Chapter 401: The Real Bargaining Chip Is She
"Hello, Miss Mu, we meet again."
The leader of Officer Li, who had supervised Jiang Chunmei's kidnapping and murder case, naturally knew Mu Goodnight, and he showed a faint smile:
"We have received a report from the masses that this Mr. Shen Yushen next to you is suspected to be the leader of the French underworld organization 'Snakehead' wanted by Interpol, and we need to take him back to investigate."
"Suspicious? It's just that you can just come to the door and arrest people? β
Mu Wannight didn't expect this to happen, she took two steps out and looked at Officer Li with a cold face:
"And, mass reports? What kind of people can know the person wanted by Interpol, Officer Li, if you don't give me an accurate answer today, I will definitely not give up. β
Seeing her tough attitude, Officer Li was also in a dilemma for a while, he considered the words for a while, and then said:
"These are all instructions from above, and there is no way for us like those below not to follow them. Besides, we just invited Mr. Shen Yu to come in and sit down, and there will definitely be no substantial harm to him. β
Yes, which Interpol wanted criminal would dare to come to the mainland with his real name? Isn't this looking for death?
"Good night, it looks like someone doesn't want you to go."
Shen Yu knew who this game was aimed at, on the one hand, he lamented the shamelessness of his opponent, and on the other hand, he was a little proud:
"He had no choice but to think of this method."
Seeing a smile on Shen Yu's face, Mu Wan'an couldn't help but admonish:
"When is it, you're still so leisurely!"
"It's true, and I'm not afraid."
Hundreds of guns were pointed at him, and Shen Yu's attitude was naturally calm and unhurried, without the slightest nervousness:
"If I die, only you and Ya will be able to hold up the base."
This was really unlucky, and Mu Wan'an twisted his waist fiercely, "You tell me how I can save you now, I can't let you drink tea for a lifetime, right?" β
"Ahemβ"
They also discussed in front of themselves, and Officer Li was a little reluctant to go, and then said:
"This is not child's play, Mr. Shen, please walk out with your hands raised."
It seems that it can't be said, Mu Wan'an looked at Shen Yu like this and left him a reassuring look, and then was handcuffed and taken to the police car.
"Ya, you say, what did my brother's last look mean?"
He made a move, still in such a dangerous name, Mu Wan'an couldn't help but squint his eyes:
Song Bingjue...... It's despicable. β
Late at night, the hospital's special wards are so quiet that you can hear the sound of flower petals falling.
The old man on the hospital bed was terminally ill, relying on a ventilator to maintain his life, and his whole body seemed to shrink, looking extremely thin in the wide bed.
"I kind of understand how you felt back then."
In front of the hospital bed, a tall figure looked down at the old man on the bed, with a complicated look:
"I can't love her, no matter how much means are spent, I have to confine her in my sphere of influence. Speaking of which, the two of us seem to be the same in essence. β
"I don't know if what I'm doing is right or wrong...... But I knew that once I let her go to France, I might not be able to be with her anymore. β
All that responded to him was the silence that filled the room, and the faint breathing of the old man.
Walking out of the ward, Uncle Li, who was guarding outside, was also much older than before, and he said in a low voice:
"The young master can rush over, the old slave has thanked him here. The old man's body has always been jetlagged, and since the beginning of winter, it has been plagued by many disasters and diseases...... The doctor said that it should be the next few days. β
"Is there anyone else else you'd like to see besides me?"
Perhaps because he was about to completely disappear from his life, Song Bingjue used to think that his various hatefulness was not so clear now:
"Song Chengyan is now in the United States, if he wants to meet, let them meet."
"Yes."
Nodding, Uncle Li said that he understood, and when Song Bingjue was about to disappear at the corner of the corridor, he suddenly said in a loud voice:
"Young Master! In fact, the old lady's death ...... It has nothing to do with the master. β
Hearing this, Song Bingjue paused, and finally didn't say anything and left directly.
When she saw Song Bingjue, Mu Wan'an had been waiting for almost two hours in the Song family's villa, in the past, she would never wait so long, but now she had to bow her head and have to do it.
When her patience was about to run out, Song Bingjue walked down from the study, followed by a young man with a face somewhat similar to his, but it looked like he had been hollowed out.
Only then did Mu Wannight realize that what the butler said that he was meeting guests was not a lie.
"Brother, does Dad have anything left for me? As you know, I'm not having a good time in the United States. β
The man who followed behind Song Bingjue seemed to have been thick-skinned for a long time, and followed him with a shy face, and he wanted money in and out of his words:
"Although the two of us are not the same mother, but we also met together a few times when we were children, and my father doesn't know anything now, so you must not take my share...... You're not short of that money, are you? β
Seeing Mu Goodnight sitting on the sofa, Song Bingjue did not show any happy look, and his face was as cold as ever.
