Chapter Nineteenth Li Tongtong

  On the other hand, something else is happening.

  It may not seem important, but... it's changing something.

  The United States of America

  In a small cottage next to the banker's villa.

  The maid is reporting some information to certain people through a satellite encrypted phone.

  On the other end of the phone was an underground office in the Midwest of the United States. Many people here had not seen sunlight for several years.

  It's not that they are being held captive, but rather there is too much work to be done and many people have to choose between abandoning their families and businesses. When they get tired, they sleep for a while in the rest room, then... continue working.

  At this time, a man in a suit, wearing a white shirt, with a beer belly, and a dog tag around his neck, was biting into a doughnut while listening to the information on the phone in stunned silence.

  "What? You're saying... a Tianchao person who just arrived at your place less than a few minutes ago, took one look and figured out you're one of us? And knew his secret? And found the camera? And... taught him to put his bets on the two-party election?!...... Wait, wait, I'll take this call."

  He picked up another phone and answered it for about three minutes.

  His whole face turned green.

  He slammed down the phone and couldn't help but shout loudly: "Damn it! What do you take our years of hard work for?! Bastard!"

  He took a deep breath, picked up the phone again and said: "You... can consider coming back... Yes, yes, no need to do undercover work anymore... You ask me why? What else could it be?! A rich man suddenly understands how to spend money to make everyone comfortable, we naturally can't move him! Our country is like that... Oh right, send back the information about that Tian Chao man from before.

  A few minutes later, a large string of data appeared on his computer screen and was directly pushed to several small offices nearby.

  In just half an hour, all of Xiaofeng's materials were displayed on the main screen in the hall.

  That beer-bellied man stared blankly at the screen.

  Some... can't believe it.

  "What? Is this really a man? He looks... he's actually a man?! Previously, he was just an ordinary white-collar worker, and then... wait, is he still a prisoner?! A prisoner who can run thousands of miles away and destroy our years of planning in the blink of an eye?! This..."

  He blinked twice and the beer belly turned over his eyes and sighed: "Shit! It would be great if we had such a prisoner!"

  ……

  Finally all text.

  Xiao Feng picked up the file again.

  Turning over several pages, I found that there was a name on each of them.

  Li Tongtong

  This is a name that no one will forget once they know him.

  I thought this person named Li Tongtong would think about others introducing the origin of their name.

  "Making money is hard!"

  This is what he says most often.

  Some people's love of money is cultivated later in life, but he was born with it.

  This has to do with his parents.

  Gluttonous and lazy, borrowing money countless times.

  But with great creditworthiness, every time they would tell others: "Don't worry, we will definitely pay back all the money we borrowed from you!"

  In the end, they really couldn't exchange it, so they made an effort and had a child.

  Name it 'Tongtong'.

  Li Tongtong is a person who loves to make jokes. Not only does he joke about his own name, but he also often tells jokes.

  But he always tells jokes for others to laugh at, yet no one has ever told him a joke.

  Because of this... nobody dares to joke with him.

  At the age of thirty-five, by today's standards, he is in his prime, but he has an air of old-fashionedness and likes to be called "Tong Ye".

  Neither fat nor thin, with flesh all over the body.

  Having money and power, but no decent job.

  Or... nobody knows what he does.

  He had only one very strange 'Certificate of Service'.

  But his name would appear on the desk of all high-ranking officials in this city, with a red seal printed on it, marked "Top Secret".

  He never does anything and just likes to accompany 'strangers' in and out of some places, as if his main job is playing.

  Especially some foreigners.

  But this kind of "play" comes with a price. Some people play and nothing happens, while others play and then never see that person again.

  The more you can't see through it, the more frightening it is.

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow and asked, "Director, who exactly is this Li Tongtong? I've never heard of him before. Why are you so worried?"

  The director let out a wry smile, looked around and then said: "Do you know that in our heavenly dynasty, there is a very small department called... 'Ghost'?"

  Xiao Feng's eyes twitched slightly, but he remained expressionless and asked, "Yōu Guǐ? Never heard of it, what does it do?"

  The director said: "What's going on... nobody knows, nobody knows what kind of people are inside... but according to rumors, that Li Tongtong is a ghost."

  Xiao Feng asked: "Is this... a warning not to move?"

  The director smiled awkwardly and said, "This... isn't something that can't be done, it's just that no one has ever done it before, so we don't know what will happen afterwards. If you want to try... haha, to be honest, if any problems arise later on, I really won't be able to help you deal with them."

  A leader is not necessarily the person who can do things best in a group, but must be the one who can take the most blame.

  This director, from his sister Can Yue's description, is not difficult to see that he is very good at being a scapegoat, and has even made it into an art form.

  Now, even people like this are saying they can't help Xiaofeng deal with the aftermath, which in itself shows that the problem is very serious.

