Chapter 1212: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Four Hundred and Seventy-Five)

The man chuckled directly, and he was not stingy with his ridicule: "Who was the person who was almost killed in the parking lot just now?"

Feng Ling: "...That was just an accident. I was careless for a while. I will definitely put a hundred and twenty vigilance in the future, and nothing will happen again."

Li Nanheng is sure of this point, as long as Feng Ling really realizes it and can really keep vigilant at all times, no one can get close to her and hurt her.

The man smiled lowly: "So I should be grateful to you for relaxing your vigilance this time, so you gave me the chance to be a hero to save the beauty?"

Feng Ling was expressionless: "I am the hero."

The man raised his eyebrows: "Then what am I?"

When she looked at the man on her lap, although her face was slightly pale, she was still very good-looking. She put the finger on her head on his chin, and gently touched his chin and face with her fingers. Ticked the tick: "You are beautiful."

Feng Ling, who has always been cautious in matters of relationship, suddenly teased him like this, and the man suddenly got up to go to his relatives. Before he could move, Feng Ling continued to press his head firmly with his hand: "Don't move!"

Li Nanheng: "..."

He then sighed: "The little hero, you just woke up, and the hot pot ingredients you brought back are still in the car, are you hungry?"

I was so scared to death by the scene of his crashing the car, how can I be hungry.

Feng Ling said in a low voice: "I'm not hungry anymore, it won't hurt if I don't eat once or twice."

"I'm hungry." When the man said these three words, his eyes were fixed on her.

Feng Ling got enlightened very quickly this time, because the man looked at her eyes when he spoke, and instantly understood what his hunger meant.

I was bullied by him for so long last night, and I came here twice in the morning, and I haven't fed him yet?

She didn't speak, just stared at him, then gently and slowly put his head back on the pillow, got up and went to pick up the fruit on the coffee table over the sofa, picked up an orange and walked back, while Peeling the skin while walking, and stuffing the orange slice into the man's mouth: "Eat the fruit first when you're hungry."

One of Li Nanheng's most hated fruits is oranges. When he was forced into such a mouthful, his whole face was so sour that he wrinkled instantly. He tried to swallow the taste of oranges, and then looked at Feng Ling. I admired the calm appearance of eating oranges there: "It's so sour and you can eat it, people who don't know will think you are pregnant."

Feng Ling glanced at him directly, and because of his words, he suddenly glanced subconsciously at the used condoms in the trash can, ate the remaining orange slices, and said: "It's not so sour, You feel sour because you hate eating it, so your senses are amplified, and a little bit of sourness is said to be sour, but it is relatively sweet.”

"Really?" The man lay there obediently, probably because he would get a headache if he really moved, so he didn't move, and said in a low voice, "How sweet is it?"

Feng Ling walked over to help him lift the quilt up, but the man suddenly raised his hand at this moment and pressed her head down again: "Come on, let me try."

At the moment when he was almost kissed, Feng Ling hurriedly pushed back the man's head, but he was careful not to make too much movement, so as not to aggravate his concussion discomfort, but seeing him lying here for a long time Afterwards, it is estimated that he has recovered a lot, and his face is not as pale as before.

Fortunately, the injury was not serious, otherwise Feng Ling would not be in the mood to laugh with him here.

A few minutes later, the landline in the room rang. Feng Ling went to answer the phone. It was the police. After explaining the matter in detail, he asked her if she had offended anyone, or if she had anything else to say. Feng Ling has no evidence in his hand, and it is impossible to directly name the suspect in this way. He just briefly talked about the situation he saw at the time and the text message he received, and the number he sent the text message to, Then hung up the phone.

After answering this call for about ten minutes, when she turned around again, she saw Li Nanheng with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.

The doctor did say that a concussion requires a lot of sleep and rest,

And no matter how good this man's physical strength is, he didn't sleep at all last night and this morning, and then he went out again, so he probably didn't have a good rest. It's good if he can sleep for a while now.

She was just about to turn around and walk out of the bedroom of the hotel suite when the man with his eyes closed on the bed suddenly said: "Stay in the room obediently, don't go out and wander around, and return to the base tomorrow morning when the snow clears on the road, so as not to delay the training schedule of the youth training team." .”

"En." Feng Ling responded. In fact, the balance in her heart is now leaning towards Li Nanheng. She can temporarily hand over the newcomers to Han Jin to help take care of them for a day or two.

However, Li Nanheng's injury was not serious, and there was no need to bother others too much, so she didn't say much, just said: "I'm going to get some food, you rest first."

Li Nanheng, who was suddenly reduced to being taken care of by Feng Ling, didn't speak anymore, but curled his lips lightly, apparently in a good mood.

Feng Ling stood in front of the French window from last night, looking at the snow scene outside the window.

According to the situation disclosed by the police on the phone just now, the drunk man really drank alcohol. Although he was conscious of what to do, his way of thinking and speaking was not very clear. During the interrogation, another person who was driving in the car had been lying in the treatment room since he was taken away, almost breathless, and he hadn't woken up yet.

However, they have already found out the identity of the driver. He is a local taxi driver in Los Angeles. He started to get into gambling debts last month and owed more than one million dollars to the city of Las Vegas. His wife took the child and left directly in a fit of anger. It was the family situation of the person they found out. As for the account under his name, three days ago, they received a remittance of 2 million from a mysterious anonymous account.

Although the bank has the responsibility to cooperate with the police investigation and should do its best to find out who the mysterious transfer account is, but some special banks in Los Angeles have a special system for some wealthy households with particularly good conditions, that is, some VVVIP-level Customers can hide their account names. In this case, it is very difficult to find out, because this mode of hiding account names cannot be found out by the bank's system. This is the honorable treatment they give to VVVIP customers. , can be regarded as a loophole that has not been noticed, so there is no way to check it.

There are really not many people that Feng Ling can think of who want to kill him, except for those who have offended in previous missions, it seems that there are really none.

But if it was someone who had fought against her during the mission, if those people wanted to murder her secretly, it would definitely not be in such a simple way. Those people were used to violence and blood, and they would not be cruel and delicate in their actions.

With this level of treatment in the bank...

She picked up the phone, opened the locked photo album, and looked at the photo of the ring jade and the jade pendant that she took, thinking about it.