"Just just now, Director Fan asked me to tell everyone that he would invite everyone to dinner at noon, and he would just record it in the 'sacred'. If there is nothing to do, go!"

"Really?"

"Then there is still fake. What will I lie to you for..."

"The iron rooster plucked her feathers?"

"The sun hits the west side."

Luo Yao didn't want to conflict with Yang Fei directly. Once something happened to Yang Fei suddenly, he might become the biggest suspect. Therefore, as long as he didn't make the matter clear, he would pretend to be stupid and pretend that he didn't know anything.

...

At noon, "Sheng" was recorded that when Fan Jingyin saw more than a dozen teachers in the high school department walking into the private room together, his face turned green, and he obviously called Qin Ming alone.

Why did all the teachers in the high school department come, and none of them are left behind?

"Where is Teacher Qin Ming?"

"Teacher Qin is behind, and you will be here soon." Teacher Xu replied, "Director Fan, thank you. We misunderstood you before, and I thought you were too mean to everyone and had no human feelings at all. I didn't expect that I would arrange such a sumptuous table quietly. Thank you so much!"

"Yes, thank you Director Fan!" The teachers behind him spoke one by one.

Fan Jingyin's face is not only green, but also dark.

How much does it cost to eat at a table?

"Come on, man, put the dishes on us, hurry up!" The teachers were not polite at all. Even if there were any misunderstandings, they would come. They would definitely not leave until they finished this meal.

"Wine, drink, why don't you eat without wine?"

"Yes, there is wine..." Luo Yao pushed the door and came in, with two gangs following behind him holding two jars of wine. "Director Fan has given the instructions for the ten-year-old Huadiao, and everyone has a great time today!"

"Hua Diao is good, my favorite is Hua Diao!" Teacher Xu stood up excitedly.

Luo Yao walked up to Fan Jingyin and said, "Director Fan, as you told me, I have invited all the teachers from the high school department. Do you think you are talking to everyone?"

Fan Jingyin twitched his lips. No matter how stupid he was, he understood that he had planned to plot against others, but he was not stupid, so he turned around and led him to the army.

If he tells the truth, he is afraid he will not be able to survive in Shangzhi Middle School in the future.

"Say a few words?"

"Okay, before dinner, everyone welcomes Director Fan to say a few words to us." Luo Yao beat the snake and followed the stick, took the lead in applauding, and then all the teachers applauded.

"This is just a meal, there is no need to be so grand. I have come to our Zhi Middle School for a short time and I am not very familiar with everyone. I invite you here at noon today to learn more about it with all the teachers. We will be colleagues in the future..." Fan Jingyin's face turned even worse.

"Director Fan said, come on, everyone raises their glasses and toast Director Fan with a glass of wine!"

"Teacher Qin, I didn't expect you to be a master of atmosphere." Director Fan said with his eyelids twitching, and it was yin or yang or yang.

"Teacher Fei is a master, what am I?" Luo Yao smiled and deliberately brought out Teacher Fei. Teacher Fei was beaten, injured and hospitalized. It was your fault. Others don't know it, but he knew it clearly.

Fan Jingyin's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot. How could he not know about this?

Luo Yao knew that Fan Jingyin would not choose to hand him over to Yang Fei in "Sheng" Ji, and would have to wait for the meal or get him drunk and send him over.

What happened after the meal was not his business. At that time, if you push me, how could others think of him?

Maybe there will be a script like this. I kindly invite you to dinner, but you will turn the tables and frame me and frame you?

What does it have to do with you if you make enemies with others?

It's really easy to calculate.

If he really succeeds, he will suffer a lot.

After a meal, Director Fan's purse instantly faded. He seemed to have accepted it. As long as he could cheat "Qin Ming", someone would naturally replenish the money.

"Teacher Qin, I'm a little drunk. I may not be able to go to school this afternoon. Can you send me back to rest?" Fan Jingyin grabbed Luo Yao and said.

"Okay, no problem." Luo Yao nodded and agreed in one go.

...

"Director Fan, please wait..." Luo Yao carefully helped Fan Jingyin into a manpower car, and then he got on it himself.

"Go..." Fan Jingyin signed up for a place name as soon as he got in the car.

Luo Yao smiled strangely. Fan Jingyin thought that he had just arrived and others didn't know his address, but Luo Yao knew that the address he had just reported was not his home at all.

As for the address given, I understand it without saying it.

"Director Fan, take a rest, and it will be here in a while." Luo Yao sobered Fan Jingyin's back neck with one hand and gently kneaded it.

"Comfortable, Teacher Qin, who did you learn this massage technique from..." Within a few minutes, Fan Jingyin fell asleep.

"Team leader, what should I do next?" The person riding a rickshaw was full of warehouses. Luo Yao called him over to cooperate with his actions.

"Change clothes, you send the person back."

"Team leader, it's too dangerous for you to go alone." Mancang said.

