"Boy, you're just laughing!" Liu Qinglong rolled his eyes angrily. He was so embarrassed this time.

"I said you, you are really disrespectful to me. You can also make such jokes. Both of them are still little girls who are not well-educated in the world. I think Lingling's words are not too much. They should teach you a lesson. How about it? You are disgusted, hahaha." Long Junchen was naturally standing on Situ Lingling's side, so he didn't give Liu Qinglong the affection at all. Instead, he retorted. Seeing Liu Qinglong's defeat, he felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.

"Hey, old, I can't win even if I fight. I don't know if my tongue is not working or my brain is not working." Liu Qinglong eased the atmosphere with a half-joking and sighing, then suddenly a sly smiled in his eyes, and he smiled and said, "But if I don't make this joke, can these two girls leave?"

Long Junchen had expected Liu Qinglong's explanation and showed a smile that understood. Liu Qinglong stood up and closed the door of the ward. In an instant, only two people were left in the room, one old and one young.

"This time, we seem to have encountered a tough problem." Long Junchen put away his joking intentions and was only starting to talk about serious matters now.

"I heard you shed a lot of blood yesterday. Is this true? I have never seen you suffer such severe injuries before." Liu Qinglong leaned against Long Junchen's bed, his face no longer had the chuckling he had before, full of solemnity and seriousness.

Long Junchen put down the chicken shredded porridge in his hand and shook his head. The hair on it seemed as drooping as Long Junchen's spirit at the moment, listless. He said to Liu Qinglong: "You must have heard of what happened before?"

"Well, the explosion at the entertainment club and the murder case surrounding the entire Mosang House are all consistent with our initial investigation direction. It seems that there is indeed a problem with this Mosang House." Liu Qinglong stroked the gray hair on his forehead and helped Long Junchen throw the unfinished chicken porridge into the trash can.

"Yes, from the beginning when we realized that Mosang's house was involved with foreigners, and now that the clerks in Mosang's house are dying one after another, what happened in the middle?" Long Junchen stroked his chin, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or talking to Liu Qinglong.

"But I heard that the people from the serious crime team are investigating Bander now. Are you sure this matter is related to Bander? As far as I know, although Bander is a gangster, he is still a loyal gangster and joins foreign terrorists to destroy our country. Even if they have the courage, they can't do such a thing." Liu Qinglong looked at Long Junchen and told him the investigation direction of the Public Security Bureau during this period. He wanted to hear his opinions. He didn't know that Tang Wanying, the "informer" in Long Junchen's Public Security Bureau, had told him.

"Well, I have already told the Crime Team about this matter. I think this matter is definitely not done by Bander. This should be the enemy's suspicion. I deliberately said Bander as their own person and disrupted our investigation direction. There are so many people in Bander. If I really want to investigate, the police force of the Public Security Bureau will be completely short of it. But now it's okay. I have reminded them that the most important thing now is that we have no clues and don't know what the Devourers want to do." Long Junchen inserted his hands deeply into his hair, and his thick black hair slid across his fingertips, like countless intermittent clues. He needed to find a common point and connect all the scattered clues together.

"Mosang House, the devourer, is the neighboring Shui County." Long Junchen murmured these nouns repeatedly in his mouth, hoping to find something from them.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, scaring Liu Qinglong beside him, "Hey, Jun Chen, what's wrong with you? I was shocked?"

"Brother Qinglong, Liang Jianguo seems to have mentioned to me that in the beginning of this spring, Yinhai City will hold a world-wide calligraphy and painting exhibition. Now, it should have begun to prepare for this." Long Junchen stroked his chin and repeatedly deduced the logical relationship he expected.

"What did you mention this?" Liu Qinglong asked in confusion.

"You tell me first, is this happening?" Long Junchen's eyes looked like a raging one. He felt that he should have touched the door and guessed what these devourers wanted to do.

"Yes, there is a calligraphy and painting exhibition. Now the city and the province attach great importance to it. Our MI6 Department is also secretly responsible for the security work of this calligraphy and painting exhibition. After all, many world-wide painters, appraisers and even entrepreneurs will come to visit. They are all celebrities, and many are deeply involved with senior government officials from abroad. Do you think our security pressure is great?" Liu Qinglong did not hide from Long Junchen, and told Long Junchen about the current affairs of the calligraphy and painting exhibition and the secret security work of the MI6 Department.

"Where is time, how long will it take?" Long Junchen rubbed his temples, and a hint of anxiety flashed through his heart.

"It's soon, there's more than a month left." Liu Qinglong thought for a while and said.

"It's this calligraphy and painting exhibition. The devourers and their target should be it." Long Junchen breathed and said with great confidence.

Liu Qinglong was stunned when he heard this, "Jun Chen, what did you say? You said that the terrorists' target is this calligraphy and painting exhibition?"

"Brother Qinglong, listen to me, that's how I think." Long Junchen licked his lips and organized the language carefully. He had to tell his guess very naturally.

"First, what terrorists want to do most is to cause panic, let the people be shrouded in anxiety and fear, and make everyone panic all day long. Then they will definitely choose a place with many people. This calligraphy and painting exhibition is completely in line with the characteristics of many people."

Long Junchen said, while raising his second finger, "Second, this time, it is a world-wide calligraphy and painting exhibition. Let's not talk about the precious calligraphy and paintings of famous masters. As you said, many famous masters, painters, and appraisers in the world will come to Yinhai City at that time. Think about it, what would happen to these people at our Yinhai City Calligraphy and Painting Exhibition?"

Liu Qinglong seemed to understand what Long Junchen meant, and took his words and said, "Those who come to Yinhai City are all world-renowned masters. Once something happens, it will be a huge loss to other countries. Not to mention how much impact this has on the calligraphy and painting industry, these countries alone will inevitably settle accounts with our China Kingdom. It is a trivial matter to cause diplomatic disputes. If a war starts because of this matter, it will be really a disaster."
Chapter completed!