely not separated by a fat snake.

"It's a bit like Xian Weizha, but compared to Ah Zha, who was ready to open a dyeing workshop after giving some color, this Zhou Chaoxian has a humble face and knows how to hide his ambition." Zhan Mi suppressed his laughter and made a conclusion.

Ding Yunfeng sat in the back seat of the Bentley, looked at Jamie who got into the passenger seat, and said, "The situation in Wadao is special, and it's not very convenient for me or to send you guys there to do things.

(In fact, I’m afraid of 404, everyone knows it well, don’t say it in the comments)

Zhou Chaoxian is a man with great ambition and a sense of awe, which is a good thing!
Because, only a person like him dares to come out and fight Minister Hou and his gang..."

In the middle of speaking, Ding Yunfeng patted the driver's seat, and Tian Yangsheng took out a pocket camera and handed it over.

Ding Yunfeng fiddled with it for a while, then handed it to Liang Kun beside him.

I saw the above recording of Zhou Chaoxian shaking hands with Yang and Ye just in the cabin.

Liang Kun couldn't help exclaiming: "Wow! This thing is so advanced."

Ding Yunfeng withdrew the videotape, handed it to Liang Kun and said, "Didn't you get along with Zhou Chaoxian?
Tomorrow, you send someone to deliver some specialty films to Frog Island for him.

Remember, you have to 'miss' to get the tape inside. "

"Specialty film?"

"It's the kind shown in the midnight show. Apart from those things, what other products does your film company have?"

Liang Kun shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and put away the pocket video tape: "Brother Feng, in this way, Xianzi must hate me to death."

"I know, that's why I don't want to do it, but let you do this offending thing." Ding Yunfeng replied confidently.

Liangkun was speechless, cupped his fists and bowed to Brother Feng, he was convinced of the matter of taking the blame.

It was late at night, and when several people returned from the sea, it was almost 1:[-] in the morning. After sending Ding Yunfeng home, they naturally dispersed.

The next day.

Ding Yunfeng came to Jingzhuan No. [-], first lit three sticks of fresh incense, and inserted them into the incense burner in front of the tablet of Daoist Qianhe.

Next, before the 'letter' written by Ding Yunfeng on the yellow paper was finished, the open space in front of the shrine suddenly sank downwards, emitting a glare of glare, and Qianhe in apricot-yellow Taoist robe appeared.

"Master."

"Ah Feng, what can I do for you?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Yunfeng knew that as soon as he received the incense he offered, Qianhe rushed up from below, and it was too late to receive the 'letter' he burned down.

After talking about the Qin corpse 300 years ago, Ding Yunfeng looked at Qianhe and asked, "Master, I would like to ask you to check for me below. Where did he die?"

"Hey, it's easy." Qianhe flexed his fingers and calculated, pulled out the dust whisk at his waist, shook it slightly, and turned into a soul ecstasy stick exuding a cold aura, and drew a circle on the ground.

After chanting a few incantations, Qianhe inserted the Hooking Stick into the light circle, and after a few breaths, he pulled hard and pulled out a ghost in livery.

"Tell me! How did you die in the first place?"

"He was beheaded to death by random knives." This ghost was in a daze, and his body also gathered and scattered at times, and there was a tendency to be blown by the wind, and his soul would be scattered.

Ding Yunfeng has a system window as an interpreter, so he can hear nonsense even if he doesn't eat mud.

therefore.He also imitated Qianhe, slapped the coffee table hard, and asked about the tribute boat and Qin Corpse back then.

Maybe these things, the ghost had a deep memory during his lifetime. He raised his arm and pointed angrily at the direction of the fishing village where the crime happened: "Qian, Li, Yang...kill..."

"Ok?"

Seeing the ghost's eyes widen, the Yin energy in his body fluctuated violently.

Qianhe hurriedly got up, pinched the magic formula with his hands to hold the opponent's forehead: "Ah Feng, I used the authority of the seductive messenger to secretly bring this guy up from the prison.

Now his soul and body are unstable, I have to take him back to work, you take care of yourself. "

"Master, then I won't give it away, I have to come and drink tea."

"Got it." Qianhe used the Hooking Stick to open the way again, and led the ghost back down.

Ding Yunfeng had a general direction, and immediately opened the door to go out, calling Chen Dachao, Lin Daying and Zhong Fabai to come over.

