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Wang Fuxian, executive CEO of Yatai International Economic and Trade Co., Ltd., died of cerebral thrombosis in the early hours of last night, and the maids at home found it the next day. Regarding this case, Wang Fuxian's family is reluctant to disclose too much, and this station will follow up and report more details about this case......"
Gu Junmo looked at the news, frowned slightly, and Bing Ling's eyebrows, who were sitting beside him, were full of mocking coldness.
He glanced at her and said, "It seems that the Hawkbeak Gang has already sent someone to deal with it." "Cerebral thrombosis, it's really done. But that's right, if Wang Fuxian's assassination is exposed, it means that the police will send someone to investigate, so that the man's righteous and upright image is not only not guaranteed, but even the Hawkbeak Gang will be closely targeted by the police again.
Bingling didn't speak, just a cold glint in his eyes.
"It's naΓ―ve for them to think that this will end the matter."
"Do you have a backhand?"
Bingling didn't speak, and entered the living room with black tea, and Gu Junmo's question was quickly answered.
Less than an hour later, an anonymous ID on the Internet exposed a video of a man holding his body. The beautiful woman walked into the hotel room, the two of them had ambiguous personalities, especially the man's hands were very unruly, and he could know with his toes that the two of them went to the hotel to open up and was definitely not used to fight the Three Kingdoms. Although this video does not capture the appearance of a woman, the man's face is unusually clear - Wang Fuxian.
In an instant, Wang Fuxian's image as a charity ambassador and a good man at home in Hong Kong collapsed instantly, and the number of replies on the video line has exceeded one million within an hour, and the number of retweets has exceeded 100 million.
Gu Junmo rushed to the living room with his mobile phone, and saw Bingling browsing something on his laptop, and when he got closer, it was Wang Fuxian's video.
"You passed it all on?"
She didn't raise her eyelids, but just spit out three words: "Miss Ye." β
Gu Junmo immediately gasped: "You asked your sister-in-law to do it?" β
Bingling looked at him with a look of nothing to make a fuss about: "I told her that it was related to the investigation of the case, and she was much more powerful than I thought." "And it's very smart, I deliberately found these things that highlight the male protagonist, which is easier to attract attention.
"I thought this kind of thing was our task." He frowned slightly, and his expression didn't seem to approve of it.
He got the news that Bingling had obtained information from Ye Zhiyu, but when he arrived in Hong Kong, he couldn't find her, and he traveled for more than three months before he found her traces. And something earth-shattering happened on the sister-in-law's side, not only was the child born, Li Shen woke up, and what made people couldn't believe was that the child was taken away by the people of Red Lotus Hall in the hospital like this.
When he first heard Li Shen tell him about this, he almost thought that the other party was just joking.
He didn't know why Red Lotus Hall wanted to arrest the eldest child, Li Shen only said that it was complicated, and after negotiating with Mu Lianhua yesterday, he was even more sure that something was wrong. He had obviously told her about these things, why did she still bother her sister-in-law, who was already busy over there. He didn't need to trouble Xiang Tian anymore.
However, Bingling's heart suddenly fluctuated because of his "we", and his thick eyelashes flashed slightly, so he raised his eyes to look at him: "I thought that this was my task." "She didn't ask him all the time, he showed up without permission, and now he came to question her methods?" At least I'm doing business, someone, but it's inexplicable. β
Gu Junmo was choked by her last sentence for a long time, and coughed lightly a little uncomfortably, before he said: "So now that it's hyped like this, are you planning to use theoretical pressure to make the cold-faced rakshasa react?" β
Since she had already guessed how he found her, there was naturally no need for him to dwell on this kind of topic, which was not advantageous to him, after all, he was not ashamed of himself for letting Ye Zhiyu hack into her notebook.
Bingling changed the topic with him kindly, but he didn't dwell on it much, at least he said coldly: "I asked Miss Ye to deliberately leave an ID that can be traced, and if the other party follows the clues, they will find out about me." After that, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Bingling's eyes, and even if she didn't let Miss Ye deliberately leave clues, the other party should be able to find the supplier with her bullets, and trace her identity along the way.
Gu Junmo looked at the sudden anger on her body, and said calmly: "Track us down, and then." β
"And then?" She glanced at him and closed the computer, "Who do you think I was with the last time they hunted me?" β
Gu Junmo looked at her indifferent appearance, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he understood her thoughts: "You mean, they go back to check Mu Lianhua?" "Interpol has released her wanted information, it is not difficult to find out her identity as killing the desert scorpion, the problem is that a killer will not kill people for no reason, since Wang Fuxian is moved, the hawksbill gang should know as soon as possible that someone is going to them. And in Hong Kong, only Black Flag has the courage to hire people to move them. Although Mu Lianhua's cover identity is just an intelligence monger, it shouldn't be difficult to find out if he has anything to do with the Black Flag Society. In this way, the inference that "killing the desert scorpion on East Street is to hand over the killing business with the people sent out by the Black Flag Society" is naturally established, and there are almost no flaws.