  Everyone wants to catch a big fish from this case.

  Because... in any industry, there will always be a coexistence of 'very busy people' and 'very idle people'.

  Most people see that kind of idle person, as for those busy ones, if they saw it, then it means they are not ordinary people.

  Especially detectives.

  Detectives or their superiors dream of cracking a big case, which can lead to promotion and salary increase, as well as a long vacation.

  This is what they have been longing for.

  As for the police who are generally less trusted by ordinary people...

  All that can be said is that the nature of work for 'armed police guards' and 'security guards' is roughly the same, and their attire is also roughly the same. However, just from their posture, it's easy to tell them apart.

  A hat is as a hat does, but few fit the head that wears it.

  Another one can stand still on a four-hour mark, if it really moves, three or four strong men can't get close to it.

  Every industry has such an extreme gap.

  Take this director as an example, he himself doesn't even know how many years his previous 'cadre leave' has been postponed.

  He wanted to crack the big case and had already put all his hopes on Xiaofeng, but when he saw the name Li Tongtong, he was intimidated.

  Xiao Feng curled up her lips and smiled: "Anyway, it's better to catch the person first?"

  Li Tongtong was taken to the police station in the afternoon.

  That lineup is... somewhat intimidating.

  A row of seven black sedans, with a large group of people in black clothes piling out, making it look like the President's motorcade from an American movie.

  The director first walked up to a young man, smiled awkwardly and said: "But it's just coming to answer two questions, no need for such a big show? You should know that 'gathering crowds' in our heavenly dynasty has never been considered a good thing.

  The young man laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, those are all friends. The more you socialize, the more foxes and dogs you'll have, but that doesn't mean it's a crime to have many friends in front of the big boss, does it?"

  The director chuckled twice and couldn't continue speaking, so he just beckoned the young man to go inside.

  Just then, Xiaofeng, who had been searching through files and making phone calls nonstop with Can Yue since returning to the police station, walked out of the records room.

  He held a stack of documents and narrowed his eyes at the young man.

  He then smiled and said: "Many friends don't break the law, but doing bad things for friends can hardly avoid breaking the law."

  The young man did not answer, but instead asked the director: "I don't know who this is..."

  The director smiled awkwardly and said: "This... this..."

  Suddenly, he really couldn't think of what status Xiaofeng was in after all.

  To say that he is now a prisoner, a person temporarily deprived of his civil rights, even as a temporary worker... does not make sense at all.

  Just as he was in a difficult situation, Can Yue stood out and said coldly: "He is my brother, how? Doesn't have the qualification to talk to you?"

  The young man suddenly realized, and exclaimed: "Oh, so you're the brother of the famous Detective Guo! However... haha, it's more believable if you say you're his sister."

  This is a joke.

  But accidentally pierced the softest weakness of Can Yue.

  That's right, as long as your own brother wears some neutral and cute clothes, if he walks on the street, he will definitely be mistaken for... his sister.

  Small and delicate, sometimes even looking at herself makes her blush.

  The green veins on the forehead of the remaining moon suddenly burst out, and he roared: "Stinky! Which pig is farting?! Garbage that can't even tell men from women!"

  A loud curse left everyone in the room stunned.

  Xiao Feng naturally understood what was going on, touched the cold sweat on his forehead and hastily said: "Uh... cough, this is not a place to talk, let's go inside."

  The director also rushed to mediate, standing between Can Yue and the young man, forcing a smile as he hastily welcomed them in.

  The young man narrowed his eyes, took a light step forward with his left foot, and slightly bent his right hand backward, especially the fist, which was entirely withdrawn into his sleeve, as if it had shrunk.

  A gentle breeze whispers a smile, stepping forward with the right foot, left hand placed horizontally on the abdomen, and slightly pressing down.

  That young man was stunned, looked at Xiaofeng with a serious expression for two seconds, then raised his head and smiled, put his fist back into his sleeve, waved his hand, said nothing, and followed the director inside.

  The two had already exchanged a move just now.

  It's just that nobody present noticed it.

  The director led everyone into the interrogation room, of course, the young man's friends could only stay outside, continuing to blow air conditioning in the car. In this weather, wearing such thick suits, it was handsome, but the skin suffered.

  In the interrogation room.

  The dawn gently placed those documents on the table, looking at the carefree young man.

  "Are you the legendary Li Tongtong?"

  Li Tongtong smiled and said, "In legend? No no no, I've never been in any legend. I'm just a real person sitting in front of you now. You're standing, I'm sitting - that's all."

  Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Standing in this room is obviously better than sitting down. Standing here is always better than being on your side... Never mind, let's not waste words. I brought you here today, I believe you've already guessed the reason. I don't like to beat around the bush either. You think we have no evidence? Ha ha, it's just the opposite. We do have evidence and it's very clear. The two consecutive cases of 'Hell Well' were both done by you."

