As expected of the Pure Heart Formula, it was worthy of being a genuine mystical skill suitable for women. Zeng Rou had only cultivated it for one night and her improvement was already obvious.

Of course, after spending so much time together with Qin Hai, other than using the secret method of the Daoist Canon to help her clear all the meridians in her body, and also fusing with Qin Hai when they were dual cultivating, Qin Hai's true essence had been constantly tempering her body. Not only did it allow her body's quality to surpa.s.s that of an ordinary person's, but it also allowed her body to store a lot of internal energy. Under Qin Hai's meticulous tutelage, in just one night, Zeng Rou was already able to control the huge amount of internal energy in her body, which was equivalent to a good internal martial artist. With enough time, as long as she practiced diligently, it would not be difficult for her to become a true internal martial artist.

For Qin Hai, there was one additional benefit from practicing the Heart Cleansing Art, which was that Zeng Rou was also staying in bed longer and longer. When she was with him, her coordination was getting better and better, and she would not be able to keep up for long before fainting, causing him to be suspended in midair.

After a night of diligent practice, the two of them ate and drank until the sky turned bright. Only then did they hug each other and fall asleep.

However, after they had slept for a short while, Qin Hai was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone at around eight in the morning. He picked up his phone and listened for a while before sitting up in surprise.

The person who called was the Cloud Prefecture Police Department's Bureau Chief He. As the Bureau Chief, his att.i.tude was even lower than before when he was facing Qin Hai. After all, Qian Jianjun had personally seen Qin Hai and Zeng Rou leave.

After hanging up, Qin Hai was still a little stunned. Without a doubt, the reason Han Jinsong was rescued was because of Han Lei. What he didn't expect was that Han Lei had the guts to openly attack the police station.

Did this fellow give up his life for his son?

Just when Qin Hai was about to ask someone about what had happened, Zhou Zheng, who had worked with Qin Hai before, called again. He was talking about the matter of Han Jinsong being rescued.

Qin Hai told Zhou Zheng in detail about what had happened last night.

"That's right. Through the on-site investigation and video surveillance, Han Jinsong was most likely shot. He was also shot in the head. If nothing went wrong, then this kid's current situation is definitely dangerous." "We've already sealed off all the exits in the Cloud Prefecture and have also conducted a comprehensive search of all the hospitals and clinics within the city. If that kid is not dead, I believe we'll be able to find him soon."

Zhou Zheng was very busy. He hung up the phone after he finished his introduction to Qin Hai. At this time, Zeng Rou sat up beside Qin Hai and stretched. She nestled into Qin Hai's arms and asked sleepily, "Who is it, calling so early?"

"Really?" Zeng Rou's eyes immediately lit up and her sleep was completely gone. She happily said, "It looks like the heavens have eyes. We have finally gotten rid of this harm for the people!"

Qin Hai chuckled. "The sun is already s.h.i.+ning down on your b.u.t.tocks. Hurry and get up. Are you not going to work today?"

"No, I'm so tired. I want to sleep a little longer!" Zeng Rou was once again lazy as she hugged Qin Hai, pouting incessantly.

"You really can't get up? Do you want to practice martial arts again? " With a mischievous smile, Qin Hai pressed Zeng Rou onto the bed. Then, his hands began to play tricks on her again. Not long later, the two of them rolled back into the blanket. From inside, there came a series of soul-stirring gasps.

However, at this moment, Qin Hai's cell phone rang again.

Zeng Rou angrily grabbed Qin Hai's phone, "Who is it, it's too annoying!" With that, she looked at the screen and was suddenly shocked, "Eh, this number looks a little familiar …" Oh yeah, this is Han Lei's phone number. Weird, why did Han Lei call you? "

Qin Hai took the phone and looked at it. The number was 5: 8. It was indeed very eye-catching, no wonder Zeng Rou could recognize it at a glance.

After some thought, Qin Hai answered the phone, "h.e.l.lo, may I know who you are looking for?"

"Mister Qin, I'm Han Lei. Sorry for intruding."

"Director Han?" What business do you have with me? " Qin Hai asked.

"Mr. Qin, it's hard to say over the phone. Can you come out and have a seat? There are some things I want to say to you in person. "

"Mr. Qin, I'm right in front of Miss Zeng's villa. You can see me as soon as you come out."

Qin Hai and Zeng Rou looked at each other. He got down from the bed and walked to the window. He opened the curtain and looked down. Sure enough, a black Mercedes-Benz was parked in front of Zeng Rou's house.

"Alright, wait for me for a moment. I'll be right down."

When Qin Hai hung up the phone, Zeng Rou also got out of bed and began dressing Qin Hai. At the same time, she curiously asked, "Why is he looking for you now? Could it be that Han Jinsong isn't dead, and wants you to extend his life?"

With Zeng Rou's help, Qin Hai quickly put on his clothes and kissed her on the forehead. He smiled and said, "If it's really like this, then he found the wrong person. Even if I saved some cats and dogs, I wouldn't go save Han Jinsong."

After packing up, Qin Hai quickly walked out of the villa and arrived beside the Mercedes-Benz. Han Lei got out of the car and shook hands with Qin Hai, then invited him in.

After a while, the driver drove the Mercedes to a secluded riverbank, then got off and walked away.

Han Lei didn't force him. He lit a cigar and smoked a few mouthfuls. Then, his face turned dark, "Mr. Qin, I think you already know that someone rescued little Jing Song from the police station last night."

Qin Hai nodded, "I have indeed heard of it."

Tears suddenly flowed from the corner of Han Lei's eyes, and his voice became choked with sobs.

After a while, Han Lei wiped away his tears and forcefully held back his grief as he said, "Mr. Qin, I know you are from the national security. I want to report a situation to you."

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