Spend the night at the hotel.

The next day it cooled down, put on the coat that Barbie and Zheng Muyao bought in advance, and Zhang Jing started the mode of traveling with his girlfriend and baby.

There are many scenic spots in the imperial capital, and for Zhang Jing, he mainly goes to three or four places, such as the Forbidden City, the East Square Museum, the Great Wall, and the Old Summer Palace.

You can go to other places or not.

The main thing is to find an opportunity to leave the eight precious cultural relics brought back from the high waist mountain anonymously.

It can only be donated anonymously, otherwise there is a small probability that it will be related to the death of soldiers in the allied area.

"Jack," Jennifer asked in surprise during the visit to the palace, "Is the place where the emperor of the ancient D district lived so big?" ”

"It's pretty big, and it's my first time here."

The Forbidden City covers an area of 720,000 square meters, it doesn't sound like much, but it takes a lot of legs to walk, but fortunately the two babies are sitting in strollers, and there is more warm water and food, otherwise it really can't be done.

What touched Zhang Jing the most was the old woman's residence, which was far less big than imagined, which was in line with the logic of feng shui.

It is unlucky for the house to have few adults, and it is unlucky for the house to have many people.

Behind the main hall where the old woman lived, that is, when she had a meeting, her back against the wall was a tall and mighty Yu stone.

With this stone in town, it's no wonder that she can die of old age in peace.

It's a pity that the cemetery was not well chosen, and it was dug up after death.

Then again, no matter where you are buried, you will be pulled out, so it is better to learn a certain part and bury the body in the deep sea with a boat.

The bloody thing is that Zhang Jing encountered the legendary thing on the straight road outside the north gate of the Imperial Garden.

Someone drove the big G into the Forbidden City before, and today there are three people driving three new dK locomotives into the Forbidden City.

This special meow is the core of the core, the closest place to the emperor, and the main entrance is guarded with guns.

What can they say about coming in?

The dK locomotive has a cool shape and a lot of money, and tourists passing by have paid attention to it.

"Jack," Silke asked, five or six meters away, "are they nobles of the capital?" ”

"I guess you see other people riding motorcycles to come in?"

Silke understands.

In general, there are relatively few foreign tourists in the Forbidden City, and when Zhang Jing looked at the two men and one woman, the three of them also looked at him, Jennifer, and Silk.

"Zhang Jing," the man in his thirties recognized Zhang Jing and shouted directly, "Traitor!" ”

"You take your Yangguan Road, I'll cross my single-plank bridge," two or three meters apart, two teams of people passed by the shoulders, Zhang Jing warned the three, "Don't make trouble for yourself." ”

Threatened, sitting on a motorcycle, the man in cycling clothes was about to fight back, but the only woman among the three spoke out to stop, "Yuan Fei, stop." ”

The dissuasion was effective, and the man who told Yuan Fei to give up and continue to verbally attack Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing naturally did not deliberately deepen the conflict, took his wife and children through the north gate of the Imperial Garden, and left in the direction of the West Palace.

Seeing Zhang Jing leave with his two girlfriends, the young and middle-aged man named Yuan Fei looked at his companion, "Gu Lele, why did you stop me just now?" ”

"Zhang Jing also has a bad reputation on the Internet, maybe he is just a centrist and has no position," Gu Lele analyzed, "What's more, he only donated 2,000 meters, which is less than the tip you give for eating in the league area." ”

Hearing this, Yuan Fei's expression was breathing, and the cumulative amount of tips he had given for meals was far more than two thousand yuan.

"Don't you think Zhang Jing's two girlfriends are beautiful?" The third friend spoke, "I also gave birth to a child for him." ”

Yuan Fei hehe, "Nightclub expert, it's not surprising at all." ”

Zhang Jing didn't know that the three of them were talking about him behind his back, and after leaving the Forbidden City, he went to Quanjude to eat roast duck at noon.

In the afternoon, stay at a hotel near Quanjude and rest.

Compared with Zhang Jing's ease, Ah Mu Yamen is very anxious now.

The hostage incident at the Windsor Hotel continues, with militants posting daily videos online asking members of the royal family to enter the hotel and exchange hostages.