  On the other hand, something else is happening.

  It may not seem important, but... it's changing something.

  The United States of America

  In a small cottage next to the banker's villa.

  The maid is reporting some information to certain people through a satellite encrypted phone.

  On the other end of the phone was an underground office in the Midwest of the United States. Many people here had not seen sunlight for several years.

  It's not that they are being held captive, but rather there is too much work to be done and many people have to choose between abandoning their families and businesses. When they get tired, they sleep for a while in the rest room, then... continue working.

  At this time, a man in a suit, wearing a white shirt, with a beer belly, and a dog tag around his neck, was biting into a doughnut while listening to the information on the phone in stunned silence.

  "What? You're saying... a Tianchao person who just arrived at your place less than a few minutes ago, took one look and figured out you're one of us? And knew his secret? And found the camera? And... taught him to put his bets on the two-party election?!...... Wait, wait, I'll take this call."

  He picked up another phone and answered it for about three minutes.

  His whole face turned green.

  He slammed down the phone and couldn't help but shout loudly: "Damn it! Does he think our years of hard work are nothing?! Bastard!"

  He took a deep breath, picked up the phone again and said: "You... can consider coming back... Yes, yes, no need to do undercover work anymore... You ask me why? What else could it be?! A rich man suddenly understands how to spend money so that everyone is comfortable, we naturally can't move him! Our country of rice grains is just like this... By the way, send back the information about that Tian Chao man from before.

  A few minutes later, a large string of data appeared on his computer screen and was directly pushed to several small offices nearby.

  In just half an hour, all of Xiao Feng's data was displayed on the main screen in the hall.

  That beer-bellied man stared blankly at the screen.

  Some... can't believe it.

  "What? Is this really a man? He looks... he's actually a man?! Previously, he was just an ordinary office worker, and then... wait, is he still a prisoner?! A prisoner who can run thousands of miles away and destroy our years of planning in the blink of an eye?! Incredible! This..."

  He blinked twice and the beer belly rolled his eyes and sighed: "Shit! It would be great if we had such prisoners!"

  ……

  Finally.

  Xiao Feng picked up the file again.

  Turning over several pages, I found that there was a name on each of them.

  Li Tongtong

  This is a name that no one will forget once they know him.

  I thought this person named Li Tongtong would think about others introducing the origin of their name.

  "Making money is hard!"

  This is what he says most often.

  Some people's love of money is cultivated later in life, but he was born with it.

  This has to do with his parents.

  Gluttonous and lazy, borrowing money countless times.

  But with great creditworthiness, every time they would tell others: "Don't worry, we will definitely pay back all the money we borrowed from you!"

  In the end, they really couldn't exchange it, so they made an effort and had a child.

  Name it 'Tongtong'.

  Li Tongtong is a person who loves to make jokes. Not only does he joke about his own name, but he also often tells jokes.

  But he always tells jokes for others to laugh at, yet no one has ever told him a joke.

  Because... nobody dares to joke with him anymore.

  At the age of thirty-five, by today's standards, he is in his prime, but he has an air of old-fashionedness about him and likes to be called "Tong Ye".

  Neither fat nor thin, with some flesh on the body.

  Having money and power, but no decent job.

  Or... nobody knows what he does.

  He had only one very strange 'Certificate of Service'.

  But his name would appear on the desk of all high-ranking officials in this city, with a red seal printed on it, marked "Top Secret".

  He never does anything and just likes to accompany 'strangers' in and out of some places, as if his main job is playing.

  Especially some foreigners.

  But this kind of "play" comes with a price. Some people play and nothing happens, while others play and then never see that person again.

  The more you can't see through it, the more frightening it is.

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow and asked, "Director, who exactly is this Li Tongtong? I've never heard of him before. Why are you so worried?"

  The director let out a wry smile and looked around before saying, "Do you know that our heavenly dynasty has a very small department called... 'Ghost'?"

  Xiao Feng's eyes twitched slightly, but he remained expressionless and asked, "Yōu Guǐ? Never heard of it, what does it do?"

  The director said: "What's going on... nobody knows, nobody knows what kind of people are inside... but according to rumors, that Li Tongtong is a ghost."

  Xiao Feng asked: "Is this... a warning not to move?"

  The director smiled awkwardly and said, "This... isn't something that can't be done, it's just that no one has ever done it before, so we don't know what will happen afterwards. If you want to try... haha, to be honest, if any problems arise later on, I really won't be able to help you deal with them."

  A leader is not necessarily the person who can do things best in a group, but must be the one who can take the most blame.

  This director, from his younger sister Can Yue's description, is not difficult to see that he is very good at being a scapegoat, and has even made it into an art form.

  Now, even such people indicate that they cannot help Xiaofeng deal with the aftermath, which in itself shows that the problem is very serious.

  Everyone wants to catch a big fish from this case.

