genius psychologist

Chapter 269 [Black Invitation Letter]

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On a luxury cruise ship in Singapore, there are shouts of excitement everywhere.

The landline phone was picked up.

Dong Xu was watching the horse race in New Zealand with his legs crossed, and shouted into the phone: "Hello?"

"Boss, he's gone."

Wang Wu looked very cautious, with a hint of self-blame and timidity in his voice.

What was thought to be a sure thing, unexpectedly changed.

Dong Xu's hand holding the red wine glass stiffened for a moment, his eyebrows were thick, and his expression looked a little stunned and surprised.

"What's going on?" He hesitated.

"I don't know exactly what happened. The driver meant that the door was blown open, and he escaped with the car." Wang Wu said with a suppressed voice, "I'll check the car myself later."

Dong Xu couldn't help scolding with a straight face: "Stinky boy, make trouble for me."

Wang Wu gritted his teeth and said, "It's my responsibility. At that time, because the situation was too urgent, if I walked too slowly, I would run into the children of the Fang family and the Lu family, and it was easy to cause other troubles."

"So we just locked ourselves in the car without him explaining our identities."

Dong Xu took a deep breath to calm down a little.

He frowned and said: "It's useless to talk about it. Those who have to go will still go. Wait for a while before looking for other opportunities."

"Understood!" Wang Wu responded.

Then the other party bravely summoned up his courage and said: "Boss, it seems that Xu Fei is not in their group, and should have left Bangkok."

"Understood, you don't need to worry about other things!" Dong Xu said calmly, and hung up the phone directly.

He took another long breath and took a sip from his glass.

Originally, I thought of arresting that stinky boy before the war broke out, but it seemed that there was no way.

His eyes were very calm, as if people couldn't see his real thoughts, and couldn't figure out his thoughts.

On Dong Xu's right hand side is a black invitation letter.

He tore the invitation letter in half calmly and threw it into the sea.

……

All of a sudden.

The sound of the waves suddenly rose, and the waves splashed under the dark torrent.

Almost at the same time, everyone in the organization received this extremely weird and mysterious black invitation letter.

In New Zealand, Holland, Paris, Phuket, France...

In the sky loft on the Eiffel Tower in Paris.

Su Feng looked down at the whole city, his eyes became colder and colder, he burned the black invitation letter with a lighter, and said hoarsely: "It's finally here."

A clear river in New Zealand.

A scruffy, unkempt man in casual attire found a letter on the doorknob of his home.

This person is obviously Sun Cheng.

He frowned, took the cigarette in his mouth, and then tore open the envelope openly.

It was found that there was an exquisite black invitation letter inside. A rose with thorns was painted on the cover of the invitation letter. To be precise, it was a blue enchantress.

Sun Cheng unfolded the invitation letter, and what caught his eyes was a line of concise words.

"Night has come, but the lights make people forget that they are in darkness!"

His pupils flicked slightly, recalling in his mind.

It seems that I have heard this sentence somewhere, but it has been a long time.

……

At the moment, Uncle Li, who was dealing with all kinds of tedious matters and was in an extremely bad mood, also gritted his teeth and looked at the black invitation letter.

He sat there very tiredly, all he could see was the date and address under the invitation letter.

To go or not to go?
What the hell is that guy trying to do?
Are you really that sure?

This time Bangkok's operation failed, and the fact that he ordered Chen Dong to be hunted down should have been exposed.

One of the cards in his hand has been laid open.

Uncle Li gulped down a glass of spirits, then took out his mobile phone and dialed the number with the note "Devil".

"Hi, the number you dialed is an empty number!"

"..."

His face suddenly changed, what does this mean?
I have paid so much and sacrificed so much?
Just throw it away?
Cut cleanly?

So what happened to this invitation letter?

There was a look of determination in Uncle Li's eyes, he turned the pen holder in the study with a click, and immediately an astonishing scene appeared.

There was a hidden door behind the bookcase.

However, he didn't go in, but sat on the chair in the study, just waiting quietly.

After a few seconds, the secret door closed automatically, and then the chair suddenly began to sink.

This is a two-tiered institution.

When someone sneaks into his study and activates the mechanism accidentally, he will be attracted by the secret door of the bookcase.

There are countless hidden weapons and poisons hidden inside.

Will kill all intruders.

And the activation method of the underground secret room that really belongs to him can only be triggered by sitting on the chair for a few seconds after opening the secret door.

This chair is the only way to really get to the Chamber of Secrets.

The seat swivels down.

Then I came to the basement floor, and what came into view was an underwater world.

