Volume 1 Big Gamble Father and Son Chapter 10 Maybe it's presumptuous, do you want to start a family?
The woman walked unhurriedly under the eaves of the building in the middle of the street, the rain was gentle, the road was long, and the black express car drove away in the haze. The man looked around for something, and when he leaned over, he called, "Bo, my best friend just finished practicing, on the way home, you go to the intersection of Crescent Avenue and Jingyi Road to find her on the street." β
"Can't you ask her to find a place to hide from the rain?" "Oh, you go pick her up, my best friend is a big shot, how can she be delayed, she has a background." - "I'm not going. "Stingy."
Bo Yanyan drove over slowly, rolled down the window sideways: "Hello! If you have common sense, you won't take a stranger's car, but I love music and am worried about your cello, so I suggest you put the piano in my car and follow my car. β
The woman also tilted her head slightly, "How do I know you won't run away with the piano." Bo Yanyan thought to himself: This question is the same as who you save first when I fall into the river with your mother.
"Makes sense, um... How much does a brand new cello cost? Ten, fifteen? I don't know, let's just say fifteen dollars. The woman smiled, "No." Well, you decide. With that, he stopped the car and trotted around.
The rain was not heavy, but the man still blocked it with his hand, took the piano and bent his waist into the back seat of the car.
Just about to go back to the driver's seat and turn around, "By the way." My name is Bo Yanyan. The woman smiled and shook his hand, "Thank you." β
"How's the concert?" The woman wrapped her arms around her in front of her, "It's a rehearsal, and the concert is next Thursday." The man in the suit looked ahead and nodded, "What tunes do you play?" "Elgar."
"Oh shame, he spends a lot of time at Wst, who is so close to Birham that it can be heard in his music. If you listen carefully, you can also hear the terrible Burham accent. In short, Elgar and the Jews are not quite compatible. The man still looked slightly and said calmly. Can I ride in the car with my cello? "Get in the car." β
When he got home, Bo Yanyan casually took off his suit and threw it on the sofa, and Xie Yuxi, who was watching TV, ran over and hugged him.
"Do you know, my best friend said, she wants to take us to P City, she has someone in your company, there is a better confinement center there, I said that you know architecture, she will arrange a good location for you." "Can't she give birth with you?" "She said that the scammer had committed suicide by returning the money and was going to investigate."
Bo Yanyan nodded expressionlessly, "Let's cook, I'm hungry." Then I sat on the couch and turned up the TV channel β 'Okay, let's talk next week, Newsweek wishes you a great weekend.'"
The latest report of this station: The young man in the county borrowed 50,000 yuan in debt, and the debt collector gathered many people to go to the young man's house to grab furniture to pay off the debt, and the two sides had a fight, and the borrower was hit on the head several times by an iron weapon under the big fight, and he fell into a coma on the spot, and died in the county hospital after rescue was ineffective, and the murderer and the participants in the brawl were all detained for trial.
The TV screen showed the young man's home being smashed to a mess, with shredded paper and blood stains everywhere. 2. A farmer in a certain village borrowed 120,000 yuan from everywhere, but after being cheated, he was unable to repay it and hid in other places and did not dare to go home. In a fit of rage, the creditors kidnapped the farmer's 6-year-old son, and when they realized that the kidnapping was a felony, they brutally strangled the boy to death and buried him in order to cover up the crime and take revenge. Four days after receiving the report of the child's disappearance, the police cracked the case and arrested the three murderers. In the TV picture, both the debtor's family and the creditor's family are in pain or suffering.
At the end of the report, a female reporter said to the TV audience with deep grief and grief: Since the victims of the Fanxing fraud case are all working-class or very poor farmers, most of these farmers who are eager to get rich are not highly educated and have little legal awareness, which has triggered a chain reaction of evil deeds. At present, there are always 83 people who have been deceived, we do not know whether such a tragedy will happen again, we call on all the victims of the Fanxing fraud case to remain calm, and effectively strengthen the legal awareness so that the tragedy does not happen again. β
Xu Tingnuo watched it over and over again, watching with all his attention, he was afraid to see his face, but he couldn't wait to stare at this face for a long time. He didn't expect at least three things: the matter was so big and the consequences were so serious; I didn't expect that the loss of mental balance would be so painful, so unbearable, so eager to seek relief; I didn't expect my wolf nature to be so fragile and vulnerable.
Bo Yanyan's words once again appeared in his ears: 'Tingnuo, this person, the six roots of entering the empty door are not clean, and the wolf nature of entering the business world is insufficient. β
Now he is no longer a simple prostitute, and if he wants to, he will soon be able to enter the ranks of millionaires, enter and exit high society, and live the life of a superior person. Yet he felt that he was more vile and hypocritical, that he was being put in a safe by his friends, waiting for the bloody and sinful bills, which were both worthy and standing.
Xu Tingnuo's heavy arm dialed a number: "I can't stand it, I spent some of it, I still have some money, and I will return what I owe." β
Bo Yanyan took a sip of tea and sighed infinitely depressed: "Brother, I can't stand you." β
After a long silence and thinking, he called Ji Shengxun, "I seem to have calculated everything, thinking that the misappropriation of the guarantee money and the bad assets were stealing the day, why didn't I calculate how much load my conscience could bear?" Now I can only leave it all to you, blind movement, I will die faster, not moving, and I will live a few more days. I've thought about it. If possible, it is time to make a final effort to give an account to the people and events around you. β
What is to explain is self-evident. Ji Sheng's nose was sour, and he said in a lower voice: "You have a son...... Now that we've come to this, let's eat first! β
Xu Tingnuo hanged himself from a tree with a crooked neck at the county gate. A large white note hung around his neck, a sentence he didn't know who he wanted to say to when he was dying
: I think of women. Often about conquest. or conquered. I think of men. Will choose not to conquer.