  Because... in any industry, there will always be a coexistence of 'very busy people' and 'very idle people'.

  Most people see those who are very idle, as for those busy ones, if they saw it, that means they themselves are not ordinary people.

  Especially detectives.

  Detectives or their superiors dream of cracking a big case, which can lead to promotion and salary increase, as well as a long vacation.

  This is what they have been longing for.

  As for the police who are generally less trusted by ordinary people...

  All that can be said is that the nature of work for 'armed police guards' and 'security guards' is roughly the same, and their attire is also roughly the same. However, just from their posture, it's easy to tell them apart.

  A hat is as good as its wearer; few hats fit their owners.

  Another one can stand still for four hours on the platform without moving a single thread, and if it really moves, three or four strong men cannot get close to its beautiful appearance.

  Every industry has such an extreme gap.

  Take this director as an example, he himself doesn't even know how many years his last 'cadre leave' has been postponed.

  He wanted to crack a big case and had already put all his hopes on Xiao Feng, but when he saw the name Li Tongtong, he was intimidated.

  Xiao Feng curled up her lips and smiled: "Anyway, it's better to catch the person first?"

  Li Tongtong was taken to the police station in the afternoon.

  That lineup is... somewhat intimidating.

  A row of seven black sedans, with a large group of people in black clothes piling out, making it look like the President's motorcade from an American movie.

  The director first walked up to a young man, smiled awkwardly and said: "But it's just coming to answer two questions, no need for such a big show? You should know that 'gathering crowds' in our heavenly dynasty has never been considered a good thing.

  The young man laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, those are all friends. The more you socialize, the more foxes and dogs you have, but they can't get on stage. Hehe, is having many friends also a crime in front of the big boss?"

  The director chuckled twice and couldn't continue speaking, so he just beckoned the young man to go inside.

  Just then, Xiaofeng, who had been searching through files and making phone calls non-stop with Can Yue since returning to the police station, walked out of the records room.

  He held a stack of documents and narrowed his eyes at the young man.

  He then smiled and said: "Many friends don't break the law, but doing bad things for friends can hardly avoid breaking the law."

  The young man did not answer, but instead asked the director: "I don't know who this is..."

  The director smiled awkwardly and said: "This... this..."

  Suddenly, he really couldn't think of what kind of identity Xiaofeng was after all.

  To say that he is now a prisoner, a person temporarily deprived of his civil rights, even as a temporary worker... can't be compared.

  Just as he was in a difficult situation, Can Yue stood out and said coldly: "He is my brother, how? Doesn't have the qualification to talk to you?"

  The young man suddenly realized, and exclaimed: "Oh, so you're the brother of the famous Detective Guo! However... haha, it would be more believable if you said you were his sister."

  This is a joke.

  But accidentally pierced the softest weakness of Can Yue.

  That's right, as long as your own brother wears some neutral and cute clothes, if he walks on the street, he will definitely be mistaken for... his sister.

  Small and delicate, sometimes even looking at myself makes me blush.

  The green veins on the forehead of the remaining moon suddenly burst out, and he roared: "Stinky! Which pig is farting?! Trash that can't even tell men from women!"

  A loud curse left everyone in the room stunned.

  Xiao Feng naturally understood what was going on, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and hastily said: "Uh... cough, this is not a place to talk, let's go in."

  The director also rushed to mediate, standing between Can Yue and the young man, forcing a smile as he hastily welcomed them in.

  The young man narrowed his eyes, took a light step forward with his left foot, and slightly curved his right hand backward, especially his fist, which was entirely withdrawn into his sleeve, as if it had shrunk.

  Dawn breeze smiled and walked forward, but it was the right foot that stretched out, with the left hand placed horizontally on the abdomen, slightly pressing down.

  The young man was stunned, looked at Xiaofeng with a serious expression for two seconds, then raised his head and smiled, put his fist back into his sleeve, waved his hand, said nothing, and followed the director inside.

  The two had already exchanged a move just now.

  It's just that nobody present noticed it.

  The director led everyone into the interrogation room, of course, the young man's friends could only stay outside, continuing to blow air conditioning in the car. In this weather, wearing such thick suits, it was handsome, but the skin suffered.

  In the interrogation room.

  The dawn gently placed those documents on the table, looking at the carefree young man.

  "Are you the legendary Li Tongtong?"

  Li Tongtong smiled and said, "In legend? No no no, I've never been in any legend. I'm just a real person sitting in front of you now. You're standing, I'm sitting, that's all."

  Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Standing in this room is obviously better than sitting down. Standing here is always better than being on your side... Never mind, let's not talk nonsense. I brought you here today, I believe you've already guessed the reason. I don't like to beat around the bush either. You think we have no evidence? Ha ha, it's just the opposite. We have clear evidence that you are the one who committed the two consecutive cases of 'Hell Well'."

