After hearing Tang Ning's seemingly perfunctory words, Junko Kasahara's unmodified and colorless lipstick was not applied with any cosmetics, and she still had a hint of moist and shiny luster. Her light pink delicate lips that teased the man's original desire moved. Finally, she lowered her eyes shyly and said nothing. She also stopped her work in her hands, held a teacup in her hands, staring at the light green tea in the cup in the rising heat, and stretched out a finger to rub the mouth of the cup.

Perhaps she felt a little subtle from Tang Ning's eyes, words, and expressions, but something that was not enough to be said in person. The little thing that made ripples deep in her heart was very sweet and warm. This subtle touch made her body tremble slightly and her face had a fever. In her spare time, in her dreams, I once remembered this impact that went deep into her heart, but I didn't expect it to come from a boy who was a few years younger than her. I was a little panicked and troubled, but in short, it was a very upset mood that made her cheeks blush more and more intense, and her pretty and dazzling face couldn't help but make her mind intoxicated.

The scene was a little quiet, silent, and an ambiguous atmosphere gradually spread.

Even though he knew that the other party had misunderstood, Tang Ning had no way to explain it, because he had not yet grasped it accurately in his heart. Is there any reason for the so-called beauty? The more he described it, the darker it became. It would be much better to explain this kind of thing without explaining it.

Tang Ning picked up the cup and took advantage of the tea to resolve this ambiguous and awkward atmosphere.

Although it is very hot, as hot as the weather outside, the tea made with superb skills and flows into the stomach with a strong tea aroma, it seems that all the taste is divided into countless streams of thin streams, flowing all over the body. That feeling... Well, how to say it? It is very comfortable and comfortable. If you close your eyes and taste it carefully, your thoughts can be leisurely and at ease.

Sure enough, the water quality of tea leaves is the same, but the tea made by different people tastes different. No wonder those top-ranking powerful groups in society have their own tea art technicians.

Buzzing... The sound of the vibrating phone breaks the temporary silence.

Tang Ning held the cup with his right hand, stretched out his left hand and touched it in his right trouser pocket. It was his own.

He raised his neck and drank the last sip of tea in the cup with his right hand. He put down the cup and took out his cell phone. He saw that the number was very unfamiliar. He frowned, then smiled at Junko Kasahara and said, "I'm calling in. Sorry, I'll take it."

"Um."

Tang Ning answered the phone, got up and stood in front of the window.

"Hey, who?"

The sound from the phone made Tang Ning stunned. He asked in surprise: "Officer Zhang? Why are you? Why do you have my phone number?"

"That guy Zhou Yu told me, where are you now? I want to ask you for help with something?" The officer Zhang Jingsheng, who had met him in the emergency center on the phone, spoke in a hurry and a very fast tone, as if something extraordinary happened.

"Haha, I said to Officer Zhang, are you right? Ask me for help if you have something to do? Have you found the wrong person? What can I help you?"

"Do you think I want to? Isn't this trying to find a blind cat to try my luck! Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and say, where is it? I'll go there right away."

"I think you don't have to worry about it, I..."

"Stop talking nonsense, where is it? Get it done!"

Dede, this guy on the phone saw that he had really encountered something. Did he have a case? But even if there was a case, what did it have to do with him? Is it because he wanted to ask someone to help me, but it was unreasonable to find him here? Didn’t he enter the wrong temple gate and burn the wrong incense?

Tang Ning felt very sorry in his heart, but he didn't delay much and reported his current location.

Hang up the phone, walked back to his seat and sat down, and said to Junko Kasahara, "It's a policeman, I'm fine if I let him come here?"

After understanding what he said, Junko Kasahara shook her head and said, "It's okay, this place is originally a place for business. Except for the insiders, no one knows that this is a stronghold of Mizuki Beichen in the Chinese martial arts world. However, Tang Jun, Junko, wants it, think..."

The eyes were like water, and the eyes were asking, biting the cherry lips lightly, and they wanted to speak but stopped.

Tang Ning guessed what she wanted to say from the other party's expression. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, from me, I guarantee that it won't leak out. But we have to say things in front. When will the place be explored in the future, don't find my head at that time."

"No. This place has existed for more than ten years and has no malice towards the Chinese martial arts world. Muri Hidden Beichen basically has such strongholds in major cities in China, and most of them have been exposed. Including here, only a very small number are still in a hidden state for the time being. However, well, there is no need to worry even if it is exposed. Many Chinese martial arts sects also have strongholds in Japan. There are three within the sphere of influence of Muri Hidden Beichen. And we have never been in trouble with them. We didn't before, and we won't go back to the future."

Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, then grinned, "I understand, it's like a spy infiltrating the other party's territory. Both sides know their existence, but as long as it's not bad, they are acquiesced. Right? Moreover, if you need it, you can pretend to be unintentionally and leak out the deliberately leaked information."

