Chapter 11 Despite the chaos, Mr. Wang was still reading intently. After a while, he raised his head from the book.
Mr. Wang asked casually: "Xiaoyang, how long has it been since you came to grandpa's place? Why are you so free today and come to this bad old man like me?"
When Wang Jiaoyang heard what Mr. Wang said, his head lowered, but he still muttered carefully: "Grandpa, I did not do this incident tonight."
"Presumptuous!" Mr. Wang's eyes sparkled and he shouted loudly. Even though Wang Jiaoyang was known as the "Little Heavenly King" in the capital, he couldn't help but tremble in front of Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang continued to reprimand: "You were the one who called the people in the security regiment. Now they are dead and missing. How can you get away with it? How do you explain? Your father asked you to have a good relationship with the departments and people in the capital, but
Are you just going to let you just drag the troops out to do whatever you want because of trivial matters?"
Ginger is still very old, and in a short period of time, Mr. Wang has already learned most of the situation.
After a while, Wang Jiaoyang looked at Wang Jiaoyang with his head lowered in front of him. He was a little relieved, but the wrinkles on his face were even deeper.
Mr. Wang said slowly: "We are the fourth generation of the Wang family. I have climbed to the pinnacle of power throughout my military life, but my bones will not be strong for a few days. Alas... I have always told your father, Chongyang, to do things
You have to be low-key, you have to be low-key, but our good grandson has such a good reputation! The little king... haha..." The fact that the older generation does not care about the affairs of the younger generation below does not mean anything to them.
Do not know at all.
Wang Jiaoyang said carefully: "Grandpa, I didn't expect that this matter would turn out like this. I just wanted to rectify Ling Hai. I didn't expect that such a big thing would happen. I'm sorry, Grandpa, I will give our Wang family more money."
It’s troublesome.”
Wang Jiaoyang grew up with the doting of his parents and ran rampant in the capital because he had a good grandfather. When he made trouble as a child, no matter how big it was, if he quickly admitted his mistake, his grandfather would always forgive him. After all, as Mr. Wang said,
, Wang Jiaoyang is the hope of the Wang family's future. No matter how big the problems are outside, they must be solved.
Mr. Wang looked at Wang Jiaoyang and finally calmed down his anger.
"Mr. Mei is personally responsible for this matter. It is best for you to stay at home during this period. When I ask you, you should know how to say it. And the strange young man who comes into contact with you must find a way.
Find out where it came from, and let me take care of the rest!"
Wang Jiaoyang also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as that young man did not fall into the hands of the April 21 bombing investigation team, everything else would be easy to deal with.
"Yes, Grandpa, I have already sent people to check. As soon as I find that person, I will make him disappear immediately."
Mr. Wang waved his hand tiredly, and Wang Jiaoyang withdrew knowingly.
April 21, 3:27 in the morning, Hongyun Street, Beijing.
This is a typical urban village. On both sides of the street, residential buildings are inhabited by outsiders who come from all over the country to the capital to hunt for gold. Many of them focus here. It is late at night, and people on both sides of the street are sleeping soundly. Only
The street lights were shining silently, and the garbage left behind by the roadside stalls and barbecue snacks were blowing in the wind.
This corner of the city is not any different tonight...
A van quietly drove into Hongyun Street West Street and stopped at the door of an inconspicuous car repair shop. After a while, the door of the shop slowly rose, the van drove over, and the door slowly closed again...
The dim street lights illuminated the road without pedestrians, and no one knew that a car had just driven in.
In the car repair warehouse, various cars that are about to be scrapped are parked in twos and threes. Some car repair tools are scattered on the ground, and there is oil leaking from the car on the floor. There are also some cars on the edge of the warehouse.
Several large oil drums were leaning against the wall, and tires were piled up in rows, almost reaching the roof.
Seven people got out of the van one after another. The leader was the man in white who attacked Yi Yang.