  On the other hand, something else is happening.

  It may not seem important, but... it's changing something.

  The United States of America

  In a small cottage next to the banker's villa.

  The maid is reporting some information through a satellite encrypted phone to certain people.

  On the other end of the phone was an underground office in the Midwest of the United States. Many people here had not seen sunlight for several years.

  It's not that they are being held captive, but rather there is too much work to be done and many people have to choose between abandoning their families and businesses. When they get tired, they sleep for a while in the rest room, then... continue working.

  At this time, a man in a suit, wearing a white shirt, with a beer belly, and a dog tag around his neck, was biting into a doughnut while listening to the information on the phone in stunned silence.

  "What? You're saying... a Tianchao person who just arrived at your place less than a few minutes ago, took one look and figured out you're one of us? And knew his secret? And found the camera? And... taught him to put his bets on the two-party election?!...... Wait, wait, I'll take this call."

  He picked up another phone and answered it for about three minutes.

  His whole face turned green.

  He slammed down the phone and couldn't help but shout loudly: "Damn it! What do you take our years of hard work for?! Bastard!"

  He took a deep breath, picked up the phone again and said: "You... can consider coming back... Yes, yes, no need to do undercover work anymore... You ask me why? What else could it be?! A rich man suddenly understands how to spend money to make everyone comfortable, we naturally can't move him! Our country is like that... Oh right, send back the information about that Tianchao man from before.

  A few minutes later, a large string of data appeared on his computer screen and was directly pushed to several small offices nearby.

  In just half an hour, all of Xiaofeng's materials were displayed on the main screen in the hall.

  That beer-bellied man stared blankly at the screen.

  Some... don't dare believe it's good-looking.

  "What? Is this really a man? He looks... he's actually a man?! Previously, he was just an ordinary office worker, and then... wait, is he still a prisoner?! A prisoner who can run thousands of miles away and destroy our years of planning in the blink of an eye?! This..."

  He blinked twice and the beer belly rolled his eyes and sighed: "Shit! It would be great if we had such prisoners!"

  ……

  Finally.

  Xiao Feng picked up the file again.

  Turning over several pages, I found that there was a name on each of them.

  Li Tongtong

  This is a name that no one will forget once they know him.

  I thought this person named Li Tongtong would think about others introducing the origin of their name.

  "Making money is hard!"

  This is what he says most often.

  Some people's love of money is cultivated later in life, but he was born with it.

  This has to do with his parents.

  Gluttonous and lazy, borrowing money countless times.

  But with great creditworthiness, every time they would tell others: "Don't worry, we will definitely pay back all the money we borrowed from you!"

  In the end, they really couldn't exchange it, so they made an effort and had a child.

  Name it 'Tongtong'.

  Li Tongtong is a person who loves to make jokes, not only making fun of his own name but also often telling some full-text jokes.

  But he always tells jokes for others to laugh at, yet no one has ever told him a joke.

  Because of this... no one dares to joke with him.

  At the age of thirty-five, by today's standards, he is in his prime, but he has an old-fashioned air about him and likes to be called "Tong Ye".

  Neither fat nor thin, with some flesh on the body.

  Having money and power, but no decent job.

  Or... nobody knows what he does.

  He had only one very strange 'Certificate of Service'.

  But his name would appear on the desk of all high-ranking officials in this city, with a red seal printed on it, marked "Top Secret".

  He never does anything and just likes to accompany 'strangers' in and out of some places, as if his main job is playing.

  Especially some foreigners.

  But this kind of "play" comes with a price. Some people play and nothing happens, while others play and then never see that person again.

  The more you can't see through it, the more frightening it is.

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow and asked, "Director, who exactly is this Li Tongtong? I've never heard of him before. Why are you so worried?"

  The director let out a wry smile, looked around and then said: "Do you know that in our heavenly dynasty, there is a very small department called... 'Ghost'?"

  Xiao Feng's eyes twitched slightly, but he remained expressionless and asked, "Yōu Guǐ? Never heard of it, what does it do?"

  The director said: "What's going on... nobody knows, nobody knows what kind of people are inside... but according to rumors, that Li Tongtong is a ghost."

  Xiao Feng asked: "Is this... a warning not to move?"

  The director smiled awkwardly and said, "This... isn't something that can't be done, it's just that no one has ever done it before, so we don't know what will happen afterwards. If you want to try... haha, to be honest, if any problems arise later on, I really won't be able to help you deal with them."

  A leader is not necessarily the person who can do things best in a group, but must be the one who can take the blame most beautifully.

  This director, from his sister Can Yue's description, is not difficult to see that he is very good at being a scapegoat, and has even made it into an art form.

  Now, even people like this are saying they can't help Xiaofeng deal with the aftermath, which in itself shows that the problem is very serious.

  Everyone wants to catch a big fish from this case.

