The Best Physiognomist

Municipal Public Security Bureau!

"Director Yang, it's me, Huang Yiwen!"

The female police officer who successfully hid in the dark corridor could only walk out helplessly after seeing that she had been discovered by Yang Guosheng.

Seeing Huang Yiwen coming out of the dark corridor, Yang Guosheng immediately shouted nervously.

"Huang Yiwen, why are you still in the police station?"

Whether it is the green giant python with a body length of more than 20 meters, or the weapon condensed by Jiang Fengye's help to him to master justice and evil energy, they are all supernatural phenomena that ordinary people have never known or seen.

If what happened tonight is spread and used by someone with ulterior motives, it will easily shake his unstable position as deputy director by promoting feudal mistakes, and it will also affect his next plan to solve the unjust case.

"Director Yang, I have to work overtime today." Huang Yiwen lowered her head and explained in a low voice.

"Didn't I let you leave work early?" Yang Guosheng continued to shout with a frown.

"I just went to the bathroom because I felt uncomfortable, so I didn't hear your order."

"Come to my office!"

Since it was his negligence that caused Huang Yiwen to stay in the police station, Yang Guosheng was embarrassed to continue to scold her coldly.

But in order to ensure that what happened tonight would not be leaked, he had to specifically warn the other party.

So, while Yang Guosheng walked towards the elevator, he gave instructions to Huang Yiwen who was lowering her head and grabbing her clothes.

……!

In Villa No. 7 of Guanghe Huafu!

"Ah!"

Looking at Shao Yuxuan holding Shao Yusi's hands tightly, her eyes revealing tenderness as she recounted the bits and pieces of their life together, Jiang Fengye couldn't help but sigh and leave the room, and went directly to the lobby on the first floor.

"Teacher Zhuang, what would you like to drink?" After opening the refrigerator on the first floor, he reached out and picked up a bottle of high-proof liquor, and turned his head to ask Zhuang Jieyan who was sitting on the sofa.

"Give me a bottle of white wine too!"

Turning her head to look at the various famous wines in the refrigerator, Zhuang Jieyan's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look, and she also asked for a bottle of white wine exactly the same as the one in Jiang Fengye's hand.

"Come on, let's go!"

Raising the bottle in his hand, Jiang Fengye invited her to drink first.

He drank nearly half a bottle of wine in one breath, and waited until Zhuang Jieyan finished drinking the same way, and then he asked solemnly.

"Teacher Zhuang, I wonder how your Supernatural Research Institute plans to deal with me next?"

Two strong men in the foundation-building realm and five young disciples at the elite level are not weeds on the roadside or cabbages in the vegetable garden. They can be killed just by saying so.

At this time, there are less than four days before the Mid-Autumn Festival. He needs to understand the attitude of the Supernatural Research Institute towards him in advance in order to decide the next response plan.

Although Zhuang Jieyan's strong physique makes her drink well, drinking nearly half a catty of high-proof white wine in one breath still makes her fair face flushed, and she looks at Jiang Fengye with a touch of emotion in her eyes as she explains.

"It's still a fierce argument, and there is no final result yet."

Jiang Fengye didn't quite understand the approach of the Supernatural Research Institute, so he didn't notice the emotion in Zhuang Jieyan's eyes. He frowned slightly and continued to ask.

"Teacher Zhuang, why are you arguing? When will there be a final result?"

"Factional disputes and interest competition, who knows when they can discuss the final result." After a flash of disdainful sneer in her eyes, Zhuang Jieyan said sarcastically in a helpless tone.

Then, she raised the bottle in her hand and gestured.

"Come on, let's go one more!"

Jiang Fengye raised the bottle and drank the white wine slowly, and a thoughtful look gradually appeared in his eyes.

Because Zhuang Jieyan's sarcasm just now reminded him of what he saw and heard in Yongsheng Group, he could vaguely guess that the Supernatural Research Institute, which was tainted with the vulgarity of the world, might also have many mountains like Yongsheng Group.

No!

It might even be more complicated and more sinister than the factional struggle of Yongsheng Group.

After all, possessing supernatural powers means being able to control more power and gain more benefits.

Thinking of something that involves their own interests, Yongsheng Group needs to go through several days of quarrels and discussions before they can make a final compromise.

Then, the supernatural research institute, which is more complicated and sinister, may need more time to discuss the final result, which makes him completely relieved.

"No more!"

Shaking the bottle in his hand, he signaled Zhuang Jieyan, who had finished drinking, to get up and walk to Bingshuang. After opening it, he took four bottles of high-proof white wine and four bottles of red wine, intending to use the power of the mixed wine to complete the plan of committing suicide.

Jiang Fengye, who was completely relieved, also wanted to relax so as to relieve his nervous mood.

So, facing the white wine handed by Zhuang Jieyan, he took it without hesitation, drank it happily, and chatted with Zhuang Jieyan about the factions in the research institute, as well as the strength and number of top strongmen.

Three bottles of white wine and two bottles of red wine had basically reached Zhuang Jieyan's drinking limit, but seeing that Jiang Fengye had not completely collapsed, she was unwilling to give up and had not yet achieved her goal, so she got up and took four more bottles of red wine and four more bottles of beer from the refrigerator.

In the end, Zhuang Jieyan didn't know how much she had drunk until she was unable to support her heavy eyelids, and then she fell on the sofa and fell asleep.

Looking at the white wine, red wine and beer bottles all over the floor, and looking up at Zhuang Jieyan who was sleeping soundly, Jiang Fengye, who was only slightly drunk, had a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Then, he stood up and carried Zhuang Jieyan to the guest room, then went back to the first floor to clean up, and then returned to the guest room where Shao Yuxuan was.

Shao Yuxuan's mental state was very bad after fainting twice due to sadness and the sad memories just now. Jiang Fengye, who felt a little bit of pity in his heart, couldn't help but comfort her softly.

"Yuxuan, the body is the capital of the revolution. Tomorrow, Siyu will be cremated and buried. You should rest early!"

Looking up at Jiang Fengye with red eyes, Shao Yuxuan asked hoarsely.

"Yezi, hug me!"

Unable to bear to disappoint Shao Yuxuan, he hugged her directly in his arms, but only ten seconds later, he heard the other party's steady breathing.

In response, Jiang Fengye bent over and picked her up and put her on another bed, but found that Shao Yuxuan was holding on to her clothes tightly and couldn't leave, so he had to lie next to her.

Being 50% drunk, and having been assassinated and chased one after another, he felt tired and closed his eyes, and then quickly fell asleep.