Chapter 0246: Fake Prosecutor

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Issues that override the interests of a family may involve the killing of the head of a particular family, and the Executive Committee must decide whether a member of the group leader's family or someone else should carry out the task of executing him.

However, this time, there should be other people besides the Executive Committee who want to get rid of Ning Zhiyuan.

"To be precise, it's a multi-way transaction, and the business comes to the door by itself." Fang Yaoqiang said with a smile.

Xia Chenghao was silent.

"The relationship between the Green Camp and Usu is very good, they have cooperation all over the planet Glis, and the people in the plus group have only recently hooked up with Ning Zhiyuan, but since you accidentally knocked out the remnant eyebrows that day, he has been locked up in the temporary prison of BCI, because the prosecutor who sent Ning Zhiyuan to prison happened to be on the scene that day." Fang Yaoqiang said with a smile, "The credibility of Hejia Group has been greatly affected, and I have been wondering who did it." ”

"It should be several ways to get rid of Ning Zhiyuan this time, so you can collect several coins for the same thing." Fang Yaoqiang shook his head, unable to hide his excitement, "It would be nice if all business was like this, then you could buy a new X8S, or even a cross-level sports car like X9." ”

Xia Chenghao looked at Fang Yaoqiang and didn't say anything, but there should be a lot of this situation for him, there are always some people on the planet Grims who are enemies all over the world, and they don't know who did it when they die.

It seems that Hongyue has long liked to take on this kind of business.

"If Ning Zhiyuan is no longer useful. That's his little daughter in charge. None of his men can be trusted. Then she will naturally contact us, because Red Moon has always been more secure in doing things. Fang Yaoqiang said lightly, his expression was very calm, and he seemed to be quite familiar with the green camp.

"Who is his little daughter?" Xia Chenghao asked.

"Ning Xiaona, she is trying to buy people's hearts, but it's a pity that Ning Zhiyuan still thinks she wants to fish him out." Fang Yaoqiang laughed lightly, and then said casually, "BCI thought that an important member of the Ning family had been defeated. In fact, they are just taking over the shift normally, and in the process, a few people must die before the power can be redistributed. ”

"What else is there to say?" Xia Chenghao picked up the napkin and gently wiped the corners of his mouth.

"No, just some information you can take a look at, personal advice, maybe helpful for your plan." Fang Yaoqiang took out a large cowhide envelope from his arms, "The most recent low-altitude shuttle is two hours later, and you still have some time." ”

What age is it now, and why does the Red Moon Biography always use this ancient way instead of using advanced electronic technology. Maybe that's what makes the Red Moon so special. This tradition has been maintained for thousands of years and has not been discarded.

Fang Yaoqiang put the envelope on the table and flicked it, and the large envelope of kraft paper slid across a distance of five meters and stopped in front of Xia Chenghao.

The young man picked up the envelope and opened it. Inside was a black paper, credit card and driver's license, as well as a few pieces of paper and a small flat box.

The document was opened, and a white man with blond hair and blue eyes was looking at him, and the head shape was somewhat similar to his own. He picked up the pieces of paper again, read them carefully, and then took the documents and credit cards back in the envelope and put them in his breast pocket.

"There is a kind of person who is always the subject of the inspection of the low-altitude shuttle port security and the customs inspectorate, and it seems irrelevant what crime he commits is. They are usually young people, wearing T-shirts, sneakers, a travel bag over their shoulders, unkempt hair, and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of their noses. Fang Yaoqiang muttered to himself, but the corner of his eye stared at Xia Chenghao's hair.

Xia Chenghao stood up and walked straight to the room, and soon came out again, changed into a pair of casual and loose canvas pants, a black shirt and a casual gray suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he was wearing a pair of clean black leather shoes on his feet.

Fang Yaoqiang said with a smile: "Have a safe journey." ”

In the hall, Xia Chenghao walked to the revolving door with the smile of Manager Jimmy, and the doorman had already stopped an X7 air kinetic car for him that had just dropped off the guests.

"Low-altitude shuttle port!" Xia Chenghao commanded softly.

It takes only half an hour to get from Naon to the low-altitude shuttle port, if it goes well.

It's Sunday, a strange day, and people in the city want to go out into the countryside for some wild fun, while people from outside the city are rushing to the city for a weekend of shopping.

So before we reached the Niep Bridge, there was a long queue of traffic on the road.

An hour later, Xia Chenghao arrived at the low-altitude shuttle port, and gave the driver thirty grands for the fare and tips.

The low-altitude shuttles here are basically domestic flights of the Mada Federation, but there are also a few international flights, where all guests are repacked and sent to all parts of the planet Glis, including Cana.

Xia Chenghao slowly walked to the ticket office and asked the dark-skinned conductor directly for a ticket from Yarman to Brilina.

In this country, taking a low-altitude shuttle is as simple as taking a taxi, and you can buy a ticket by showing your ID or swiping your card directly, and there is no complicated procedure like Zion.

After completing the formalities, he came to the waiting hall empty-handed and waited, and sat on the chair with his hands on his lap.

Near the large glass window, a thin, shriveled and thin-haired Wag man was also looking at the newspaper in his hand, but he let out a burst of exclamation as he read it, and the exclamations continued with a strange foreign accent, causing the people next to him to turn their heads and stare at him with dissatisfied.

"Prison violence." He seemed to realize that he had disturbed the silence of others, raised his head and said a few words solemnly, and then shook the thick "Yarman Times" in his hand.

Xia Chenghao could see from a few dozen meters away that it was an old newspaper from yesterday.

"The female reporter's three-month in-depth prison investigation was only made public the day before yesterday." The thin man added another sentence emphasizing the importance of the report.

Unfortunately, not everyone is interested in prison and violence, and even a combination of the two is useless. The main thing is that the topic is outdated, after all, it was in yesterday's newspapers, and many people already knew about it yesterday or even a long time ago.

"A series of car accidents on the North Island Expressway, two dead and four injured, including Mei Lin, happened yesterday morning." Another short-haired, green-eyed man raised his head, shook the Yarman Times in his hand, and said coldly.

"Who's Merlin?" The thin man looked puzzled.

"An important figure in the North Island and Kaga group, the number two female figure." The green-eyed man said without raising his head, with a contemptuous smile on his face, such a big figure didn't know how hopeless it was.

Yesterday is yesterday, today is today, tomorrow is tomorrow, every day is a separate day, and everyone should look forward.

So the thin man had to bow his head stupidly, and the people who had just followed this short news episode buried their heads again, looking for the big events that had happened yesterday in the past, and making it their own fun today.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )