After Qian Zhiyang finished talking to the old man, he quickly left the prison and returned via the waterway to Pier 7.
He lowered his hat and covered his face while walking towards the roadside. At this time, a silver SUV happened to drive over. Qian Zhiyang waved his hand and the silver SUV slowed down and stopped in front of him.
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Qian Zhiyang opened the door and sat in the back seat of the car.
"Where to go?" A man wearing a woolen hat looked at Qian Zhiyang in the rearview mirror and asked.
"Out of the city." Qian Zhiyang simply dropped two words, then leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest. After working continuously for such a long time, even he felt a little tired.
The driver wearing a wool hat didn't say much and drove away from the shore.
After driving for about five or six minutes, the driver glanced at the rearview mirror, looked serious, and said to Qian Zhiyang: "There is a little tail behind."
Qian Zhiyang opened his eyes, turned his head and glanced back. A black car followed them slowly and slowly. There seemed to be two people sitting in the car.
"How long have you been following him?" Qian Zhiyang asked.
"Following me since you left the dock until now." the driver replied.
Qian Zhiyang pondered for a while and pointed to the slum in front: "Don't leave the city yet, let's stop in front."
"Okay." The driver nodded and then drove the car towards the slum. He was the person arranged by Qian Zhiyang and was here to pick him up and leave.
Soon, the car pulled over to the side of the road. Qian Zhiyang got out of the car with the driver, walked into the alley next to him, and quickly disappeared into the alley branch.
The black car behind also approached and parked aside. The two Chinese men immediately got out of the car and chased into the alley. The alley was dirty and messy. The two stepped on the garbage on the ground and hurriedly followed inside.
As soon as they reached the corner, they bumped into Qian Zhiyang and the driver. Qian Zhiyang held a pistol in his hand, and the driver held an automatic rifle and pulled the trigger directly at them.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Da da da!"
A burst of gunfire rang out, and the two men fell into a pool of blood.
Although the gunfire was fierce, violent cases occurred almost every day in this chaotic slum, so it did not attract anyone's attention.
Qian Zhiyang put the pistol behind his waist, walked to the bodies, rummaged in their pockets, and took out the car keys.
"I'll leave first, you stay and clean up." Qian Zhiyang ordered, and then left directly.
He quickly walked out of the alley, opened the door of the black car with his car key, then got in and started the car.
After the car started to drive, Qian Zhiyang held the steering wheel with one hand, took out his mobile phone with the other hand, and called Yu Mingyuan.
"Hello?" Yu Mingyuan's voice came from the phone: "How are you doing there?"
"The meeting is over." Qian Zhiyang said softly: "On the way back, I was targeted by two dogs, but I have already taken care of them. Judging from the situation, they should have bitten the hook."
"Okay, disappear for now, don't contact anyone, and wait for me to call you." Yu Mingyuan replied in a serious tone.
"clear."
The two hung up the phone and the black car gradually disappeared into the night.
An hour later, the black car's accelerator was stuck and it rushed into a fast-flowing river.
…
Four o'clock in the morning, St. Paul City.
Huang Peishan looked a little anxious. He hurriedly left the Chinese Trade Union's military intelligence agency and took a car directly to Huo Dongsheng's villa.
Ten minutes later, he pushed open the door of the study room of Huo Dongsheng's villa. Huo Dongsheng didn't sleep either. He was sitting on the sofa in the study, drinking cup after cup of tea. At this time, Huo Dongsheng frowned and looked a little anxious.
, in short, his face is very ugly.
Seeing Huang Peishan coming in, Huo Dongsheng asked directly, "Are you following me?" before he could say anything.
"I didn't follow..." Huang Peishan shook his head: "Time was tight, so I could only temporarily transfer two 25-year-olds from nearby. But Qian Zhiyang was very alert. He found out that we were following him and took my
He was disposed of by others. By the time other people passed by, he had already run away, and only two bodies were seen at the scene..."
Huo Dongsheng frowned even more. He picked up the teacup, put it down slowly, and then asked: "What about the prison? Who did Qian Zhiyang see there?"
"It's Lao Wang..." Huang Peishan said in a hoarse voice.
When Huo Dongsheng heard the name, he stood up suddenly and asked nervously: "Have you figured it out?!"
"Absolutely accurate," Huang Peishan nodded: "It was the informant we sent to keep an eye on Lao Wang. As soon as Qian Zhiyang arrived, Lao Wang was taken to meet him. However... there was no surveillance at the place where they met.
We can't find out what the two people talked about during the camera."
Hearing these words, Huo Dongsheng couldn't sit still at all. He walked around the study with his head lowered, his expression becoming more anxious and anxious. He thought for a long time and figured out some key issues, and his palms were filled with tears.
Sweated.
Huo Dongsheng looked at Huang Peishan, frowned and said: "Then Qian Zhiyang, he is probably not from the Tsing Yi Bureau. We may have thought too much. A year ago, he left the Tsing Yi Bureau, and he was probably fired.
Except, or he left on his own initiative. He is probably one of Lao Wang's men, pretending to be the Tsing Yi Bureau to mess with us, deliberately showing off his face and giving us clues. Let me just say, even if the Tsing Yi Bureau and the Central Bureau are fighting among themselves
No matter how serious the situation is, Kang Dinghuang will not want to kill me! We have no attitude yet, they should fight for it...!"
"Can you?" Huang Peishan looked shocked: "What is the meaning of Lao Wang doing this? We haven't treated people of their lineage badly either?!"
Huo Dongsheng's face was gloomy: "Lao Wang may have noticed our meeting with Zhao Yan a long time ago... We have not treated Lao Wang badly, but those people behind Lao Wang may very well think that we have touched their interests.
…”
Huang Peishan thought about it for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and a layer of cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.
"That makes sense..." Huang Peishan stood up suddenly and asked, "Then what should we do next...?!"
Huo Dongsheng fell into deep thought. After five or six minutes, he raised his head and said, "Let's do this. You call Old Dong and Old Liu over first, and we can discuss it."
"good!"
Huang Peishan took out his mobile phone and called two other staff members.
Afterwards, the study fell into silence, as the two presidents, one and the other, were thinking about what had happened recently.
About an hour later, it started to get dark and the study door was finally pushed open.
Two extremely handsome men appeared.
Dong Ke came in with his mouth dripping with laughter and helped Liu Tao, who was limping, spreading his legs and covering his balls with his hands.
"..."
Huo Dongsheng looked at his two good brothers and was silent for two seconds before hurriedly telling Huang Peishan: "Quick, help them move their chairs."
Dong Ke had slurred speech and drooling, and shouted at Huang Peishan again: "What about that... help me get a towel... there is a lot of secretion in the mouth...!"
Two minutes later, Huo Dongsheng and his three carriages began an emergency plot...