Chapter 76: The King was robbed! Who did it

Odney's thoughts were filled with evil thoughts. An Feng glanced at him casually and asked in a very casual tone in Java: "What is the final result of the case on Queen Island?"

In an instant, thunder rolled in the sky, and countless grass and mud horses galloped past. O'Neal was completely stunned. He felt his muscles lose control. His mind was stunned, with only one word echoing: "What should I do?"

Odney was too smart. A smart man thought too much. He suddenly remembered: Any passenger on the same plane was curious about the Queen Island case. Is it known to everyone in the Queen Island case... The police's suspicion of him, even the passengers on the road?

The other side is a smart man and proud Odney has to admit that it is possible that the other party is smarter than him.

He knows fifteen languages, and the other party has no more or less, and he knows two more. Languages ​​can be dealt with by rote memorization. In addition to rote memorization, languages ​​require strong memory and high IQ, and understanding the internal laws between letters and texts.

He is good at careful logical reasoning, and quickly deduces subsequent development from the external nature of things. The other party's training in this area is obviously not bad. He can directly deduce his travel purpose from his luggage... In an instant, Odney had the desire to escape from the first class cabin. He tried his best to barely suppress this desire. He heard the fat and big-eared official next to him complain dissatisfiedly: "You two, speak quietly and don't affect others."

This interruption made Odney escape from his endless fear. His face was pale, and his once handsome face turned like the abused "Goddess of Dawn Oles", helpless and listless... He took a few breaths, which stabilized his emotions. He turned his face and apologized gently in English, saying, "Sorry, I'm disturbing you."

The conversation between Odney and An Feng was not loud. But at this time, the sound of the plane engine had already subsided and resumed the rotation at a constant speed. An Feng bowed slightly from the side, and then asked in a gentle tone: "Otherwise, let's change seats?"

This is said in Chinese, and the leader waved his hand heavily: "Forget it, you can speak quietly in the future."

Logically, there was one person between the two, and the other party didn't want someone to argue, so the conversation seemed to be stopped, but Odney couldn't let it go and he couldn't sleep without asking the matter clearly. He had to say: "Queen Island... Oh, I heard that they caught the robbers. It was a coincidence that the robbers were my neighbors."

An Feng grinned and asked mockingly: "Oh, why do you live next door with the robber?"

This was too dark, and Odney could not answer. No, this conversation made Odney more and more frightened. The other party's words always mean something secretly, and the wisdom displayed by the other party made Odney afraid that he would be wrong. He smiled awkwardly and said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, what a coincidence? How could the robber live next to me?"

An Feng immediately asked: "Can you see the Chinese Palace at a glance in your house?"

Odney only felt creepy, but he didn't dare to lie at this time. The facts on the surface once he wanted to cover up with a lie, it meant that he wanted to cover up. Odney had to answer in a pin and needle: "Yes, I can see the Chinese Palace in my house..."

Having said that, Odney just wanted to bite off his tongue - he was speechless. He was so nervous that he accidentally said what he shouldn't have said. He quickly retaliated: "————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

The expression on An Feng's face became more colorful. Odney really bit his tongue. As expected, he was too inappropriate. What did he point out the terrain of the Chinese Palace so clearly? What did he want to explain?

Odney immediately used attack instead of defense and asked: "To be honest, I was busy packing my luggage and preparing for today's trip. I was not clear about the progress of the case... Do you have any new news?"

An Feng nodded clearly: "Let's let go of this topic. Don't be upset if the people next to me are impatient."

As he said that, An Feng explained to the leader next to him in Chinese: "The day before yesterday, a robbery occurred in Stockholm on Queen's Island. We are talking about the robbery, progress."

The leader was also very interested in this topic and immediately asked with interest: "Yes, I heard that the public security in Nordics was good before, but I didn't expect that in broad daylight, the criminals dared to rob with guns... Well, I heard that they fired guns in the Chinese Palace, and I wonder if the building was damaged?"