While walking on the damp streets of the city of Paris, the man in a suit and leather shoes looked down at the materials provided by Xu Tingnuo: Miss Fang met Wang Qianping in January 1963 in R City, and Wang Qianping used the bait to help him go abroad and get married in Country F, and used fake money certificates and other means to deceive Miss Fang's trust.
In June of the same year, Miss Fang arrived in K City by plane with 40,000 yuan and a large number of belongings, and two young girls were also waiting in K City to go abroad with Wang Qianping. The route out of the country is not a direct plane, but a train into Jingzhen County on the border of Myanmar, and through the Myanmar border that night, after a night of driving to a small village called 'Sera' in the triangle region, the villagers are Burmese Turks, electricity and water are similar to primitive society, this area is stationed a division of armed forces, an unknown drug lord subordinate, the division headquarters is located in 'Sera'.
The three girls found out that it was too late to be deceived, and were locked up in a dark and damp wooden house, guarded by the armed forces, and there were a dozen or so people in the house who had been deceived by the smugglers and sold for money. Men and women live in the same room, and no woman is immune from rape. The rule of the armed party is that each person can pay another 50,000 yuan to leave.
Wang Qianping deceived and sold the three girls, exchanged more than 300,000 yuan into US dollars, and returned to Paris through Manchester City. Miss Fang had no money to pay the ransom, but she was beautiful, and was sold to a Manchester City brothel by the Ministry of Armed Forces for $10,000, and was resold again after receiving customers for more than a month, and was smuggled from Manchester City to Paris City in September to be completely controlled by the underworld, and lived at 16 rue de la Vilante.
Bo Yanyan bought a bottle of water from the store, drank half a bottle in one gulp, and then looked: Wang Qianping, born in Hong Kong at the age of 30, went to France at the age of 16, his mother is from country F, and his father is Chinese, both of whom are deceased. Running a beauty salon, with a wide range of contacts and complex social relations, he participates in organizing illegal smuggling and defrauding and selling people, and is often active in the mainland, Thailand, Myanmar, and Hong Kong. More than 50 people were smuggled by him, and more than 20 girls were deceived and sold. Since the police of country F and the police of the mainland jointly cracked down on the gangsters, Wang Qianping has ceased his activities, and the victims have been scattered in various countries, and no one has yet retaliated against Wang Qianping.
What Bo Yanyan wanted, Xu Ting promised to investigate more. And Xu Tingnuo was only secretly surprised after the investigation: there was really a ridiculous thing about selling himself.
Weekend nights in the bustling metropolis of Paris are mysterious and enchanting, with no sunset on the streets but a cold, damp chill in the air, moonlight softens the flat streets, car lights flow like a neon river, and intoxicated couples on the sidewalks dance together in the streets for their lost indulgences.
Stop in front of an old apartment building, which is number 16.
Bo Yanyan approached the apartment administrator and asked, showing his ID and Miss Fang's photo. The caretaker, a chubby English woman in her forties, told the man after seeing the photo.
knocked on the door of room 904 and paused for a while, "Hello, I am a friend of Xu Tingnuo." β
The door opened, and a young woman in pajamas looked at the visitor with sleepy eyes, draped in a coat. Miss Fang's room is small, the furniture is simple but clean and neat, and the room exudes the faint scent of cosmetics. There is a pocket tape recorder on the desk, and the tapes are all about learning English. Bo Yanyan closed the door and stood in the center of the room, the only Western classical chair with a woman's clothes and a small Go board on the floor next to it. Miss Fang doesn't seem to have such a thing as a guest in her life.
The woman carried her clothes to the head of the bed and moved a chair for Bo Yanyan to sit down.
"Maybe it's presumptuous, Miss Fang, do you want to form a family?"
The face lost any expression like freezing, the woman was not frightened, there was no sadness, only tears burst out of her eyes, flowing silently down her cheeks, she didn't move for a while, she breathed a sigh of relief, wiped her tears and said indifferently: "My contract with the dance hall expires in eight months, and I want to renew it for another two years after the debt is paid off, and I want to make some money first." β
"I'm not going to force you. It's just that I need a family to supplement my plan. As he spoke, the man drank all the water in his hand, and the woman just said to herself.
"From Thailand to country F, I sold myself, and I only had one death in Manchester City, and I begged the snakehead to sell me." "I'll help you kill someone. I will help you kill Wang Qianping. Give me three days. β
The woman listened and suddenly ran to the bathroom. "Vomitβvomitβ" After washing, he sat on the edge of the bed and put on makeup, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Even if I thank you and Xu Tingnuo. The woman had done her makeup, re-dressed herself, took her handbag, and went downstairs to eat. They walked for a few minutes into an English restaurant, which was empty and business was cold, and the woman sat down at a table by the window, spoke some simple English and asked the waiter for milk, coffee, and snacks.
"Looks like you come here a lot to eat, are you used to it?"
"I'm used to it, I'm afraid I'll go to a crowded place, so I'll let you find it. You asked Xu Tingxu to investigate from the owner of the Chinese restaurant? "Bo Yanyan smashed a few mouthfuls of dim sum and was noncommittal.
Miss Fang nodded and laughed at herself: "This world really relies on some strength to pull grass from the ground. A fool is also a fool when he goes to the edge of the sky, and no matter how he pretends to be foreign, he has to show a few stupid tails."