Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

The next day, Yang Fei got out of bed early.

He practiced the Extreme Tiger The First Style Tiger Pounce on the terrace, his strange posture drawing several disdainful glances from Lin Xueyi.

Such a boring and simple Fist Technique, yet this guy practiced for a full two hours before he reluctantly left the house.

Yang Fei's first stop was the bank, where he followed Feng Biao's will and transferred the money from the passbook to another account.

To Yang Fei's surprise, the passbook held over two million yuan.

Transferring such a large sum of money involved extremely complicated procedures.

Using Feng Biao's ID card, Yang Fei went through a lot of hassle before successfully transferring all the money from the passbook.

Yang Fei did not deduct the so-called reward of two hundred thousand.

All this money was earned by Feng Biao at the cost of his life.

Although Yang Fei did not approve of Feng Biao's way of making money, he saw no need to profit from a dead man's work.

After leaving the bank, Yang Fei thought for a moment.

Using a public phone, he called Feng Cai'er, "Beauty, are you free?"

"If you are, I'll give you the opportunity to invite me to lunch."

"Tsk, you're truly shameless. A grown man asking me to take you to lunch?"

On the other end of the line, Feng Cai'er spat.

However, it was evident from her tone that she was in a good mood after receiving Yang Fei's call.

"Say it, what do you want to eat? I shall consider it charity and treat you to a meal," she declared.

"Haha, don't worry, I won't just eat for free," he chuckled.

"I have something particularly interesting in my possession, want to see it?"

Yang Fei laughed, thinking of the USB drive left by Feng Biao.

He did not like dealing with the police, and the only person he knew in the police system was Feng Cai'er.

Yang Fei planned to hand over the USB drive to Feng Cai'er.

Knowing her well, Yang Fei was aware that this girl, who had just become an official police officer, had a strong sense of justice and professional integrity.

He was very confident that the USB drive would be safe with her.

"What is it? Hmph, what good stuff could you possibly have?"

"Where are you? Don't go away, wait for me!"

The moment Feng Cai'er heard this, she was indeed interested despite mumbling complaints, and she instructed Yang Fei not to leave.

Twenty minutes later, Feng Cai'er picked up Yang Fei at the bank entrance in her Baolai sedan.

The car sped away.

This time, Feng Cai'er wasn't wearing her police uniform; she wore crop jeans and a pair of Nike sneakers on her feet.

She was dressed in a white shirt with a charcoal gray fur vest over it, her hair tied back into a ponytail.

The Little Police Flower looked dashing, blending a unique mix of feminine softness with a valiant charm.

The moment Yang Fei got in the car, his eyes fixated on a certain exceptionally prominent part of Feng Cai'er.

While gazing, he sighed, "Officer Feng, I've always been curious, what exactly did you eat to grow up?"

"Jerk, there you go talking nonsense again."

Feng Cai'er spat again and took a sharp turn, causing Yang Fei to bump his forehead against the side of the car unprepared.

He clutched his forehead with one hand and looked mournfully at Feng Cai'er, "What I meant to ask was, why is your skin so soft and fair?"

"Do you have any dietary secrets? What else could I possibly be thinking?"

Feng Cai'er's face immediately turned red.

She had known since she was young that her chest was a little too well-developed, often the focal point of men's attention.

So the moment Yang Fei began to speak, she misunderstood and couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

But in the next second, Feng Cai'er realized there was no misunderstanding at all.

This scoundrel, while appearing to seriously discuss skin care and nutrition with her, had his eyes fixed on the very part of her she found embarrassing.

And yet, this kid made no attempt to hide his dazzled gaze.

Feng Cai'er suppressed the flames of annoyance that were ready to burst forth from her heart and changed the subject, "You asked me out, you're not just going to talk about these boring topics, are you?"

Yang Fei reluctantly shifted his gaze away from Feng Cai'er's ample assets and pulled out a USB drive from his chest.

He flashed the USB drive at Feng Cai'er, "Last night, there was a murder at the Lanting Hotel, do you have any leads yet?"

As soon as the topic came up, Feng Cai'er frowned, "Damn it, has your hotel been cursed recently with one case after another?"

"Last night, the district criminal police brigade joined forces with our station to review the case all night long, busy until dawn, but we didn't have a single clue..."

At this point, she suddenly widened her eyes, looking at the USB drive in Yang Fei's hand, "Don't tell me you have a clue about this case?"

"Hehe, what if I say, just by opening this USB drive, the truth of the case will be revealed?"

"Wow, really?"

Feng Cai'er was over the moon.

The front of the Baolai nearly came into intimate contact with the car in front.

Yang Fei was startled and pointed ahead, "Calm down, calm down, drive carefully. I told you I wouldn't just let you pay for the meals for nothing."

"You idiot? Hee hee, doesn't seem like it."

With the lead on solving the case, Feng Cai'er was in a great mood.

She noticed Yang Fei's words had loopholes and couldn't help but make a playful joke.

The girl didn't even wait for Yang Fei to react, she just tilted her head and giggled.

Yang Fei didn't expect to be played by the little girl.

He couldn't help but have a face full of exasperation, "Pah, you're the idiot here, I'm not just eating, I want to eat your 'big buns'."

"Pah, shameless rogue!"

Feng Cai'er bantered with Yang Fei while driving.

Soon enough, they arrived at a small restaurant near the University Town Police Station.

Though the restaurant was small, it looked very clean.

"Ah pah, this is how you treat someone to a meal, really now, that's not right!"

Yang Fei snorted, looking at Feng Cai'er with slanted eyes.

Feng Cai'er felt a bit embarrassed but fiercely retorted, "Be grateful there's food to eat at all, who asked you to bring the clue to the case?"

"After we eat, I still have to continue working."

"I won't accept it, you're just being stubborn."

Yang Fei was near tears and turned to leave.

"Hey, what kind of man are you, being so petty? Come back here!"

Feng Cai'er rushed up and grabbed Yang Fei's hand, "Alright, alright, if it comes to it, once the case is solved, I'll treat you to a better meal, okay?"

"Just make do this time, okay?"

By the end, Little Police Flower was clinging tightly to Yang Fei's hand.

The big and round soft parts nearly brushed against Yang Fei's arm.

Yang Fei's heart stirred, "Fine, but I get to give you a hug."

"Ah? You're shameless, no way!"

Feng Cai'er leaped three feet high like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

She instinctively guarded her chest, looking at Yang Fei with caution.

"Forget it then!"

Yang Fei muttered and resolutely turned to leave, not giving any slack.

"You come back here."

Feng Cai'er pulled back on Yang Fei's hand.

Seeing his stubborn mule expression, she bit her teeth, "Then, you're only allowed one hug, okay? Hands can't wander."

Yang Fei chuckled, and with a tug of his left hand, he pulled Feng Cai'er forcefully over and hugged her in his arms.