"Wh...what?"
This time, it was Feng Yang's turn to be stunned.
He thought that Xia Che, who had stopped him just as he was about to board the plane and said so much, would definitely not let him go easily.
Feng Yang had already prepared for the worst—although there weren't many people in the waiting room, there were surveillance cameras, so he planned to lure Xia Che to a secluded place, knock him out, and then leave.
Unexpectedly, Xia Che looked...
It seems like he just wanted to vent his frustrations and didn't really intend to stay.
“I am not a law enforcement officer and have no right to detain or interrogate you. The reason I came to you is simply because I am unwilling to accept my fate. You have indeed succeeded in deceiving everyone, even the law enforcement officers.”
Xia Che gave a wry smile and said, "You won this time, so you can leave."
"...You should have let me go in the first place. To be honest, I don't understand what you're talking about. There are too many twists and turns in the story, and I'm still a bit confused."
Seeing that Xia Che was really going to let him go, Feng Yang's mind raced, and he stubbornly refused to admit it.
"You liars, do you never know what honesty is?"
Xia Che's expression was strange. Even at this point, he still wouldn't admit it.
"I still don't understand what you're saying."
Feng Yang smiled faintly.
He knew that the most dangerous time was closer to the end.
Who knows if Xia Che said that on purpose to lower her guard?
"However... although you have some misunderstandings about me, I understand a little. Since you want to play the detective game, then I'll reluctantly play the 'bad guy' you're talking about."
"After saying all that... the truth is actually very simple."
"Believe it or not, this was all an accident. When a series of accidents piled up, it became the seemingly flawless situation we see now. But in reality, you won't get any useful clues by using common sense, because it was all a series of accidents."
Feng Yang's eyes flickered, and a helpless smile appeared on his lips: "Since the law enforcement officers want that fraudster you mentioned, nicknamed 'Mosquito,' to complete their mission, then I think that's why the real criminal gave them a 'Mosquito.' Wouldn't that make everyone happy?"
Xia Che didn't interrupt him because he could tell that Feng Yang was telling the truth.
A series of unexpected events?
If a vicious fraudster claims that his crime was actually an accident, and this is told by the police, they'd be lucky if the officers didn't remove the battery from his body camera and put it in his baton.
Even if you're lying, you should at least respect the other person's intelligence and tell a lie that isn't too obvious, right?
Accident……
That's a bit too much.
Judging from Feng Yang's expression and his sixth sense, Xia Che felt that what Feng Yang said was indeed the truth.
This made him a little unsure.
"See, you really didn't believe me."
Feng Yang saw Xia Che's skepticism, shook his head, and smiled knowingly. "Alright, whether you believe it or not, it was just an accident. Besides, I was just playing house with you. The real culprit could be anyone, but it certainly wouldn't be me."
"By the way, what you just said still stands, right? I can go now..."
Feng Yang pointed behind him and said with a smile, "I need to go to the restroom. Thank you again for coming to see me off, but... I'll stop here."
Feng Yang's tone was confident and fearless. Although he had been momentarily taken aback, he had now fully recovered and was back to how he was when Xia Che first met him.
It was an endless confidence, as if no one in the world could catch his eye.
Looking back at the cases he committed, he does indeed seem to deserve the title of genius.
He was arrogant.
He was arrogant that no one could crack his methods and confident that no one could find any fault with him.
No one in this world will put him in prison, no matter how many evil deeds Feng Yang has committed, no one has the ability to do so.
Even Xia Che in front of him didn't have it.
"goodbye."
For no apparent reason, a fire suddenly welled up in Xia Che's heart. This anger came suddenly, and he himself did not know where it came from. He felt that he could not stay here any longer, otherwise it might ruin the next operation.
Immediately, Xia Che turned and left without hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, Xia Che's figure had already disappeared from Feng Yang's sight.
"Really? He just left like that?"
Feng Yang was taken aback; now it was he who felt a little uncomfortable.
But after thinking about it, it was a good thing that Xia Che was gone. No one would bother him anymore. After confirming that Xia Che had gone far away, Feng Yang casually found a place to sit down.
Once he boards the plane, the sky's the limit, and the sea is wide enough for birds to fly freely and fish to leap about...
From that moment on, he had nothing to do with anything in China.
A strange look flickered in Feng Yang's eyes.
But the impending freedom still brought him a touch of joy.
"I hope no one will bother me anymore..."
The thought had barely crossed Feng Yang's mind when a sudden realization struck him: something was wrong.
The closer you get to success, the more careful and cautious you need to be; it's often at these times that you can't help but nag...
really.
Just as the thought crossed his mind, a deep voice sounded behind Feng Yang, followed by a strong hand slapping down on his shoulder.
"You're Feng Yang?"
Feng Yang felt his neck stiffen, and with difficulty, he turned his head, only to be met with a face filled with murderous intent.
He was a middle-aged man with a mohawk, wearing sunglasses, but they couldn't hide the murderous intent in his eyes.
What's most striking is the circular scar on the other person's left cheek.
What kind of scar is that?
Feng Yang was unaware.
But it is precisely the presence of this scar that adds a touch of fierceness to this face.
"Gurgle..."
Feng Yang swallowed hard. The man in front of him... looked just like a real underworld boss!
In front of a mafia boss, even the most brilliant con artist will become as docile as a chick, like a grandson, not daring to offend him in the slightest.
They know that ordinary people can't do anything about being scammed, but if it's a real underworld boss, then...
The other side has plenty of ways to expose them from hiding, and they know all kinds of methods, both legal and illegal.
Making an enemy of this kind of person is the last thing any colleague wants to see.
"Speak, are you mute?"
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, then took off his sunglasses, casually put them in his left pocket, and said indifferently, "My name is Ning Zheyuan."
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