  Because... in any industry, there will always be a coexistence of 'very busy people' and 'very idle people'.

  Most people see those who are very idle, as for those busy ones, if they saw it, that means they themselves are not ordinary people.

  Especially detectives.

  Detectives or their superiors dream of cracking a big case, which can lead to promotion and salary increase, as well as a long vacation.

  This is what they have been longing for.

  As for the police who are generally less trusted by ordinary people...

  All that can be said is that the nature of work of 'armed police guards' and 'security guards' is roughly the same, and their attire is also roughly the same. However, just from their posture, it's easy to tell them apart.

  A hat is as good as its wearer; few hats fit their owners.

  Another one can stand still for four hours on a signboard without moving a single thread, and if it really moves, three or four strong men cannot get close to it.

  Every industry has such an extreme gap.

  Take this director as an example, he himself doesn't even know how many years his previous 'cadre leave' has been postponed.

  He wanted to crack the big case and had already put all his hopes on Xiaofeng, but when he saw the name Li Tongtong, he was intimidated.

  Xiao Feng curled up her lips and smiled: "Anyway, it's better to catch the person first?"

  Li Tongtong was taken to the police station in the afternoon.

  That lineup is... somewhat intimidating.

  A row of seven black sedans, with a large group of people in black clothes piling out, making it look like the President's motorcade from an American movie.

  The director first walked up to a young man, smiled awkwardly and said: "But it's just coming to answer two questions, no need for such a big show? You should know that 'gathering crowds' in our heavenly dynasty has never been considered a good thing.

  The young man laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, those are all friends. The more you socialize, the more foxes and dogs you'll have, but that doesn't mean it's a crime to have many friends in front of the big boss, does it?"

  The director chuckled twice and couldn't continue speaking, so he just beckoned the young man to go inside.

  Just then, Xiaofeng, who had been searching through files and making phone calls nonstop with Can Yue since returning to the police station, walked out of the archives room.

  He held a stack of documents, narrowed his eyes and took a glance at the young man.

  He then smiled and said: "Many friends don't break the law, but doing bad things for friends is hard to avoid breaking the law.

  The young man did not answer, but instead asked the director: "I don't know who this is..."

  The director smiled awkwardly and said: "This... this..."

  Suddenly, he really couldn't think of what kind of identity Xiaofeng was a good-looking one.

  To say that he is now a prisoner, a person temporarily deprived of his civil rights, even as a temporary worker... can't be compared.

  Just as he was in a difficult situation, Can Yue stood out and said coldly: "He is my brother, how? Doesn't have the qualification to talk to you?"

  The young man suddenly realized, and exclaimed: "Oh, so you're the brother of the famous Detective Guo! However... haha, it would be more believable if you said you were his sister."

  This is a joke.

  But accidentally pierced the softest weakness of Can Yue.

  That's right, as long as your own brother wears some neutral and cute clothes, if he walks on the street, he will definitely be mistaken for... his sister.

  Small and delicate, sometimes even looking at myself makes me blush.

  The green veins on the forehead of the remaining moon suddenly burst out, and he roared: "Stinky! Which pig is farting?! Trash that can't even tell men from women!"

  A loud curse left everyone in the room stunned.

  Xiao Feng naturally understood what was going on, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and hastily said: "Uh... cough, this is not a place to talk, let's go inside."

  The director also rushed to mediate, standing between Can Yue and the young man, forcing a smile as he hastily welcomed them in.

  The young man narrowed his eyes, took a light step forward with his left foot, and slightly bent his right hand backward, especially his fist, which was entirely withdrawn into his sleeve, as if it had shrunk.

  A gentle breeze whispers a smile, stepping forward with the right foot, left hand placed horizontally on the abdomen, and slightly pressing down.

  The young man was stunned, looked at Xiaofeng with a serious expression for two seconds, then raised his head and smiled, put his fist back into his sleeve, waved his hand, said nothing, and followed the director inside.

  The two had already exchanged a move just now.

  It's just that nobody present noticed it.

  The director led everyone into the interrogation room, of course, the young man's friends could only stay outside, continuing to blow air conditioning in the car. In this weather, wearing such thick suits, it was handsome, but the skin suffered.

  In the interrogation room.

  The dawn gently placed those documents on the table, looking at the carefree young man.

  "Are you the legendary Li Tongtong?"

  Li Tongtong smiled and said, "In legend? No no no, I've never been in any legend. I'm just a real person sitting in front of you now. You're standing, I'm sitting - that's all."

  Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Standing in this room is obviously better than sitting down. Standing here is always better than being on your side... Never mind, let's not talk nonsense. I brought you here today, I believe you've already guessed the reason. I don't like to beat around the bush either. You think we have no evidence? Ha ha, it's just the opposite. We have clear evidence that you are the one who committed both 'Hell Well' cases."

  On the other hand, something else is happening.

