"That's fine, but we have to do it quickly."
Zhang Yan dodged the piles of paper materials everywhere, but still tripped over a pile of messy books and fell into another pile of messy materials. She quickly used her hands to support herself to prevent her whole body from falling to the ground.
Bah!
It seemed like something was torn.
Zhang Yan raised his hand and found that his left hand was pressed against an open book, and he tore off a few pages diagonally.
She picked up the damaged book and found that it was the "Gold Digger" she was looking for.
"Didn't you fall?" Li Yixuan didn't raise his head and was still picking at the messy pile of information. When he heard Zhang Yan's voice falling, he expressed concern. He knew that Zhang Yan was very skilled, so he was not worried.
"Hey, is it this book?" Zhang Yan stood up and handed the book to Li Yanxuan.
"Yes, that's it! Why did it get torn?"
"Whether you like it or not." Zhang Yan was about to throw it away.
"etc."
Li Yanxuan took the book and looked at the torn page carefully. A silent smile suddenly appeared on his face. The smile gradually solidified, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and then he finally laughed out loud.
"Help me get Jones!"
"General Jones, please arrest Liu Jie immediately. I have enough evidence." Li Xuan was a little excited.
"Are you sure you won't disappoint the alliance?" After all, in the past few years, the Counterattack Alliance has exhausted a lot of manpower and material resources and failed to detect any illegal behavior by Liu Jie.
"Do you still remember that six of Jin Shijie's former colleagues died mysteriously at almost the same time four years ago?"
Bu Hong, general manager of the investment department of a well-known securities firm, was Jin Shijie’s former direct boss.
May 12, 2043, Beijing, Okay Building on Financial Street, the eve of an investment summit.
A driverless taxi quickly turned into Financial Street from Fuchengmen. At nine o'clock in the evening, the staff dispersed and the Financial Street was a little deserted. Bu Hong was invited to attend the investment summit. This is the highest honor for investment bankers. Although
His work performance was not outstanding. He became the general manager of the investment banking department of a certain brokerage only by virtue of his seniority. The driverless taxi stopped at the east gate of Okay Building. Bu Hong hurriedly jumped out of the taxi and walked quickly.
Building, but was stopped by a boy in his 10s.
"Uncle, I can't find my father. Can you..."
"If you get lost, call the police, call 110!" Bu Hong interrupted the boy, who was rushing to the welcome banquet prepared for the participating experts in the building tonight. The sign-in time was 7:30 pm, and Bu Hong was already late.
"Uncle, I will use your TP to contact my dad." The boy prayed again. The TP in the boy's mouth was the new name of the popular mobile phone at that time, because it almost got rid of the appearance of the old-fashioned mobile phone.
Earpieces, glasses, watches, etc. realize audio-visual and life service functions. People know it as Taipu, and some young people, such as boys, call it TP for short.
Bu Hong was very concerned about this summit and did not dare to delay for another second. He ignored the boy's prayers and trotted to the door of the Fouquet Building, showed the invitation letter to the security and quickly entered the building.
The banquet had already entered its middle chapter. Bu Hong signed in and apologized to the organizer. The banquet ended at 10 o'clock. Bu Hong went to the leader of the securities regulatory department to say a few words and left at the end of the banquet.
After leaving the Okay Building, Bu Hong thought of the boy who had just asked him for help. He looked around and saw no sign of the boy, so he gave up on the matter.
The driverless taxi Bu Hong booked arrived just in time. At the end of a stressful day, he got into the car from the right and sat in the back row, preparing to take a nap on the way to the hotel.
The driverless taxi started slowly and drove to the Schönbrunn Palace Hotel outside the West Fourth Ring Road.
"Hello, uncle, I found my father." A boy's voice suddenly came from the co-pilot. Then there was a burst of laughter. Bu Hong was awakened by the sudden sound. He looked at the co-pilot and saw the man in front of him.
It was the boy who had just asked for help.
"Why are you in the car? Stop, stop." Bu Hong was so frightened by this strange scene that he broke into a cold sweat. He tried to control the driverless taxi to stop on the roadside through voice control. But the driverless car ignored the instructions and continued to move forward.
.
"The car won't stop. Come home with me later."
"Who are you? What do you want to do? I will depend on you for everything except this life."
"We'll talk about it when we get home later." Looking back at Bu Hong, his eyes were no longer pleading, but filled with resentment.
"I have no home here. Please let me go."
"Let you go? Who let me go? Didn't you think of letting me go when you asked me for a bribe?"
The boy stared at Bu Hong with terrifying eyes.
Bu Hong was sweating profusely and his limbs were weak. He could not remember asking for bribes in his mind. He could not do anything else except begging for mercy.
"Please let me go, I can give you all my assets." Bu Hong repeated, little did he know that the boy only came here to ask for his life.
The boy stopped talking.
Bu Hong begged for a long time, but saw that the boy was silent. He actually started to fight back, grabbed the briefcase he was carrying on the back seat, and threw it at the boy like a madman, but he saw the briefcase passed through the boy's body and hit the front fender.
On the windshield.
Seeing this, Bu Hong fell into despair and cried loudly: "Please spare my life."
"Go to hell..." the boy left his last words and disappeared without a trace.
