"good."

In theory, you can check information as long as you go online, but Meng Fei only has a mobile phone in his hand, which is really too weak.

Fat Chen is in the Bureau of the Radical Investigation, so he can directly connect to the intranet of many national institutions, and can also use the Bureau of the Radical Investigation Authority to check the hospital's database, which is too convenient.

"Tang Wenwen...I have a way."

Meng Fei thought for a moment.

"But you must not talk to her about technical issues."

"What are you talking about?"

"You can talk about literature and art."

"What literature?"

"You can read all the novels she wrote first."

"this……"

It's indeed a bit of a hard time.

"Just read the book, I will arrange the rest."

After hurriedly ending Fatty Chen's conversation, Meng Fei clicked on Tang Wenwen's avatar.

“Are you there?”

"It's Brother Meng. I heard that you and Tingting were traveling?"

"...Is that true. Do you know Ai Yun, the big boss of Lynx Group?"

Meng Fei decisively blocked the melons so that she would not focus on herself.

"Who doesn't know Boss Ai?

"Are you the top ten people in Wutong City Rich List?"

"Ai Yun has a secret son, have you heard of it?"

"Really? I haven't heard of it. But the children of the Ai family were mysterious before they became adults."

"Help me check Ai Yun, the illegitimate son."

I originally only knew that it was my son, but in order to attract reporters' gossip, Meng Fei specifically defined him as "illegitimate son".

"If he wants all his information, what he is, how old he lives in, where he graduated from a school, he wants everything.

"It's better to have first-hand information such as photos and videos."

"Okay! Pack it on me!"

"Also, go to Gray Magpie Hospital and check out the medical records starting from the third day of this month.

“You can also ask the nurse, other patients who are having sex.

"Oncology department, 24th bedroom, four beds, this person may have lived there.

"Chen Han will help you find clues online. You can ask him what he found first."

This matter was originally intended to cooperate online and offline. Meng Fei's method takes into account both public and private affairs, not only investigates cases but also creates opportunities for them.

"OK!"

The innocent Tang Wenwen really looked unaware of it.

"You have to work closely together. You haven't had any troubles lately, right?" Meng Fei remembered Fatty Chen and said that Tang Wenwen was a little hiding from her, and added uneasyly.

"Don't worry, Brother Meng, I have always been having a good relationship!"

Tang Wenwen said indifferently.

It seems that the situation is not as bad as Fatty Chen said, so he is still very promising?

After putting away his cell phone, Meng Fei returned to the real world.

The Yuntian has set sail and has begun to make a surging but stable motor sound that makes people feel comfortable.

Soon, the waves quickly retreated, and the small yacht turned into a white line extending on the dark blue sea.

Zhangdao is not too large, with a radius of five kilometers, an area of ​​about twenty square kilometers, and a distance of more than one hundred kilometers from the coastline of Wutong City. So he can't see it even from afar.

Passenger and cargo ships are constantly dispatched at Wusong Wharf, but most of the ships are routed to the northeast and southwest.

The Yuntian was heading eastward, and the speed was extremely fast. After about ten minutes, there was almost nothing in the field of view except the sea water and clouds.

Meng Fei discovered that the sea water is no longer blue, but has completely turned yellow like mud.

The sea water surged uneasily, and the dark clouds seemed to be shrouding in low places, rushing like running beasts. Fortunately, there was no lightning.

There were clouds and mist all around, and the distance was only a few hundred meters. The mud-like sea water kept surging, slapped on the porthole glass.

The ship was shaking so hard that he wanted to vomit.

"Is it okay to sail in this weather?"

Meng Fei asked while riding the waiter to clean up the easy-to-slide tea cup.

"Mr. Meng, please rest assured, winter storms usually block traffic more seriously this afternoon. The situation is still fine now.

"Our ship is responsible for the last flight at the end of the year every year, and there has never been any accidents."

Meng Fei felt that this beautiful waitress was standing on flag. Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, an abnormality happened.

The cabin suddenly became strangely quiet. Meng Fei realized that the motor was stopping.

After rushing forward for a few seconds with inertia, the yacht stopped and floated on the sea.

"What's going on?"

"Mr. Meng, please wait with peace of mind. The captain will make an explanation of the situation later."

The waitress looked obviously uneasy, but she pretended to be calm and smiled.

Meng Fei guessed that the worst result was the engine failure and the yacht could not move and could only break down here.

Can't go to Zhangdao anymore?

In theory, they could also contact Aiting's father Ai Yun and ask him to send a boat to pick him up.

He turned on his phone and looked at it, and understood that this was impossible.

His cell phone has no signal. Neither the phone nor the Internet is connected.

Because this is at sea, their cell phones, whether they are telephone or network, rely on satellite communication equipment on the ship.

Now there is a problem with the ship, so the communication is interrupted.

However, in addition to general communication equipment, there are also dedicated help-seeking equipment on the ship, so calling for rescue should be no problem.

It is not far from Wusong Port here. As long as rescue comes, it will be time to be dragged back to the harbor.

If it is in the deep sea and encountering Dong Zhuo and cannot even send out rescue, it will be troublesome. Maybe you will have to be buried in the sea.

Wait, this is not a clumsy conspiracy, right?

If rescue comes and drag them back to Wusong Port, they will not be able to land on the island in the next week.

Will this have any consequences? Ai Yun died because he could not get a bone marrow transplant?

Although Meng Fei didn't know the inside story, he felt that there was something wrong.

At this time, a sneer appeared on the corner of the man who was walking with him. He stood up, lifted the huge suitcase one person tall again, and walked directly to the stairs leading to the second floor.

"Mr. Ai, please..."

The waiter tried to ask him to sit down, but he ignored him ruthlessly. He carried the box up the stairs with unstoppable and firm steps.

On the first and second floors, he opened the porthole and walked with the box to the second floor plywood full of sea breeze.

The plywood was filled with wind and rain, but the winter storm was just the first to rise, and it was not too big at this time.

The man didn't care that the raindrops wet his whole body, and he pulled open the big suitcase as if nothing had happened.

In Meng Fei's shocked gaze, he put on a helmet and a compact cold-proof suit. On his back, he was a pair of wide flying wings and a striking fuel cylinder.

Powered flying wing suit?

Of course, this thing is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to control, only flying extreme enthusiasts can play it.

Powered flying wing suits can be worn on the body, but due to the fuel restrictions, the flight can be up to twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes is definitely enough to arrive in Zhangdao!

Meng Fei understood.

The cold-faced guy obviously had prepared himself and knew that someone would tamper with the yacht. This is his experience!

It’s not like the innocent and good girl Aiting, sitting honestly either watching the scenery or reading.

With a bang, the guy flew out like a monkey who flew out of the sky, rushed into the clouds and fog, and soon disappeared.

The clouds, like fallen leaves floating on the water, remained shaking in the waves.

Meng Fei also chuckled.

You have a flying wing suit, but I have a system.
Chapter completed!