Chapter 68: The Thug
Actually, this kind of work should not be done by one person, but I don't dare to ask for money and pillars to help. On the one hand, it was because I promised Shi Wen absolute confidentiality, and on the other hand, I was even more afraid that my cousin would know about the trouble I caused and teach me a lesson later.
After following Song Dongdong for three or four days in a row, I found that he basically didn't have any private life to speak of, and he didn't even seem to have a girlfriend. Every morning at half past eight o'clock punctual to Bisheng Law Firm to check in, sometimes out of the day to visit the client, or go to the court to do business, even after work even if there is a meal, there is always a large group of people, politely to each other to go down to the hotel, a look is a social activity.
Of course, Dong Yuqi was also among Song Dongdong's clients, but I can't investigate any exchanges between them for the time being. Shi Wen also once suggested that I put some bugging devices on Song Dongdong's body - I guess she is also the master of watching too many movies, thinking that the bugs are like pieces of paper and will not be found for half a lifetime. After being explained by me, Shi Wencai honestly calmed down and waited for the opportunity.
On the evening of the fifth day, Song Dongdong went out to eat with a few boss-like men. At about ten o'clock, he got out of the hotel and took a taxi and headed home. I routinely followed, and when I drove to a distance of about a stop from the community where he lived, the taxi suddenly stopped on the side of the road, and Song Dongdong immediately got out of the car, holding on to a big tree on the side of the road and vomiting several times. It seems that he drank too much, and he was uncomfortable in the car and wanted to get out of the car and walk a few steps in advance to slow down his strength.
It is a two-way two-lane small road, and the road is surrounded by community walls on both sides, which is very secluded. I was worried that he would recognize my Jetta, so I didn't dare to follow too closely, so I stopped on the side of the road. The nearby terrain has long been stepped on by me, and there is no fork in the road from here to the gate of the community, and he can't fly out of my eyes. So I decided not to rush to follow, and waited until he was almost upstairs before squatting under his window for an hour.
Song Dongdong vomited almost, wiped his mouth, straightened his waist and continued to walk home. I hadn't taken a few steps when a minivan sped past me. The car didn't turn on the lights, and when it drove to Song Dongdong's side, he struck a sharp brake and startled him. Before he could react to what was going on, the car door was pushed down by three big men, wearing hats and masks in black in the middle of the night.
The man at the head didn't say a word, hugged Song Dongdong's neck, and skillfully made a mix under his feet. Song Dongdong stood unsteadily, and fell to the ground with a "mom". The other two rushed up with a hard kick, kicking Song Dongdong with his head and rolling on the ground, without the power to fight back.
Seeing that Song Dongdong's screams were getting weaker and weaker, the leader stopped and said something, and then sat in the driver's seat of the van himself. The other two lifted Song Dongdong from the ground and dragged him into the grass on the sidewalk. I was obscured by the bushes, unable to see what they were going to do with this weak scholar.
Suddenly, a trace of doubt slipped through my mind: Could it be that Shi Wen found the three big men to teach Song Dongdong a lesson? The situation was urgent and I couldn't think about it, so I immediately took out the phone and called Shi Wen: "Sister Wen, Song Dongdong asked someone to call!" ”
Shi Wen was surprised when he heard the news: "Hit? Who hit it? When was the fight? ”
I lowered my voice for fear of being noticed by the perpetrators, and replied, "I don't know three men." I'm fighting now, and I'm going to be pretty ruthless. What should I do, Sister Wen, can you save it? If I had to save it, I might be exposed. ”
Only then did she come to her senses and said categorically: "Help, of course I saved!" Hurry up! Hurry up! ”