The letter reads:

"Boss Bai, seeing the words is like meeting. Yu Zhen decided to go to Shanghai with me. If you would like to see us one last time, please meet us at 1 p.m. at the Emir Cathedral on Yongsan Road. ”

Geng Chaozhong picked up the letter and read it over and over again, a little hesitant, a little unsure of what Zhao Mengqin meant.

At first glance, Yuzhen looks like she was kidnapped by Zhao Mengqin.

However, this is what will only happen when he knows Zhao Mengqin's identity, and Zhao Mengqin also knows his identity and Yuzhen's identity.

But, does Zhao Mengqin know?

If she knew, would she use this way to blackmail herself?

Probably not, she should kill herself silently and secretly.

On the surface, he usually has no defense against Zhao Mengqin's comings and goings, if Zhao Mengqin pushes in with a gun and shoots himself dead on the spot, or secretly poisons the water he drinks, this has a great chance of success.

There's no need to kidnap a female employee to blackmail the boss, and it's a question of whether the boss will come forward in person – and without a doubt, this is the least likely way to kill the boss.

So, she shouldn't know.

She was just skeptical.

may doubt his relationship with Yuzhen - so that he can disguise himself as a jealous woman.

It is also possible to suspect the cause of Noda's death - so that he can also blackmail himself to see if he can cheat something.

Yes, she must not know anything, she is just suspicious, she is just using the method of elimination to rule out some possibilities.

Of course, the premise is that Yuzhen is not exposed.

If Yuzhen has really been exposed, then there is no doubt that he will go to a dead place.

The Cathedral of the Amir, I know very well, that is the place where Father Ho Shiqian worked during his lifetime, and he himself has been there to investigate.

It's Tuesday, and there are very, very few people praying in it, so it's a very good place for ambushes and murders in that regard.

Geng Chaozhong pondered quietly, he needed to think about it and make this matter clear.

Xiao Yi stood aside and waited quietly, he was used to Geng Chaozhong's behavior - as time went by, Xiao Yi gradually became a very qualified and excellent characteristic. Meticulous thinking and meticulous actions all prove his maturity.

After a while, Geng Chaozhong seemed to have thought clearly, handed the note to Xiao Yi, and said:

"Look at it."

It seems that he intends to ask for Xiao Yi's opinion.

Xiao Yi read the note, thought for a moment, and replied:

"Boss, I don't think Zhao Mengqin recognized our identity, if she didn't recognize it before, then it would be even more impossible for her to recognize it these days. In the past few days, you and I have rarely come to the store, and there are few opportunities to meet her, of course, your excuse is that Master Huo will return to Tianjin after the New Year, and you don't have time. She can't find fault with this, so she's going to use this way to force you into a showdown, so I think it's best to ignore it at all, and send someone to the church to see what is going on and show that you don't care about it. ”

Geng Chaozhong nodded, Xiao Yi was right, this was exactly what he thought, but ........

"You're right, I'm also inclined that she doesn't know who I am," Geng Chaozhong replied, "but have you thought about it, if there is such a slight possibility, what if she knows?" Can I bet? ”

Xiao Yi lowered his head.

A person is blackmailed, not because he is stupid, but because he has concerns.

It's like, the temporary disappearance of a young child, the solitary home of an elderly parent, the occasional disappearance of a sweet lover - yes, you understand intellectually, it may be just a minor accident, and generally nothing is a big problem.

But what if?

Therefore, any parent, a child and a lover, will be eager to find it, it is human instinct.

"Forget it, I'd better go for it!"

Geng Chaozhong sighed, raised his wrist and looked at his watch—it was 12:20 p.m., and Zhao Mengqin only had half an hour left for himself.

Except for the time I just had to think, I couldn't do it for too long.

Obviously, Zhao Mengqin will not give herself a chance.

"Boss, this is not a sane decision. If you go, it only means that you have a ghost in your heart. At least, Zhao Mengqin would think so. ”

Xiao Yi stopped Geng Chaozhong's movements.

"It's okay, I'm sure, you don't have to worry."

Geng Chaozhong still stood up and instructed Xiao Yidao:

"You go down and prepare the vehicle, and we'll go."

