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Chapter 1817 The Truth
Zang Yuan sighed, "Think twice, nothing will be perfect, we can't guarantee that it can be done without mistakes, we can only do our best and do what we can, including our Dalin Temple, and it will not be perfect. Not everything can be done 20%. If you try your best, don’t blame yourself. Who would know that the other party installed a capacitor in the detonator, cut off the power supply, and detonated it by self-discharge. They are determined not to survive. No Even if you can save the two of them by leaving a little clue, there are still ten hostages who have been scattered to various places. The difference in the explosion time is less than [-] seconds. The other party sincerely distracts our attention, and we can't save these people. You have to understand that we are not gods, we are not supermen, there are many things we cannot do, and there are many things that human beings cannot achieve!"

After a pause, Zang Yuan continued, "What we have to do now is to collect debts, and let them buy bills that they will not be able to pay back in the next life for everything they have done!"

Li Sansi squeezed his hand hard, and the GP phone clicked, "I will let them pay the bill! For those who are in pain and who will not be harmed in the future!"

The crowd dispersed, and Su Zixuan stood outside the scene blocked by police cars, staring blankly at the messy Seven Seas International Hotel.

"God cares for the Earl. Believe me, miss, the Earl is a man who works miracles. At the same time, he will not be a fool. From my previous analysis of him, he slips away more than anyone else when he is in danger. It’s fast, so for an explosion of this magnitude, I guarantee that the Earl has already traveled more than ten or twenty kilometers, and there is no problem. Besides, the police have evacuated all the interior of the building, and no one else has come out. It is estimated that they have already left. I'm going to a safe place." The Sahara steward shook his head, signaling Su Zixuan not to worry.

"I'm just worried that God is too attached to him. Let him go up and talk to him!" Su Zixuan grabbed hold of his skirt and cast his eyes on the interior of the Seven Seas International Hotel. Explosions occurred one after another on many floors, leaving a lot of debris Black dust drifted down, and thick smoke was still billowing in some places. The whole building, crowds and reporters stepped forward to take pictures, and the police and firefighters kept pouring into the hotel from the main entrance.

The Sahara steward paused, and then said, "Miss, excuse me for talking too much. Miss, don't you think it's unbelievable that the Earl will stand on the high-level summit today? This summit invites the social elites in the Earl's country, regardless of the Earl. How famous he is in our country, but here, he does not have a corresponding status. Even we are officially here because of the person in charge of the Heart of the Goddess, and how could the Earl appear on the high-level summit? And with The earl's character, the scene at that time, would actually say that in public. Maybe the truth is not what we see."

Su Zixuan bit her red lips lightly, and nodded, "I know."

"Huh?" The Sahara steward turned his head. He was tall and tall, wearing a gentleman's tuxedo, holding a cane, and a foreigner, standing out from the crowd.And Su Zixuan beside him looked more and more like a mortal fairy. Standing there, the two of them became a beautiful scenery for the rest of people's lives after catastrophe.

"Grandpa Sahara, you are right. Sometimes what we see on the outside is not necessarily the truth." The corners of Su Zixuan's eyes were still red, but he smiled slightly, "I remembered, Li Sansi. When he saw me, he must have some unspeakable difficulties, so let's patiently listen to his explanation."

Su Zixuan raised his hand, holding the red mobile phone with his jade fingers, his nails were crystal clear in the light, and the call was finally connected.

Li Sansi breathed a long sigh of relief after talking with Zang Yuan. He watched the shadow of two people dying in front of him and was powerless to save him. A colic came, and he took a deep breath, as if breathing was a luxury.

This is the historical corner of Yinhai City, surrounded by 80s buildings, the mottled walls are peeling off, there are branches coming in from nowhere outside the red brick wall, and the car is parked on the side, full of modern arc beauty, glowing The bright-edged car and the down-and-out vicissitudes of the environment are combined, so Li Sansi's back looks even thinner and lonely.

The phone rang suddenly in this quiet environment. Li Sansi's tall body was leaning against the corner, as if he hadn't heard the ringing. Su Zixuan's sadness lingered in his mind, so his eyes became more sad. He fled to a place far from the outside world, from the murders, from the evil that abounded, from death, from heartache and sorrow.

Li Sansi was startled suddenly. Why does this ringtone sound so familiar? Isn't that the ringtone he specially set for Su Zixuan?Could it be this phone.Li Sansi picked up the GP3 mobile phone, the caller ID on the screen was a digital photo of Su Zixuan, on the photo was her smiling face, elegant and moving, beautiful and gentle.

In Li Sansi's heart at this moment, it was as if a window had been opened, and all the haze was immediately driven away, like the trade wind blowing across the grassland, and the sky showed a blue glass cover.

After hanging up the phone, Su Zixuan turned his head and almost met the butler Sahara.

I have to admit that the Sahara steward has the most outstanding quality as a noble steward, but at this moment, in order to listen to Su Zixuan and Li Sansi's call, the Sahara steward almost put his ear to the microphone of Su Zixuan's mobile phone. The housekeeper returned to the original place, suddenly at a loss, but there was still an expression on his face that was still unfinished.

Su Zixuan blushed slightly, "Grandpa Sahara, let's go."

Sahara was taken aback, "Miss, where are we going? The hotel we collapsed into was Seven Seas International, but now it seems that Seven Seas International can no longer live in it. I have already sent someone up to help us unload our luggage. Next Do you want to change the hotel?"

"Let's go to Becksonman Avenue, No. 119." Su Zixuan turned his head and looked forward, his beautiful eyes were bent.

The Sahara steward was startled, "It's difficult, could it be?"

Su Zixuan nodded, and walked forward with light steps, looking like a jumping bird, facing the most brilliant sunshine in summer.

(End of this chapter)