"Report to the commander! Fang Zhao dragged someone out of the native forest!"

Hoy raised his eyebrows.

Drag this word, very subtle.

"Living and dead?" Hoy asked. If someone dies, Fang Zhao may be in a little trouble.

"The target person has a breath."

"That's good, don't let him die, you'll be sent back in person! Now!"

"yes!"

After the call, Hoy received photos and images of the killer coming from there.

Ah, this looks like someone dragged it out of the woods with lots of stones and soil by someone. The wounds that were bumped out of the body and the face of blood were covered with blood.

When he saw Fang Zhao who entered the base with the soldiers in the garrison, Hoy asked Fang Zhao as if he was joking: "It's amazing! The God's Ear is worthy of his reputation! However, I didn't expect you to bring him out alive."

Fang Zhao raised his eyebrows, "I am a law-abiding citizen."

Hoy: “…Haha.”

Fang Zhao didn't care whether Huo Yi believed it or not, and then said, "This man is called Jackal. He is a veteran. He probably has business contact with the people in the film and television city. I suggest handing over the person to Muzhou. This man is involved in the murder of Muzhou meritorious dogs, more than two."

Leaving it to Muzhou people is more reassuring than Weixing Base.

Hoy snatched his chin full of stubble, threw an admiring look, nodded and said, "Okay, I'm just trying to do this."

After normal procedures, the jackal may not die, or may be transferred during a certain escort process, and may be more likely to be silenced.

But if it is handed over to Muzhou, it is probably first, life is worse than death; and then death is not burial.

For Huoyi, he could take this opportunity to sell a favor from Muzhou and ask for another batch of dogs, which was a very cost-effective transaction. The fate of the Jackal Slaughter would definitely satisfy Fang Zhao. All three parties benefited!

After receiving Hoy's promise, Fang Zhao didn't stay any longer. He left Hoy's office and went back to see how the curly hair was.

In Hoy's office, he and the adjutant are now left.

"Commander, Fang Zhao looks like a literary artist, but he always feels it is quite dangerous. I have a guess, if... I mean, if the person I caught is not a jackal, will Fang Church drag people out alive?" The adjutant expressed his suspicion. Anyway, he did not believe in Fang Zhao's "law-abiding citizen".

Hoy said meaningfully: "Some things are just stopped when they click, don't think too much. Thinking too much makes you grow old. Look at my old face, you just think too much!"

How could Hoy not understand what the adjutant said?

After thinking about it carefully, since Fang Zhao has such terrifying tracking ability and the ability to capture the jackal who had been wanted for so many years in Muzhou alive, why not track it from the beginning of the incident? Maybe it was because he was worried about the dog, but from another perspective, did Fang Zhao... purposefully give the killer time to leave the base? The best place around this is the native forest that can avoid internal military verification.

In the native forest, life or death will be unrestrained. Even if the target Fang Zhao tracked him or even killed the jackal in the native forest, as long as he denied it, who would know what he did?

The primeval forest here in Weixing makes a person disappear, it is too simple.

Having learned about Fang Zhao’s service records in Baijixing and having read some confidential files, Ho Yi, like the adjutant, did not believe what Fang Zhao said about the nonsense of a "law-abiding citizen"!

Artist?

Oh!

God, fucking artist!

Whose literary artists fight monsters and cut vegetables?

Whose literary and artistic people ran to the completely unfamiliar primeval forest at night and dragged the suspect out like a broken sack?

I thought I wouldn't know the danger level of you boy when I was wearing the skin of a literary artist?

However, it is better to be confused when it is time to be confused. Anyway, the current situation is not bad.

Huo Yi raised the corners of his mouth and signaled the adjutant to go out, stretched his waist, and moved his bones that were a little stiff. He picked up the communicator and contacted an old friend from Muzhou Police Dog Academy.
Chapter completed!