Vent fire

Gao Leng slammed the drawer shut, walked out, and walked straight to the fat man and the old hanger.

He held his breath in his heart.

But his face was silent.

"How's it going, boss?" The fat man saw Gao Leng coming from a distance, and hurriedly ran over, almost jumping on Gao Leng's body, and asked.

"There wasn't enough evidence to shoot." Gao Leng said, Yu Guang glanced at Lao Hang, and Lao Hang's face sank.

"That's it" When the fat man heard this, he hung his head dejectedly: "The evidence is not enough, then you have to continue to follow" He sighed faintly and immediately became optimistic again, and said with a smile: "However, there is no case in the world that the boss can't shoot, it's just a matter of time." ”

As he spoke, the fat man stretched and yawned.

At this time, it was already more than one o'clock in the morning, the night was dark, and most of the entire building outside the window was darkly lit, except for a few companies that were still working overtime, shining with the light of the stars, and although there were few vehicles on the road, they were gorgeous.

Another busy night, a night of fruitlessness.

This is normal in the media industry, and the fat man didn't think much of it, turned back to his desk and began to pack up. And Lao Hang just glanced at Gao Leng and didn't ask much.

Lao Hang naturally knew that the photographed information was more than enough, why couldn't it be released, it must have been pressed down from above. And why press it down

He couldn't figure it out.

But he didn't think about it.

He knows very well that he is a soldier, a cold soldier, where Gao Leng pointed, he fought. Gao Leng said that the evidence in this case was not fully filmed, that is, it was not fully filmed.

He couldn't reveal a word, Gao Leng had told him that this matter had to be kept secret.

"If you don't follow, let's see again, it's two or three o'clock today, you take a break tomorrow, hand it over to Jian Xiaodan here, and tell Jian Xiaodan that she wants to arrange for reporters not to dig up Ken Bihan's news first." Gao Leng followed the fat man's words and was concise and to the point.

Since Li Yifan wants him to retreat, he will retreat completely.

There must be a mole among the interns and new reporters under Gao Leng, otherwise Ken Bihan would not have come to advertise. Since there is a mole, let it smoke; Fog bomb bar.

Yes, it's smoke / fog bombs.

The corners of Gao Leng's mouth faintly hooked up, asking him to retreat, but it was not so easy.

It is possible to retreat as advance, but now, we can only endure and wait for the opportunity to move.

"Boss, we don't have any mobile phones, do you want me to apply for it in the equipment department?" The old hanger asked.

Gao Leng thought for a while and nodded: "Remember to check it after you bring it." ”

The mobile phone that Xingsheng Magazine gives to reporters is Apple, but it is the old version of 4S, and the biggest reason is that the Apple recording effect is good and stable. However, the spare phones issued by the magazine are often the cheapest mobile phones, and they can only make calls.

The cold backup machine actually made people move.

It is not known who moved the hands and feet, and when, and there is no way to find out.

It's always a good idea to get your equipment checked.

"Lead it first, send it to the people below, a few of our mobile phones, I have other arrangements." Gao Leng added.

The three of them packed up separately and went home.

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In the garage, Gao Leng sat in the car, playing with a small USB flash drive in his hand, which was full of information taken in Donggang tonight.

Fortunately, I made preparations and made a copy in advance, Gao Leng thought to himself.

The fat man and Lao Hang also arrived at the garage, and after seeing Gao Leng, they smiled and nodded to say hello, Gao Sneered and watched them drive away. After leaving, silence returned to the garage.

The garage at two o'clock in the morning was empty, and even the lights were very dim.

Like a cold heart.

A soft sigh came from the car with depression, intertwined with the soft music, and it seemed particularly empty.

Although he was calm and calm in front of his subordinates, he was very cooperative in front of Li Yifan.

But in the end, I was disappointed.

Can you not be disappointed? If you work so hard to shoot a case, you can't report it if you can't report it. Moreover, no matter how precious this information is, it really cannot be reported.

Gao Leng sighed softly, put the USB flash drive into his close-fitting clothes, and then leaned his head on the back of the saddle and closed his eyes.

Retreat, that was Li Yifan's idea, but it was not Gao Leng's idea.

In his dictionary, there is no word for 'retreat'. There must be other paths that don't work, it's just more difficult.

How should I go down this road? Gao Leng fell into deep thought.

"Holding your breath?" The little witch's voice came out of Gao Leng's mind, and it seemed that she sensed Gao Leng's loss.

"Well, it's okay, it'll be fine later. work, how can everything go smoothly. Gao Leng chatted with the little witch with his consciousness: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"I've been paying attention to you, you're so dangerous, how can I sleep, but you're going to practice mana tools, and I can't die." The little witch's voice was full of concern, but she wanted to put on a look of indifference.

Gao Leng couldn't help but smile.

"Hold your breath, I've got a good way to make you happy." The little witch's voice revealed a hint of mischievousness.

The corners of Gao Leng's mouth rose slightly, needless to say, this woman

"Hold your breath and let out the fire"

Sure enough, if you don't leave this matter in three sentences, you are also drunk.

But then again, these words reached Gao Leng's heart, Gao Leng cleared his throat, and his heart was teased a little.

It's just that

"I can't go home, I have to go to Mu Xiaoleng." Gao Leng replied to the little witch, very decisively.

He was worried about Mu Xiaoleng, after all, the man in black was of unknown origin, and he had to go there.

"I'm behind you," a mischievous and seductive voice came from the back seat of the car. Gao Leng turned his head to see the little witch wearing his white shirt, showing her slender and well-proportioned legs, reclining on the back seat of the car.

Smack.

She stretched out her hand and patted the back seat of the car, blinked her eyes and said, "I said a long time ago, the back seat of your car is very spacious." After speaking, she stretched out her finger and hooked it: "Come on, you're welcome, I feel your amazing speed of running today, it seems that last time my Neidan gave you a meal, you actually absorbed it." ”

Gao Leng gritted his teeth and looked at the charming little witch in the back seat of the car.

She didn't wear pants.

"Today in Donggang, my running speed is really amazing, I was shocked." Gao Leng said, stretched out his hand and took off his coat, and looked outside the car.

The garage is still empty.

He frowned: "The movement is too big, and it will be troublesome if someone shoots it." ”

The little witch smiled: "I can't make a sound, I can bear it, besides, someone is approaching, I can feel it." By the way, with your current physique, you can feel it too. Come here. ”

She hooked her fingers again: "Lin Zhi's small body can't bear it, but I can carry it, don't be polite, take out your greatest ability." ”

Gao Leng couldn't help but laugh heartily.

I don't know why, every time he and the little witch talk about this kind of thing, they are extremely relaxed and comfortable, without the slightest embarrassment, as if they were born to be like this.

"Then you're welcome." Gao Leng smiled evilly and turned over to the back seat of the car.

Extinguish the fire.

Gao Leng was holding back the fire in his belly.

(Some readers ask what piracy is, let's put it this way, if you see that there is no money now, you are looking at piracy, and the genuine version is on the Zongheng Chinese network.) It's 12 o'clock again, good night. ）