Dong Wenfeng returned to the sports car. While starting the sports car and driving back to the city, he turned on his Bluetooth phone and dialed a number he hadn't contacted for a long time.

This was left to him by his master, the old man in charge of the divine thief sect. He said that in the boundary of Luochuan City, no matter big or small, nothing can escape this man's eyes.

This person, code named "hidden dragon", is said to have been a big man in the dragon group before. He was specially responsible for intelligence work. After a major task, he went straight to Luochuan, hid in the dark and started the business of intelligence trading.

"Doo... Doo... Doo... Doo..."

The phone rang just four times, and then Dong Wenfeng immediately hung up the phone, and then dialed another phone number again. Surprisingly, this phone number is not the same as under normal circumstances. This phone number has only four digits.

As soon as the four digit phone number was dialed out, someone answered the phone on the other side of the phone.

"Code."

A very strange voice came from the Bluetooth headset. This voice is not human at all. Instead, it is like the voice of a tiger grinding its teeth.

When Dong Wenfeng heard this voice, he couldn't help but be awed. His hair stood upside down. This was the natural reaction of his body only when he felt a very serious threat.

He was afraid of being able to rely on his voice alone, and Dong Wenfeng began to feel curious about the people who answered the phone.

"The old man really deserves to be the boss of the divine thief. The resources he gave me are extraordinary."

Dong Wenfeng thought silently.

Dong Wenfeng was not in a hurry to answer the opposite words. For a moment, he fell into a strange silence on the phone, and neither the caller nor the receiver wanted to break this silence.

Until seventeen seconds later.

"Empty handed."

Dong Wenfeng slowly spit out four words, breaking the silence in the phone. At the other end of the phone, the voice like a beast has disappeared and turned into a sweet electronic synthetic sound.

"Hello, this is Yinlong intelligence service center. Please choose the service type. First, hire killer, second, black market transaction, third, intelligence transaction and fourth, financial service. Please choose within ten seconds. If there is no choice, you will hang up automatically."

Although Dong Wenfeng has seen so many experts and forces, he feels strange when he meets this posture. The people behind him are really not ordinary people who play with underground intelligence and come up with such an automatic service process.

"I choose three, intelligence trading." Dong Wenfeng did not hesitate and directly made his own choice.

"You have selected three, intelligence transaction. Please select one, intelligence automatic query, and two, manual service. Prompt, the corresponding handling charge will be charged for manual service. Today's handling charge is US $1000 per minute."

The voice of electronic synthetic voice is still sweet, but there are some things in the content. The intelligence service fee of $1000 per minute is really beyond the average person's ability to afford.

"I choose human services."

Of course, Dong Wenfeng doesn't care about money. He can make his things more efficient. Money is really not a problem. Even if someone gives him a thousand dollars a minute to do what he doesn't want to do, he can't do it.

This is Dong Wenfeng's character. He can't forget the old man's words, "the problem that can be solved with money has never been a problem."

"Now I'll connect you with the manual service. At the same time, the billing of intelligence service fee has begun. I wish you a smooth transaction, thank you." the sweet electronic synthetic tone slowly disappeared.

"Hey, who chose manual service? Is he mentally disabled? Can you afford 1000 dollars an hour? Can I serve you if you can afford it? Who do you think you are?"

The electronic synth disappeared and was replaced by the voice of a young girl who was equally sweet but with a little anger. The girl scolded Dong Wenfeng when she came up, as if she had lost a lot by spending a thousand dollars for her minute.

"I want a man's information."

Dong Wenfeng will not become angry because of the people on the other side of the phone. On the one hand, the other party is certainly not as simple as it appears. On the other hand, even if he is willing to spend the intelligence service fee, he is not willing to waste his time and money on meaningless quarrels.

"Name, gender and occupation." the person on the other side of the phone may feel a little bored and said impatiently because Dong Wenfeng didn't fall into her trap.

"Wang Zhifei, male, vice captain of Criminal Police Brigade of Luochuan police station."

Dong Wenfeng clearly reported Wang Zhifei's name and position. Although it is not difficult for him to go directly to Wang Zhifei to kill him.

When he fought with Wang Zhifei that day, he had found that Wang Zhifei did not practice, but was just an ordinary man with good fighting practice and relatively strong body.

However, since Zheng Meiling told him that Wang Zhifei had someone with a deep background, which could make Zheng Meiling feel a very difficult background, Dong Wenfeng didn't want to be careless.

He didn't want his front foot to kill Wang Zhifei, and his back foot Zhang Yiyi and Zheng Meiling. They were retaliated. No matter how strong he was, he was only one person after all. He couldn't guard these beautiful women 24 hours a day and act as a flower escort.

"After the intelligence collection, it has been sent to your mobile phone by e-mail, and will self destruct in five minutes. Is there anything else? Hang up if you have nothing."

After Dong Wenfeng reported Wang Zhifei's name and position, that is, in about a minute, there were the results of the investigation. The strength of hidden dragon was indeed extraordinary.

"Oh, by the way, remember to enter a credit card account on your mobile phone before hanging up, and we will take the cost of intelligence itself and intelligence service from you."

Dong Wenfeng just wanted to hang up the phone when he heard another reminder from the opposite side.

Dong Wenfeng input his credit card password into his mobile phone, then hung up and quickly checked the files in his mobile phone. As expected, there was an extra TXT document named mysterious code.

Dong Wenfeng opened the document. All official and unofficial materials of Wang Zhifei from birth to now, even those of his family, have been written on it.