"You provoked the Hawksbill Gang's hatred for the Black Flag Society like this, Mu Lianhua must be very sad to know that he was cheated by you behind his back."
Bingling glanced at him strangely when he heard this, and opened his eyes: "Only when the Hawkbeak Gang acts, can we catch that 'Brother Xuan'." "The more you move, the more likely you are to make mistakes. She is not afraid that they will point the finger at her, but she is afraid that the cold-faced Rakshasa has been hiding in the shadows.
Now she is creating public opinion pressure, which is to warn the eagle beak to help her have Wang Fuxian's secret in her hands. This behavior looks like she is trying to blackmail the Hawksbill Gang while receiving a commission from the Black Flag Society. If the latter is smart, he will definitely take the initiative to find a way to contact her to show his intention to woo, after all, a killer has no loyalty at all, as long as the price is reasonable, he can turn the gun at any time.
In this way, she has a chance to get close to the interior of the Hawkbills.
Bingling stood up, and was about to bump into Gu Junmo staring at her for a moment, as if there was no bottom in the deep pupils, and when she saw her heart closed, she frowned slightly.
"Look at what."
He wasn't unnatural, he just shrugged his shoulders, and there was a meaningful smile on his gentle and handsome face: "It's nothing, I just think it's different from your usual style." β
Bingling snorted coldly, "There is no style, as long as you can succeed in ......" She said the latter words in a very soft voice, although Gu Junmo didn't hear it, she still sighed softly in her heart.
Even he was surprised that Joker forced her to comply, not to mention her, he should be angry.
In fact, he just wanted to vent his anger with Mu Lianhua.
Thinking of this, Gu Junmo suddenly pulled his lips, and the smile on the corner of his lips was a little bitter, "Perhaps, only he can make you so angry." β
What Gu Junmo didn't know was that Bingling didn't go far when he said this, and the emotion with a little bitterness fell into her ears word for word. The subtle emotions in those words made her only feel her heart tremble slightly, and there was a slight confusion in her eyes......
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Sure enough, just like Bingling's plan, the Hawksbill Gang was more efficient than she imagined, and within twelve hours of the video being released, the other party had already found her.
Gu Junmo looked at Bingling and hung up the phone in his hand, waiting for her to speak, the latter just glanced at him lightly, threw the phone on the sofa, and walked to the kitchen to make black tea.
"Aren't you going to say yes?" He was a little surprised to see her leisurely appearance.
The tumbling tea leaves slightly drunk her eyelashes, and Bingling said slowly: "It's not the time yet, they are not sincere." "It took so long to track her location, but unfortunately the number used by the mobile phone was a disposable network number transmitted by satellite, and it was impossible to track it at all.
Sure enough, two hours later, the phone was connected again, Gu Junmo raised his eyebrows and watched her press the answer button unhurriedly, and clearly saw a light flashing in her cold eyes.
She's excited.
"Success?" He looked at her with his hands on his chest, raising his eyebrows slightly.
"Hmm." She replied softly, "Tomorrow night at ten o'clock, Kowloon Pier." β
"Beware of deception." He reminded.
"There must be." She replied disapprerovingly, as if she had no idea what she had said.
Gu Junmo looked at her confident appearance and didn't say anything more, turned around and went to take a bath.
The hotel is full of cameras, and they don't know how powerful and technological the Hawkbeak Gang can reach, so to be safe, they are now staying in the same house where he used to live.
Two bedrooms and one living room, with old oil paintings hanging on the walls, when she first came in during the day, she found that although the room had been uninhabited for a long time, the windows were bright and spotless, which showed that someone cleaned it regularly. It's just that she didn't ask much.
That was his past, and since he didn't want to say it, she didn't talk too much. Just looking at this man's secretive appearance, I have to say that it is the first time she wants to know about a person like this.
"I'm done, you go."
Just as Bingling was out of her mind, a clear male voice suddenly sounded, and she raised her eyes to look at him without warning, but the whole person froze there.
The man in front of him has a perfect body proportion with broad shoulders and narrow hips, and his muscles are strong but not strong, as if he is full of strength, especially at this moment, he is only wrapped in a bath towel to cover the important parts, and the water droplets on his body have not had time to dry, and his appearance is inexplicably a little wild compared to the gentle and elegant appearance on weekdays.
Bingling breathed for a moment and stopped talking.