Xiao Ding paused, and then said, "Ye Feng." ”

"Ye Feng? Yongcheng Group's? ”

"Yes."

"This, isn't it possible that it was adopted?"

Xiao Ding's eyebrows were stern and said, "It seems that something is not quite right." ”

"What?"

"Wait a minute, I'll look for you later." As he spoke, Xiao Ding hung up the phone.

He looked at the household registration information on the screen, and then clicked on Zhao Xiaojie's new page, and the slender fingers on the keyboard seemed to have memory instructions, typing faster and faster.

"Hung up." The man looked at Nangong Chen.

Nangong Chen understood from what he said, took another sip of coffee, looked at the city outside the window that was gradually dyed red by the glow, and said: "Yongcheng Group has lost a bit of money in recent years, but during this period of time, their unknown assets have increased a lot. ”

"Well, but taxes don't seem to have increased." The man frowned and said, "Boss, is it possible that Ye Zhilin inadvertently broke something?" ”

"Haha," Nangong Chen smiled, "Don't speculate, Xiao Ding's appearance means that he has found something, wait for him to call." ”

"Hmm." The man looked at the enlarged photo of Ye Zhilin on his screen, frowned, and then closed the notebook.

As the sky darkens, patches of neon lights light up all over the city, turning the entire sprawling modern metropolis into a pool of drunken soup.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't like the hospital, and Su's mother, who couldn't resist her, had to agree to let her go back.

The female assistant asked people to clean up the living room, bought a new big bed, put it in the downstairs hall after ultraviolet disinfection, and temporarily built a temperature-regulating nano-oxygenation transparent heating panel around it, and then purchased a full set of medical equipment from City B overnight.

Su's mother came with her, and several nanny assistants took turns to take care of Su Xiaoxiao all night.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't sleep at all, tossing and turning, her mind was full of Ning Duhan.

The mobile phone has been confiscated, and she said that she would not touch anything, and asked the female assistant to call Ning Duhan and turn on the speaker, but the phone has not been connected.

Except for the few messages from Ning Duhan in the morning, which the female assistant said, Su Xiaoxiao found that he and he hadn't spoken for a day and a night.

This kind of unbearable taste will make people want to cry when they think about it.

"Ning Duhan."

Su Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, read it out in the lightest voice that only she could hear, and then gritted her teeth angrily, When you come back, I will definitely ignore you again!

The sky in S City darkened one by one, and Paris was slowly welcoming the twilight, and there was no rain for many days, and after a sudden gale, the rain poured down like a pour.

Not far from the Eiffel Tower in Paris, the manor company that has recently attracted the attention of the world's financial magnates is brightly lit, and the cars that have left work one by one drive out to say goodbye to the security guards and drive to the city boulevard.

Away from the gate, in the distance on the residential buildings or large apartments, there are countless sights and shots lurking through the wide streets and shops, all aimed at the company.

In one of the innermost villas of the company, Smith was pouring water into a teapot, handed it to the assistant sitting on the other side, and said, "Stormy, this kind of weather is really scary." ”

"Sir, are we really going to sit here?" The assistant held the teacup in both hands and said with some uneasiness, "I mean, should we go and hide in the secret room?" ”

"It's the secret room that's not safe." Smith said lightly, "The location of the secret room has already been revealed. ”

The assistant looked at the huge surveillance video wall on the other side, and the anxiety in his eyebrows became more and more intense.

The wind was blowing, the rain was splashing high, and the whole world was filled with the sound of the rain crashing.

The assistant bowed his head to drink tea and whispered a prayer that the storm would soon pass.

At this moment, a bell rang suddenly, and the opening was a high-pitched music, which startled the assistant.

Smith picked up his phone and saw the call from above, and his face turned pale.

"Yes, who is it?" The assistant asked uneasily.

Smith raised his hand, made a silent gesture, and picked up the phone: "Hey." ”

"Still don't think about it, Mr. Smith." The male voice in the phone has a very thick nasal voice, and the words in spoken English are also very regional.

"I haven't thought about what you're talking about, so you don't have to call me anymore." Smith said.

The male voice on the phone smiled, and said lazily and coldly: "This is your last chance, I advise you to think about it carefully." ”

"No need."

The other party didn't speak again, and Smith held his phone, waiting for him to speak.

Outside the window, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, swaying wildly in the nearby green belt, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and the lights in the room flickered, bright and dark.

Smith tried to calm himself, but the eerie silence made him at a loss, and the trepidation in his heart grew stronger.

"In that case," after a long silence, the other party finally spoke, "Then our cooperation can only be regrettably missed." ”

"Hmm." Smith replied, not daring to say too much, lest the other party hear the trembling of his voice.

"It's a shame that the weather is so bad today that I can't let you see the last of the sun." The other party said again.

Smith frowned, then hung up.

"What do you say, what do you say," As soon as he put down his phone, the assistant on the side had already come up uncontrollably.

"I didn't say much," Smith turned back to make tea, "and it's probably going to kill us today." ”

"Ahh The assistant was stunned, "So, should we call the police?" ”

At this point, Smith had completely calmed down, he turned to look at the video surveillance wall on the other side, and said: "With such a heavy rain, those lazy people in the police station will not come out, and the only thing we can rely on now is Mr. Ning." ”

The heavy rain swept through the soil and flowed into a ditch in the sea of trees that had taken root and flowed towards the riverside park.

Several cars were parked on the quiet road on the other side of the woods, and the two men in the cars watched the satellite-synchronized video footage from various intersections in their notebooks, and kept giving instructions to everyone in the way.

At this time, a green light on the notebook turned red, and the man pressed the connect button and said in a very regional Middle Eastern colloquialism: "Number 0." ”

"Here No. 2," said a fully armed man on the other side of the LAN satellite intercom and dressed in advanced equipment of modern special forces, "No. 8 in front, who was shot and killed." ”

Number 2's tone was cold, as if it wasn't a companion who died, or rather, not a person, just a fly or mosquito on the side of the road.

The two men in the car also did not feel any regret for the death of No. 8, although they showed surprise, they were surprised that the other party had such a fast and agile sense of resistance.