After a while, a car drove to Longshan Road, and within ten minutes, the car had already arrived at the famous scenic spot of this island city, the Emir Cathedral.

Parking the car at the door, Geng Chaozhong stepped out of the car, shielded his hands from the dazzling sunlight at noon, and raised his eyes to look at the towering spire.

Seagulls that come to the island city for the winter hovers around the red spire, the sparkling spire seems to be inlaid with a pearl, and the surrounding white and red color scheme makes people feel like they have come to Europe.

Geng Chaozhong walked into the church and came to the wide hall.

Strangely, there was no one in it - the last time I came, a priest soon came out to talk to me cordially.

Geng Chaozhong understood.

He shouted towards the empty hall:

"Zhao Mengqin, what the hell are you doing?"

At this time, a page of paper airplanes suddenly floated down on the second floor, gently fluttering, fluttering, not knowing where to fly out or where to fall.

Geng Chaozhong watched the plane float to the ground, then picked it up, unfolded it, and it read:

"Go to the confessional room on the second floor."

Geng Chaozhong was speechless, this method of transmitting information was really primitive, but not to mention, he really didn't see clearly which direction the plane was floating from.

Reluctantly walked to the staircase, followed the spiraling staircase to the second floor, Geng Chaozhong walked step by step along the many religious murals on the second floor, and after passing through a series of murals such as "Crucifixion" and "Madonna", he finally stopped at a narrow door in front of "The Last Supper".

"Oh, the narrow gate to heaven."

Geng Chaozhong smiled self-deprecatingly, pushed the door and walked in.

It's an eerie, dark and confined environment.

The confession has always been like this, and it is said that this is the only way to better communicate with God.

Geng Chaozhong guessed that God must be a large doppelganger computer that can communicate with countless people at the same time in an orderly manner.

When I came to the niche in the confessional room and sat down, the voice of God came from the other end of the niche:

"Your name."

It's a woman's voice, and God is a girl.

"Bai Zhantang." Geng Chaozhong replied.

"You should be honest before God." God spoke again.

"Chen Zhuoru." Geng Chaozhong continued to answer.

"God thinks you're still lying." God clearly distrusts Geng Chaozhong.

"Dear God, I think you've found the wrong person, and if it's a female bodhisattva sitting across from me, I think I'll be honest." Geng Chaozhong continued to answer.

"Poof!"

The God on the other side smiled visibly.

"When man thinks, God laughs." Geng Chaozhong continued to answer.

There was no sound on the other side, and with Geng Chaozhong's ears, he could clearly hear a person laughing—of course, Geng Chaozhong also heard the sound of another person's breathing accelerating.

Clearly, the atmosphere of solemn confession, which was used as an opening to God, was undoubtedly destroyed.

"Who the hell are you?"

After a long time, God finally came to ask again.

"My name is Tan Cheuk Ru and my father is a Malaysian businessman. Don't be surprised if I show extraordinary talent, as I have a little foreign education and can speak English relatively fluently. Also, I know some music, modern poetry, and I think I can read one to you right now:

The most is the gentleness of the bowed head,

Like a water lotus, it is not too shy to cool the breeze.

A word of cherishment, a word of cherishment.

There was a sweet sorrow in that cry - Shayanara. ”

There was no sound on the other side again—it was clear that God was shocked by Geng Chaozhong's shamelessness. After a long, long time, a voice came from there:

"Well, nice poem, very good for my appetite. That, that......"

It is clear that God forgot the word.

"Beautiful young lady, if you want to play a game, the church is really not a good choice. Perhaps, the Friendship Hall would be more suitable. Geng Chaozhong spoke again.

"All right," she asked, at last, she couldn't help herself.

"I just want to ask, do you know who I am?"

"Do you really want me to say it?" Geng Chaozhong asked.

The air on the other side seemed to freeze, and it was clear that God was nervous.

"Miss, it's not fun to say it, you know, it's just a game of three people, and it's not certain who wins and who loses?" Geng Chaozhong said again.

A game of three people, a bloody plot of a love triangle?

Zhao Mengqin was confused.

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