Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 107 Clues
Mr. Zheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the landscape in the community created by expert gardeners, his eyes full of reluctance.

This used to be his favorite place.

after,

I'm afraid I won't have the chance to watch it again.

"Boss Zheng."

The driver, Lao Quan, put down the phone in his hand and said:
"Old Jiao means that you'd better leave Xia Guo, go outside to avoid the limelight, and see if you have a chance to come back after the matter is over."

"Heh..." Mr. Zheng said lightly:
"Chance?"

"Is there still a chance?"

He has been working hard in Qu City since he was born, and he has come to the present step by step. His relatives, friends, relationships, and wealth are all in Xia Country and this city.

Without here, he is nothing.

At his current age, he no longer has the will to start from scratch.

"Crack!"

Clenching his fingers tightly, Mr. Zheng's eyes showed a fierce look:
"Slay the mill and kill the donkey, they are going to take the blame on me!"

Lao Quan didn't make a sound, just hung his head in silence.

After all, Fuhong is a tens of billions of enterprises. The restructuring is not only a key project in Qushi in the past two years, but also has attracted the attention of the state government, the attention of those big shots.

Nowadays, the restructuring is not progressing smoothly, and insider trading is frequently reported, which cannot be suppressed. It is not an exaggeration to say that the public is full of grievances, and someone must be responsible for it.

If there is a small problem, just deal with a few small people.

but now,
The problem became bigger and bigger, and even the chairman of Datong died in full view, and even the state government and the court officials were alarmed by it, and they all cast their inquiries.

little people,
I can't bear it anymore.

What are the identities of Su Weijun?
It's just a small employee of the group!
Even if it is handed over, it will not be enough to dispel the doubts and anger of the people, it will only arouse greater conflicts, and it must have more important talents.

Mr. Zheng,
Just right.

Only by attributing the reasons for the group's poor management, poor progress in restructuring, and internal conflicts to the group boss can the people be angry.

otherwise.

Too many people will be involved!
"Boss Zheng."

Lao Quan thought for a while and said:
"Old Jiao said that too many people were involved in Fuhong's restructuring. If we investigate to the bottom, there will be great turmoil in Qushi, and it will be bad for everyone."

"The investigation team from the state will arrive tomorrow, and there must be a conclusion today."

尾，
It's on my boss.

"Too."

Mr. Zheng turned around and narrowed his eyes:
"For me to retreat completely, I have already given enough face, at least I didn't kill them all like Su Weijun and the others."

"Ah……"

"Sure enough, fortunately, I kept an eye on it at the beginning."

Even Su Weijun has the means to coerce other people, how could he not have it, because there are people who tipped off the news.

Tell him to leave before the investigation team arrives.

It is because they are afraid that the fish will die and the net will be broken.

"Call Xiaokou."

Lowering his head, Mr. Zheng was powerless to wave his hands:
"Tell him to wait for me at the ferry ahead of time."

"Yes."

The old Quan should be.

Turning around, he pushed the door and walked out when he took out his cell phone. The heavy door was slowly pushed open, and a cold light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Danger!

The experience of being a mercenary outside in the early years made him react immediately, throwing the phone forward in his hand, and his body retreated violently.

At the same time, stretch your right hand toward your waist.

"Humph!"

The visitor snorted coldly, and the two of them rushed into the room almost close to each other, bumped into the glass water tank, and even stabbed Lao Quan's throat with a sharp knife.

Incredibly fast.

"puff!"

"Pfft!"

The sound of sharp blades breaking through the body sounded.

Lao Quan's body trembled, pools of blood gushed out of his throat and heart, all his strength leaked out rapidly, and his consciousness sank into a bottomless abyss in an instant.

"Who?"

It wasn't until this moment that Mr. Zheng came back to his senses. Seeing that the driver he had hired with a lot of money was not an all-in-one enemy, he died on the spot, and his complexion turned pale instantly.

The corners of his eyes twitched, he looked directly at the person, gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"I'm already leaving, you still plan to let me go?"

"Boss Zheng."

The person who came was wearing a Rakshasa mask sold on the street. He was skillful in his movements after the murder. He was obviously a veteran. He shook the blood on the sharp blade and approached:
"Ming people don't speak dark words, so hand over what you have in your hands?"

"..." Boss Zheng snorted coldly:
"If you don't hand it over, you still have a chance to live. If you hand it over, will you let me go?"

"Hey..." The visitor laughed lowly:
"Mr. Zheng, no one has ever dared not tell the truth when it fell into my hands."

"It's you!"

The familiar voice made Mr. Zheng's complexion change drastically, and his eyes showed horror.

