Rebirth: Uranus Superstar

Chapter 85 Running away
Zhao Yixin stood there in a daze, until Han Sen and the others walked away and couldn't see his back, then he lowered his head and looked at the sticky note in his hand.

The worker next to him asked, "Ah Xin, the person talking to you looks familiar to me, is he really your friend?"

Zhao Yixin smiled, "Yes, my friend."

He continued to stare at the contact information on the sticky note for a long time before he slowly folded it up and put it in his pocket, then continued to clean the airport.

Seeing him like this, the others didn't ask any more questions, they dispersed and continued to work.

About half an hour later, Zhao Yixin finished his work, sat on a chair, picked up a bottle of pure water and sipped slowly, looking at everything around him without focus.

There are hurried travelers everywhere.

After drinking a bottle of water, he stood up, took off his vest, and handed the work permit around his neck to the worker: "I'm leaving, and I may not come back in the future."

"Figured out?"

The worker smiled and said, "Since you came here as a volunteer half a month ago, I guessed that you have something on your mind, and I have been looking for a chance to let you go..."

"Thank you, I hope to see you again in the future, and I will treat you to tea then."

Zhao Yixin took a deep breath, then turned around and walked slowly towards the exit.

He once wanted to hide his heart from himself, but after this period of time, he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

For half a month, I felt uneasy and restless every day, and at the end, I became confused and confused, and seemed to lose the meaning of moving forward in life.

It wasn't until Han Sen broke the sky with a single word just now, pointing him to a clear path, that his heart, like stagnant water, suddenly rippled a little.

……

At the same time, Detroit is far across the ocean.

A group of American police officers surrounded a residential building under the command of a Chinese man.

Not long after, the old TVB field manager Yan, who had been missing for a month, was thrown out of the passageway by a group of policemen with a terrified expression on his face.

Before he got up, an American police officer next to him swept his legs and kicked Old Yan to the ground. Then the policeman stepped forward, pinned Old Yan's neck with his knees, and ordered his colleagues to wear a helmet for the man. handcuffed.

Old Yan screamed in pain, and shouted: "You bunch of white-skinned pearls! I'm Throwing Lei Laomu, I'm a Chinese, an authentic Chinese, and I think highly of you when I come here to spend money. If you dare to arrest me, I want to report to the ambassador. The museum tells you..."

As soon as the words fell, the leading Chinese in the police force came over, untied the gun on his waist, squatted down quickly, raised his hand and grabbed Old Yan's hair, lifted it up, and put the gun against Old Yan's forehead, eyes Glaring over: "What the hell are you saying again that you are from Huaxia, and I will kill you with one shot, what a shame."

When Old Yan heard Mandarin, his heart skipped a beat. He looked up and saw that it was a Chinese, and begged for mercy: "Brother, we are all from our own family. Chinese people don't arrest Chinese people..."

"To shut up!"

The Chinese man stabbed Old Yan in the abdomen with the butt of his gun, then stood up, took the document from the American police officer next to him, opened it, and read to the information in the document: "Yan Shi?"

"It's me! It's me."

Old Yan nodded his head, but the policeman's knee pinched his neck, and he gasped for breath for a while, and it was very difficult to speak.

The Chinese man asked the police officer to let go of Old Yan, checked the information one by one, and continued to ask: "Do you know what happened to you?"

Old Yan sat up and said in a daze, "I know, but I didn't go whoring for nothing. I paid for it. Isn't this kind of thing legal in Detroit?"

The Chinese man sneered: "Heh, he's pretty good at pretending!"

Old Yan hurriedly said: "Don't dare, Huaxia people don't lie to Huaxia people."

Seeing this, the Chinese man closed the document and kicked over: "Do you know Han Sen?"

Old Yan was in pain, and at the same time his heart was half cold, and he instantly understood the purpose of the other party's visit.

Seeing that Lao Yan didn't speak, the Chinese man asked the police to throw him into the police car, and said: "You should understand the principle of being lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist. If you don't tell the truth, I am confident that you will go to jail Put on."

Old Yan's face was cloudy and uncertain.

Sitting in the car, looking at the iron fence in front of him, and listening to the dripping police siren, Lao Yan thought of his life in exile during the recent period, and suddenly there was a wave of resentment in his heart.

After finishing that matter, it was agreed to go to New York, but I was left in Detroit, a place where no shit.

Forget it, what about the money?

What about the money for Lao Tzu?
You don't have any money, and you still want Lao Tzu to work for you?
Old Yan suddenly cursed, pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth, and sucked in a sharp breath of pain.

My heart is even colder.

At the end, he suddenly raised his head, looked at the black police officer in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "I confess!"

The black police officer looked puzzled, obviously not proficient in Chinese, seeing the other party gnashing his teeth and swearing, thinking he was cursing himself, he frowned, pulled out his baton and pointed at the other party, and shouted in broken Chinese: "You said What!"

"..."

Old Yan rolled his eyes wildly.

……

Xiangjiang, Deep Water Bay.

After Zhai Wenjun answered the phone call, his expression was very ugly.

"Recruited? Recruited so soon?"

"Didn't hold on for a minute?"

"Already on the way back?"

Zhai Wenjun's heart was pounding, and after he hung up the phone, he felt smoke rising from his forehead and his heart was full of rage.

He immediately called Lei Huaqiang from Lei's Martial Arts School, and shouted loudly: "I asked you to give Lao Yan the money, did you give it?"

"What's wrong?" Lei Huaqiang seemed to have just woken up, and his voice was a little languid.

Zhai Wenjun said angrily: "What's the matter? Old Yan was arrested! He recruited everything! What the hell are you doing? You're rushing to the street and swallowing the money again?"

Lei Huaqiang seemed to wake up just now. After a moment of silence, he suddenly snapped and said in an annoyed tone, "I... I'm sorry, Mr. Zhai, I forgot about it!"

"It's really a dog can't change eating shit."

Zhai Wenjun scolded: "I'm so out of my mind, I actually believed your evil!"

"Mr. Zhai, this matter has nothing to do with you. Even if Lao Yan recruits, he will at most put it on me. Don't worry, if I am found out, I will never say anything that is not good for you, Mr. Zhai. "

Lei Huaqiang said solemnly: "Since the incident has already happened, let's directly make the second plan, and push everything to that surnamed Zhao, and let him act as a scapegoat."

Zhai Wenjun cursed a few times, but in the end he could only agree: "Then do it this way."

"Okay, leave everything to me."

Lei Huaqiang made sure of it.

After hanging up the phone, Zhai Wenjun narrowed his eyes, turned off the phone with his backhand, quickly took out the calling card, and cut it off with scissors.

After a while, he ran to the bedroom quickly, opened the safe at home, took out the suitcase, and began to frantically put the belongings in the safe into the suitcase.

While pretending, he called the assistant: "Contact Manager Wang at the bank. I want to withdraw money. How much? How much? Take as much as you have! By the way, book me another ticket to Iceland."

"Where?" The assistant thought he had heard wrong.

"Iceland!"

After finishing all this, Zhai Wenjun wore a baseball cap, a mask, and carried a backpack, and drove to the Kowloon port at high speed.

He wants to leave by boat, temporarily avoid the limelight, and return after confirming that everything is safe.

As for flying, to Iceland?
Just a blindfold.

(End of this chapter)