I'm locked up... it's not right, it should be a cooperation in the investigation.
After cooperating with the investigation for more than 30 hours, the King of Zhongtang finally regained his freedom and saw the light of day again.
Less than forty-eight hours.
He should thank the law.
at the same time.
He should thank his younger brothers below.
It's obvious.
Even if he was shot, he might have suffered the great memory recovery technique, and none of the younger brothers confessed him.
Otherwise, if a person who planned a kidnapping was confirmed, he would not have been able to come out safely without mentioning being imprisoned.
When Zhong Xiaoye walked out of the door, he was wearing a suit jacket and the blazing sunlight made him raise his hand and squint his eyes.
"Brother."
Xiao, who had been waiting for a long time, walked quickly.
There is no red carpet paving, no clear water road, and no luxury car squad gathering.
It’s not that it can’t be done, but that it can’t be done.
My younger brother Xiao is very smart and knows what adaptability is.
One mistake can make you understand your mistakes. The water in Kyoto is too deep and too mixed. Although the elder brother is a false alarm, he must be low-key at this time.
"You have suffered."
My younger brother Xiao’s forehead was sweating, which should be sunny. He greeted Zhong Xiaoye and lowered his head and bowed his waist.
Zhong Xiaoye is worthy of being a big brother. He smiled insignificantly and dusted the suit jacket on his arm, as if he was just a little bit of wind and frost.
indeed.
Have never been in the bureau, how dare you say that you are from the martial arts world?
This is not a dark history, but a medal on the Tao.
Just a joke.
Zhong Xiaoye must have not suffered physical torture in it, but he should have been quite tormented mentally.
The gangsters who go to visit the restaurant every now and then may be the capital to brag at the barbecue stalls in the food stalls, and for a person of Zhong Xiaoye, it is a complete shame.
The younger brother Xiao took the elder brother's coat and walked around to welcome the elder brother into the car.
Double color-blocked Bentley starts.
King Zhongtong pulled open his collar and breathed out.
"Brother, have a drink of water."
My younger brother Xiao handed the water bottle, and was frightened.
The eldest brother was in danger, and the test for him had just begun.
If the elder brother blamed him...
In the summer, he felt chill all over.
"What are you afraid of?"
The King of Zhongtang seemed to see his nervousness, smiled and took the water bottle and unscrewed it.
"I've been busy these two days."
"I'm incompetent, please punish me!"
Xiao brother said hurriedly.
"It's your business."
Everyone who becomes a leader will have his own personal charm. Although Zhong Xiaoye is cruel, he is not right or wrong. If he takes his anger at others indiscriminately, who will still do his best to do things for him?
Money can buy lackeys, but loyalty cannot be bought.
Zhong Xiaoye took a big sip of water and said with a slight corner of his mouth, "You guys have not let you down. Find the best lawyer team for them. Money is not a problem. No matter how difficult it is, you must seek justice for them."
My younger brother Xiao was unexpected, and then overjoyed, and the coldness in his body subsided like a tide.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately said, "Don't worry, brother, I'll contact you right away."
The kidnapping is not a one-sided statement, but a crazy person playing CS. This is a fact that both human and physical evidence are present.
He was restricted for dozens of hours and did not break the pride of the King of Zhongtang. It was impolite to come and not go. In order to save face and defend his dignity, he had to fight back.
Since it is a legal society.
Then use reasonable and legal means to realize the demand.
The little brothers are very powerful, keeping their mouths tight, uniting themselves, and not biting them randomly, so he came out, but that stinky watchman would never get out easily!
The King of Zhongtang looked resentful and drank the water silently, not realizing that this time it was just a small fight, and the real net was still in the sky and did not fall.
"Brother, leave the rest to me. I will definitely bite that cousin to death! Brother, let's go back first."
My younger brother Xiao is really loyal to avoid any accidents.
In fact, Zhong Xiaoye should indeed leave, not back to Haojiang, but going abroad, running as far as possible, the better. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope, but he could not know that he had been written into the recipe.
He can't be blamed for being unscrupulous.
He didn't open his eyes.
"Did you see it? This is what is called equality and fairness."
Zhong Xiaoye held the water bottle and looked at the city outside the window.
People like him don’t have any sense of belonging, and this time he went north, it was undoubtedly heartbroken.
The last trace of affection was wiped out.
"If you inform and let agents at all levels increase their promotion efforts, it is better to have fun in time instead of being a lifelong cattle and horse!"
