Gossip King

Gao Leng suddenly closed the drawer, walked out, and walked straight to Fatty and Old Hang.

He was suffocating in his heart.

But his face was calm.

"How about it, boss?" The Fatty asked Gao Leng coming from a distance and hurried over, almost jumping onto Gao Leng.

"The evidence taken is not enough." Gao Leng said, and Yu Guang glanced at Lao Diao, his face sinking.

"That's it..." When the fat man heard this, his head fell dejectedly: "The evidence is not enough, then you have to continue to follow..." He sighed faintly and immediately became optimistic again, hehe smiled: "However, this world There is no case that the boss can't take, it's just a matter of time."

As he said, the fat man stretched and yawned.

At this time, it was already more than one o'clock in the morning, the night was fading, and the entire building outside the window was mostly darkened with lights, except for a few companies that were still working overtime, with little lights, and there were few vehicles on the road, but gorgeous.

It was another busy night and no results.

This is normal in the media industry, and the fat man didn't think much about it. He turned around and returned to his desk and started packing things up. The old man just took a cold look and didn't ask much.

Lao Diao naturally knows that the information captured is more than enough, so why can't it be released? It must have been suppressed. And why is it pressed down...

He could not understand.

But I didn't think about it.

He knows that he is a soldier, a soldier of Gao Leng, where Gao Leng refers, where he fights. Gao Leng said that the evidence in this case was not completed, that is, it was not completed.

He could not reveal a word, Gao Leng had confessed to him, this matter must be kept secret.

"If you follow or not, let’s look again. It’s two or three o’clock today. Tomorrow you have a rest. Give Jian Xiaodan here and tell Jian Xiaoyi to make arrangements for the reporters not to dig up Ken Bihan’s news. Go." Gao Leng followed the fat man's words, concisely.

Since Li Yifan wanted him to retire, he would retreat completely.

Among those interns and reporters who are new to Gao Leng's staff, there must be an insider, otherwise Ken Bihan would not come to the advertisement. Since there is an insider, let's set a smoke bomb.

Yes, it is a smoke bomb.

The corner of Gao Leng's mouth faintly hooked up, asking him to retreat, but it was not that easy.

It is possible to advance by retreating, but now, he can only forbear and wait for opportunities.

"Boss, we don't have a cell phone anymore. Do you want me to apply for the equipment department?" the old man asked.

Gao Leng thought for a while and nodded: "Remember to take it and check it."

The mobile phone that Xingsheng magazine provided to reporters was Apple, but it was an old version of 4S. The Apple machine is used by reporters. The biggest reason is that the recording effect of the Apple machine is good and stable. However, the spare phones issued by magazines are often the cheapest phones and can only make calls.

The high-cold spare machine actually makes people move.

Who moved the hands and feet, when they did it, is unknown, and it is impossible to find out.

It is always correct to take the equipment for inspection.

"Let's take it first, and send it to the people below. We have some mobile phones. I have other arrangements." Gao Leng added.

The three men cleaned up separately and went home.

...

In the garage, Gao Leng was sitting in the car with a small USB flash drive in his hand. It contained all the materials photographed in Donggang tonight.

Fortunately, I made preparations and made a copy in advance, Gao Leng thought.

Fatty and Lao Hao also arrived in the garage. When they saw Gao Leng, they nodded and said hello. Gao sneered and watched them drive away. After leaving, silence was restored in the garage.

The garage at two o'clock in the morning was empty, and even the lights were very dim.

Like a cold heart.

A soft sigh came out of the car with depression, intertwined with the soft music, and it looked extremely empty.

Although he was calm and composed in front of his subordinates, he was very cooperative in front of Li Yifan.

But in the end I was disappointed.

Can you not be disappointed? If you say that you can’t report a case you’ve taken so hard, you can’t report it. Moreover, no matter how precious this information is, it really cannot be reported.

Gao Leng sighed gently, put the USB flash drive in his close-fitting clothes, then leaned his head on the back of the car seat and closed his eyes.

Quit, that was Li Yifan's idea, but not a cold one.

There is no word "retire" in his dictionary. If this road fails, there must be other roads, but it is more difficult.

How should I go this way? Gao Leng was lost in thought.

"Suffering in my heart?" The little witch's voice came out of Gao Leng's mind, and it seemed that she sensed Gao Leng's loss.

"Well, it's okay, just after a meeting. Work, how can everything go smoothly." Gao Leng used consciousness to chat with the little witch: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I have been paying attention to you. You are so dangerous. How can I sleep? You are a mana tool. I can't die." The little witch's voice was concerned, but she wanted to show a nonchalant voice. Look like.

Gao Leng couldn't help but smile.

"Hold your breath, I have a good way to make you happy." The little witch's voice showed a hint of mischief.

The corners of Gao Leng's mouth rose slightly, needless to say, this girl...

"If you hold your breath, you will relieve the fire..."

Sure enough, three sentences are not separated from this matter, but also drunk.

But then again, this can be said in Gao Leng's heart, Gao Leng cleared his throat, and his heart was stirred a little.

just……

"I can't go home, I have to go to Mu Xiao Leng's place." Gao Leng replied to the little witch, very decisively.

He was worried about Mu Xiaolian, after all, the person in black had an unknown origin, so he had to go there.

"I'm behind you..." a naughty and infinitely seductive voice came from the back seat of the car. Gao Leng turned his head and saw that the little witch was wearing his white shirt with slender and well-proportioned legs, lying on the back seat of the car.

Slap.

She stretched out her hand and patted the back seat of the car, blinked her eyes and said, "I said, the back seat of your car is... very spacious." After that, she stretched out her finger and hooked: "Come on, Qian Don't be polite, I feel that your running speed is amazing today. It seems that the last time my inner alchemy was given to you once, you actually absorbed it all."

Gao Leng gritted his teeth and looked at the charming little witch in the back of the car.

She didn't wear pants.

"In Donggang today, I was running at an amazing speed, and I was shocked." Gao Leng said, stretched out his hand to take off his coat, and looked outside the car.

The garage was still empty.

He frowned: "The movement is too loud, it will be troublesome if someone is photographed."

The little witch smiled: "I can't make a sound, I can bear it. Besides, if someone approaches, I can feel it. By the way, you can feel it with your current physique. Come here."

She hooked her finger again: "Lin Zhi's small body can't hold it, but I can carry it. Don't be polite, use your best ability."

Gao Leng couldn't help laughing openly.

I don't know why, every time he and the little witch talk about such things, they are incredibly relaxed and comfortable, without the slightest embarrassment, as if they were born to be so normal.

"Then...I'm not welcome." Gao Lengxiemei smiled and rolled over to the back seat of the car.

What about purging the fire.