The best perspective expert

Chapter 296
"Ear? Are you sure?" The high police officer obviously didn't believe it, because when a person hears a sound coming from a distance, he can only judge the general direction, and it is almost impossible to judge the exact location of the sound source only by the sound.What's more, the gunshots disappeared in a flash, the duration was very short, and the distance was so far away, it disappeared before people could react, so why should it be located?

Han Zhenyang frowned, looking like he was thinking hard, and nodded half a minute later, "I'm sure, because I really didn't think about it that much at the time, I felt as if my whole person was dominated by instinct, from hearing the gunshot to seeing When it came to the bullet... subconsciously determined that the murderer was on that hill, and then rushed out, and you all know what happened after that."

"Are you sure you didn't use other means to locate the murderer?"

"I need other means to watch her..." Han Zhenyang was suddenly furious, and he slapped the solid wooden table in front of him with a "click", the sawdust flew, and the wooden table broke in two. It became red, staring fiercely at the high police rank, like an enraged lion, with an exaggerated bully chest, and the anger seemed to be sprayed from the nasal cavity.

High police officer frowned slightly, but the others quickly pulled out their pistols and pointed at Han Zhenyang.

Han Zhenyang's murderous eyes slowly scraped across the faces of members of the investigation team like steel knives, and finally stayed on Xue Xiaoyan's face for a moment, then slowly regained his composure, leaned back slumped on the back of the chair, swaying tiredly. Waving his hand, "That's all I know, is there any more questions?"

"second question……"

"I said, that's all I know. If you ask a hundred times, you still get the same answer. If you're not satisfied, grab me and slice it up." Han Zhenyang's tone was very calm, as if he was chatting with his neighbors, but who Everyone could feel the anger contained in his tone, which might erupt at any time, which made the rest of the investigation team very nervous. Xue Xiaoyan was even more worried, worrying whether Han Zhenyang had a psychological problem.

On the other hand, the high police officer was very calm, he just frowned, "Okay, let's change the question and talk about something else, okay?"

"Ask." Han Zhenyang lighted a cigarette in a low mood, inhaled vigorously, and adjusted more than half of it in one gulp. After a few seconds, he spit out the smoke. After more than ten seconds, the smoke was thick. Enveloping him, it feels a bit like a dream.

High police rank also lit a cigarette, "Let's talk about your kung fu, you seem to have a powerful kung fu all of a sudden, don't you?"

"You think so," Han Zhenyang became alert, but his expression and tone were quite casual, as if he didn't bother to answer this question.

"I'm asking you."

Han Zhenyang asked indifferently: "Didn't I answer it?" He flicked off the ash, "Ask something valuable, this kind of question is a waste of time, anyway, you have already decided that I made it out of thin air, and you still ask me do what?"

"I'm just curious about how you practiced your kung fu. According to some old boxers, you should have reached the realm of supernatural powers, right?"

"Psychic?" A hint of curiosity flashed in Han Zhenyang's eyes, and he sat up straight, "This statement is a bit strange. I heard my master say it a few times, but he is also guessing, and he is not sure. Do you have more detailed information? "

"No, I've heard it too."

"Oh, I thought there was nothing in this world that you don't know," Han Zhenyang sarcastically said, and continued to smoke, "You don't know, and I don't know." However, here is a meal , "But I can talk about my feelings. I do have some mysterious feelings at some times. For example, when I was angry just now, I noticed two people outside the door."

"Really?" The high police officer shook his head, and the young man who had been on guard quickly walked to the door and opened the door. There were indeed two people standing outside the door, He Qianjun and He Yurong.

Of course, Han Zhenyang had seen his mother and cousin a long time ago, but just now was a good opportunity to push the unexplainable things in himself to kung fu as much as possible. Anyway, the mystery of kung fu is already strong enough, so he doesn't care about it. point.The most important thing is that there is no way to scientifically verify kung fu, especially when it comes to qigong and other mythical content, even the most brilliant scientists are helpless.

In this way, no matter what the higher-ups think, there is no excuse to continue the investigation. Even if you want to study qigong or related subjects, you don’t necessarily have to find Han Zhenyang. A real qigong master is not a fake master who deceives people.

A drop of water cannot be evaporated only in the sea; a grain of sand can only hide in the desert.

What Han Zhenyang is doing now is to disguise himself as a grain of sand, and then get into the desert, so as to avoid the prying eyes of some people.

So he stood up pretending to be surprised, "Why are you here?"

He Qianjun smiled and beckoned, first greeted the high police officer, then nodded to Xue Xiaoyan, then looked Han Zhenyang up and down, and finally glanced at the solid wood desk that was split in two on the ground, as if pointing He asked, "Brother, are you all right?"

"Okay," Han Zhenyang smiled, then turned to look at the high police rank.