…………

"cough!"

"Cough cough!"

Fangzheng pulled his mask, coughed twice, and said in a low voice:

"Mr. Zheng, you don't want to be tortured by me either, tell me honestly, who killed Zhang Yongfeng?"

"No, no, this is too useless to threaten."

"Well……"

After pondering for a while, his voice was pan and venomous:

"The surname is Zheng, who killed Zhang Yongfeng?"

"If you don't say anything, I'll kill you!"

"It still doesn't work, what should I do if I scare people like this? Besides, the person surnamed Zheng may not know who did it, so he will just name it to fool me when the time comes."

Shaking his head, Fangzheng rehearsed again, his voice became gloomy, cold and oppressive:
"Mr. Zheng, you don't want your son to have an accident, tell me who killed Zhang Yongfeng, and I will let you father and son go."

"how?"

"Ah."

This time, Fangzheng was finally satisfied:

"that's it!"

"Shh!"

He turned over and jumped out of the flowers, stepping on seven-star steps, like a flying butterfly, galloping under the green plants, avoiding surveillance and approaching the destination.

"Peng!"

The soil on the ground trembled, and Fangzheng took advantage of his strength to fly up. He leaped several meters high, which could even amaze the world high jump champion.

Jin Yangong!
Superficial!
Landed on the windowsill, feet silent.

It seems that there is a thick layer of cushion on the sole of the foot, and the huge force is easily removed.

Pushing forward with one hand lightly, the strength exploded, but there was a crisp 'click', and the opening and closing handle of the window sash broke from it.

Pushing open the window sash, Fangzheng tumbled into the room, and the expression under the mask suddenly changed.

Bloody smell!

He is all too familiar with this smell.

what happened?

Quickly came to the door, but saw the outer door was open, a corpse lying in the broken fish tank, blood mixed with running water.

The other person was not completely dead, his body twitched from time to time, and his face was full of painful struggles.

open the door?
If I knew this earlier, why would I go to such lengths to jump out of the window?

Pooh!
Now the point is not this!
Fangzheng's eyes were fixed, and he walked quickly to Mr. Zheng, checked his condition a little, and knew that it was hopeless.

"Boss Zheng!"

He squatted down and hurriedly said:

"Who killed Zhang Yongfeng?"

"Gu..." Boss Zheng's throat rolled, blood foam overflowed from his mouth, and his lifeless eyes gradually condensed under the call of the voice.

"Boss Zheng."

Fangzheng said:
"Do you recognize Zhang Yongfeng? The general manager of Longgang."

"Guoer..." Mr. Zheng struggled to speak, his voice was weak and eager:

"my son……"

"It's not your son." Fangzheng frowned and said anxiously:

"It's Zhang Yongfeng, the general manager of Longgang, the one who was killed under the bridge a few days ago, do you know who killed him?"

"My son..." Mr. Zheng said.

"Your son killed Zhang Yongfeng?" Fang Zheng's eyes were murderous.

"No." Mr. Zheng spat out blood, with despair on his face, his eyes were like looking at another fool, and his voice was full of unwillingness:
"Save...save Kuoer."

"Oh!" Fangzheng blinked:
"It wasn't your son who did it, who did it?"

Hey!
Of course I fucking know Zhang Yongfeng!

But can we forget about Zhang Yongfeng now!
Boss Zheng's body trembled, he didn't know if it was from anger or pain, if he could move, he might have already been slapped.

"quick!"

"Save Kuoer..."

"Huh?" Fangzheng noticed Huadian, and with his gloved hands he pulled off the clothes on Mr. Zheng's chest, and the familiar wound came into view:

"This is……"

"The weapon that killed Lao Shi?"

"Who!"

Fangzheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Mr. Zheng:
"Who is going to kill you?"

"My son..."

"I know you have a son."

"save……"

"Save your son?" Fangzheng blinked:
"Let's not worry about your son. You tell me who is going to kill you first, and I can avenge you without any reward."

"Guer!"

Boss Zheng straightened his body, opened his eyes wide, and with both hands suddenly exploded with great force, he grabbed Fangzheng's collar tightly and roared loudly:
"neck!"

"necklace……"

"save him!"

Immediately, he rolled his eyes, fell heavily to the ground, and swallowed his last breath.

Uh……

Fangzheng looked dull:
"Mr. Zheng, we don't seem to be on the same channel?"

After speaking, he was secretly annoyed.

Now that Mr. Zheng is dead, he didn't ask anything. The murderer just showed up, but he just passed by like this?

wrong!

