"That's all very simple. As long as the Jade Buddha Head of Zetianming Hall can be successfully brought back to the Kingdom of Shenzhou and presented to your superiors, this matter can be erased. We will pretend that nothing has happened. And I suggest that this matter must be dealt with as soon as possible." Long Junchen suddenly thought of something and frowned.

"How do you say this?"

Long Junchen rubbed his temples, which were numb and said, "I mean, while there is no greater bloodshed, Qian Feng has just attacked me now. I will give you a face. I hope that the bleeding will come to me and stop it. Don't let Qian Feng continue to be confused. I appreciate his bloody nature of daring to love and hate, so I don't want him to fall deeper and deeper. Do you understand this principle?" Long Junchen was about to light a cigarette, but suddenly glanced at the smoking ban sign in the ward. The hand that was about to touch the cigarette box had to smoke back angrily.

"I agree with you. The most important question now is how to make this cultural relic return?" Liu Qinglong understood what Long Junchen meant, and pointed out the key to the problem.

"I said that the person who tied the bell must be solved. You can only deal with this matter. I suggest you call Qian Feng and have a good chat." Long Junchen took a sip of water and stared at Liu Qinglong with a bright look.

"Talk well? Stop dreaming. We haven't spoken for decades. Let's talk well. It's impossible, it's impossible." When Liu Qinglong heard Long Junchen's suggestion, he shook his head and rejected it.

"Brother Qinglong, if you really feel guilty, you should abandon your previous grievances and grievances. Only you can help him. Moreover, you have the bargaining chips now, and his plan has failed. It's just to see if it can end in a decent way. Now, the initiative in this matter is in your hands. Do you understand?" Long Junchen's face darkened. He really felt that Liu Qinglong was too mother-in-law in this matter, so he said without doubt.

As soon as he heard the word "guilt", Liu Qinglong's expression immediately dimmed. He sighed helplessly, looked at Long Junchen for a long time before he was defeated and stopped insisting, "Okay, I'll try, but what should I say?"

"This is simple. In general, you should first be polite and then soldiers, and use both soft and hard skills. Apologize to him first, and then tell him that his plan has failed and Qian Lei is under our control. Maybe he can still get away with it, but his son is likely to pay for his crazy behavior. Let him think carefully and think about it yourself. It is already obvious which is more important."

Long Junchen paused, and saw that Liu Qinglong had listened to his words, pursed his lips, and then said, "He can't let his son go to prison for no reason because of his wife's hatred. Don't worry, once you play this emotional card, Qian Feng's matter is basically a matter of being determined. You can adjust your emotions and take some time to talk about it. This matter should be fine."

Liu Qinglong forced a smile, but this smile was even more uncomfortable than crying. Long Junchen ignored this guy and he had done his best. As for how to deal with this guy, that was his business.

When Long Junchen walked to the door, Liu Qinglong suddenly called Long Junchen, "Junchen!"

"Brother Qinglong, is there anything else?" Long Junchen asked slowly with a smile on his face.

"This time, thank you." Liu Qinglong said with moist eyes. Long Junchen was willing to help him like this, not for the sake of profit, but really regarded himself as a friend.

On the other hand, Yinhai Municipal Public Security Bureau, Lang Xiao came to the office of Lu Yiming, director of Yinhai Municipal Public Security Bureau, with a dark face.

"Cui Desheng's case? Are you closing the case now? Death naturally?" Lang Xiao stared at the eyes of the office desk with his hands, looking at Lu Yiming from a high place, with his face full of confusion.

"Yes, is there any problem? Besides, who are you? How dare you enter the director's office casually?" Lu Yiming said unhappily when he saw the big and thick wolf Xiao.

"I am from MI6. I can tell you very responsibly that Cui Desheng cannot die naturally. You can investigate me again! I will file a case immediately!" Lang Xiao pointed at Lu Yiming's nose and ordered word by word.

"MI6? Humph, why should I believe you?" Lu Yiming snorted coldly, obviously not taking this guy seriously.

Who knew that the next second, Lang Xiao immediately changed his face and touched his waist directly. He pointed at Lu Yiming with a revolver straight, "I ask you to check it, just check it. If you don't check it, you don't need to be the position of the director!"

"You?!" Lu Yiming widened his eyes. This was the first time he encountered someone in the public security bureau who dared to threaten him with a gun. This was too ridiculous.

He thrust his mouth and opened his mouth, but found that he could not say a word in front of the dark barrel.

"I dare to look at you with a gun here. Don't you believe my identity? I said that this case is not that simple, please file a new investigation." Lang Xiao saw Lu Yiming surrender, his tone slightly eased, but the barrel was still aimed at Lu Yiming.

"You said Cui Desheng didn't die naturally, then, then, do you have any evidence?" Although Lu Yiming shivered in front of the barrel and stuttered in his speech, he was still unwilling to take over the way of life, so he was still trying to refuse.

"Evidence? If you check it yourself, the evidence will naturally surface. Our MI6 department will never catch the wind and shadows, do you understand?" Lang Xiao was a little impatient. He pointed his gun at Lu Yiming's forehead and said with a frown.

"But," Lu Yiming paused, but it was hard to refuse. The fine sweat on his forehead slowly left his cheeks. He suppressed his fear and said, "Now we have transported the body to the family. If the case is re-issued, we have to do an autopsy. Maybe we have to have an autopsy. Then we must seek the consent of the family."

"This is your business, I have already brought my words. If you don't want to do something, and there are more people who want to do it, you can give up the position of director." After saying that, Lang Xiao put away his pistol, hummed his nose, glanced at Lu Yiming with disdain, turned around and left.

When Lu Yiming heard the door being gently closed, he came to his senses. At some point, his back was soaked in sweat.

Long Junchen left Shenglong Hospital where Liu Qinglong was staying, greeted Liu Wenwen, and left.

When he walked outside, Long Junchen saw that the lights were still on in Dong Wenxuan's clinic. He hesitated for a while, but walked over.

"Oh, Xuanzi, I performed well today and I actually started reading books." Long Junchen stepped into the store. Dong Zhuoran, the hand-off manager, was still not there, but Dong Wenxuan put down his mobile phone for the first time and read books there.

Dong Wenxuan looked at Long Junchen who came in, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a cigarette was lit in a dull sense, "Brother Long, do you think, is it possible for me and Feifei?"...
Chapter completed!