Seeing He Yurong congratulating Qianjun's aunt and nephew, the high police officer gave a wry smile, knowing that this investigation is over. Although their MSS is awesome and his police rank is not low, they still can't offend the He family, unless the He family commits crimes. Committing crimes such as collaborating with the enemy, treason and endangering national security, otherwise let alone MSS, even the General Staff would not dare to do anything.

The most important point is that the He family has a high reputation, not only for the older generation, but also for the new generation. Facing such a family with a good reputation and real power, few people dare to confront it head-on.

Therefore, the high-ranking policeman Chao Han Zhenyang smiled and said: "Comrade Xiao Han, let's stop here for today's investigation. If there is any situation, please contact me in time, call me directly, or send a message through Xiao Xue."

Han Zhenyang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and nodded with a smile, "I will."

"That's good. I still have something to do. I have to go to the Municipal Bureau to deal with it. I'll see you later," the police officer Gao said to Xue Xiaoyan, "Xiao Xue, you stay here and help Comrade Xiao Han with work matters. After all, you just entered the industry, so you should take him with you."

"Yes, Minister," Xue Xiaoyan snapped vigorously, saluted, watched the high-ranking minister leave, and then breathed a sigh of relief, then sweetly called He Yurong "Aunt Yu".

He Yurong looked at Xue Xiaoyan with a smile, "Yan girl is beautiful again."

"Why?" Xue Xiaoyan showed a rare shy expression, glanced at Han Zhenyang secretly and then asked nonchalantly, "Aunt Yu, why are you here?"

"Oh, he made such a big commotion, I don't feel at ease if I don't come to see him, this kid is fine in everything, but he is restless, and everyone can't control it."

"Hee hee, quickly find him a wife who can tie him at home."

"It's not thinking about it."

Han Zhenyang couldn't take it anymore, he walked over bravely, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

"It's good that you're fine, have you eaten yet?" He Yurong still had a graceful and peaceful appearance, neither in a hurry nor impatient, and his tone of voice was always so soft.

He Qianjun smiled and said, "Brother, let's go, I've booked a hotel, how can I live here every day?"

Cousin and mother came, so Han Zhenyang naturally wouldn’t entertain them at the resident. The food at the resident was of average standard, with only one feature—large portion, delicious or something, it’s not really worth mentioning, it’s not as good as some factories or The food is good, after all, it is a small stronghold in a small county, so there is not much to pay attention to.

But as soon as he went out, he saw Wang Xiaoyao rushing towards him with disheveled hair, and he let out a sigh of relief when he saw Han Zhenyang, "It's good that you are fine, I dreamed that the investigation team will hand you over to a military court," he said while stretching out his hand Touched Han Zhenyang's forehead, "Your complexion is not good, are you okay?"

His mother, cousin, and Xue Xiaoyan, the former blind date, were watching. Han Zhenyang was so embarrassed, he could feel the playful expressions on the faces of his mother and cousin without using supernatural powers.But seeing Wang Xiaoyao's appearance that he was the only one in her eyes, she felt sweet in her heart, coughed and gently grabbed her little hand, and said in a low voice: "I'm fine, cough cough, but let's say hello to them first, "He said and pointed to the mother beside him.

Wang Xiaoyao was taken aback, rubbed his eyes, as if he just woke up from sleep, and murmured: "Aunt Yu?" dead" or something like that.

When Wang Xiaoyao ran away, He Qianjun laughed exaggeratedly.

He Yurong smiled and said, "Watching this girl grow up, it's the first time I've seen her like this," saying while looking at Han Zhenyang with a half-smile.

Han Zhenyang scratched his head in embarrassment, "She didn't close her eyes for two days and two nights, she just fell asleep and didn't sleep well, she's confused, I'll go and see her," he said, hurriedly chasing her back to the temporary dormitory.

Entering the dormitory, I saw Wang Xiaoyao hurriedly combing his hair, washing his face, changing his clothes and putting on makeup. Seeing him coming in, he blamed him with shame and indignation: "Why didn't you remind me to make me make such a big ugly face in front of Aunt Yu..."

"It's okay, she won't blame you," Han Zhenyang walked over to Wang Xiaoyao's back, picked up a comb to help her comb her hair, and said softly, "You haven't slept for two days, why don't you sleep a little longer? "

"How can I do that? Aunt Yu has come all the way. What's the matter with me hiding in the dormitory and sleeping?" Wang Xiaoyao pursed her mouth unwillingly, but yawned involuntarily.

Han Zhenyang was a little distressed, but also thought it was funny, so he couldn't help pinching her face, "I'll explain it for you, she will understand."

"Hmph, I think you want to be alone with Xue Xiaoyan?" Wang Xiaoyao suddenly snorted, "I heard that her family is planning to match you two!"

(End of this chapter)