For the minister who pursues efficiency and sense of responsibility in the work, he is very disgusted with Long Qiqi's intentional interference with normal working procedures. Last time, when Long Qiqi protected Jin Shikai, a senior military leader in the human world, he actually exposed their identity during the mission. This is already a taboo of banning the country.

In fact, Feng Rong had a bad temper, otherwise he would not have been full of hostility, and so many people would not have been discouraged at him. So Long Qiqi sat in the reception room with anticipation and waited for Feng Rong when he saw his cold eyes and sharp appearance, which formed a sharp contrast with Lin Yingkong who was smiling behind him.

Even Long Qiqi, who thought she was used to countless big scenes, couldn't help but froze. She watched Feng Rong sit opposite her, but she didn't remember the originally preset scene of saying hello.

Feng Rong didn't say much to her, and said in a cold tone: "Tell me."

Long Qiqi was a little confused, "Say, what are you talking about?"

Without taking action, you can see that your love rival was defeated. Lin Yingkong was so happy in his heart, but he still kept a perfect smile on his face, as if he had not noticed his minister's rudeness to Long Qiqi, "Miss Long, it should be yours who asked us to meet our minister. If you are here to provide clues, we are very welcome, but if you are just here to enjoy us..."

He didn't continue to say it, leaving a perfect blank space in his words, which made people feel a little chill.

Long Qiqi's expression changed again after scrubbing.

Long Qiqi's identity is not as high as the Demonic Spirit. The demon clan is a ruling class in the Eastern Demon Realm, and the status of the demon prince is not light. But if the Dragon Clan was placed ten thousand years ago, it might be a race that everyone avoided its edge. However, in this era, the Dragon Clan has declined. At most, even one of the overlords among the sea clans of the Demon Realm, the mermaid clan who came from later often slap the table and challenged them, so let alone Feng Rong, even Lin Yingkong, who has another identity as the youngest son of the Rotary King, does not need to be respectful to Long Qiqi.

However, on the other hand, people always have a more tolerant attitude towards women. Long Qiqi is not only a little princess of the Dragon Clan, but also a beautiful girl with good looks, but also a famous young actress in the entertainment industry. Ordinary people will praise her a few words when they see her. Didn’t you see Mo Jiayi cooperate with her to fry her at the concert for a few minutes? Long Qiqi hasn’t tried the taste of hitting a wall for a long time, and she even touched her two!

Long Qiqi originally planned to talk to Feng Rong alone and it would be better to have a meal together, but her face looked ugly at this moment, and she couldn't even hold up her usual image as a little white flower. "I..."

She acted hesitantly, and Feng Rong frowned immediately, "It seems that Miss Long doesn't plan to have a good talk with me, so let's go to the interrogation room to talk again."

"Wait!" Long Qiqi could see that Feng Rong was not joking, and said hurriedly: "Just talk here, I'm really here to provide clues. Minister An, you have to believe me!"

Feng Rong put away his actions to stand up, tap his chin and said, "Say."

I didn't even want to talk to her about the word "One"? Long Qiqi was choking, but why couldn't the stone I carried really hit her feet? She could only bite the bullet and said, "I'm here to provide clues about the single case of Senior Mo Jiayi. I think there is one person who might be the murderer."

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong looked at each other at the same time.

Lin Yingkong understood and asked Long Qiqi: "Why is Miss Long convenient for specific talk about his case?"

Long Qiqi shook her head, "No, two items, including Wen Ying's death, I suspect it was made by the same person."

Lin Yingkong remained silent, "It seems that Miss Long has received the news."

Long Qiqi put his broken hair behind his head, "Walking outside, you must be more informed... What I want to say is that the murderer may be Wen Ying's fellow brother Chen Peng!"

She seemed to be too sure, and Lin Yingkong stared at her calmly, "Do you have relevant evidence?"

"Chen Peng came to the backstage of the concert that day." Long Qiqi said.

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong were both slightly stunned. The former looked in his direction, and Lin Yingkong immediately shook his head.

They had been on the list of concerts, but Chen Peng was not on the list, so the field team of the General Office did not find him. However, after Wen Ying's body was found, Zhu Mengtian and the others had talked to him for a few words. He said that he had been reading scripts at home these days and basically hadn't gone out. Although Chen Peng himself lives in City K, he is too far from the performing arts center. It is impossible for him to have a full meal and take a walk there, right?!

Long Qiqi could roughly guess what they were communicating with and continued: "Actually, I brought Chen Peng in."

Lin Yingkong was a little surprised, "The reason is..."

"He said he was passing by and wanted to come in and say hello to Senior Mo Jiayi and send a blessing. I took him to scan his face. I didn't meet anyone on the road at that time, but there were many artists coming and going that night, and the security guards who released the show probably didn't remember this," Long Qiqi seemed very frank, "After entering, we separated. I saw him go to Senior Mo Jiayi's dressing room. It was Ni Caiyin who was using it at that time. I thought he would go in and wait for someone, but the concert was over. I asked Senior Mo Jiayi, and he said he had never seen Chen Peng, and Chen Peng had long disappeared."

