Chapter 225: Mr. Jiang's Conspiracy
Lao Xie also became nervous: "Are you afraid that you will be hacked by her when the time comes?" "I'm right, Lao Xie said don't worry, starting tomorrow, I will call you three times a day, morning, noon and evening. At the same time, he asked me for the address and personal information of the victim, so that if something really happened, he would not find us.
I thought to myself. This business has promised to be kept strictly confidential, if we think about it too much, and return to Thailand after the matter is completed, and Lao Xie leaks it out in private, then we won't be able to eat and go around. But if something really happens, it's really passive. I hesitated, Lao Xie understood my thoughts, and he swore on the phone: "Brother Tian, your customer is yours, and this kind of business of lowering your head and killing people is a fatal life." I'm sure I won't have a bad idea, you still don't believe me Lao Xie? ”
As soon as he said this, I didn't want to hesitate anymore, I wasn't afraid of 10,000, just in case. So I turned my heart on and forwarded Mrs. Wang's address and information text message to Lao Xie.
After I finished sending it, I still regretted it a little, for fear that Lao Xie would do bad things in the future. But what I didn't expect was that my action saved the lives of three people.
The next afternoon, Mr. Jiang received a phone call with a smile on his face, and we all looked at it in our eyes, and we could probably guess what was going on. Mr. Jiang held my hand: "Mr. Tian, Mr. Fang, Master Azan NangYa, thank you, Wang Hai has died in the hospital, just now. The whole body was crawling with insects, and it was eaten to a bloody pulp, and it is said that three nurses were stunned, hahaha! ”
This result is not surprising. But seeing Mr. Jiang smiling so happily. But I felt chills in my heart.
Mr. Jiang said, "Mrs. Wang has prepared the money, now let's go back to the villa, pay the money in person, and then have a dinner at the villa as a celebration." After the meal, I will send the three of them to the airport, and our cooperation will be considered a success. ”
We couldn't refuse this reason, so we followed Mr. Jiang back to Mrs. Wang's villa again. Mrs. Wang deliberately changed into a beautiful dress, and her face was full of spring breeze. Fang Gang boasted: "Mrs. Wang is really more beautiful than the bride today!" Mr. Jiang translated, and Mrs. Wang giggled and gave Fang Gang a hug. I have to sigh that the power of money can really overcome everything.
Mrs. Wang handed me the $13,000 bill, and told us to keep it a secret and keep it in our stomachs. Don't mention it to anyone, or it won't do us any good. Of course, I said yes, the money has been earned, how can I say it. After lunch, Fang Gang asked Mr. Jiang to drive us to the airport.
Fang Gang sat in the co-pilot, and Azan Nangya and I sat in the back. She was also very happy and told me that when she returned to Thailand, she could start to build her own small temple, and she also had some money in hand, and let the good believers who had helped donate some of it, and it should be no problem before the end of the year. I smiled and said, "It's not bad to work with us, right?" She smiled and nodded. I thought to myself, after all, she is a woman, and she is not a senior head lowerer. In terms of temperament, there is no difference between him and ordinary women, so he is easy to get along with, and it seems that the prospects for future cooperation are very good.
On the way, Mr. Jiang was arguing with us, and his behavior made me even more suspicious. Stopping at an intersection and waiting for a red light, several Islamic believers walked by, and Mr. Jiang reached out and quietly pulled out the car keys. I wondered, I haven't gotten to the place yet, what is he doing with the car keys?
After driving for a while, the car drove onto a secondary highway, which was lined with green trees, and the scenery was very beautiful. There are several workers digging pits on the road ahead, and a construction truck is next to it. Mr. Jiang slowly stopped the car and said, "It's really strange, it was good a few days ago, why is it actually under construction today?" He got out of the car and walked over, Fang Gang looked back at me, both of us had wariness in their eyes.
Remembering Mr. Jiang's previous action of pulling out the car keys, I quietly reached out and pulled the handle inside the car door and gently pushed the door open a small crack. Mr. Jiang walked to the pit and looked at it, put his hands in his pockets, and turned around, suddenly the sound of the door lock was heard in the car, and then the car alarm sounded twice, and Mr. Jiang's face changed.
