Chapter Forty-Seven: A Sharp Turn

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New York, a neighborhood on Long Island, the road is full of nypd police cars with flashing police lights, a cordon is pulled in front of the Feng family's villa, the dead and injured have been pulled away by ambulances, detectives from the local police station are making notes for the Feng family's servants, and some Asian faces are looking at them in the distance.

A government-licensed Ford sedan drove up, and two men in civilian clothes got out of the car, showing their FBI IDs, and pulled off the cordon and walked into the courtyard of the villa, because the case involved highly charged explosives, so the FBI was involved.

"Rick, can you tell me what's going on here?" The FBI agent crossed his hands and scanned the messy yard.

The sheriff of the local police station was an old acquaintance with him, and he briefly introduced: "C4, a car bomb, the veteran did it, I couldn't find any clues, the dead was a girl who had just come from China, 23 years old, and the person with the broken leg was the owner of the house, a Chinese banker." ”

The agent asked: "This neighborhood seems to have become a Chinatown, and there are Chinese everywhere." ”

The sheriff shrugged: "The people who live here are rich people from China, you know, they buy houses with cash, they don't take out loans, they don't give discounts. ”

There are countless violent cases in New York every day, and the explosion case of Feng Yong's house is very difficult to detect, and it has been listed as a difficult case and temporarily shelved.

The cousin's bones are gone, Feng Yong's legs are cut off at the knee, the tissue loss of the truncated surface is strict, the blood vessels, nerves, tendons, and bones are messy, and the doctor said that the success rate of amputated limb replantation is not high, and he can only consider installing a prosthesis, which means that Feng Yong can no longer run and swim freely in the future.

In the hospital care ward, Feng Yong was lying bloodless, his spirit was very weak, the door knocked gently, and it was his good brother Yao Guang who came in.

"Are you better?" Yao Guang sat down in front of the hospital bed, trying to comfort Feng Yong, but his nose was sour first, and he saw that his good brother who had played since childhood had become disabled, and no matter how strong his nerves were, he couldn't stand it.

"It's okay, it's just that the leg is gone." Feng Yong patted the empty quilt below his knees, his expression gloomy.

"Now that science and technology are attained, I will install a titanium alloy for you when I go back, and with a motor, I can run faster than Liu Xiang." Yao Guangqiang smiled. "Originally, the boss wanted to come to see you, and you also know that he has to go through a lot of procedures if he wants to go abroad at this level, and now his situation is not good, and it is inevitable that people will gossip when he goes abroad at this time, so he appointed me to see you."

"Second brother, find out who did it, and kill him." Feng Yong said weakly, no longer as radiant as before.

"A must!" Yao Guang gritted his teeth, "Think about it carefully, who is the most suspicious?" ”

Feng Yong fought hard and combed the enemies one by one, but he felt that it was unlikely, and finally thought of Qingshi Hi-Tech.

"Could it be that An Xin found someone to do it, I can't see that the little girl is so poisonous!" Yao Guang gasped.

Feng Yong said: "The gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late, this matter will be put aside first, what worries me is that my sister is gone, how to explain to my grandfather." ”

My cousin is the daughter of Feng Yong's uncle, who just graduated from college and followed her cousin to New York to play.

"Today I went to a show on Broadway with my fat brother." These were my cousin's last words.

Grandpa is ninety-six years old this year, the most painful thing for the old man is this little granddaughter, when he was hospitalized in 3o5, he still took the tablet to read his granddaughter's Weibo every day, and it was not updated for several days.

"White people send black people, life is a great tragedy." Yao Guang felt uncomfortable in his heart, he knew Feng Yong's cousin, who was a very cute and well-behaved girl, and this hatred must be repaid by blood.

The two were relatively speechless, and were silent for a long time before Yao Guang got up and left.

It was late at night, Feng Yong fell asleep, and in a trance he appeared naked on the streets of Manhattan, followed by a group of hideous-looking killers, armed with knives, axes and guns, in hot pursuit, he was sweating profusely, and suddenly woke up from his dream, and saw a man in a white coat and a mask holding a syringe, standing at the head of the bed, with a pair of blue eyes cold and ruthless.

Feng Yong reacted immediately, shouting for help, and the bodyguards outside slammed open the door and rushed in, but the killer was nowhere to be found.

The bodyguard looked at the window, turned back and went downstairs to chase, and another bodyguard quickly transferred Feng Yong's hospital bed.

Five minutes later, the police arrived at the scene, followed by detectives, who had left a syringe containing an alkaloid that could create the illusion of death from heart failure, a poison developed by the CIA in the seventies.

Feng Yong's life is in danger, the killer is still continuing to fulfill the contract, the United States is no longer safe, Yao Guangxun contacted a private jet to send Feng Yong back to China from New York, living in the high-rise building of the military hospital, there are sentries standing guard, outsiders can't get in at all, and a team of experts is studying a prosthetic plan for him.

In the ward, Feng Yong was using a tablet computer to look at the NASDAQ index, Yao Guang pushed the door in, dusty, and couldn't hide his tiredness: "Third child, the murderer has been found." ”

"Who is it?" Feng Yong's breathing became rapid.

