However, Long Junchen could not hear these people's whispers and compliments, and he could not hear them at all. His heart was trembling now, and his heart seemed to have been pounding for half a beat. He always felt that this world was so small, so absurd, so dramatic, so incredible.

Yes, through the chats of these people and some of their previous judgments, Long Junchen could already say with certainty that the old man playing chess in front of him, who was called Director Ma, was the protagonist of the drug case he had cracked when he first arrived in Yinhai City. Now he was absconded in Japan and was treated as bait by the MI6 Department. Ma Tengfei, the former director of Yinhai City Public Security Bureau!

Long Junchen pursed his lips tightly. Thinking that Ma Tengfei was a chess piece in MI6, he couldn't help but look at Ning Feng'er next to him, and found that the latter's expression was not strange. He just quietly observed the cart and guns on the chess and cards, relaxed his fingers, his eyes were like dragons, and his breath was as usual.

Long Junchen grinned bitterly, thinking in his heart, why is it so coincidental, but I have to say that after the horse soared into Japan, it really got older. The previous few things I talked about when the young man was crazy and ruthless. There was only the calmness and loneliness of the rain and wind. A few pale stubbles were like horses wandering in a foreign country, lonely and desolate. I have to say that Long Junchen almost recognized this old boy's virtue now.

But what surprised Long Junchen was that the people from MI6 told him that they had letting Ma Tengfei leave Shenzhou and fled to Japan to set up a long line and catch big fish. But now, after being left for so long, the people from MI6 started to hook and fish, which made Long Junchen very strange. He frowned, and this inadvertent little action was seen by Ning Feng'er beside him.

Ning Feng'er slowly walked to Long Junchen and saw that the great governor was worried, so he lowered his voice. Long Junchen breathed the quiet orchid fragrance beside him, and felt refreshed. He was about to tease him, but Ning Feng'er spoke first and said softly in Long Junchen's ear: "Sometimes, looking at his hometown from afar but unable to step on foot is a very painful thing. Exile, sometimes, is more painful than death, and is more desperate torture. So what? So what? So what? So what about cunning rabbits with three holes? Don't think that MI6 is kind. Treating such guys, MI6 will punish them much more ruthless than you imagine!"

Ning Feng'er's cold voice echoed in Long Junchen's ears. He trembled slightly, remembering the idiom "fallen leaves return to their roots". The natural phenomenon that seemed ordinary will actually become a lifelong pain for many people. Looking at the old man with a smile in front of him, it is hard to imagine that there is always a seed called homesickness buried in his heart. When it is late at night, it takes root and sprouts, tangled with thorny vines, tortures his heart.

Long Junchen and him had only been around for about a year, but Long Junchen really felt that this once powerful Director Ma was at least ten years older and had become a person who had lost his wine glass.

But then again, where is the loess not buried? Not to mention that Ma Tengfei committed a crime, there are many officials who did not commit crimes but did some small things. Didn’t they also go abroad to spend their old age after retirement? Isn’t it just a peace of mind?

For example, many normal officials, such as the director of the Public Security Bureau or the minister of the health department, have reported that domestic cadres have gathered abroad for retirement and have been pursuing their retirement. Long Junchen has also seen it, but he didn't care before, but now he has seen Director Ma and another domestic high-ranking official playing chess under the walls of a foreign country. The audience next to the shade of the tree are also powerful officials who have been rising and falling for decades. This really makes Long Junchen feel a little moved. Is it really good abroad?

It is said that many officials now use their positions to cleverly get their wives and children out when they are in power. As long as they retire, they will immediately settle abroad. It seems flawless, but in fact, the twists and turns here cannot be investigated at all. No one has heard of which migrant worker, which homeless man, or even which working class will run their wives and children abroad. What do they have to go abroad to reunite during the Spring Festival? They get up early and work late every day, not to mention going abroad, and go home every year, and have to squeeze out a train ticket.

Therefore, if there are any tricks in this, you can think of it with your heels. It is not difficult to understand why some officials are so indifferent to the people, and it is not difficult to understand why they are not sad about cutting down all the trees on the mountain. They do not even feel sorry for the water plants polluted in the river. They can choke people to death. They also say that this is in line with national standards. Even if there are bones on the road, they still insist that the wine and meat in the rich are fragrant.

Because they have already prepared a way out for themselves. I have retired and are not here to retire. You love me to death. As long as I have enough performance, I have made money, eaten oil, and received kickbacks, the lives and deaths of other ordinary people do not seem to have given these officials any sympathy and sympathy. What's more, like Ma Tengfei, who sells drugs, forces good men to become prostitutes, squeezes out the little bit of pitiful oil and water from the hands of the people, and can still play chess freely and leisurely.

When Long Junchen thought of this, he clenched his fists and wanted to kick him the chess stall with one kick and beat them all up. However, he thought that he still had a task and had to find Qian Feng first. In the face of national interests, he would always be a little unbearable and a big plan. Although Long Junchen did not have such a deep-rooted concept, he was still a great governor after all, and he was the chief governor. Even if he did not agree, he had to convince himself.

After several games of chess, the people around him left one after another, leaving Ma Tengfei and Xiao Feng, who had been fighting with him, staying there to review the game, carefully thinking about where the last game was lost, and let the opponent enter the palace with a single army.

After the person was about to leave, Long Junchen bowed slightly, approached Ma Tengfei's side, and pointed a few words beside him. After all, he is the king of ten thousand dragons. Although chess is profound, it is only a few steps in the end. Long Junchen has seen through it, so he just said a few simple sentences and analyzed the entire chessboard thoroughly.

Ma Tengfei glanced at Long Junchen with a little surprise, not sure if it was because this kid dared to be so disrespectful in front of him, or because this kid was young and was a veteran in a chess game, or just simply met an old friend in a foreign land, feeling extremely curious and intimate. A smile appeared on the tense old man's face, and the folds on it were like layers of ripples, indescribable.

Ma Tengfei naturally did not recognize Long Junchen. They had never met each other. It was just that Long Junchen had followed Ma Tengfei, so Long Junchen unilaterally recognized Ma Tengfei, and Ma Tengfei did not doubt Long Junchen's identity.
Chapter completed!