genius psychologist

Chapter 275 [People who come from afar]

In a Chinese-style villa.

The breeze gently blew through the window curtains, and the sun shone all over the floor.

drop--

drop--

There was a person lying quietly on the bed.

It seems that all the mysteries are gathered on this person, why a series of events happened that year.

And the second half of that diary, what kind of dreadful secret.

Who fired that shot again?

……

Lao Li came out of the house.

He stepped on the accelerator and left this place.

His keen intuition told himself that there was a huge logical contradiction in it, that is to say, some things didn't make sense at all.

If Liang Chaohua knew the truth back then, why did he wait until this moment to tell it.

Shouldn't we know who the traitor is?
Or tell everyone, who shot that year?

Why do you have to lurk under the hands of the traitors to dig clues?
The intentionally hidden truth behind this is definitely not something that everyone can easily accept. At least in his opinion, the only thing he can count on now is himself.

Before the two sides show their cards and arrange everything, first find out the truth behind the scenes.

buzzing all over --

The car sped towards an empty and lonely suburb.

A private jet has long been waiting here.

He was a spy, and he still has multiple identities, and he is still a key member of the United Nations.

He put on sunglasses and boarded the plane under the protection of his subordinates.

With a serious expression on his face, Lao Li clicked on the world map on the touch screen of the luxury cabin, and immediately narrowed down the area step by step.

Although all his confidantes were on the plane, no one knew his destination before that.

The captain also sat in the cockpit smoking a cigarette and quietly waiting for instructions.

Slowly zoom in on the map.

What came into view were several familiar countries in Southeast Asia.

He fixed his eyes on Cambodia's position. If Lao Liang really had a problem, then the best choice at this moment would undoubtedly be to hold Liang Fu in his hands, so that he could take the initiative in the future.

Besides.

He still has another option, which is to go to Bangkok to communicate with those little ghosts.

Although I don't know what will happen in the end, Chen Dong is an extremely crucial person.

If Liang Chaohua knew the truth but didn't tell everyone, instead he forcibly concealed it.

Then the reasons for the traitors to plot rebellion are quite sufficient.

He has a feeling.

Among so many people here, only myself is the closest to the truth.

Because he was the one who was lurking between the traitor and Lao Liang, who knew the status quo best. This advantage was unmatched by anyone else.

He lights a cigarette.

Let time slowly ferment and settle at this moment, and let the smoke float in the air for a while.

Finally chose the location - Bangkok.

In this way, the private plane came to an irregular straight road and accelerated to take off.

Because private jets do not need long-distance taxiways like passenger jets to obtain sufficient take-off kinetic energy, they actually meet the take-off conditions in many places.

Except for a few countries with stricter airspace rights, they will not be considered invaders.

Besides, as an important member of the United Nations Organization, he has enough status and reasons to settle most of the troubles.

After several hours.

It was almost evening when the plane landed.

There are three alternative addresses for the landing site.

Lao Li sent a text message to his subordinate, and then chose the landing point closest to the other party.

The moment the plane tire hit the ground, the whole plane sank suddenly.

The extremely high-strength shock-absorbing struts generate heat through intense friction, and convert the energy brought by the impact through crazily compressing and heating up.

The plane's tires began to slow slowly.

Finally, it landed safely and dangerously less than ten meters before the end of the runway.

An unremarkable black car slowly parked next to the plane and rolled down the windows.

The person sitting inside was a familiar face—the silver-haired man Amber.

The only survivor among the three Interpol.

When Lao Li got out of the private plane, he glanced at the people in the car, walked over alone, opened the door and got in the car.

The silver-haired man was sitting in the driver's seat, and said in a somewhat unfamiliar Chinese: "He should be safe."

Amber has studied Chinese.

It's just that he will use it except when communicating with the boss, and he won't use it at other times.

There was a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes. Although it was said that the camps were different, after all, he had known each other for so long. The moment he shot and killed Jack, his hands trembled vaguely.

That was the so-called inner ghost text message.

Not referring to him.

It refers to the guy who was bribed by the traitors to monitor their actions all the time.

That person is the black Jack who was born as a Los Angeles criminal police officer.

In fact, a long time ago, Lao Li knew that there were people placed by the other party under his command to monitor whether he really rebelled against his position.

Lao Li didn't find out this person, he just wanted to act for him.

When the traitor called Lao Li and asked him if he let Chen Dong go on purpose, he knew that the other party never believed in him from the beginning to the end, so he might as well just find out this person.

Lao Li rubbed his temples, and then slowly said: "Let's go."

He is now even wondering whether the real culprit behind the scenes is Liang Chaohua, and why the other party hides the truth.

"Call Chen Dong"

"Just say I want to meet him, just today."

Behind all these layers of illusions, there is only one thing that is true, and that is that the truth must be known now before the 27th.

Otherwise, until that day, everything will be irreversible.

The traitor's black invitation refers to the truth of the incident that year. Liang Chaohua called everyone to meet offline. Two opposing choices that deviate from each other.

Let people generate all kinds of speculation and imagination.

The silver-haired man wrinkled his brows forcefully. One must know that he was still confronting Chen Dong a few hours ago.

And even nearly blown the opponent's head off.

The silver-haired man didn't hesitate, so he took out his mobile phone and tried to call Tommy.

He closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat, and spoke slowly to the connected phone.

"My boss is meeting you today! (My boss wants to see you, today!)"

……

now.

The sun gradually went down.

Everyone found a safe place to settle down by the sea.

Because many tourists from China like to travel to Pattaya, no one will associate them with wanted criminals.

Chen Dong fell into silence. The moment the voice came out, he knew who was speaking behind the phone.

He pushed the frame of his glasses calmly, and glanced at the bustling street outside.

The extremely bustling nightlife is coming soon.

People seem to be very excited.

Chen Dong narrowed his eyes and asked slowly: "Which Boss (which boss!)"

The atmosphere was extraordinarily peaceful at this moment.

Time becomes very slow.

The silver-haired man, Amber, took a puff of smoke, then said in a hoarse Chinese voice, "The one who helped you..."

(End of this chapter)