An Feng widened his eyes blankly and pretended to be "I don't understand". Seeing this, the leader immediately slowed down his speech and repeated the question. An Feng pretended to be half-understanding. The leader gestured to shoot again, and then he could not help but greet Han Zhiyan: "Please help me translate and ask him..."

Han Zhiyan naturally knew An Feng's background. When she saw the child, she pretended to be stupid and glared at An Feng quietly. Her question was: "This person just now wanted to check the passenger list and wanted to know who you are. Yang Nana asked me, you'd better not speak Chinese to him...What passport did you use to board the plane? How should I answer him?"

An Feng was serious and asked with gestures: "Don't the passenger list be kept confidential?"

Han Zhiyan smiled and said, "Who can stop them if they want to investigate?"

An Feng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, OK, since you want to trample on others if you are vengeful, don't blame me for trampling your dignity like mud... He smiled on his face and said, "I boarded the plane with a Swedish passport. The name I used was Carlson Ann, you can tell him this name."

Han Zhiyan subconsciously patted her chest and blurted out: "God, fortunately... OK, no problem, remember my words, don't speak Chinese to him!"

Han Zhiyan usually calls An Feng Chinese name. Because she knows An Feng's origin, she has never explored what An Feng's identity is now. What's the use of knowing his new identity? Anyway, An Feng is always the timid and never grows up in her eyes. She still remembers that An Feng was adopted in the UK and the first time she heard that An Feng had a Swedish identity, which surprised her a little, but then she thought about it and remembered that An Feng had a considerable industry in the local area and she realized it.

Han Zhiyan turned her face to the leader and whispered: "Sir, I am the flight attendant team leader of this plane. Thank you for taking this flight. He just said: The robbers of the Queen Island robbery have been arrested, those robbers..."

"Next door", An Feng reminded in Swedish: "Live next door to this person!"

Han Zhiyan translated An Feng's words to the other party, and the leader immediately asked: "Has the buildings in the Chinese Palace been damaged?"

Han Zhiyan was at the scene at that time. She didn't need to ask An Feng for this question, and she answered naturally: "I was injured a little. It is said that the bullet hit the wall and the bricks and stones collapsed a little."

Odney next to him interjected: "This lady was there at the scene?"

Han Zhiyan was shocked, and Odney immediately added: "The police will not release this detail, and you described it very clearly unless you were at the scene at that time."

Han Zhiyan thought for a while and confessed: "Yes, I was there at the scene."

"Be with me!" An Feng looked at Odney with a warning gaze and emphasized: "She was with me at the time."

"Oh", Odney glanced at Han Zhiyan's badge and lowered his eyes.

"What are they talking about?" the leader asked tightly.

When Officer Nelson called to introduce the case, Han Zhiyan was still sleeping, so she was not sure about the latest updates of the case. The sudden interruption of the handsome male model just now made her realize that the other party could understand Chinese, which made her unable to explain casually. After blinking, Han Zhiyan remembered An Feng’s reasoning with the police at that time, and she added: "They said: The criminal was a woman and two men, and the stolen goods were not taken away from the island at that time... They didn’t know what the rest were. Sir, do you still need anything else?"

The leader leaned over to Han Zhiyan's ear and asked in a low voice: "You are the squad leader, so did you check the passenger boarding form I asked you to check just now. Did you check it?"

"His name is Carlson Andri..." Han Zhiyan bit her lower lip and replied. It is logical that Han Zhiyan could shirk it, but if the other party refuses to give up, he goes to the airport to check the passenger list... Instead of asking the other party to find out what is inconvenient to disclose at the airport, Han Zhiyan might as well send him off.

"...I am a native Swedish flower man. My father is a real estate tycoon. He entered the country with a tourist visa." Han Zhiyan recalled in annoyance that An Feng was also vague when introducing himself to the crew. When the other party arrived in China, she might have to stay with her for a while. An Feng had given her the RMB bank card in hand, and she needed to apply for another copy. In this way, she should really discuss with the other party how to make up a reasonable identity.

