Although Xing Jun and Baili Mengyan both found a little clue at the same time, they were a bit scattered and could not piece together the complete truth for a while. After saying goodbye to Xing Jun who had left in advance, Lin Yingkong and Feng Rong did not go back to Sansang Academy directly. Instead, they found a place to sit down on the street where the handmade chocolate shop was located, and ordered some things as afternoon tea. It looked like a passenger who was out for a walk. They were half focused on the surroundings and talked with the store owner for a moment.

But half an hour later, both of them had to admit that there were too many living creatures living and moving in this place, and the order was not strict. It was a bit like the urban-rural fringe of human cities. It looked suspicious, but everyone was also unsuspected.

Lin Yingkong also went out for a walk, and after coming back, he said with a little optimism: "The traffic here is too large, and no one will pay attention to the appearance of a new face. Even if you can tell who uses the magic technique, you will not say it easily."

After all, the magic technique that dares to go out must be clever. People who need to use this technique to conceal their appearance are either special or extremely vicious. Who dares to gossip and cause trouble? Moreover, Xing Jun is definitely not inferior to the Ling Security Bureau in digging out intelligence, and he does not have much useful information... After a moment of silence, Lin Yingkong asked tentatively: "Minister, why don't we... go and find Mr. Baili?"

The sugar water they ordered was just delivered. Feng Rong lowered his head and scalded a spoon with tea. When doing these small daily tasks, his movements were not as reckless as he was at work, but were calm and slow, and even elegant and natural, mixed with a kind of beauty full of power. Lin Yingkong looked at his movements and was almost confused by him to forget all the original topic. But in a blink of an eye, the voice of the minister was poured on his head like a basin of cold water, "I bring you here, not waiting for you to find foreign aid for me."

Lin Yingkong was stunned, "I..." This tone belonged to the colder and harder minister before. He did not like to judge, but would speak harshly to his subordinates who valued - just those who valued him.

Sure enough, Feng Rong quickly realized that he was inappropriate when he was speaking, put the spoon in the bowl in front of Lin Yingkong and whispered: "Sorry."

Lin Yingkong pretended not to observe his low-pressure aura and continued: "When he saw Mr. Baili in the afternoon, he was a little hurried back and forth, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave the Yaodu. Since he would give us this address, it proves that he must have heard something key. Otherwise, I would call him to make an appointment and we will have an interview with him?" Lin Yingkong looked worried, as if he was really doing his best for the word clue. His demeanor was flawless, but he stepped on the bottom line of Fengrong in every sentence - yes, he just had to step down. After stepping on this bottom line, he drew it again and marked it with Lin Yingkong's name!

Feng Rong couldn't help frowning, and seemed to feel that he shouldn't have shown an obvious look. He suppressed it in a flash, "Forget it."

The Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department, who acted strongly, would always hesitate when it came to Baili Mengyan. Even if Feng Rong had long said that his evil relationship with him had ended, there was no big change. Lin Yingkong saw it in his eyes and almost wanted to shake his collar and ask the dark leopard that looked down at the top of all living beings in the Three Realms and Four Sects, who were afraid of Baili Mengyan, so afraid that he would not even dare to see him?

"Meng Yan is not the kind of person who can keep it in hiding, nor does he look for me specifically... since he said nothing, it proves that he was just like Xing Jun investigated, and he just heard them mention my name." Feng Rong analyzed, his tone and expression at this time had calmed down, without any flaws.

After Feng Rong slapped the topic toughly, the two of them silently got a depressing afternoon tea, and then went to the handmade chocolate shop for a walk. They couldn't find out anything, so they asked some departments of Ling Law Enforcement to send their officers to watch them, so they went back to Sansang Academy first.

It was already late at night when I returned home. The summer sunset was still warm and rolling across the ground. I could feel the heat in my feet wearing shoes. Lin Yingkong and Feng Rong didn't get a taxi for a while, so they simply walked out along the street and finally stopped at a bus station with a more arranged arrangement in line with the aesthetics of the demon race. Let's see if they could take the bus back directly.

The peak period for home return has passed, and the air is falling on the platform. The two of them are standing side by side, dragging their shadows out long, regardless of you and me. Lin Yingkong stared at the ground for a while, and suddenly said, "Minister, can you tell me about you and him?"

"…what?" Feng Rong thought he had heard it wrong.

"I want to know about you and Mr. Baili," Lin Yingkong smiled, smiling gently and naturally, as if he was just talking nonsense, "I have heard you mention some of them occasionally, but I haven't heard the full version."

Feng Rong seemed to be stabbed by the sunset that was slanted in. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and the warm yellow sunlight broke on her eyelids. "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"I just want to know," Lin Yingkong said, pausing, and repeating, "I want to know about you and him."

"Not anything worth boasting about," Feng Rong did not flatly refuse, but just stated: "What's good about it?"

