Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Guessing what he was thinking, Han Feng looked at him seriously.

"Forget it. I won't let you use it casually."

"Brother Han Feng." Bai Ji paused and spoke hesitantly: "When will the second slow-release medicine be available..."

"Three to five days." Han Feng looked at him intently. "What's wrong? Is there something else waiting for you in China?"

Bai Ji'an nodded: "One week, I want to go back within a week."

Knowing that Bai Ji'an was anxious to return home because he missed He Wei, Ventus shook his head in disappointment.

He stood up and said, "You guys chat, I'll go downstairs to cook."

Han Feng could see that Ventus left with emotion.

He reached out and patted Bai Ji'an on the shoulder, saying gently: "He has that kind of temper, ignore him."

They had a very pleasant lunch as they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

That night, Bai Jianan, who wanted to go home, was repeatedly asked to stay by Ventus's family of three, saying that he was injured and everyone would be worried.

Tongtong rushed over and hugged his waist tightly, begging him to stay and tell her a bedtime story like he did when he stayed overnight before.

After coaxing Tongtong to sleep, Bai Ji'an lay alone in the guest room, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

dong dong!

Bai Jian sat up and said to the knocked door, "Come in."

Ventus stood in front of the door in black clothes, and was obviously about to leave the house, which surprised Bai Jianan.

It's almost dawn, and he's going out?

"Ji An." Ventus walked in and sighed sadly: "I have something to ask of you."

"You said."

"I have received a mission and will be leaving now. I will be back in about four days. During these four days, I want you to stay with them. I will feel more at ease."

Bai Ji'an agreed without hesitation: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

Ventus smiled with relief: "Thanks."

After Ventus left, Bai Jianan often stayed in the laboratory on the second floor with Han Feng.

Han Feng told him a lot about the ingredients of the blue potion and repeatedly warned him not to take the three milliliters of injection in his body lightly.

"incredible."

Han Feng looked solemnly at the report which showed that there was hardly any good stuff in its ingredients, then turned to look at Bai Jianan.

"Have you met him?"

"I've seen it, I've never seen it before."

To be precise, the person he came into direct contact with was the clone of "The Lord of Spades", "The Queen of Spades".

As for the "Master of Spades" himself, he had only heard his voice from Ma Liguo's mobile phone.

"No normal person would ever inject such a complex drug into their body. Ji An."

Han Feng faced him and said seriously.

"There are three possibilities. One, the Spade Master himself would not inject the blue potion. Two, he has an antidote. Three, he has been experimenting for a long time, starting with the smallest dose and slowly injecting it until the body adapts to the potion and lives in harmony with it."

Without even thinking, Bai Ji'an said, "I prefer the third option."

There is no doubt that "The Lord of Spades" is an absolute lunatic.

Encountering a tough opponent, Han Feng frowned in worry, took out the latest slow-release medicine, and said to Bai Ji'an, "Stretch out your hand."

As the silver needle tip pierced the skin, Bai Ji'an suddenly remembered the side effects mentioned by Ventus.

"Brother Han Feng, does the slow-release drug have any side effects?"

Han Feng was stunned. He looked up at Bai Jian'an and his ears turned red.

"You do not know?"

Bai Ji'an shook his head: "Ventus said I didn't have any side effects."

"Didn't show up?"

"Yes."

"Not at all?"

The couple said exactly the same thing. Bai Jianan was curious but also nervous.

“So, what exactly are the side effects?”

Han Feng smiled slightly: "Secret."

again!

Bai Jian was about to ask more questions when suddenly, the red alarm on the wall lit up.

The two men looked up suddenly.

Han Feng immediately moved to the computer and called up all the surveillance videos inside and outside the house with one click.

I saw two foreign men walking out of the woods on the east side of the house, one in front and one behind.

Bai Ji'an stared at the screen and asked, "Do you know him?"

Han Feng shook his head: "A new face."

The two men stared at the screen until they were sure that the two men's destination was indeed the house under their feet.

Han Feng's heart trembled: "Tongtong!"

"It's okay, leave it to me."

Bai Ji'an ran to the next door.

After a nap, Tongtong leaned against the head of the bed with sleepy eyes.

When she saw Bai Ji'an, she immediately smiled.

"Brother Ji An..."

Bai Jianan reached out to cover Tongtong's mouth, put his index finger in front of his lips, and made a "hush" gesture.

Tongtong widened her round eyes, nodded nervously and kept quiet.

Bai Ji'an opened the closet door and removed the wooden board on the side. Behind the wooden board was a hidden compartment specially made by Ventus for Tongtong.

"Come."

Bai Ji'an picked up Tongtong.

"Hide well. No matter what sound you hear, don't make any noise, don't move, and don't come out. Got it?"

Tongtong's eyes were red, she wanted to ask but didn't dare. She could only watch Bai Jianan take the wooden board and put it in front of her to block out all the light from outside.

Bai Jianan walked out of the room and met Han Feng who had prepared everything.

"then."

Bai Ji'an looked up and saw a black M1911 pistol falling from the sky.

He took the gun and Han Feng said, "If necessary, you know what to do."

At the same time, in Yue'an City, it was four o'clock in the morning.

Ryo Kuriyama lay on his side on the bed, scrolling through his phone aimlessly.

Three days have passed since Bai Ji'an and Ventus went to the United States for treatment.

During the three days, Bai Jianan would report his safety in the group every two days. He would only reply to the remaining two greetings every morning and evening if he took the initiative to send them.

Looking at the message sent yesterday, Bai Jian'an's reply was simple.

"Not even close."

Really.

Isn’t Brother Han Feng a genius? How come he can make a slow-release medicine?

Bai Jianan didn't let him go to the United States, but he couldn't suppress his worry and curiosity.

Especially now that Bai Jianan and Catharina are not around, he has nothing to do all day and is almost growing hair from idleness.

Even lying on the soft big bed, he felt uncomfortable.

Ryo Kuriyama sighed softly, threw back the quilt and got out of bed.

"Baby."

Nie Kaiyu, who was originally sleeping, propped himself up and hugged Kuriyama Ryo's waist from behind like a koala.

"Where are you going?"

Kuriyama Ryo was startled by the rather sober voice. He turned his head to look at the person who used his shoulder as a pillow and said, "When did you wake up?"

"When you toss and turn and can't sleep."

Can't sleep?

He had been unable to sleep since two o'clock!

Li Shanliang touched Nie Kaiyu's head apologetically and said, "Otherwise, I will go to the guest room to sleep tonight, and you stay and have a good rest."

Kuriyama Ryo spoke a long string of words, but Nie Kaiyu only heard six words.

"I want to share a room with you."

"No!" Nie Kaiyu hugged him tightly, "If you dare to leave, I will contact the workers to remove all the doors of the house after get off work tonight!"