After everyone gathered, the man in white said indifferently: "You will stay here for the past two days. Someone will bring you food. The money has been deposited into your account. After this storm, you can leave for Hong Kong."
Everyone nodded: "Yes! Seventh Brother."
The seventh brother turned around and walked out through the small door behind the car repair warehouse. He closed the door. He turned two streets, pulled out an ordinary Toyota car parked on the roadside, and closed the door. He couldn't help but start coughing again.
, kept coughing, as if he wanted to cough out his heart. It took a long time before he slowly calmed down.
After a while, he took out the phone and spoke in a tone without any emotion.
"Boss, two died on the scene. They have been dealt with on the road. There are still six left in the repair garage on Hongyun Street."
A deep male voice came from the other side of the phone: "Very good, Ah Qi, I have already made arrangements in the garage, haha..." After the person on the other side of the phone finished laughing, there was another hysterical roar, as if he was gnashing his teeth.
Said: "Huh huh... If you don't let me survive, I will destroy the capital!"
Several people in the repair garage gathered together. After a big battle, they were all a little tired. When they were about to rest here, no one noticed that there was a pile of used tires beside the hill, and the wires as thick as a little finger suddenly
There was a flash of faint blue light, a burst of sparks, the room went dark, and then the whole pile of tires was ignited in an instant, with a pungent rubber smell and a suffocating smoke.
Permeated the entire warehouse.
One of them shouted: "No, there's a fire."
The tires piled up against the wall were on fire. The flames followed the tires and spread to the oil drum in the corner. There was a loud bang and the fire became even more intense.
The people in the room tried hard to knock on the iron door that Brother Seven had just left, but found that the door had been locked. So in the thick smoke, the group of people were choked to tears while holding their own stinging throats in fear.
He yelled: "Damn it, kill me and silence me!" while running around the house.
Two or three people touched the rolling shutter on the street and hit the rolling shutter with their bodies. Some people also touched the tools on the ground and kept knocking on the rolling shutter. However, even though they made a loud sound,
But the door was not knocked open.
The fire became more and more fierce, and nearby residents were awakened. A thick acrid smoke came out from the roof of the garage, and someone nearby shouted: "Fire!" Then more people were awakened, and the whole
The lonely street suddenly became lively, and countless people speaking with different accents began to call the police. The fire had already begun to roll along the car repair warehouse towards other stores...
No one noticed that the closed door of the car repair shop was shaking, as if someone wanted to rush out from inside. Slowly, the rolling shutter door shook lighter and lighter...
Many people, including many years later, some of the dandies in the capital have fallen into decline and some are already in high positions, but they still remember the night of April 21 of that year very deeply.
That night was the nineteenth birthday party of Jian Daier, a socialite of the Jian family in Beijing.
That night, a man named Yi Yang disgraced Wang Jiaoyang, the "little king" of the capital, and became famous in the capital.
That night was the day when the building on 421 Xinye Road exploded and collapsed.
That night was also the day of the Hongyun Avenue fire.
That night felt so...so long...
No one was present at the Xinye Road bombing, and no one felt the despair and death of being destroyed by natural forces.
But the fire on Hongyun Avenue was witnessed by hundreds of residents and hundreds of pairs of eyes.
Most of the entire street was burned.
The worst thing was that the car repair shop was burned down to only a few walls and a few main beams.
The fire on Hongyun Avenue killed eleven people and injured four others. This number does not include the six people who were taken into the car repair shop by Ah Qi in white that night.
Among them, there was a family of three who relied on a breakfast shop, collected some household waste, and rented a shop to live. However, due to the accumulation of flammable household garbage in their home, they disappeared from the world overnight.
How many people died in that car repair shop? Even the police who collected the remains for technical appraisal could not finally confirm because they could only find some charred bones from the scene!
Some of them were even burned to the point where their bones were carbonized and turned directly into ashes.
No one knows the cause of the fire, which burned so suddenly.
Covering up everything that was originally unknown...
Beijing, night of April 21st, a day cursed by the devil.