"He speaks Beijing dialect very well, but he can't understand what I say..." the leader asked hesitantly.

"The Chinese born in foreign countries are like this," Han Zhiyan comforted: "Their language environment is a foreign language, and they are at most talking Chinese at home, but we have too many Chinese dialects, so maybe they don't understand your accent, maybe they don't know much, so you can try to say it slowly."

An Feng suddenly interrupted: "Give him a drink, more, more frequently."

The leader immediately asked: "What did he say?"

Han Zhiyan was a little unhappy. Do you have to know what others said? Do you know that both of you can understand Chinese, but they are pretending not to understand. Why are you so... Her smile on her face was a little stiff and she reluctantly said: "He said he needs a drink, sir, what do you want to drink?"

You can't suffer a loss - the leader leaned heavily into the back of the chair and asked majestically: "What drinks do you all offer? I remember there are champagne in the first class. What brand of champagne is yours? By the way, when will there be breakfast? I get up early in the morning..."

At this time, Odney showed a thoughtful expression, An Feng looked drowsy, and no one seemed to want to continue talking. After a while, Han Zhiyan brought drinks and breakfast. After breakfast, the leader who had eaten and drunk too much stood up to go to the bathroom. When he came back, he found An Feng waiting in the aisle. As soon as the leader left the bathroom, An Feng immediately passed by the other party. Both parties nodded politely when the two intersected.

When he entered the bathroom, An Feng seemed to check and confirmed that the bathroom was very safe. He calmly took out a wallet from his body, put on plastic gloves, carefully spread out his wallet, revealing... the ID of any leader. An Feng placed all the IDs, credit cards, etc. in the wallet one by one on the small table, took out a mini camera to start shooting.

Later, An Feng returned the cards in his wallet one by one, then flipped through his wallet and found a few invoices. He was overjoyed and immediately took pictures of these invoices...

After the wallet was packed, the plastic gloves were thrown into the toilet. An Feng pressed the toilet flush button and smiled and listened to the sound of water to calm down. He walked out of the bathroom calmly and walked towards his seat. Before entering the seat, the wallet had slid silently along his legs. When he walked around, he kicked it gently, and the wallet slipped under the seat quietly. Standing at the entrance of the seat, An Feng pointed to the wallet on the ground in surprise and asked, "Whose wallet?"

This sentence was asked in Swedish, but his body movements were obvious. The person who heard this immediately leaned over and looked at it. The leader immediately stretched out his hand: "My... huh, when did it fall?"

Han Zhiyan trotted over and watched the leader pick up the wallet. She apologized: "The wallet is not well-installed. If you sit together, it will easily slip out of the bag, especially the pants pocket... Sir, please check if there are fewer things?"

If you have fewer things, you can't rely on others. Your wallet falls under the leader's seat. The seat next to it is An Feng. He went to the toilet and has not yet sat back on his original position... The leader simply flipped through his wallet and replied: "No, no, thank you, thank you, thank you, comrade."

On the next trip, Odney tossed and turned, always trying to talk to An Feng. But after An Feng returned to his seat, he immediately put it in his seat and put on his eye mask to make up for sleep. When the trip ended, Odney didn't get in. When the flight attendants left the airport, he went their separate ways. Before An Feng walked out of the airport, his mobile phone did not turn on. He didn't know that Odney was behind him, and immediately called Stockholm as soon as he got off the plane and asked his companions to investigate a passenger with the same plane named "Carlson Andry"... Of course, he didn't know that Han Zhiyan deliberately reported An Feng's name wrong.

The person who came to pick Han Zhiyan up was a man in his thirties. He was gentle and had a little dark skin. He looked shy when he came over. He didn't even call Han Zhiyan's name. He just stepped forward and asked shyly, "You are back, are you very tired?"

