The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 68 The Young Master Wants to See You

Amidst the noise, Yan Zhixin quietly hid in the dining hall through the wall.

It wasn't meal time at this time, only the auntie was cleaning. She asked the auntie for a steamed bun and sat on a chair to eat it.

Everyone went to the front to greet Mo Junting, and the surroundings were quiet.

Yan Zhixin was a little confused.

She suspected that Mo Junting was here to find her, but she also felt that she would not have such a big face.

No matter what his purpose is, she doesn't want to be seen by him again, so as not to cause more complications.

The police station has only one door. With his style, there must be someone guarding the door. She can either hide in the kitchen of the dining hall or go out over the wall.

Do you have to climb over the wall on the first day of the internship?

After eating steamed buns and drinking water, just as Yan Zhixin walked out of the dining hall, she saw a tall figure walking towards her.

Ling Feng!

Yan Zhixin's first reaction was to run away.

But definitely can't run him.

In the morning, the place where the gangster kicked her was still in pain, so Yan Zhixin resolutely hid in the kitchen of the dining hall.

Ling Feng rushed over, stretched out his hand to stop her, with a harmless smile on his face: "Miss Yan, what a coincidence, we meet again."

No, not at all.

Yan Zhixin turned around stiffly, and talked about it from left to right: "Is Doctor Ling hungry? There are only steamed buns in the canteen now."

Ling Feng didn't respond, but said bluntly, "Miss Yan, the young master wants to see you."

The little bit of blood on Yan Zhixin's face that had recovered with great difficulty disappeared immediately.

Looking up at death, she looked straight at Ling Feng: "What if I don't see you?"

Ling Feng said in a deep voice: "Miss Yan, you can't beat me."

This is the third time someone has despised his skill.

But she was speechless.

……

Outside the largest conference room of the police station, all the police officers stood at the door.

In the conference room, Mo Junting sat at the head of the conference table, with a row of bodyguards behind him.

He has a stern face, clear eyes, and a fierce aura that oppresses everyone trembling.

He didn't open his mouth, nor showed any expression, but a cold murderous aura pervaded the silent conference room.

A few people, headed by Liu Ju, accompanied him, their clothes soaked in cold sweat from their backs.

This giant Buddha, which even the provincial leaders can't see, suddenly came to this small temple of the Municipal Bureau. They were both frightened and stressed, and wanted to ask, but they didn't dare to ask.

They couldn't help but quietly looked at the housekeeper standing beside Mo Junting, hoping to get some instructions from him.

But the butler lowered his eyebrows and looked down, and he didn't mean to speak from the beginning to the end.

They can only panic.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the door.

Under the leadership of Ling Feng, Yan Zhixin walked through the police officers.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at her.

There was envy and jealousy, shock and hostility. If it weren't for Mo Junting's amazing aura, they might have rioted.

Yan Zhixin stared at the door of the conference room, all the voices faded away, and everything became a virtual background.

How to do?
Her heart was beating violently.

She finally escaped, is she going back to that cage again?
Tuk Tuk Tuk!
Ling Feng knocked on the door without haste, and then gently pushed open the half-covered door.

Under the leadership of Ling Feng, Yan Zhixin walked up to Mo Junting step by step.

Bureau Liu looked at Deputy Chen blankly.

Yan Zhixin had just arrived at the police station, and they hadn't had time to meet her yet.

If she wasn't wearing a probationary police uniform, they wouldn't even think she was from the police station.

What's the use of finding her when even the mayor can't save her?

They all looked blank, only Si Zhan changed his expression, but in front of Mo Junting, he had no right to speak.

(End of this chapter)