It's like entering Haiyang Park, and you can even see sharks swimming outside the glass.

Lao Li rubbed his head unwillingly, put one hand on the glass, watched the fish swimming slowly in the distance, and then made another call.

At that moment, he seemed to let go of his guard and breathed a sigh of relief.

When the call is connected.

The wrinkles under Lao Li's eyes are full of vicissitudes and stories, "I can't get through the phone."

"He cut me off."

"There is also an invitation letter, asking me to go to an address on the 27th."

Old Li swallowed a mouthful of water and continued: "There is another sentence above."

However, before he could open his mouth, the voice on the phone came out. Someone who heard this voice might want to understand a lot of things.

Because the person who spoke was Liang Chaohua, one of the leaders of the organization.

Liang Chaohua pushed the glasses frame, stood in the study quietly looking at the tree in the backyard, and said, "Night has come, but the lights make people forget that we are in darkness."

Hearing this sentence, Lao Li was shocked all of a sudden, and asked back: "How do you know?"

Liang Chaohua shook his head with emotion, "No."

"Because you're not the only one who received that letter. I'm afraid everyone has received it, even me."

Lao Li choked up, showing an expression of disbelief.

Liang Chaohua's voice was very deep, as if he was familiar with the stories told by Mr. Shu in those years.

"He may not have cut off your connection, maybe everyone's connection has been cut off."

Liang Chaohua's forehead wrinkled vigorously, showing the word "Chuan".

"He may want to have a final sweep before the showdown to see who is on his side and who is on my side."

Old Li sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Too cautious, up to now, he just got one person's name out of his mouth, except for Lao Qin, he is never willing to let go."

Ever since the shot that killed Lao Mo at the Vietnam pier was fired.

Everyone is suspecting that he is one of the people who were brought in by the traitor.

But no one knows at all.

On the day when the traitor attacked him, Lao Li had already told Liang Chaohua about it, and the two of them made some plans to get to today's situation.

For so many years, Lao Li has been playing the role of a double agent.

One identity is a traitor who is threatened by a traitor and shakes his position.

Another identity is to find out the identity of the other party and the names of other people from the mouth of the traitor.

But more than three years have passed, and there is still no progress. It is only in the past few days that the other party spit out Lao Qin's name.

In order to act realistically, he had no time to consider his own identity, and directly ordered his subordinates to kill Chen Dong.

It can be said that the showdown has been made.

I am one of the members of the traitors.

But he didn't expect that the other party still doubted him, and even suspected that he was the one who made the call to the police in the suburbs of Bangkok.

This guy behind the scenes has a very good sense of smell.

He didn't make that phone call, so it's impossible for him to do such a stupid thing, it's too easy to expose, even if exposed, it can only expose his subordinates.

All the three Interpol received orders to kill Chen Dong, there is no doubt about it.

But besides that, there was another text message that fell into the cell phone of the silver-haired man Amber.

That is to create as many surprises as possible to prevent the plan from proceeding.

So when Chen Dong was almost caught in the suburbs of Bangkok, the other party deliberately stopped halfway to urinate, giving the police enough time to reach their destination ahead of time.

Then he pretended to be astonished and was taken away.

Lao Li rubbed his temples again, feeling very tired and tired.

After acting so many plays, he just wanted to gain the trust of the traitor, so as to make more words, and even threw the life of his eldest son in it.

But it took so much thought, but it didn't have the desired effect.

"Now one of my cards has been revealed. Everyone knows that I want to kill Chen Dong."

"He cut off contact with me at this time, and sent invitations to everyone. What kind of tricks are he playing?"

Liang Chaohua hesitated for a moment before replying: "Just follow his rhythm, whether you should go, when to go, how many people to bring, you can judge for yourself."

After all, there was a beep, and the phone was hung up.

Lao Li closed his eyes and leaned against the bottom glass, adjusting his breathing.

He doesn't know how many cards the traitor has in his hand, and the opponent may not even trust him from the beginning.

The words of Old Liang just now lingered in his ears again.

"He may want to have a final sweep before the showdown to see who is on his side and who is on my side."

Lao Li's expression became more and more serious, and his mood was indescribable. Is it the final test?
Time passed minute by minute.

I don't know how long it took.

It seemed like a few minutes, and it seemed like half an hour.

Lao Li suddenly made a major decision. He came to the desk in the secret room and organized a file of all the things he knew and done over the years, and arranged them in chronological order.

He set up a scheduled sending in the email on the computer.

27:23 on the 59th.

That is, if the day of the appointment.

If I can't come back and cancel the email, this information will be sent out and sent to that brat.

(End of this chapter)