Han Zhiyan paused for a moment, but she did not refuse. She turned around and introduced to An Feng: "This is my boyfriend..."

Han Zhiyan's eyes flashed and immediately switched to Swedish: "...As someone else introduced, this is the second time he met. He is a university teacher named Zhao Lei, the same age as me... Alas, I am old year by year, and there are very few unmarried people among my peers. My next boyfriend must be younger than me."

Then, Han Zhiyan switched to Chinese to introduce An Feng: "This is Carlson Andri from Sweden. I'm here to travel in China, my friend."

Han Zhiyan was hinting that An Feng would not speak Chinese. Who is An Feng? He immediately understood what the other party meant and reached out to say thank you. The other party just smiled silly. After An Feng finished speaking, the other party spoke inconspicuously and then smiled shyly at Han Zhiyan and said, "I'll call you for rent."

Han Zhiyan felt soft and asked softly: "How long have you been waiting?"

"It's not long before, I haven't had classes all day today and tomorrow, come, I'll help you get your luggage." Zhao Lei's voice was very soft.

Han Zhiyan sighed in her heart, let go, and let the other party take away their luggage, and whispered: "Carlson's luggage is very big, put my luggage in the back seat."

Zhao Lei's movements were stagnant and said regretfully: "I booked a lunch seat..."

The flight took off from Stockholm early in the morning, and the plane flew towards the place where the sun rose. Due to the jet difference, it was already evening in China when the plane took off, and it happened to be early in China when it arrived - early in the next day. At this time, I put my luggage home and packed up for lunch.

Han Zhiyan moaned: "But I am really tired."

Zhao Lei glanced at An Feng and asked in a low voice: "Will he go with us?"

Han Zhiyan turned to An Feng and asked in Swedish: "You should live in my house, right? My house... was also bought with the money you gave me. If you want to apply for a bank card, you are not familiar with this place, so you must have me accompany you. If you stay in a hotel, I will spend too much time on the way back and forth."

An Feng replied naturally: "Of course, then let's go."

"He lives in my house," Han Zhiyan turned around and said, "He is unfamiliar with the place, so I want me to accompany him to do things."

Zhao Lei's mouth twitched, looked at An Feng again, and whispered: "Although he is a child, he... is also a big boy."

Han Zhiyan didn't say anything, just lowered her head to help An Feng move her luggage. Seeing that the suggestion was not adopted, Zhao Lei quickly stepped forward to help and explained: "I... this is not that I don't believe you. He is a big guy, and it's not appropriate to live in your house. Otherwise, I have few classes and I will accompany him to do business."

Han Zhiyan whispered: "He... I met him when he was eight years old. Zhao Lei, don't worry about me, let me say what you just now..."

Han Zhiyan finally swallowed the second half.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong..." Zhao Lei quickly apologized. He tried hard to move An Feng's luggage. He tried harder, but the luggage still didn't move. After An Feng put the luggage at hand, he turned around, lifted it with one hand, stuffed the luggage into the rear compartment, and then smiled at the other party, and said in a stiff tone: "Thank you."

Han Zhiyan also had a lot of luggage. After many gifts bought by An Feng, Zhao Lei and Han Zhiyan could only look at each other through their luggage in the back seat. Zhao Lei kept apologizing on the road and begged again: "Zhiyan, I have booked a lunch seat. It would be better if I don't go? Look, there are still three hours before noon. We put down our luggage and went to have dinner together. We also called Carlson to let him experience the meal in his hometown. Just think I welcome him."

Han Zhiyan's face was bitter: "I'm really tired... Or should we change to dinner and let me sleep for a while?"

In the front seat of the car, An Feng opened his phone and continued to browse Nelson's emails...Nelson's emails were four more, and the first new email only had a few words: "God, I'm so slow to react. Why didn't I understand what you hinted me that day! I regret it now, can I succeed?"

The second email only has one line of words: "The king was robbed! Who did it?"
Chapter completed!