"I'll wait for your phone call."

Di Lin hung up the phone, walked to the bedroom lightly, and gently pushed open the door.

On the pillow, Jun Qing still maintained the posture she had just now and slept very hard.

Close the door again, Di Lin sat back in front of the computer.

In less than ten minutes, Tian Ye’s message was sent, with a website address and an encrypted password.

Di Lin used a computer to open the URL given to him by the other party, entered the password, and the screen jumped automatically to enter an encrypted website.

After entering his dedicated id and password in the team before, Di Lin successfully entered the background folder and indeed saw all the information packages of "Operation Storm".

Open the file and read it carefully one file at a time.

In the folder, all the information they found at that time were listed.

From the pirate leader "White Shark" to his men, there are more than 200 information.

The data are divided into three parts, one is to determine the pirates who died in the operation, one is the captured pirates, and one is missing.

Di Lin entered the missing folder, and there was a file inside, the file name: storm (English name of Fengchen).

When Di Lin opened the file, he saw a photo stored on it at a glance.

It was a photo of a young man in his early teenager with the "White Shark". Unlike the obvious white bloodline of the white shark, the boy had a mixed-race face.

His facial features are as delicate as Asians, but his lines are deeper and brighter than most Asians. His eyes are as dark blue as the sea like white sharks.

His eyes were frozen on the boy's face, and Di Lin's eyes slowly narrowed.

He had never seen this young man before, but he had heard Jun Qing say a lot.

This young man is Xiaofeng that Jun Qing mentioned to him, the young man who died at the sea because he refused to kill, the young man who had been worried about Jun Qing for a long time but felt guilty for a long time.

...

...

Hotel room.

Feng Chen stood by the window, holding one palm on the glass window, looking down at the strange city lights.

The assistant stood in the living room, staring at the man's back, and plucked up the courage several times, and finally spoke.

"gentlemen?"

Fengchen did not respond.

"gentlemen?"

The assistant raised a little.

The man in front of him finally turned around and turned to look at the assistant.

The pair of blue eyes that are always as bright as stars on weekdays, look confused and confused.

"You need a reply from the branch." The assistant explained in a low voice.

Feng Chen paused and turned his face again.

After a long time, no response.

"Are you...uncomfortable?" the assistant asked cautiously.

Feng Chen frowned and raised his right hand to his chest.

My heart was so depressed that it was tightly held by a cold and thorny palm, and it seemed like a stone was blocking it, pressing on my heart.

“It’s uncomfortable, very uncomfortable!”

"Then..." the assistant walked to him, "I'll take him to see the doctor?"

"Ha..." The man laughed softly, "The doctor can't cure me."

"That……"

"liquor."

"But?!"

"liquor!"

The man's voice suddenly rose.

The assistant did not dare to resist anymore, so he turned around quickly, took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and opened it, poured it into a cup and delivered it to him.

After taking the cup, Feng Chen raised his hand without looking back.

"go out."

The assistant had no choice but to leave his room as he said.

Lifting his right hand, Feng Chen slowly poured the wine into his throat.
Chapter completed!