  It may not seem important, but... it's changing something beautiful.

  The United States of America

  In a small cottage next to the banker's villa.

  The maid is reporting some information to certain people through a satellite encrypted phone.

  On the other end of the phone was an underground office in the Midwest of the United States. Many people here had not seen sunlight for several years.

  It's not that they are being held captive, but rather there is too much work to be done and many people have to choose between abandoning their families and businesses. When they get tired, they sleep for a while in the rest room, then... continue working.

  At this time, a man in a suit, wearing a white shirt, with a beer belly, and a dog tag around his neck, was biting a doughnut while listening to the information on the phone in dismay.

  "What? You're saying... a Tianchao person who just arrived at your place less than a few minutes ago, took one look and figured out you're one of us? And knew his secret? And found the camera? And... taught him to put his bets on the two-party election?!...... Wait, wait, I'll take this call."

  He picked up another phone and answered it for about three minutes.

  His whole face turned green.

  He slammed down the phone and couldn't help but shout loudly: "Damn it! What do you take our years of hard work for?! Bastard!"

  He took a deep breath, picked up the phone again and said: "You... can consider coming back... Yes, yes, no need to do undercover work anymore... You ask me why? What else could it be?! A rich man suddenly understands how to spend money to make everyone comfortable, we naturally can't move him! Our country is like that... Oh right, send back the information about that Tianchao man from before.

  A few minutes later, a large string of data appeared on his computer screen and was directly pushed to several small offices nearby.

  In just half an hour, all of Xiaofeng's materials were displayed on the main screen in the hall.

  That beer-bellied man stared blankly at the screen.

  Some...can't believe it.

  "What? Is this really a man? He looks... he's actually a man?! Previously, he was just an ordinary white-collar worker, and then... wait, is he still a prisoner?! A prisoner who can run thousands of miles away and destroy our years of planning in the blink of an eye?! This..."

  He blinked twice and the beer belly turned over his eyes and sighed: "Shit! It would be great if we had such prisoners!"

  ……

  Finally.

  Xiao Feng picked up the file again.

  Turning over several pages, I found that there was a name on each of them.

  Li Tongtong

  This is a name that no one will forget once they know him.

  I thought this person named Li Tongtong would think about others introducing the origin of their name.

  "Making money is hard!"

  This is what he says most often.

  Some people's love of money is cultivated later in life, but he was born with it.

  This has something to do with his parents.

  Gluttonous and lazy, borrowing money countless times.

  But with great creditworthiness, every time they tell others: "Don't worry, we will definitely pay back all the money we borrowed from you!"

  In the end, it really couldn't be exchanged, so I made an effort and gave birth to a whole new text.

  Name it 'Tongtong'.

  Li Tongtong is a person who loves to make jokes. Not only does he joke about his own name, but he also often tells jokes.

  But he always tells jokes for others to laugh at, yet no one has ever told him a joke.

  Because of this... nobody dares to joke with him.

  At thirty-five years old, by today's standards, he is in his prime, but he has an air of agedness about him and likes to be called "Tong Ye".

  Neither fat nor thin, with some flesh on the body.

  Having money and power, but no decent job.

  Or... nobody knows what he does.

  He had only one very strange 'Certificate of Service'.

  But his name would appear on the desk of all high-ranking officials in this city, with a red seal printed on it, marked "Top Secret".

  He never does anything and just likes to accompany 'strangers' in and out of some places, as if his main job is playing.

  Especially some foreigners.

  But this kind of "play" comes with a price. Some people play and nothing happens, while others play and then never see that person again.

  The more you can't see through it, the more frightening it is.

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow and asked, "Director, who exactly is this Li Tongtong? I've never heard of him before. Why are you so worried?"

  The director let out a wry smile, looked around and then said: "Do you know that in our heavenly dynasty, there is a very small department called... 'Ghost'?"

  Xiao Feng's eyes twitched slightly, but he remained expressionless and asked, "Yōu Guǐ? Never heard of it, what does it do?"

  The director said: "What's going on... nobody knows, nobody knows what kind of people are inside... but according to rumors, that Li Tongtong is a ghost."

  Xiao Feng asked: "Is this... a warning not to move?"

  The director smiled awkwardly and said, "This... isn't something that can't be done, it's just that no one has ever done it before, so we don't know what will happen afterwards. If you want to try... haha, to be honest, if any problems arise later on, I really won't be able to help you deal with them."

  A leader is not necessarily the person who can do things best in a group, but must be the one who can take the most blame.

  This director, from his sister Can Yue's description, is not difficult to see that he is very good at being a scapegoat, and has even made it into an art form.

  Now, even people like this are saying they can't help Xiaofeng deal with the aftermath, which in itself shows that the problem is very serious.

  Everyone wants to catch a big fish from this case.