Fang Gang scolded: "Fuck, you want to hack us!" I pushed the door and went out, Mr. Jiang was shocked, and the construction workers also ran over, I hurriedly went around to the right side, trying to open the co-pilot's door, but the workers had rushed up and held me down. They were well prepared, took out the cord buckle and tightened my hands and feet firmly, and then got into the car to subdue Fang Gang and Azan Nangya. One of the workers took out duct tape and wrapped it around Azan Nangya's mouth, apparently taboo against her, fearing that she would lower her head by chanting mantras.
I yelled, but it was strange that there was not a single car passing by on this road, and there were no pedestrians, could it be that the construction pit was real? Fang Gang scolded: "The surname is Jiang, do you know who we are?" You dare to tie up even the head lowerer, be careful that you are eaten by insects and there are no bones left! Mr. Jiang didn't talk nonsense with us, and instructed the workers to seal our mouths with duct tape, and then stuffed the three of us into the construction truck and closed the door.
I was very nervous and scared, this is the first time I have had an accident in the amulet business for more than two years, the wheel of history has no two paths, and every accident will affect everything that follows, which is the so-called butterfly effect. And this accident directly led to a huge change in my career as a card dealer, but of course that's a story for later.
Fang Gang and I and Azan NangYa were stuffed in the back of the dark engineering truck, and we couldn't see anything, Fang Gang kicked me straight with his foot, and I have been working with him for more than two years, and I can probably guess what he meant. So I lay down and hit my head on the ground a few times, and sure enough, Fang Gang's two hands touched my face. Take a giant stunt.
He pulled the tape from my mouth hard, and then pulled the tape off the back of his head in a circle, the quality of the tape was very good, and when I tore it off, I don't know if it took the skin off, and it hurt so much that I grinned. NangYa and I also used the same method to tear off the tape, so we had to talk in a low voice to prevent it from being heard by the driver.
Azan Nang Ya asked, "What can I do about this?" ”
Fang Gang asked, "If you chant mantras here, can it have an impact on the people sitting in the cab?" ”
Azan Nang Ya said, "I don't know, I can try it with the Rahu method." She began to chant in a low voice, and we didn't care to think about whether the driver would fall into a ditch if it really worked, and the driver would be affected and the steering wheel would be tilted. After about two or three minutes, the construction truck began to sway from side to side, and then braked suddenly. The rear compartment door was opened, and two workers rushed in, and when they saw that the tape on our mouths was gone, they immediately brought a large wrench and hit Fang Gang's head to knock him unconscious. I was scared to death, but I couldn't escape it with Azan NangYa.
When I woke up again, I was already tied to a tin room in a warehouse, and my head was about to crack, and when I looked closely, all three of us were chained to different iron posts, and Azan Nangya's mouth was still wrapped in duct tape. There were a few men talking in a low voice at the door of the warehouse, and Mr. Jiang was rummaging through the packages of the three of us. He searched out our documents, wallets, mobile phones and other items, put them in another bag, and took out the golden head of the god Rahu in Azan Nangya's satchel, and asked, "What is this?" ”
A man replied, "This is the god Lahu, I have seen it in the temple, and these mages must have often offered such things, as if they were used to ward off evil spirits." Mr. Jiang casually threw the head of the idol on the iron table, and when he saw us wake up, he walked up to me, took my mobile phone, and showed me the screen: "Who is this person named Lao Xie?" ”
I saw on the screen the address message of Mrs. Wang that I sent to Lao Xie, and Mr. Jiang said hatefully: "You people, you don't do things honestly, tell you to keep secrets, but you still reveal it, is it interesting to do this?" ”
Fang Gang sneered: "If you were fucking honest, would we do this?" The thief shouts to catch the thief! ”
Mr. Jiang said: "It doesn't matter, I just called Lao Xie and said that the three of you were in a car accident on the way to Jakarta Airport and are now lying in a coma in a hospital. That old Xie was really a friend, and said that he would come soon. I'm afraid that he will come slowly, and I asked someone to help him book a ticket, and in half an hour, he should be out of the airport, I will send someone to pick him up, don't worry. ”
I'm really speechless, it seems that we didn't go out, and we took Lao Xie in.