At this time, the driverless taxi had already traveled to the Yongding River Diversion Canal, the main road of West Fourth Ring Road. The driverless taxi rushed out of the guardrail and fell into the Yongding River Diversion Canal...
Afterwards, the police watched the in-car video and found that Bu Hong was talking to himself, sometimes scared and sometimes excited, and finally smashed the driverless taxi with his briefcase, causing damage to the system and causing the taxi to lose control and fall into the Yongding River aqueduct.
It was initially determined that the cause of death was a car accident caused by abnormal behavior caused by schizophrenia...
On May 10, 2043, Nandan Road, Xuhui District, Shanghai, at 6 o'clock in the morning, Sun Jiadong, a former colleague of Jin Shijie, achieved financial freedom a year ago and resigned from the investment banking department to concentrate on self-media. He had a morning run in the morning
habit.
"Uncle, I can't find my father, can you help me?"
Sun Jiadong, who was jogging in the morning, was stopped by a boy. The boy's pleading eyes made him feel pity. He kept running, turned around and came to the boy, squatted down and asked:
"What's Dad's Taipu number?"
"I don't remember." The boy Yaoyao almost cried.
"Then where do you live? Do you know?"
"I can't remember."
"Don't worry, don't worry, uncle will take you to the police station." Sun Jiadong comforted him when he saw the boy pouting and tears welling up in his eyes.
"Thank you, uncle."
Sun Jiadong took the boy's little hand to a nearby police station.
On the way, Sun Jiadong asked the boy some detailed questions. The boy said he didn't know.
"Police, this boy is lost. He doesn't know his parents' Taipei number. He doesn't know where he lives. I have no choice but to send you here." Sun Jiadong said to the policeman on duty.
"Boy? Where is the boy?" The policeman only saw Sun Jiadong alone, not the boy he mentioned.
"This is the boy." Sun Jiadong led the boy to the police.
"Are you kidding me so early in the morning?" the policeman scolded.
"You're not joking, policeman."
"Okay, stop talking, don't hinder our work, go out to have some breakfast and go home quickly." The policeman was a little impatient. Because he had not seen any boy at all, he thought Sun Jiadong had a brain problem and scolded him to leave.
"Hey, I said, I am kind-hearted to rescue lost children, what is your attitude!" Sun Jiadong was not convinced.
Seeing Sun Jiadong's reaction, the police became even more convinced that there was something wrong with his mind.
"What are you yelling about? Did you bring your ID card?"
"If anyone goes out early in the morning and brings their ID card, just tell them to leave the child alone."
"Okay, do you remember your ID number?"
"To save the children, why do you need my ID number?"
"Do you want to report a crime? If I want to take over the case, do you have to provide your identity information?" The policeman wanted to follow Sun Jiadong, coax him and then ask his family to pick him up.
"371911198904090936." Sun Jiadong had no choice but to report his ID number.
"Name?"
"Sun Jiadong."
"Go sit outside for a while first. Don't forget to take the child with you. I'll call you later." The policeman asked Sun Jiadong to the lobby waiting area.
"Hey, you haven't asked for the child's information yet?" Sun Jiadong didn't understand.
"We will try our best to help the child find a home. Please wait outside," the policeman said kindly.
When the police saw Sun Jiadong leaving, they began to check the contact information of his relatives.
Miao Weiran, Sun Jiadong's wife, was preparing breakfast for her husband and son in the kitchen when the Qitaipu bell rang. She nodded lightly and picked up the call.
"Hello, are you Miao Weiran, Sun Jiadong's spouse?"
"Hello, I am, who are you?" Miao Weiran asked.
"I am a police officer from the police station. Your husband just came to our police station to cause trouble. Come and take him back as soon as possible. If he gets lost, you will be in trouble."
"Nonsense? My husband can be ridiculous? He can get lost? What's going on? Did you find the wrong person?" Miao Weiran looked confused and couldn't understand what the police were saying.
"Are you Miao Weiran, is your husband Sun Jiadong, is there something wrong with his mind?" the policeman asked.
"I am Miao Weiran, and my husband is also named Sun Jiadong, but everything is normal with him. There is nothing wrong with his brain."
"Sister, you will know after you come here. Take him home as soon as possible. We are right opposite the RT-Mart supermarket. Hurry up." The policeman did not want to explain anymore.
"Okay, I understand." Miao Weiran felt bad, put down what she was doing, woke up her 12-year-old child, and hurried to the police station.
Sun Jiadong had no choice but to take his children to the waiting area to wait. But instead of waiting for the police, his wife Miao Weiran did.
"Why are you here?" Sun Jiadong looked confused when he saw his wife appearing at the police station.
"Why do you think I'm here? The police informed me that I'm here. Are you messing around at the police station?"
"What are you talking about? This is not a lost child. I'm here to report the case and help him find a home." Sun Jiadong said, pointing to the empty seat next to him.
"Don't make trouble, there are no children here." Miao Weiran said angrily.
"Don't you just sit here?" he emphasized, pointing to the empty seat next to him. Then he said to the child: "Call Auntie."
Miao Weiran looked stunned. She couldn't believe that her husband was schizophrenic.
"Are you sure you're not kidding?" Miao Weiran couldn't believe it.
Chapter completed!