  Because... in any industry, there will always be a coexistence of 'very busy people' and 'very idle people'.

  Most people see those who are very idle, as for those busy ones, if they saw it, that means they themselves are not ordinary people.

  Especially criminal police officers.

  Detectives or their superiors dream of cracking a big case, which can lead to promotion and salary increase, as well as a long vacation.

  This is what they have been longing for.

  As for the police who are generally less trusted by ordinary people...

  All that can be said is that the nature of work of 'armed police guards' and 'security guards' is roughly the same, and their attire is also roughly the same. However, just from their posture, it's easy to tell them apart.

  A hat is as a hat does, but few fit the head that wears it.

  Another one can stand still for four hours on a signboard without moving a single thread, and if it really moves, three or four strong men cannot get close to it.

  Every industry has such an extreme gap.

  Take this director as an example, he himself doesn't even know how many years his last 'cadre leave' has been postponed.

  He wanted to crack the big case and had already put all his hopes on Xiao Feng, but when he saw Li Tongtong's name, he was intimidated.

  Xiao Feng curled up her lips and smiled: "Anyway, it's better to catch the person first?"

  Li Tongtong was taken to the police station in the afternoon.

  That lineup is... somewhat intimidating.

  A row of seven black sedans, with a large group of people in black clothes piling out, making it look like the President's motorcade from an American movie.

  The director first walked up to a young man, smiled awkwardly and said: "But it's just coming to answer two questions, no need for such a big show? You should know that 'gathering crowds' in our heavenly dynasty has never been considered a good thing.

  The young man laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, those are all friends. The more you socialize, the more foxes and dogs you'll have, but that doesn't mean it's a crime to have many friends in front of the big boss, does it?"

  The director chuckled twice and couldn't continue speaking, so he just beckoned the young man to go inside.

  Just then, Xiaofeng, who had been searching through files and making phone calls non-stop with Zan Yue since returning to the police station, walked out of the archive room.

  He held a stack of documents, narrowed his eyes and took a glance at the young man.

  He then smiled and said: "Many friends don't break the law, but doing bad things for friends is inevitably a place where the law is broken."

  The young man did not answer, but instead asked the director: "I don't know who this is..."

  The director smiled awkwardly and said: "This... this..."

  Suddenly, he really couldn't think of what status Xiaofeng was in after all.

  To say that he is now a prisoner, a person temporarily deprived of his civil rights, even as a temporary worker... can't be compared.

  Just as he was in a difficult situation, Can Yue stood out and said coldly: "He is my brother, how? Doesn't have the qualification to talk to you?"

  The young man suddenly realized, and exclaimed: "Oh, so you're the brother of the famous Detective Guo! However... haha, it's more believable if you say you're his sister."

  This is a joke.

  But accidentally stabbed into the softest weakness of Can Yue.

  That's right, as long as your own brother wears some neutral and cute clothes, if he walks on the street, he will definitely be mistaken for... his sister.

  Small and delicate, sometimes even looking at herself makes her blush.

  The green veins on the forehead of the remaining moon suddenly burst out, and he roared: "Stinky! Which pig is farting?! Trash that can't even tell men from women!"

  A loud curse left everyone in the room stunned.

  Xiao Feng naturally understood what was going on, touched the cold sweat on his forehead and hastily said: "Uh... cough, this is not a place to talk, let's go in."

  The director also rushed to mediate, standing between Can Yue and the young man, forcing a smile as he hastily welcomed them in.

  The young man narrowed his eyes, took a light step forward with his left foot, and slightly curved his right hand backward, especially the fist, which was entirely withdrawn into his sleeve, as if it had shrunk.

  A gentle breeze whispers a smile, stepping forward with the right foot, left hand placed horizontally on the abdomen, and slightly pressing down.

  The young man was stunned, looked at Xiaofeng with a serious expression for two seconds, then raised his head and smiled, put his fist back into his sleeve, waved his hand, said nothing, and followed the director inside.

  In fact, the two had already exchanged a move just now.

  It's just that nobody present noticed it.

  The director led everyone into the interrogation room, of course, the young man's friends could only stay outside, continuing to blow air conditioning in the car. In such weather, wearing such thick suits, it was handsome, but the skin suffered.

  In the interrogation room.

  The dawn breeze gently placed those documents on the table, looking at the carefree young man.

  "Are you the legendary Li Tongtong?"

  Li Tongtong smiled and said, "In legend? No no no, I've never been in any legend. I'm just a real person sitting in front of you now. You're standing, I'm sitting, that's all."

  Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Standing in this room is obviously better than sitting down. Standing here is always better than being on your side... Never mind, let's not waste words. I brought you here today, I believe you've already guessed the reason. I don't like beating around the bush either. You think we have no evidence? Ha ha, it's just the opposite. We do have evidence, and it's very clear. The two consecutive cases of 'Hell Well' were both done by you."