Lin Yingkong turned his head to look at him. His dark pupils were filled with unknown emotions, as if they were tender and sighing, "It was too late when I met the minister. I always feel a little regretful if I missed your previous life."

Feng Rong was slightly stunned, then shook his head, "It may not be a bad thing if you don't participate. You will never imagine how embarrassed I was in the past." When Lin Yingkong met him, it was the beginning of his brilliant life. I'm afraid even Lin Yingkong had to admit how many times he had seen a frustrated and depressed dark leopard in recent years?

The dark leopard in Lin Yingkong's memory is indeed Fenghua and full of energy, but it is precisely this that he is even more unwilling to accept it. A wealthy couple flew together, so how could they share the love of hardships and hardships?

"I can't imagine it, but what does it matter?" Lin Yingkong smiled, "You used to be fine, but now you are all the ones I know."

"So what else do you want to do?" Feng Rong said casually.

Lin Yingkong collapsed slightly and felt very disappointed, "Can you really not say it?"

"I don't want to say it now. Let me tell you if I have the chance." Feng Rong slightly closed his eyes that were pricked by the sun, and then slowly opened them. The pair of phoenix eyes blocked by the warm sun will always be sharp and not soft, not as cold and violent as Baili Mengyan. "Sometimes, I actually don't like to recall the past."

The bus in the distance slowly drove towards the platform. Lin Yingkong on the platform pursed his lips and whispered: "Where is the name?"

"Hmm?" The seal of the bus, who raised his eyes and identified the number of buses, responded to a single tone.

Lin Yingkong said slowly: "If you have the chance... will the Minister tell me your real name?"

Feng Rong was really stunned this time. Since his mother passed away, only Lin Yingkong in this world knew that the name Dark Port was just a code name, and the real name could only be known to the closest people. When Feng Rong used to like Baili Mengyan, Baili Mengyan never despised to know his private affairs and past. Now he doesn't like Baili Mengyan, so he has no chance to tell him, as a half-brother. Now Lin Yingkong is indeed the closest to him, but Feng Rong didn't expect him to suddenly raise such a question.

"Isn't it possible?" Lin Yingkong understood his silence as rejection, his face dimmed from his eyes, and the slender shadows couldn't help but sway.

"It's not that it's impossible, it's just not suitable," the bus was approaching, and Feng Rong said helplessly: "Apart from parents, sisters, only my lover can know my real name." And he must set an unsolvable marriage contract according to the rules of the supernatural community, otherwise he would have told him about it when he liked Baili Mengyan and was so intoxicated that he had long since told him.

Feng Rong originally thought that he would be more depressed if he said this, but he didn't expect that after Lin Yingkong heard this, he immediately lit up his lips and smiled and felt refreshed. He also reached out and pulled him on the bus and stuffed change. After finding a seat to sit down, he whispered with longing: "I really hope that one day I will know the minister's name..."

Feng Rong looked at his smiling face and suddenly realized that he couldn't understand his assistant. The tenderness in his eyes was so gentle that it made people feel panic.

Meanwhile, Sansang Academy, the edge of the square.

Yan Mi bought two glasses of corn juice at the stall. After thinking about it, he realized that he had forgotten to buy Ding Youlan's portion, so he added another portion. After paying the money with one hand and holding the things with the other, he bit the straw and turned around in the crowd to look for the traces of E Jingbai and Ding Youlan. As he looked at it, his eyes suddenly widened slightly and subconsciously crawled into the crowd.

Before he walked twenty meters, his shoulder was pressed down, and a familiar cold voice came from behind: "Didn't you tell me not to walk around?"

Yan Mi turned around and saw E Jingbai's face that was as expressionless as him. He subconsciously wanted to find his phone, but he gave up this action because of the corn juice on his hand and said slowly: "It's not running around. I saw a person who looks like me, so I wanted to get closer and take a look."

E Jingbai, who was helping to take two glasses of corn juice, was stunned. He used involuntarily to use force between his fingers. The plastic cup immediately became flat and filled with juice from his hand, "...Did you see clearly?"

Yan Mi took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped his hands slowly, and seemed to be unable to understand his excitement. "It shouldn't be a mistake. It looks like a strange thing?"

It is not strange that people are similar. What is strange is how can people who look like Yan Mi here?! E Jingbai's expression became very serious. In the online suicide case, the "Little Yan" who was exactly the same as Yan Mi. It was so scared that everyone in the field team of the General Office thought that Yan Mi was so powerful that she could pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger to hide it. Afterwards, E Jingbai did not inform Yan Mi of this matter. First, the case needs to be kept confidential, and second, he did not think that Yan Mi, who was not pretending to be in trouble, could provide any useful clues.

"What's wrong with Brother Jingbai?" Ding Youlan, who followed slowly, asked strangely when he and Yan Mi looked at each other and didn't say anything.

E Jingbai turned his head and looked at him, slowly said two words silently with his mouth: "Luo Cheng."
Chapter completed!