"Well, it's almost the same." Junko Kasahara's face gradually faded away, and she said seriously: "So, Mr. Tang, don't worry about the crime of being connected with foreign enemies."

Tang Ning was even more amused by her words and said, "Sister Chunzi, do you think I look like I care about those so-called crimes? I only act casually and as long as I am worthy of my conscience, I won't care about anything else."

"Tangning!" Junko Kasahara frowned and said with a coquettish voice.

"Oh, don't call me Tang Ning? Haha, Sister Chunzi, I know what you are worried about, don't worry! I am young, but it doesn't mean I'm ignorant. Rumors are more powerful than tigers, more powerful than knives, more convicts, suspected frame-ups, and murders without blood. I also understand that I will pay attention to the right position in the future."

Junko Kasahara felt relieved, raised her head slightly, and her pretty eyes flashed with a strange light, as if she had known Tang Ning for the first time. After a long time, she asked softly: "Can you tell Junko, are you specific age?"

"Seventeen? What's wrong?"

Junko Kasahara shook her head, "No, I just feel..."

“It doesn’t feel like it?”

"Um."

Tang Ning, who was embarrassed by her eyes staring at her, coughed twice to hide her embarrassment. "That, Sister Junzi, aren't you really attracted by my mature charm with a tender face, right?"

"loquacious!"

"hehe."

Looking at the stunning white, pure and tender, and incomparable exquisite face, Tang Ning couldn't help but think, if Feifei could grow to this level in the future, Tang Ning would be content!

Dingdeng, someone came upstairs, and it was very urgent, and the sound of stepping on the wooden stairs was clear.

Soon, Zhang Jingsheng's wide body appeared from the entrance of the stairs in the northwest corner more than ten meters away from Tang Ning and his seat. He had a large cap, green police trousers, and light green short-sleeved summer clothes.

His eyes swept across the room, swept to where Tang Ning was, and walked over with great strides.

"Officer Zhang, don't worry. If you have any trouble, it's not too late to wait until you take a tea and relax."

"Hmph, I'm not big, I'm pretty good at enjoying it." Zhang Jingsheng pulled a chair from behind, sat down, took off his hat as a fan, stretched his cuffs and wiped the sweat stains on his head and face, picked up Junko Kasahara, poured him a cup of tea. As soon as he took a sip, he turned his head and vomited it out with a slight sound.

"It's hot enough outside. Do you still drink such hot tea? Isn't it a problem?" He waved his hand and turned his head to greet him loudly, "Waiter, come two bottles of iced mineral water. The cooler the better, the better. It's the kind with ice cubes."

After shouting, he grinned and fanned his hat with his hat. It seemed that the hotter it became. So he threw the hat at the table. He moved the chair and leaned against Tangning.

Before talking about the serious matter, I glanced at Junko Kasahara opposite and asked Tang Ning: "Who is this girl? Your girlfriend? She seems to be older than you?"

"I said to Officer Zhang, if you have something to do, don't guess it, he is my sister."

"Oh, I'll tell you." Then he straightened his back and apologized to Junko Kasahara, "Sorry, girl, don't mind. I'm just talking like this, straightforward, and there's no intention of offending you."

"It's okay. If you have something to do, I'll go over some."

After Junko Kasawara got up and left, after a while, she probably couldn't hear her words. Zhang Jingsheng joked: "This girl is good, she has the strength and is extremely beautiful. If she has the opportunity in the future, she will develop."

"Uncle, can I understand that you are urging me to have an early love relationship?"

"I'm just a fool. Are you half-aged boys not going to fall in love with me as you watch?" Zhang Jingsheng looked disdainful. Soon, he stopped joking, and his face was serious and his expression began to talk about serious matters.

"A case happened in our jurisdiction last night, and three people died..."

"Wait, uncle police officer, there was a murder in your jurisdiction. What does it have to do with me?"

Zhang Jingsheng glared at his eyes and said angrily: "Why are you anxious? Can you listen to me after hearing me?"

"Okay, okay, you said,"

"That's how it is..."

Next, Zhang Jingsheng briefly took the case, focused on describing the physical signs and representations of the corpse in detail, and finally said: "The forensic doctors of the Provincial Criminal Investigation Corps cannot find out the cause of death, which means that this matter has exceeded the scope that ordinary people can understand. Perhaps some supernatural events that cannot be explained by science have occurred. I think you are all martial arts practitioners. Think carefully about it. Among you who understand kung fu, is there any evil kung fu that can cause death with this corpse surface characteristics after killing people?"

Unexpectedly, after listening to his narrative, Tang Ning was completely distracted.
Chapter completed!