The King of Zhongtang was still a little cautious about the promotion of Moon City in the inland, but after being sad, why is there any need to be a woman's kindness?
He wants to wrap the wealth of the poor into his own pocket!
He wants those so-called noble people to bear the price!
When a person's family is destroyed, his wife and children are separated, and his whole family is broken, what will he do?
There is only one way to choose from.
crime!
Zhong Xiaoye's eyes burst into madness of pleasure.
"Go to Tiandi Bank."
"Brother, what are you doing at Tiandi Bank?"
My younger brother Xiao looked confused and confused.
"I want to deepen my cooperation with Tiandi Bank!"
As soon as he came out, a series of instructions were issued decisively.
He wants this society to know that it will cost him to offend him, Zhong Xiaoye!
at the same time.
The Old Summer Palace, which will leave traces forever in the history of human civilization.
The smoke of gunpowder has gone away, but the desolation remains, the broken pillars are like harp, and the wild roses grow wildly on the baroque patterns. The white marble arch is half buried with weeds, and the vines crush the marks of the Qianlong reign, wrapping the cloud patterns into a green waterfall.
The remaining pond is filled with half acre of scorching sun, and the broken bridge pier is inserted into the pile of water lilies. The koi swims in the reflection of the caisson, the sunlight passes through the residues of the Western building, and the empty seats of the twelve beasts drag their long shadows, just enough to catch the cicadas that overflow from the cracks in the waste foundation.
"I haven't had time to thank you for giving me a dog head."
Boss Jiang whispered softly.
Miss He Si next to her dress is unusual, with a floral dress, which contrasts with the desolation around her.
Once the war was everywhere, but now the country is peaceful and peaceful.
"Do you like it?"
A white butterfly flapped her wings from the crack and passed through her hair.
Great summer.
Don't hold a parasol.
But it doesn't matter much.
Miss He Si is not a traditional white and thin skin. Her skin is closer to the color of wheat, wild and healthy.
Of course it's just feeling.
At this time, Miss He Si was more agile and gentle than the white butterfly flying in the light and dancing.
You are in the floral dress.
The dreams pursued by many men.
So when Jiang Chen, who was waiting in the Old Summer Palace, saw Miss He Si at the first sight, he was a little lost in his mind.
You can't blame the hero for being sad about the beauty.
"Where did you get it back?"
Jiang Chen asked with a smile.
"Dad's vault."
“…”
Hasn’t the gambling king ever offered beasts to the country?
There are actually some?
The dog head, whose whereabouts are unknown, has always been hidden in the gambling king's private vault?
"Why don't the gambling king..."
"Dad said that although these cultural relics are dead, they are of great significance, and only when they are taken out at the right time can they achieve their greatest value."
He is worthy of being the king of gambling.
It's true.
Be far-sighted.
Donating one or two at the same time is not obvious, but if the time interval is extended, it will be completely different.
"The gambling king put the dog's head in the vault, probably because he wanted it to come out when the He family needed it. Please give it to me..."
"The dog head was a gift from Daddy that year, and I have the right to deal with it."
"..." I once whipped the horse because of drunkenness, for fear of being affectionate.
Why can the gambling king have three wives and four concubines, and betting, an industry that does not conform to the traditional inland values, still be praised?
In addition to the official deliberate guidance, his feelings of family and country created by his behavior such as donating animal heads are also one of the important factors.
A lesson from the past, a teacher for the future.
He Yihui could completely imitate her father's path of success, take out the dog's head and return it to the motherland at the right time. Just like the gambling king, her reputation will definitely soar, and her name will be engraved in the hearts of her inland compatriots.
The gambling king left the dog's head as a gift to her.
It should be due to this intention.
But Miss He Si obviously let down her father's intentions.
Instead of using the dog's head as a redemption coupon, she gave it to a man silently and almost wasted.
Fortunately, this happened behind the gambling king, otherwise Jiang Chen really didn't know how to face the legendary figure.
"Aren't you afraid of regret?"
Jiang Chen's tone was calm.
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"What do you regret?"
Miss He Si asked, and her eyelashes trembled, and she was filled with playfulness of asking knowingly.
How rare.
A daughter with her identity still retains a hint of girlishness.
"I regret sending the wrong person to the wrong person."
"How could I give it wrong? Just like gambling, as long as I sit at the gambling table, I can't think about things I won't regret afterwards, because regret has no effect and no meaning."
