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Chapter 214 Song Yi
After Noda Hao said goodbye and left, KIKO came over and exchanged WeChat messages with Qin Feng.

"Why do you only add WeChat with Lao Qin, why not both of us?" Tang Ren asked KIKO.

KIKO glanced at Zhang Jin: "I have already added WeChat with him."

"Then why don't you add WeChat to me?" Tang Ren asked again.

"I don't add WeChat to anyone other than [-] on the Crimaster ranking list."

Tang Ren pointed to Zhang Jin: "What about him? Isn't he ranked 1999 on the PPT?"

"He paid for it," KIKO explained.

"I can pay too!"

"Sorry, I won't add you even if you pay." KIKO finished speaking, took out a new lollipop, tore off the wrapping paper, put it in his mouth, turned around and left without looking back.

"Damn! What does she mean? She won't even add me on WeChat even if I pay for it?" Tang Ren shouted at KIKO's back in displeasure, "Xiao Lanfa, let me tell you, if you don't add me, the number one detective in Chinatown is yours." Loss! You will never meet a handsome guy like me a few times in your life!"

KIKO raised his right hand and raised his middle finger behind him.

The three walked out of the Kitchen King Temple in the last batch.

"The waist is so big, where are we going to find that 500 million?" Tang Ren asked as he put on his pair of $ glasses.

Qin Feng asked: "He is Chinese, where do Chinese who come to New York want to make a living?"

"Chinatown!"

"Damn, old Zhang, can you stop stealing my lines!"

The three of them soon came to the employment agency in Chinatown. After a battle of wits and courage with the female person in charge, Qin Feng finally got the book that recorded Song Yi's job search, and read all of them as quickly as possible.

After leaving the employment agency, Tang Ren couldn't help asking: "How about it, can you find the 500 million? Don't let the 500 million that was delivered to your mouth fly away!"

"Don't worry, I can't fly." Zhang Jin said.

"You care about 500 million, I only care about why he killed people." After Qin Feng finished speaking, he picked up the chalk that came along with him from the employment agency and started counting on the ground.

"Lao Zhang, what is Lao Qin doing?" Tang Ren asked suspiciously.

"He is using the Manhattan measurement method to calculate Song Yi's residence." Zhang Jin explained.

"Is this measuring method really useful? If it doesn't work, let's rely on my dragon-finding ruler!" Tang Ren expressed doubts.

Zhang Jin said, "I think it's at least a little more reliable than your dragon-finding ruler."

"You underestimate the dragon-seeking ruler left by your ancestors so much?"

"No, I just underestimated you. In addition, to correct one point, the Xunlong ruler was not left by the ancestors at all, but it was passed down from the West." Zhang Jin said speechlessly.

He has checked the information about the Xunlong ruler. There is no record of this thing in the ancient Fengshui books. Almost most of the tools mentioned are compasses.The prototype is the divination rod of the [-]th and [-]th centuries in the West. Europeans can not only use it for divination but also for prospecting.

After it was officially introduced into China in the 80s, it first entered Taiwan's Feng Shui circle and was used in a small area, and named it Xunlong ruler to improve the style of this thing.After all, the higher the standard, the more people will believe it.

Later, after various feng shui masters added fuel and hype, they even wrote a historical biography for Xunlong ruler out of nothing, and gradually expanded its influence with the development of a certain treasure online shopping.

Tang Ren retorted unconvinced: "Nonsense, how could the Xunlong ruler come from abroad! I still have information, it says that the Xunlong ruler came from Yang Gong Yang Junsong, a famous Fengshui master in the Tang Dynasty!"

"Did you buy your Xunlong ruler online?" Zhang Jin asked.

"How do you know?" Tang Ren was stunned.

"Businessmen do everything to sell goods. Do you believe in such fake historical materials?"

"The Xunlong ruler I bought for 9 yuan and 8 free shipping, how could it be fake!" Tang Ren acted as if he didn't listen to me.

Looking at the rascal Tang Ren, Zhang Jin didn't bother to say anything, but quietly waited for Qin Feng to complete his calculation.

Although he knew that Song Yi lived in Brooklyn, he didn't know the exact location, so he had to rely on Qin Feng to lead the way.

As Qin Feng wrote a bunch of calculation formulas on the ground, more and more passers-by were watching. Performance art on the streets of New York is quite attractive.

"Found it!" Qin Feng suddenly stood up.

Ten minutes later, the three of them drove to a street in Brooklyn and walked into an unattractive stairway.

Walking in the corridor full of hip-hop-style street paintings, Tang Ren was very excited about the upcoming 500 million!

Zhang Jin followed behind the two, took out his mobile phone and looked at Song Yi's reply in Crimaster, thinking that since you are not willing to cooperate, then I can only show you my methods!
"Sliced...sliced...cut into cubes...what staple food do you want..."

A burst of Mandarin with a Tangshan accent came out of the classroom, which immediately attracted the attention of the three of them.

Qin Feng, Tang Ren and Zhang Jin leaned on the window and looked in, and saw Song Yi was standing in front of the blackboard giving Chinese lessons to a group of foreigners.

On the round table with a red tablecloth next to it were tableware from various Chinese restaurants. It could be seen that Song Yi was teaching some basic expressions for serving as a waiter in a Chinese restaurant.

After observing for a while, Qin Feng realized that he was wrong, Song Yi was not left-handed.

He turned to Zhang Jin and said, "It seems that what you said before is correct, he is not the murderer."

Zhang Jin reached out and held down Tang Ren who was about to go in and arrest him: "Wait, don't mess around, the students inside have guns!"

"Have a gun? How do you know?" Tang Ren asked in confusion, but before Zhang Jin could answer, he asked himself and answered, "I see, you must want to snatch 500 million before me, and split the money like this." Then you can get more points, right! Don't even think about it!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Ren retracted his hands, turned around and escaped from Zhang Jin's grasp, strode to the door, opened the door and rushed into the classroom.

Zhang Jin looked at the shirt full of dollars in his hand, and looked at Qin Feng very speechlessly.

The two hurried towards the door of the classroom. When they arrived at the door of the classroom, Tang Ren was already punching and kicking Song Yi, and kept muttering: "...If you still kill people, kill them... Shred, slice, and cube, you!"

Click!

After reacting, the students in the classroom took out all kinds of pistols and aimed at Tang Ren.

Tang Ren stared at this scene dumbfounded, and immediately raised his hands in fright, while looking at the door for help!
Zhang Jin and Qin Feng walked in quickly, Qin Feng nervously explained Tang Ren's actions to everyone in English, while Zhang Jin went to help Song Yi on the ground, and whispered in each other's ears: "Hello, I am 1999 .”

After Song Yi heard this, the angry expression on his face turned into surprise, and his eyes fell on Zhang Jin's faint smile.

At this time, Qin Feng had already pulled Tang Ren to the door of the classroom, and waved desperately at Zhang Jin who was still inside, beckoning him to come out quickly.

"As long as you cooperate with me, we can all achieve our goals. By the way, I would like to remind you that Lu Guofu will bring people to arrest you later. If you think clearly about cooperating with me, I will wait for you in the toilet." After Zhang Jin finished speaking, After pulling up Song Yi, he turned and walked towards the door.

Song Yi wiped his nosebleed with a serious expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)