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Chapter 1499 - 720 Not Enough Fight_3

Chapter 1499: Chapter 720 Not Enough Fight_3

After the middle-aged man went down, another old man continued, "Based on this message and the previous information, Yan Fei seems to be just like before. He acts on a whim and is a bit wilful. He doesn’t allow himself to be disadvantaged and relies on his Kung Fu. As long as someone provokes him, he never backs down..."

There’s an old saying: no pay, no work. Being given a fighter jet, almost at the pinnacle of the world’s technology, for no apparent reason, one would definitely not just accept it without doing anything in return.

Now, the relationships of the people at the scrapyard have been rechecked. Not only have their personal social relations been investigated, but also the people they’ve come into contact with on past missions, and anyone who might know their identities, have been scrutinised once again.

It just so happens to coincide with the recent disappearance of an aircraft carrier and an air force military base, putting everyone’s nerves on edge. Some normally unnoticed special operations personnel have also been mobilised, staying alert for any abnormalities to report immediately.

With such a massive machine in operation, investigating a few individuals is very convenient.

However, there are virtually no clues, everything comes with a ’magical’ aspect, making it extraordinarily difficult to find the truth. As investigators eliminate one suspect after another, soon, there are not many targets left.

Yan Fei, having made a ’big move’ in Provincial City in the past and then inexplicably purchasing a batch of instruments, including a quite advanced one that was directly ’sold’ onwards, is considered one of the individuals needing special attention.

Therefore, all of Yan Fei’s movements have been closely monitored. Major acts like taking college entrance exams or buying land simply can’t be kept secret.

Also, getting into disputes and arranging fights in parking lots counts as significant incidents, and naturally, have been reported.

The old man who just concluded was an elder with even longer seniority than Chief Pi. With him saying so, Director Pi and the other old man naturally had nothing left to say.

In reality, they all knew that, whoever managed to silently place a fighter jet near the scrapyard without leaving a trace, is not easy to investigate. But they cannot give up on their duties just because their hopes are slim; they have to do their best.

Their thinking was not wrong; whoever delivered the ’scrap’ to the scrapyard run by Chief Pi and the others definitely didn’t randomly choose a scrapyard; he must be familiar with the situation or know the people there.

The reasoning is sound, but there’s one thing that’s not quite right: they want to guess who might be involved based on people’s reactions, and that’s really hard to find.

Because for Boss Yan, doing such things is simply following his nature. Flying out to sea to pick up an aircraft carrier is just like naughty children seeing a stray dog on the street, casually throwing a brick at it, and then just having a good laugh when the dog runs away with its tail between its legs, quickly forgetting about the incident.

As for going to Director Pi to sell scrap, that is also a spur-of-the-moment decision. Boss Yan sells and leaves; as long as he feels there’s nothing wrong, he doesn’t linger on any regrets or give it another thought.

For this reason, Boss Yan does not have the typical reactions of feeling guilty after committing a bad deed or being overly proud after doing good. Just like now, as he stands in the parking lot, not caring a bit about the people lying around, he happily teases Boss Song, "Old Song, are you short of people? This is not quite satisfying!"

Boss Song, furious, retorts, "Kid, don’t be arrogant. Just you wait, I’ve already made a phone call..."

"Ha ha, couldn’t you have made the call all at once instead of giving me a break!" Yan Fei sneers, slaps him across the face, and is about to say more when he hears police siren sounds in the distance.

Immediately changing his tune, he shouts to Chen He and the others, "Get in the car and go, quick! Or you won’t be able to escape..."

It’s always been Boss Yan’s style: hit and run. As long as he can escape the scene, dealing with the aftermath is much easier. After all, someone like Boss Song would not trumpet being beaten up, even if those who should know do know, he would have to conceal it somewhat, right?