Fangzheng squinted his eyes, his thoughts turned sharply.

That man came to Mr. Zheng, certainly not without a reason. Before Mr. Zheng died, he said that he wanted to save his son, which meant that someone wanted to kill Zheng Kuo.

Who will kill him?
The murderer who killed President Zheng just now!

"good."

Fangzheng's eyes lit up:
"That person must have gone to find Zheng Kuo. If I can find Zheng Kuo in advance, I can sit on the sidelines and wait for the murderer to take the bait."

"I'm so fucking smart!"

"Where is Zheng Kuo?"

What was a problem for others was simple for him.

Turning his gaze, Fang Zheng dashed into the villa.

This is Mr. Zheng's home, and there must be Zheng Kuo's room. As expected, he saw a photo of Mr. Zheng and his son in one room.

But the layout obviously doesn't belong to Mr. Zheng.

It belongs to Zheng Kuo.

Finding something that he often played with, Fang's face turned serious, he took out the dagger and cut his finger, smearing blood on the item.

At the same time, he took out a magic talisman and recited in his mouth:

"Niwan puts the camp soul, Zhongyuan holds a palace;"

"Dantian Sanling Mansion, mixed with supernatural powers."

"Chong Yulong, get up!"

Seeking gas tracer!
The talisman burned, the blood dimmed, and a wisp of blue smoke floated out from the ashes of the talisman, folded in the air, and flew towards the distance.

*
*
*
Su Weijun went crazy.

Or……

Su Weijun, who used to be gentle and gentle, had always hidden a crazy beast in his heart, but now he finally tore through the disguise and revealed it.

Even Pan Zi dared not look directly at him now.

In fact, everyone underestimated him. How could he be able to secretly control a smuggling gang?
"Anyway, everything is over, so let's just play big."

Su Weijun's eyes were red, and he smiled ferociously:

"We have been smuggling for so many years and have raised so many people. Since we will never come back in the future, we might as well use them all."

"Live to me!"

"Tell the people in Qushi that if you don't give me enough money, I will kill the hostages, starting with these rich second generations!"

"Okay." Pan Zi sighed and adjusted his phone:
"But Brother Jun, the live broadcast is easy to reveal the location. Let's record the screen. It would be bad if we lure people from the Public Security Department. After all, the boat from the ferry can't come over until night."

"Ah."

Su Weijun wasn't really crazy, he nodded upon hearing this.

"Please let me go." A young man in the car cried in a voice:

"My dad has plenty of money, no matter how much you want, my dad will give it to you, please let me go!"

"Really?" Su Weijun turned his head, glanced at the young man, looked at Zhao Jin, who looked like a female ghost with crying makeup, and asked with a grin:
"How much can your dad get?"

"I...my dad has no money." Zhao Jin stammered with horror in his eyes:
"Really, I'm not lying to you."

"Snapped!"

Pan Zi slapped him, directly swollen Zhao Jin's side face:

"Fuck your mother, your father is notoriously greedy, and everyone he knows is a billionaire. You tell me that your father has no money? Are you playing me like a fool?"

"Find a fight!"

"Wow……"

Zhao Jin cried loudly, her body trembling, and the cushion under her buttocks was soaked.

"Fuck!"

Pan Zi's complexion changed drastically:

"incontinence?"

"It's fine if you're ugly, and you're fucking stinky. Your father had better come up with the money, or I'll be the first to kill you!"

…………

in the hall.

Everyone is busy.

The sound of hurried footsteps and shouts never stopped, but there was no confusion. Everyone had a serious expression on their faces, and a serious atmosphere permeated here.

On the huge screen, a video posted by Su Weijun on the Internet was being played.

"Everyone."

At this time, Su Weijun, with red eyes and a crazy expression, looked like an extremely dangerous lunatic, holding a dagger in his palm and turning:

"I've arrested nine people now, each with 1000 million yuan. The total of the nine people is [-] million yuan. You are limited to take it out before twelve o'clock at night."

"I don't want cash, I convert the money into virtual currency and transfer it to the designated account."

"If not?"

"Shh!"

"puff!"

The dagger came out and stuck in the leg of a young man behind him, pools of blood poured out, and the young man hugged his leg and screamed.

"Well-off!"

The face of the person in front of the screen changed drastically, and he subconsciously took a step forward:
"1000 million, I'll give it, I'll give it!"

"Member Zhao, tell them I will give you 1000 million, and let them go!"

"Mr. Liu." Officer Lin whispered:
"Even if they give money, they may not let people go. Last time they asked that only one person go to negotiate, and our people who went there just fell down."