Several people gathered around a map of Hong Kong Island, and Ding Yunfeng tapped the direction pointed by the ghost, and asked everyone, which village is composed of the three surnames of Qian, Li, and Yang?

"It's not such a coincidence..." Just as everyone was contemplating, Chen Dachao had a surprised expression and took out a cowhide envelope from his body.

Ding Yunfeng took it and opened it, and laughed out loud on the spot.

It's really another village. Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the movie "The Land of the Dead", the mage invited by the fishing village to cast spells to suppress the souls of the dead is actually Chen Dachao!
"Brother Feng, this business was introduced by a previous client. I just agreed to it, and I haven't come to discuss it in detail. I really don't know the details." Chen Dachao hurriedly explained.

Ding Yunfeng handed the letter back to him: "Don't worry, we're open for business, so naturally we don't push the business outside.

Unfortunately, this time, you won't be able to earn commission. "

Hearing Brother Feng's words, several people laughed together.

After deciding on the target, Ding Yunfeng did not take people there immediately, but ordered Chen Dachao to contact the people in the fishing village first according to the letter of introduction.

In this movie, in addition to the female corpse at the bottom of the well who guards the door at four ends, there is also the ghoul of Longhushan Tianshi who guards the key to the secret room of the treasure in the water, and the corpse who breaks through and absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon can be upgraded to a low-profile flying zombie Qin Corpse.

There are so many big and small monsters, you must bring enough people to go there, otherwise, if you are not careful, you may end up with dead bodies all over the place.

After ordering everyone to prepare more magic tools to exorcise evil spirits, Ding Yunfeng drove over to the Kwun Tong Police Station.

After approving some backlogs of official documents, Ding Yunfeng looked at the telephone on the table. Last night, when Leader Yang was leaving to give instructions to him, he actually slipped a note into his palm without telling everyone present.

On the note, there was only one name - Lu Minghua.

Sure enough it was him!

It seems that my hometown made some preparations for Hong Kong Island more than ten years ago.

Ding Yunfeng was thinking about how to smoothly transfer his power in the police force to the other party to take over.

Moreover, this process cannot be made public, it has to be done secretly.

"We must find a way to meet him..." Ding Yunfeng stood up, lit a cigarette, and looked at the Kwun Tong police officers coming and going downstairs.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!
Zhu Jian knocked on the door and came in.

Putting away the document signed by Ding Yunfeng on the table, Supervisor Zhu put out an invitation letter: "Brother Feng, three days later, the Flying Tigers and Bawanghua are going to hold a ballroom party. Jane Sir and Officer Hu invite you to attend. Are you going?"

"Go, you should be busy, you should relax..."

"Excuse me, it looks like you just went to Annan to relax?"

"Annan, what is there to relax? Old Zhu, you don't even know how dangerous it is!

Local guerrilla armed forces and regular troops may shoot at each other on the street at any time.

Those bullets are whizzing and whizzing on my head, flying back and forth..." Ding Yunfeng sat down and looked at the invitation letter, and smiled at Supervisor Zhu.

Zhu Jian put on an expression of disbelief, lowered his head and opened the folder, and helped Brother Feng make up a large stack of documents to be signed.

"Why is there another document to sign?"

"You are the director. Isn't it normal to sign more than a dozen names a day?"

Ding Yunfeng was speechless, shook his head and opened the cap of his pen, and began to write quickly at his desk.

At this time, the dog Wang Lun ghostly appeared outside the room.

"Come in and say something, what does a big man look like?" Ding Yunfeng looked up.

Dog Wang Lun came in with a smile, saw Ding Yunfeng's invitation card on the table, he pulled out a chair and sat beside Zhu Jian: "Brother Feng, Cao Liang asked me to ask you, can you take him to participate in the flying competition?" The friendship between Tiger Team and Overlord Flower?"

"Cao Li'ang asked you to ask?" Ding Yunfeng looked at the dog Wang Lun strangely: "You are just staying, not stupid, don't say you don't want to go."

"Go! If possible, of course I want to go..." Dog Wang Lun nodded decisively. He had been with Ding Yunfeng for a long time, so he didn't need to hide his words.

"Brother Feng, you know that Cao Leon has a crush on French Li's younger sister, but I'm still single.

I heard from Anan that Bawanghua has a Madam named Amy, who has long legs and hips, so I want to go there with you to see if there is a chance. "

Can you believe Anan's words?
Amy?Isn't that Miss Jun Ru!

(End of this chapter)

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