Glancing at the strange caller, he answered the phone and asked, "Which one?"

"Hello, is this Mr. Ling?"

"It's me, you're it?"

"I'm Zhu Yansong, Mr. Ling, we met outside the Qingyang Bar before. ”

Ling Chen immediately remembered, "It turned out to be Mr. Zhu, Mr. Zhu has something to do with me?"

"Mr. Ling, the chairman of our Silver Star Entertainment asked me to call you, he already knows what happened to the Zhang family, and he is very sorry for what Zhang Zekai has done. Just now, after the discussion of the extraordinary meeting of shareholders and the consent of the Zhang family, Silver Star Entertainment will cancel the shareholder status of the Zhang family, and from then on, the Zhang family has nothing to do with Silver Star Entertainment. Our chairman hopes that Mr. Ling can let Miss Tang continue to stay in Silver Star Entertainment, and in addition, the chairman personally promised that there will never be anything like this in the future. I wonder if Mr. Ling is satisfied with this treatment?"

"Okay, as long as the Zhang family withdraws, then I will trust you again. ”

Zhu Yansong said happily: "Thank you Mr. Ling for your understanding, then I will reply to our chairman immediately, and I will not disturb your rest." ”

Hanging up the phone, Ling Chen grinned, these people were very efficient, and they made a decision in less than an hour.

It can be seen that they attach great importance to the cash cow of Tang Shiyun.

Ling Chen didn't know that an hour ago, when Zhang Zekai told his father about this matter, the other party immediately called Liu Geng, wanting to ask Ling Chen's identity, but Liu Geng was secretive and refused to talk more, which invisibly made the Zhang family extremely nervous, for fear of offending someone who should not be offended and bringing big trouble to the Zhang family.

After careful consideration, Zhang Zekai's father reluctantly made this decision, hoping to calm things down.

That's why I got the phone call.

Before coming to the guest room alone, Ling Chen was about to push the door in, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly froze, and the right hand holding the doorknob was immediately retracted, and his face gradually became solemn.

After so many years in the Ghost Organization, he has developed a lot of good habits, such as vigilance. Especially when staying in a hotel, he will do something on the door of the room, so as not to sneak into his room when he is away.

On the doorknob, there was originally a thin strand of hair entwined, but at this moment, the strand of hair has been broken, indicating that someone has opened the door and entered. Before leaving the hotel, he greeted the waiter, and the room did not need to be cleaned, so it could not be a cleaning staff.

At that moment, he pressed his ear to the door and listened carefully for a moment. After making sure there was no unusual noise behind the door, he swiped the identification card, then held the doorknob and turned it slowly.

Click!

The lock opened, and instead of rushing to open the door, he pushed open a gap. Going through the gap, he checked it again. After a while, the corners of his mouth raised, and a fine light flashed in his sharp eyes.

Behind the door, there is a wire that is wound around the door panel and the door frame. If you push the door open, you will definitely tear the wire. What will happen then, he can figure it out with his ass.

"The Snake King!"

Someone immediately popped into his mind. He couldn't think of anyone else laying such a trap other than the Serpent King.

No, Zhu Hong is also possible. That guy hates himself to death, and maybe he sent someone to do it.

At that moment, he ran to the front desk of the hotel, borrowed a make-up mirror from a waitress, and returned to his room. Sticking the vanity mirror into the crack of the door, through the reflection of the mirror, I saw a plastic bomb installed next to the door frame.

The amount of plastic bombs used is not much, but it is enough to blow up an entire room.

The wire was attached to the plastic bomb.

Ling Chen is very good at defusing bombs, let alone such simple bomb devices. He pulled out his nail clippers with one hand, ready to cut the wire, and with the other he pulled one end of the wire, so that when the wire was broken, it would shrink back and trigger the explosive device.

Everything was ready, and the wire he had caught with his nail clippers was about to be cut in two. But at this time, the thought in his heart moved, and he hesitated.

If it was the Snake King, then why didn't he just plant the bomb in Nan Rong Wanqing's guest room, wouldn't that save a lot of trouble, why bother. Killing him and then killing Nanrong Wanqing will only make the task more troublesome.

As a professional killer, I would never do such a thing.

Thinking of this, he immediately targeted Zhu Hong. Although he has a lot of grievances, the only people who really want to put himself to death are Zhu Hong and the mysterious organization behind him.

Zhu Hong knows his strength very well, and he will never send three indiscriminate goods to deal with him, and he will definitely send masters.

But the level of installation of this bomb, although qualified, is far from professional. A true professional who will not easily expose a bomb to the target's eyes. What's more, a professional killer will surely discover the little tricks he has laid out on the doorknob.

"Trap!"

He frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he opened the next room and prepared to enter the room through the balcony window.

Fortunately, the glass window was not tampered with, and it was easy to enter the room.

Turning on the light, he walked to the door and checked for the bomb. As expected, this plastic bomb is not simple, and there are three different trigger devices. Moreover, all three triggers are based on three different ways to crack them. Either method is used to crack it, the bomb will be detonated.

Fortunately, I was cautious and not fooled.

After a few minutes, he carefully defused the bomb, threw it on the couch next to him, and sat down next to it, ready to take a break.

But at this time, as if he had thought of something, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly picked up the bomb and put it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.

"How so?" he said, his eyes widened with a look of disbelief, "Is it a coincidence?"

He tried his best to believe that it was a coincidence, but the facts told him that the probability of such a coincidence was too low.

Dropping the bomb, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Old Don, you'd better come over right away, I've got an accident here. After saying that, he hung up the phone and sat alone on the sofa in deep thought, his expression very solemn.

In less than half an hour, Tang Yuan rushed to the hotel room.

"What is it important for you that you have to come over, can't you tell me on the phone?"

Ling Chen didn't bother to reply, and directly threw the bomb into his hand. Tang Yuan took the bomb, his face changed slightly, and asked, "Where did this come from?"

"Don't ask so much nonsense just yet, take a closer look. ”

Tang Yuan looked at it twice, and praised it: "It's really good, the person who made this bomb is definitely an expert, there are actually three different trigger devices, and it's ......" Before he finished speaking, his eyes had already condensed, and he looked at the bomb in his hand blankly, and said with a surprised face: "This ...... Is it a coincidence?"

"Do you think there is such a coincidence in the world?"

"Nope. ”

Ling Chen raised his head, with a rare solemnity on his face, and said word by word: "Old Tang, we are going to be in big trouble." ”