Chapter Twenty-Three: The Death of the Sword-Bearer
"There's two hours left, sit the down for me!" Ding Yi shook his heels anxiously. He glanced at www.biquge.info the monitoring, used his consciousness to implant a chip, and remotely turned off the sound and shadow monitoring with just a blink of an eye. He decided that some unconventional interrogation methods had to be used. Wu Xiu looked up in surprise, he also saw the monitoring that was forcibly turned off. He realized that the Secret Service member in front of him was also an opponent beyond his expectations. Wu Xiu subconsciously paid attention to his work card and wrote down Ding Yi's name.
"Let him go." Lu Qi actually pushed the door in on time, as Wu Xiu said.
"What!?"
"Let him go." Lu Qi responded again. "Thank you, Captain Lu Qi; And you, Officer Ding Yi, it's a pleasure to meet you. "Wu Xiu has already left on his own. Ding Yi grabbed the copywriter and followed, waiting outside the door was another man. Seeing Wu Xiu appear safely, he stepped forward to put on his coat.
"No wonder, this is not Anyang, the president of Qishen Pharmaceutical and the eldest son of An's Holdings." As soon as Ding saw the man, he simply leaned against the door and didn't bother to ask again, and he understood everything
"It was he who bailed Wu Xiu out." Lu Qi continued. An's Group is one of the largest family conglomerates in China, and its status in Tamyun City is not a problem, and it is extremely influential in both political and business circles and at home and abroad.
"Uh, that's disgusting, are they lovers?" Ding Yi crossed his arms. The intimacy of the two big men gave him goosebumps.
"You're right." Lu Qi delayed for a moment, and suddenly nodded nervously and said.
"Uh-huh!!?"
At the moment when An Yang and Wu Xiu turned around, a mysterious message was sent to the mobile phones of the two of them at the same time. Ding Yi, on the other hand, had a premonition of this unknowable source of the text message earlier than them, and he was the largest source of messages in this room. Wu Xiu reached into his pocket and touched the phone screen with the ring on his finger. The Ring of Perception sends information into his glasses. His expression stiffened.
Ding Yi stretched out his hand and tried to steal the content of this message. But he found that he couldn't see clearly. The level of encryption of the mysterious information exceeds the computing power of the cage core. The harder he pushed, the words were just as vague. Ding Yi's palm already felt that the outer circle of this mysterious encrypted text message was embedded with an invisible anti-injury spike; The harder he held it, the tighter the cage core operation, the more he could feel the stinging damage. Ding Yi realized that this was a wrapped encrypted message that would be used to counter data, and it was extremely high-level, specializing in preventing theft by biohackers like him.
A crisp cracking sound. Lu Qi turned back to find the voice. Ding Yi was shocked and sweated, and suddenly let go of his palm. But the others didn't know what he did.
"It's Wu Xiu's coin." Ding Yi bent down to pick up the coin that had fallen from his palm. When he picked up Wu Xiu, the coin also fell on the ground in the interrogation room, and was picked up by Ding Yi by the way, and it was inadvertently usurped between his fingers. Ding Yi bent down to pick up the coin, only to find a tiny crack in the steel grain of the coin. He used his utility knife to open the hollow coin. Inside the empty shell was a small white pill.
Isohydroxydigitoxin, Ding put the pill on the tip of his nose, and he could indeed note the taste of many kinds of medicines. And this is a prescription drug for dilated cardiomyopathy.
Anyang rolled up a windbreaker and walked out of the police station, and the sky was twilight. A black Rolls-Royce and the driver in a suit were already waiting for him outside the door. "You don't have to go to any public welfare, I will transfer you back to the marketing department and come back to work." An Yang stopped and smoothed out the folds of the collar that Wu Xiu had not wore. "During this time, I really worked hard for you." He stared at his subordinate and boyfriend, who had been reunited after a long absence.
"It's okay, sooner or later you will be able to use Shenshui Public Welfare." Wu Xiufu smiled.
As twilight fell, a light pop song came from the streets. Anyang closed the heavy car door. He opened his phone and glanced at the messages he had received, and stuffed them into his pocket in disappointment.
"The one who is the chief sword, the pawn."
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