"The NYPD doesn't care at all, and the FBI doesn't bother to meddle, I spent a sum of money to hire the best private investigator in New York, this guy used to be a senior official in the Department of Homeland Security, and without further ado, I finally got a clue, and the murderer was former CIA agent Salim. Carlos is the best at using car bombs, and he has always been in contact with Xia Qingshi, so I have reason to believe that the instigator is Xia Qingshi! ”

Yao Guang swore an oath, but Feng Yong was incredulous: "Impossible! Isn't Xia Qingshi dead? ”

"It's true that he is dead, but dead people can kill people, just a few days before your accident, Shu Fan was in a car accident, of course this is none of our business, but Xia Qingshi can set a touch condition, as long as her daughter has an accident, she will want our lives."

Feng Yong has no legs, otherwise he would have to jump up on the spot: "I'm cāo, can I still do this, with the injustice of my broken leg, my sister is even more unjust...... That's not right, how can Xia Qingshi pay when he dies, he is not afraid that the killer will take the money and run away? ”

Yao Guang said: "This kind of professional killer has a sense of honor and dedication. ”

Feng Yong was extremely depressed: "According to what you say, I can't find anyone to take revenge, I can't go to Xia Qingshi's tomb and whip his corpse." ”

Yao Guang smiled cruelly: "If you can run, the monk can't run the temple, Xia Qingshi is dead, but his woman and daughter are not dead, his company is still there, originally we just wanted to get some money, but now we have to change our plans." ”

Feng Yong said: "Yes, I have to get Qingshi Hi-Tech." ”

Yao Guang said: "This doesn't blame us, it's Xia Qingshi who is too much." ”

After all, the death of the cousin was not hidden, Feng Yong's grandfather learned the bad news that his granddaughter died tragically and his grandson was seriously injured, his condition suddenly became serious, and he was sent to the emergency room.

Feng Yong came to visit his grandfather in a wheelchair, and the grandfather and grandson chatted for half an hour, after Feng Yong left, the old man's mood fluctuated greatly, and he summoned the secretary to the front and pointed to the red telephone on the table in the corner.

That night, the old man died at the age of 98 due to the failure of various organs and ineffective rescue.

The next day, an obituary was broadcast on the news network, a memorial service was held at the Babaoshan Revolutionary Cemetery, many veteran comrades came to bid farewell, and the central leaders sent wreaths and so on.

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Qingshi Hi-Tech, An Xin was presiding over the meeting to discuss the construction of a battery production base in Jiangbei Nantai Industrial Park, when suddenly the door was pushed open, and several public security officers walked in, showing an arrest warrant, and arrested An Xin on suspicion of commercial crimes, contract fraud and other crimes.

An Xin sat firmly on Mount Tai and drank She Xiaoqing: "Call the lawyer." ”

"Let's play again in the game." The police picked An Xin up very rudely, handcuffed her and pulled her away, everyone in the conference room stood up, blocked the way, and talked about looking at the police's ID and waiting for the lawyer to come.

The police were also untouchable, as if they were waiting for something.

The door opened, and Xia Baishi, accompanied by An Jie, walked in, and said arrogantly: "What's the trouble!" Whoever makes trouble fires whom! Is there any law in your eyes, An Xin is suspected of commercial crimes, and she is no longer suitable to serve as the president of Qingshi Hi-Tech, and I announce the removal of her from her position. ”

She Xiaoqing said angrily: "You are the oldest!" Why did you remove Mr. An from his position? ”

Xia Baishi tilted his head: "Xiaojie, sue her." ”

An Jie said: "Mr. Xia is in charge of Ms. Shu Fan's shares, and has the right to hold a general meeting of shareholders and remove the president and the management of the company. ”

She Xiaoqing said: "Then you get up, see how many shareholders support you." ”

Xia Baishi sneered, An Jie snapped his fingers outside, and a group of people poured in the corridor, all in suits and leather shoes, dignified.

An Jie said: "The main shareholders of Bluestone Hi-Tech are all here, and legal documents can be issued at any time. ”

She Xiaoqing still wanted to argue, but An Xin persuaded her: "Xiaoqing, don't say it, it's too late." ”

An Xin understands what has happened, the attitude of the senior management towards Qingshi Hi-Tech has changed, and she no longer supports herself, in other words, private enterprises are pigs in the pigsty, fat on the board, you can slaughter if you want, cut if you want, people really want to move you, you have no room for parry.

The police took An Xin away, and Xia Qingshi walked to the end of the conference table and sat down, arranging his tie reservedly.

An Jie looked at She Xiaoqing and said coldly: "You have been dismissed, go to the accounting department to calculate your salary." ”

She Xiaoqing took a few steps back: "You, you, you!" The angry little face was red, unable to speak, and suddenly took off his high heels and smashed them, An Jie quickly dodged and shouted: "Security!" ”

The two security guards walked in, not familiar faces, and before they knew it, Xia Baishi had infiltrated the company like a sieve.

She Xiaoqing was dragged out, many employees loyal to An Xin were also dismissed at the same time, Liu Handong's position was naturally pushed to the end, the principal of the School of Transportation could no longer do it, the general manager of the taxi company was not him, and even the housing allocated by the Huanghua Community Company was also taken back.

Xia Baishi, with the strong support of major shareholders, took the helm of Qingshi Hi-Tech, and his first order was to cut off Shu Fan's living expenses and let her return to China for treatment.