Feng Rong then spoke coldly: "This can only show that Chen Peng has met Ni Caiyin, which is not conclusive evidence."

Long Qiqi glanced at him and added: "I didn't think too much at that time, but afterwards I remembered what he said was a very strange thing."

Feng Rong's eyelids didn't move, only Lin Yingkong expressed his willingness to hear the details.

Long Qiqi almost bit her teeth at Feng Rong, who was unable to get into the oil and salt, but after all this was said, she could only say it with a slight gut: "I asked Wen Ying why she didn't come, Chen Peng smiled and said--"

"'Who knows, maybe it won't come in the future'."

After sending Long Qiqi away, Lin Yingkong returned to the reception room, and Feng Rong was still sitting there, as if he was thinking about something.

"Minister." Lin Yingkong called him.

Feng Rong raised her head, her eyes clear, "Do you think she is telling the truth or lies?"

Lin Yingkong thought for a while, "It doesn't seem to be fake, but it doesn't seem to be said. This matter probably has nothing to do with her. She knows some relevant clues, but she doesn't intend to tell us."

Perhaps Long Qiqi wanted to take this evidence to get in touch with Feng Rong, but Feng Rong didn't give her this opportunity, so she simply detained it and stopped talking.

Feng Rong didn't care too much about missing the evidence. In his opinion, Long Qiqi probably had no key evidence, otherwise he would not have had the ability to resist just now under the suppression of him and Lin Yingkong, one of whom was blushing and the other of whom was blushing, because Long Qiqi had no bargaining chips in his hands, so he naturally had no confidence.

"What should Chen Peng do?" Lin Yingkong asked.

Feng Rong recalled the information about this artist and confirmed that he was just an ordinary person. He said, "Let Meng Tian and the others go and check it out to see if he has any connection with the two cases."

Compared to the same group members who were busy playing guest-starring police officers to investigate the case, E Jingbai's current state is considered leisurely, because Feng Rong gave him half a day off and told him not to appear in the headquarters building no matter what.

In fact, E Jingbai knew that Feng Rong meant to let him visit Yan Mi, but he was a little discouraged and could only stay in the dormitory of the headquarters community, lying in a daze.

Before he met Yan Mi, he spent most of his time except for work. Unless he was forced to go out to play by Fei Rong and the others, his life would be nothing more than work and daze.

After meeting Yan Mi, he seemed to have experienced the work and life of a normal person. He had no hope of working overtime to fill every day's thoughts. He naturally discussed where to relax during the holidays. He occasionally went to K Jiaotong University to sit behind the large classroom and listened to Yan Mi's class. In his office, he discussed the historical events written in textbooks with Yan Mi with a living history qualification...

If Yan Mi became a normal person because of him, why wouldn’t his life be pulled on the right track by Yan Mi?

But the more Yan Mi can change everything about him, the more he wants to avoid him.

E Jingbai was lying on the bed, listening to the Pikachu clock hanging on the wall ticking, and the handmade wind chimes on the bay window were blown by the wind, making a crisp sound.

It's really different.

His house used to be as quiet as a tomb of death, which was suitable for a zombie to survive, but now it is full of warmth and vitality, which are all brought by Yan Mi.

E Jingbai suddenly turned over, changed his clothes, and walked to K Jiaotong University.

Today is Monday, and he remembers Yan Mi's class schedule. This morning it was full, and he could even memorize the classroom number.

E Jingbai sneaked into the large staircase classroom in class and sat in the last row. This was a big class, with four or five history classes attending together. With Yan Mi's popularity, there were many students from other departments coming to listen. The heads were dense. Even if they were standing on the podium, Yan Mi had to spend some time scanning the heads of the audience.

E Jingbai lowered his head, his eyes wandered on Yan Mi, and then paused on the bandage on his arm for a few seconds.

Not long after class was started, Yan Mi was playing PTT. A bold female student asked him with concern why he was injured.

Yan Mi glanced at the wound coldly and said, "It fell."

He was talking lies with his eyes open, but everyone believed it. Suddenly, a group of people said with distress that the teacher, Momoda, got up early.

This was the case before. Perhaps college students who have not left society always maintain their innocence and simplicity. They rarely seem to be afraid of Yan Mi's aura of being unaware of the stranger. Although they dare not look close alone, they still talk to him in class. When Yan Mi is in a good mood, they just say a few words, but they don't say anything when they are in a bad mood. However, the students still think he is cool.

E Jingbai looked at this scene that was no different from before and fell into deep confusion.

Maybe Yan Mi's life will not have much impact on him or not...

I don’t know if his eyes stayed for too long, but Yan Mi’s gaze suddenly passed over the crowd and looked at him accurately.

"Ask a question in class," Yan Mi's voice was cold, "the boy in the last row in white shirt."
Chapter completed!