"He is in the open, I am in the dark, what are you worried about?" Luo Yao knew, "I can't even deal with a little traitor. How can you be your team leader? Leader, if you are afraid of something unexpected, come and pick me up later."

"Okay, that team leader, you're waiting for me."

Luo Yao changed into Fan Jingyin's clothes and dressed up a little. Although it didn't look very similar, after putting on the clothes, it looked really similar from the back.

It seems 100% impossible. He and Fan Jingyin have quite a difference in height, figure and facial contour, just make one similar.

Special District 3, No. 17, Changleli, Huashang Street.

This is the address given to him by Fan Jingyin.

A small courtyard, three main rooms and two wing rooms, looks like a normal home for a family of five. Ordinary people will definitely not think there is any problem here.

But as soon as Luo Yao walked into the entrance of the alley, he noticed two gazes projecting towards him, one was the pot maker who repaired the pot at the entrance of the alley, and the other was a mobile tobacco dealer!

The pot-firing pot maker has no problem.

But the cigarette dealer is different. The alleys of this kind of residential house are not dense. How many packs can he sell cigarettes a day?

It is obviously a "swimming whistle".

Yang Fei is the translator of the Japanese military police special high school course.

This place cannot be a certain stronghold of the intelligence agency of the State Government. You can only be a secret stronghold established by the Japanese.

This was really unexpected.

However, he came here today as "Fan Jingyin", so he was not afraid of this. It was because Yang Fei was too vicious.

If he was an ordinary person, he would probably have no chance of freedom when he stepped in today.

Such a person is really worth dying!

It was a hasty thing. If the two of them came together, they would be even more sure, but since they were here, they had no intention of returning it.

If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you get a tiger’s son?

What's more, Luo Yao is no longer the Luo Yao that he used to be. Even if he is in the den of a dragon's pond, he will still make a breakthrough.

Luo Yao walked very slowly.

Yang Fei's voice was quite recognizable. Luo Yao quickly determined his position and listened to what he was saying while walking.

It was probably eating, and there were five people.

"Yang Feisang, you are so polite. Today's reception is very satisfied with Miyagi-kun and I..."

Japanese?

It seems that I have guessed it right. No. 17 of Changleli may be a secret stronghold set up by the Japanese military police special high school in the Special Zone 3.

"Yang Feisang, I heard that you fell in love with a girl and were about to marry her?" Gongcheng, who was full of wine and food, asked with a smile while picking his teeth.

"I'm just the daughter of a little businessman. She looks pretty good. My father likes me and asks me to marry her home." Yang Fei said with a smile.

"Oh, Ling Zun has such ambition?" After hearing this, several Japanese laughed in understanding.

"Miyagi Tae-kun is interested?"

"This is something that President Yang likes, right?" Miyagi was obviously very interested.

"No matter how much my father likes it, I can't argue with you. Besides, it's just a woman. What's the point? If Taijun likes it, I'll arrange it?"

"Yaxi, Yang Feisang, you are very loyal to the Imperial Army, good friends, good friends!" Miyagi excitedly gave Yang Fei a thumbs up.

"Then Daimyo-Kun Miyagi is waiting for my news?"

"Come on, come on, keep drinking, let the kitchen cook two more dishes..."

When Luo Yao heard this, his heart was filled with murderous intent. There was such a shameless father and son in this world. He knelt down and clapped the Japanese and became a traitor, but he even planned to murder his compatriots in this way. It was simply unforgivable to be a crime.

What are you keeping this kind of person for?

"Fan Jingyin, the director of Shangzhi Middle School, Mr. Yang Fei asked me to come." Luo Yao knocked on the door of No. 17, lowered his head, pressed his voice, imitating Fan Jingyin's voice.

"Come in." The person who opened the door obviously had the order, and made a way out and let Luo Yao walk in.

But just as the Japanese plainclothes were about to close the door, Luo Yao suddenly turned around and slashed his hand knife with his backhand and suddenly cut it on the other party's neck.

He had heard it very clearly, and there was a guardian at the door, so he took action.

The people inside were still drinking and eating, and they were having a lot of fun.

In the kitchen, the two chefs were still busy. It was obvious that the dishes had not been finished. Luo Yao had an idea. Including the five people who were eating and drinking inside, there were seven people, not the one who had been solved at the door.

Want to deal with everyone in one go.

The best way is to poison.

He is Yu Jie, the master of the Military Control Commission’s Poisoning Dao, and naturally he always has poison on his body. No matter it is to kill the enemy, he may sometimes use it himself.

After changing into the person's clothes at the door, Luo Yao went straight to the kitchen.

"Have the food been ready, are you urging me?"

"Who are you? Why haven't you seen you?" The chef came out with a plate of dishes. When he saw Luo Yao's face was a little unfamiliar, he frowned and asked.

"I just came." Luo Yao smiled, took the dishes from the chef, turned around and left, "Cook the next dish quickly, I'll just take it for you."
Chapter completed!