A group of people came to Base 2 today, and these people came on the latest snow tank.

Nowadays, it is impossible to fly in the air, and ordinary cars are prone to accidents when walking on the ground covered with ice, so the snow chariot with tracks is very popular.

But this means of transportation is very expensive, and only those who have money can use it.

In the office of the National Bank, Li Cunjin was on crutches and looked at the surveillance screen tremblingly.

On top of this surveillance, a person who had been missing for two years first withdrew a little money from an ATM, and then went to the bank counter to check the account.

Li Cunjin was very excited, this person he knew, it was the person who used to be on that cruise ship, called Chen Fan, who was a tour guide.

"Can you find him?" Li Cunjin was very excited, if nothing else, as long as this person is alive, it is possible to find his son.

Even if it was a corpse, his heart could be comforted a little.

Li Cunjin was originally very well maintained, two years ago, if it looked like an outsider, his age was in his forties, but now he looks a lot older than his real age, and the pain of losing his son makes him very sad, and he has been spending the past two years in grief.

"Elder Li, don't worry, we will mobilize all our forces to find him!"

The president of the bank is a smart man, and a rich man like Li Cunjin is the object of their stammering.

"Call Xiaoyun to me, isn't she the one who received the two people?" the president instructed the secretary.

The secretary was very embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "President, Xiaoyun didn't come to work today!"

"Well, didn't come to work? It's not Sunday, what's going on?"

This subordinate has a little relationship with Xiaoyun, usually the two of them are more ambiguous, this morning, Xiaoyun asked the president's secretary for leave, saying that he was sick and wanted to rest for two days, and the secretary felt that this was not a big deal, so he agreed directly.

Xiaoyun is sick, this is a good time for the secretary to be courteous, and he is ready to go after work to have a look!

"This, Xiaoyun is sick, take leave with me today!" the secretary had to explain truthfully.

In fact, where is this Xiaoyun sick, she was beaten by Nan Batian.

After Nan Batian was beaten by Chen Fan yesterday, he was very unhappy, and he vented all his grievances on Xiaoyun.

"Call Xiaoyun and ask her about the specific situation of the two people yesterday, and you tell her that if she can provide useful information, I will promote her to duty manager!"

It rang for a long time, but no one answered, and Secretary Li looked at the president with some embarrassment.

"In this way, you tell this girl where her home is, and we will go find her in person!" Li Cunjin couldn't wait, he was eager to know the news of Li Wenhao.

"Li Lao is really a good person, he can deign to go to a subordinate's house, I'll accompany you!" The president knew that this was a good opportunity to tie up with Li Cunjin, and was ready to take the lead.

"President Wang is a busy man, how can I let you follow me, a bad old man, or I'll go by myself!" Li Cunjin didn't like this President Wang, so he just named Secretary Li to accompany him.

"Secretary Li, you must take care of Old Li!"

After President Wang gave thousands of instructions, Secretary Li took Li Cunjin and his party to Xiaoyun's house.

Nan Batian has a name, what is the specific name, no one knows now, only that he was originally a rich second generation, and later his family fell into the middle of the road, so he mixed up with the club, led a group of younger brothers, and lived by robbing rich people on the street all day long.

Yesterday was the most depressed day for Nan Batian, not only did he not grab the money, but he was also robbed by the other party, and he was very unhappy, not only beat his girlfriend, but also continued to come out with his little brothers today, ready to find a living person, come to a bit.

He led a group of people to squat not far from the corner to his house, this is the area where the rich live, it is ridiculous, don't look at this No. 2 base looks very advanced, but the place where the poor and the rich live is separated by a wall.

Nan Batian belongs to the rich, but he is not the same as ordinary rich people, he lives by robbery.

A black brand-name car slowly drove into Nanbatian's field of vision.

Nan Batian saw at a glance that this car was not his own car, and the people who could drive this car were generally rich people.

This kind of rich people are easy to deal with, their time is generally precious, and they are unwilling to communicate too much with people like themselves, Nan Batian glanced at a few younger brothers.

When the black Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the alley and was about to turn a corner, suddenly a little brother with a suitcase in his hand rushed forward and happened to hit the car.

The man went to the ground, and the little brother began to wail.

Secretary Li suddenly panicked.

He knows that this kind of thing is a scam, but this kind of thing is very difficult, but since it is explained by the president, it must be done.

Secretary Li sued Li Cunjin for a crime, got out of the car, and prepared the person lying on the ground to pull him up, so that he could discuss it, is it a big deal to take some money and avoid disasters!

"My leg is broken, I can't get up!" That little brother is a powerful actor, lying on the ground and constantly rolling.

And next to this little brother, a middle-aged man had a sad face.

"Hit someone, lose money!" Nan Batian saw that the person had come down and accosted him on the side.

"That is, if you lose money, you have to give us an explanation!"

"Okay, okay, how much do you say you will lose?" Secretary Li also knew that this was a routine, and when he took out his wallet, he was ready to pay.

"Give 30,000, his leg is already injured, we will help you send it to the hospital!"

"What? 30,000?" Secretary Li is a cautious person, it's not that he can't take out the 30,000 quick money, but if he takes it out, I'm afraid that these people will open their mouths and ask for more money.

"I only have 10,000 here, you see?"

Ordinary people accept it when they see so much money, but Nan Batian took a look at Secretary Li's clothes and knew that he should not be short of money.

"Ten thousand, that's not enough for a fraction of my antique money!"

The middle-aged man opened the suitcase, and there were a large number of broken bottles in it, which were already broken.

"This is my ancestral bottle, worth more than two million, you want to send me away for 10,000 yuan, there is no door!" The little brother didn't give up, but became even more benevolent.