"They have guns in their hands!"

"Director."

One stood up and reported:

"The video was uploaded to the Internet from a car. The phone is currently down and the car is in a scrap yard. There are no more clues yet."

"Ah."

Zhou Ping nodded expressionlessly:

"When will the location of the hostage be determined?"

After Su Weijun went crazy, he started to arrest people everywhere, and the ones who were arrested were all rich second generations. This is actually a good thing for the Public Security Department.

Because without exception, these rich second generations are very concerned about their own safety.

The family members even tampered with their mobile phones, jewelry, and their bodies, so they can easily locate them. This is one of the reasons why the Public Security Department responded quickly.

The robbers have been fleeing under the tracking of the Public Security Bureau, and they have no extra energy to torture this group of rich second generations.

"It has been determined."

Officer Lin nodded:
"However, the robbers are very smart. They locked people in three places. If something happens in one place, the other two places will get the news."

"By the time……"

"According to the behavior of this group of people, the lives of the hostages cannot be guaranteed."

Su Weijun was engaged in transnational smuggling business, and all the people under him were desperadoes, which was far beyond everyone's expectations.

No one could have imagined.

He played so well!

Zhou Ping narrowed his eyes and looked embarrassed.

Three positions, nine hostages, each hostage is very important, the key is that time is limited, it is difficult to take care of everything.

Once you do it,
There must be casualties!

Moreover, the robbers asked a person to go there, and if there was too much movement, they would also kill the hostages.

"Member."

Qian Ni put down the phone and said in a low voice:

"The public reacted fiercely to Fuhong's restructuring, but they were not very sensitive to the hostage-taking by the Su Weijun."

"The rich second generation..."

"Not a good word for common people."

What he said was relatively polite. In fact, there are many people who gloat on the Internet, and they might be happier if one or two rich second generations die.

"We can't compromise with the robbers."

Councilor Zhao spoke slowly:
"1000 million, I don't have it."

There was silence.

Everyone looked at it after hearing the words, some were surprised, some were astonished, some were terrified, and so on.

"Standing behind us are the common people and the Public Security Bureau. We should not compromise with anyone. Everyone should understand that doing evil in Xia Kingdom will never end well."

He lowered his eyebrows and said in a muffled voice:
"Even if my daughter is kidnapped by robbers, I... will never give in!"

"Snapped!"

The teacup in one hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"Ok."

The man in front of the camera poked his head out and said:
"Member, you can upload it online."

"Ah."

Councilor Zhao bowed his head and glanced at Zhou Ping:
"The matter of rescuing the hostages is left to the Public Security Department. I believe in the determination of the Public Security Department to protect the people, and I also believe that there is absolutely no place for crime to hide in Qushi."

"Member." Zhou Ping stepped forward, opened his mouth with a complex expression, and then nodded heavily:

"Don't worry, we will do our best to ensure the safety of the hostages!"

"Ah."

Councilor Zhao has no expression on his face, and walks away:

"Let's go back."

…………

night.

The sky is full of stars.

The time agreed upon with the robbers is getting closer and closer.

Representative Zhao stood on the top of the building, squinting against the cold wind and looking at the brightly lit city below, with a rare cigarette dangling from his mouth.

feet,

Cigarette butts are all over the floor, I don't know how long I have been smoking.

"Boom..."

The iron gate collided, and Qian Ni came up.

"Member."

Qian Ni bowed respectfully and said:
"In the latest survey, your election approval rating is seven percentage points higher than the other's."

"It's mainly due to the restructuring of Hongyun. The Datong director invited by Mr. Li was beaten to death by the workers, which shows that his immaturity in business has caused people's hearts to plummet."

"Combined with the kidnapping by the robbers, your speech aroused the sympathy of the public, so the approval rate rose rapidly."

"Qian Nitrate." Representative Zhao said hoarsely:

"I have only one daughter."

Qian Ni bowed his head and remained silent.

"she……"

Councilor Zhao's voice trembled:
"Really die?"

"The Public Security Department will do everything in its power to save Miss." Qian Ni hurriedly said:
"Director Zhou's character has always been trustworthy."

"In case..." Mr. Zhao said:
"What if?"

Qian Ni didn't speak anymore.

He had actually asked the Public Security Bureau before he came, and the situation was very bad. Two of the three positions he had located were all fake, and the hostages were not at the scene.

Seeing that the time is coming to the appointed time, and the hostages...

Not one has been rescued yet!
The Public Security Department hadn't encountered such a bad situation for a long time, and even they themselves were in a hurry for a while, not knowing how to deal with it.

(End of this chapter)