This incident also caused protests from the hostages' families, embarrassing the royal family, but they would never exchange themselves for hostages.

Fortunately, the militants did not do anything to stop it, and released a hotel worker every two days, and it has not been broken.

And the yamen would also supply food and fresh water to militants and hostages.

There was nothing until an accident happened at five o'clock this morning.

Li Bancheng had health problems, and not only needed to seek medical treatment, but also needed to use equipment that was only available in hospitals.

However, the militants refused to release them unless they were exchanged for a member of the royal family, which forced the yamen to consider a storm.

But, just like a real hostage is kidnapped, often only a ransom can be paid.

The success rate of the assault is very low, the militants will die, and the hostages will die.

Also because there was an ambassador of the League to Khartoum among the hostages, the League asked Ah Mu to give up the assault and send a member of the royal family inside.

There is really no way, the Amu royal family can only let the old Duke William, that is, the younger brother of the old Bebby, to exchange.

It can't be Prince Shehari, he's the next successor.

It can't be a woman, for fear of being made into a documentary.

It can't be a child, making the royal adults look too timid.

It can't be old babie.

Counting around, it can only be the 75-year-old Duke William.

Zhang Jing received a call from Unike in the imperial capital and learned that Li Bancheng was critically ill and was exchanged for leaving the hotel and admitted to a local hospital in London.

"Li Bancheng may be really ill, or he may be pretending to be sick," Yunik analyzed on the phone, "If this is the case, we may be discovered in advance and fail when we secretly acquire his shares in the power company in the royal court." ”

Acquisitions, except for the acquisition of shares in the hands of retail investors on the stock market.

Also look for the seventh, sixth, fifth... and other major shareholders, one by one, to negotiate and buy their shares.

These people may choose to suspend the negotiations or even report to Li Bancheng because Li Bancheng is out of danger.

Thinking about the consequences, Zhang Jing came to the bathroom one by one, spread a camouflage cloth on the floor, took out six stingers, lined them up, and took photos.

Anonymously sent to Reilly via a pretty big with a postscript: You're out of trust and the deal has failed.

Reilly soon received photos and messages from strangers, and his eyes widened when he saw six shoulder-fired missiles, this is a helicopter artifact!

Far from being comparable to two 20-foot containers of bullets and grenades.

Then a miracle happened, less than three hours after the hostage exchange, the militants demanded that Li Bancheng go back.

also weaves a story, old Bebi is taking the opportunity to get rid of his younger brother and prevent him from snatching the throne in the future.

As soon as the news came out, everyone in Lanxing set up stools, ate melon seeds, and watched a good show.

Although the authenticity of 'getting rid of his younger brother and grabbing the throne' is debatable, ordinary people can't tell the truth from the fake, so they feel very lively.

And Li Bancheng is indeed pretending to be sick, under the protection of Amu's special services, accompanied by his assistant and family members, he is undergoing a physical examination in a local hospital.

At first, it was okay for three hours, but when it was discovered that the number of Amu agents protecting him had increased by three or four times, the Li family realized that something was wrong.

"Dr. Duck," works for the British Museum, and Kane for the Amu Yamen. Qiao found the doctor who examined Li Bancheng and asked, "How is Mr. Li's condition?" ”

"Normal aging," said the Mediterranean doctor in his fifties, holding his eyes, "there is no abnormality, no critical condition." ”

Kane. Joe nodded and walked into the spacious white ward.

Look at a room full of people, Kane. Qiao stopped his gaze on Li Bancheng and went straight to the point, "Mr. Li, the militants are asking you to go back." ”

"My grandfather is critically ill," a twenty-three or four-year-old protested loudly in the Amu language, "how can I go back!" ”

"The results of the medical examination showed that he was not critically ill," said Kane. Joe reminded, "And this is what the militants demanded, otherwise they would harm other hostages." ”

"But we have already paid the ransom," protested a female member of the Li family, "and there is no reason to go back." ”

"300 small goals, you have already paid for a part, but there are still 73 small goals that have not been raised, in the eyes of the militants, all the hostages are a whole."

Li Bancheng, who was lying on the hospital bed, was very confused, he paid the money, and the people came out, can he go back?

Never!

"The second watch is before five o'clock, thank you for your great support and a lot of love."