Thought-provoking.
Jiang Chen nodded silently.
The phone rang.
The two stopped.
He Yihui looked elsewhere considerately and admired the scenery of this once royal garden after it was abandoned.
It's Zhuge Xi.
Jiang Chen answered the phone and listened quietly.
"Just as you think."
Putting down his phone, Jiang Chen turned his head and found that the other party was looking at him pretty.
The lotus wind blew up her floral skirt.
"Eavesdropping is not the etiquette that ladies should have."
"I grew up in a small fishing village in a remote area."
Jiang Chen smiled.
"Zhong Xiaoye is out."
Why don’t Hui care about it?
Along the ruins of history, the two continued to move forward.
"It should be."
"After going back, have a good talk with your sister. People like Zhong Xiaoye can be used in the short term, but they cannot be a long-term partner."
He Yihui was silent.
"Have you decided to deal with him?"
"Isn't it a matter of time sooner or later?"
"How long will it take?"
"It's a year or two."
This is all confidential information.
Boss Jiang knows how to repay his kindness.
Putting aside his personal position, you can't be too hasty to take down someone like Zhong Xiaoye. The chain of interests he has worked hard to wove is quite large, and he has beaten everyone in one go?
Obviously unrealistic.
As the saying goes, "Don't blame the masses." You can turn big things into small things, and there is no need to cause huge shocks.
It’s not just him that Boss Jiang needs time.
Those who have interests related to Zhong Xiaoye also need time.
The wind sounds are released bit by bit, and when you smell the smell, you should cut it. If you are obsessed with it, then kill the cock and don’t blame you for splashing blood.
Generally speaking, this is the step to deal with such problems.
For harmony and stability.
"Then it seems I have to go back."
Listening to the soft whispers around him, Jiang Chen was confused and silent.
"I'm going back."
Why Hui continued to say.
"Yeah."
This time.
Is it just a "hmm" sound?
Why are you getting more and more regressing?
Why did Hui stop talking?
Too.
How can people who pretend to be asleep wake up?
It's all about playing the piano.
After walking silently for a while, Jiang Chen seemed to have realized that the atmosphere was wrong and was about to speak, but the voice came from his ear.
"I miss my dad."
“…”
…!
Jiang Chen's expression was frozen, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
Who has a daddy like?
"Actually... don't have to worry. Isn't it still a year or two?"
There is no greater good thing to know that you can correct your mistakes.
The prodigal son won’t exchange gold for his return.
"It seems you are not willing."
“…”
Jiang Chen smiled even harder.
"Then I'll go back tomorrow."
Obviously, at this time, I shouldn't speak anymore, but that's how men are.
"If you don't have any urgent matters, you can play in Kyoto for a while. There are many places worth going to, you probably haven't been to it."
"Will you accompany me?"
Jiang Chen was speechless again, and then replied, "Yes."
In fact, his pause was quite obvious, but sometimes what women need was just an attitude.
"Next time. There will be a chance next time. You can't be upset at that time."
Jiang Chen suddenly remembered the scene where the other party was a guide in Haojiang, and felt guilty for no reason.
"No need to go next time, this time."
He answered quickly, his tone becoming much more firm.
The attitude is quite correct, but how can I revise the answers of the test paper that has been corrected?
"It's too late."
He Yihui's mouth slightly raised.
Jiang Chen smiled.
Too.
The gambling king's daughter.
How could you indulge in love with your children?
In front, a young couple was also visiting the garden, clasping their fingers, laughing and intimate.
Jiang Chen coughed lightly.
He Yihui silently looked at the ordinary and enviable young couple without saying a word.
Boss Jiang, who was guilty, didn't know what kind of struggle he had experienced in his heart, and finally moved his right hand slowly to the side.
And it seems to be coincidental.
One of his left hand also moved over.
Touch with both hands and finally exchange temperature.
"I hope there are no journalists here."
Jiang Chen did not forget the lesson he had learned.
He Yihui, who was once involved in the scandal, didn't care at all. She turned her head with a beautiful and charming dress, tiptoed lightly, and kissed her side face as if no one was around.
The hair fluttered and the skirt swayed.
Those who open a casino must have a different mentality than those of gamblers. If you choose to sit at the gambling table, you should not care about winning or losing, and you should not consider whether you will regret it. As long as you are wholeheartedly and enjoy the process.
That way.
Winning is also winning.
Loss is also win.
(This chapter ends)