He didn't avoid Mu Wannight at all, and took a document bag from the hand of the housekeeper next to him, "My father doesn't have much property in his name, except for some of it in the form of a gift to Chen Xinrao, and some of it is left to you." Count it yourself. β
Hopefully taking it, the man couldn't help but say disappointed after only a few glances:
"Why don't you have a stake in the Song Group? The most valuable of all things is the shares of the Song Group, how can you take those things for yourself! β
"The Song Group is the property of my mother Song Qing, and it has nothing to do with Zhao Zhenguo."
The real estate on the list alone is enough for ordinary people to live this life without eating or drinking, and Song Bingjue really didn't have the patience to continue to entangle with him, so he directly asked the servants to drive him out.
After finishing this, Song Bingjue had time, he sat in front of Mu Wan'an, and the two were separated by a table, as if they were here to negotiate:
"Tell me something."
"You should know better than anyone what I'm here for."
couldn't help but smile, Mu Wan'an looked at the man who had nothing to do until this moment, and said lightly:
"If you have any requirements, you can mention them, as long as they are within my ability."
"Marry me."
Since she had already guessed everything, Song Bingjue was not ambiguous, and there was an imperative on his face:
"I watched what you said about "Lust and Caution" again, Wanwan, I am not the timid and cowardly Kuang Yumin, and you will not be Wang Jiazhi who succumbs to fate. We still have a chance. β
"By making this request, are you sure that I will marry you?"
couldn't help but smile coldly, Mu Wannight took out a lady's cigarette from his pocket, and then lit it himself:
"I find you to be as arrogant as ever...... To be honest, what I hate the most is the way you look at the way you expect everything. β
"You should understand that Shen Yu has a special identity, once he is caught on the mainland, he has no room to turn over."
Shen Yu's sphere of influence is mainly concentrated in Western Europe, and it is precisely because Song Bingjue knows this that he dares to threaten her with this matter:
"I don't believe you're going to watch him go to jail."
"You did guess right."
Dusted off the ashes of the cigarette. Mu Wan'an raised his eyes, and there was no nostalgia for him in his dark brown pupils:
"However, making a deal with you is not my only way."
"Who are you going to turn to for help? Xu Shuo? Or Ji Yunhua? β
Seeing him say this, Song Bingjue couldn't help but raise his eyebrows with some contempt, "No matter what their power is in other places, as long as they are in City A, no one will be able to rescue Shen Yu." If you don't believe it, you can give it a try. β
"Why should I work with them?"
Unimpressed by his words, Mu Wan'an spit out a smoke ring, and then looked at him with a smile in his eyes:
"I wonder if I can rescue him if I cooperate with the Cheng family?"
Cheng family? Song Bingjue didn't understand what she meant, he frowned and said:
"Are you going to ask Cheng Wushuang for help? Depending on your relationship with him, he wouldn'tβ"
"My relationship with him? Do you know what my relationship with him is? β
Looking at the man in front of him for a long time, Mu Wan'an had a strategic look on his face, "Speaking of which, you are entrusted by them, haven't you been looking for me all the time?" Why, I'm sitting in front of you now, and you don't even know it? β
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This news came too suddenly, Song Bingjue looked at the woman who was already a lot stranger in front of him, and still didn't believe it:
"If you are Cheng Wen's daughter, then what is Shen Yu? Good night, don't be suspicious to lure me into the game. β
"I am his sister, and he is naturally Cheng Wen's son."
Successfully saw a moment of brokenness on Song Bingjue's calm face, Mu Wan'an put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and put away the smile on his face:
"Of course, you can also feel that even if the Cheng family puts pressure on you, you can bear it. However, once I am recognized by the Cheng family, I will marry Ji Yunhua according to the agreement between the Cheng family and the Ji family. β
The real bargaining chip is not in the Cheng family, but in her.
Although he felt that such an act was a bit despicable, when Mu Wan'an thought of Song Bingjue's methods, he felt that it was nothing at all:
"How is it, Mr. Song, have you thought about it?"
Looking at her, Song Bingjue suddenly smiled lightly, stood up, propped his hands on the table, and pressed most of his body towards her:
"You think I'm going to compromise on that? Wanwan, you really underestimate me. β
"Looks like there's no need to talk about it."
Seeing that he couldn't talk to him, Mu Wannight didn't want to waste another minute of his time, so he walked straight out.