Zong Min, who had been listening to Zhao Dingwen's call, saw Zhao Dingwen get so angry for the first time. He had a slightly surprised look on his face and didn't know what to say for a moment!
"Boss, I'm going to take a rest first. Prepare a car for me after dawn. I'm going to the Intelligence Bureau to see Zhuo Shaojun. Please make arrangements!" After Zhao Dingwen took a few deep breaths, his confused mood finally came to an end.
It finally calmed down.
"Minister, are you really prepared to negotiate with Zhuo Shaojun?" Zong Min heard this, but asked hesitantly.
"Nonsense, do we really want them to investigate? Zhao Zhengyang must not let anything happen, otherwise the Zhao family and us will be passive. All the excuses against Zhuo Yifan this time will not be established. Instead, we will be slapped with a
A big hat to protect Zhao Zhengyang!" Zhao Dingwen explained angrily.
When Zong Min heard this, his expression suddenly changed. At that moment, he agreed without any hesitation.
Let’s talk about Zhao Zhengyang. After he was knocked unconscious by Zhuo Yifan, Xie Dongting took him directly to the base of the Intelligence Bureau for detention. After dawn, he slowly woke up, only to find that he was in a completely enclosed space.
Among them, the chandelier on the ceiling illuminates the surroundings brightly. The light is refracted by the surrounding copper plates, making it very dazzling. This is a metal prison cell. The walls above, below, left, right, front and back are all plated.
With a copper shell, it can almost be used as a mirror.
Lying on the cold copper plate, there was nothing in this seven to eight square meter room except the chandelier. There was no door in the room, and the only door that opened was also tightly closed. There was silence all around.
Zhao Zhengyang could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat.
With a trace of fear and hesitation in his heart, Zhao Zhengyang tried to move his hands and feet, but found that his whole body ached, as if he was about to fall apart. He finally sat up from the ground, and then shouted loudly with a somewhat dry throat.
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But after shouting for a long time, until he could no longer shout, he received no response from anyone. There was still silence all around, as if this place was an illusory space, without anything, no life, and no sound.
Of course, except for him.[
Zhao Zhengyang was afraid, and he suddenly felt a sense of despair. The fear and helplessness in his heart rushed out in an instant. Tears flowed down unsatisfactoryly. Although it looked a little funny, the cry was sad and heartfelt.
!
He didn’t know when he was locked in; he didn’t know how long he had been in coma; he didn’t know the time now; he didn’t know when he would be able to get out? The absolute silence and the fear of being alone in this small space,
It gave him the urge to "commit suicide".
At six o'clock in the morning, not long after dawn, Zhuo Shaojun had already arrived at the office of the base. After Xie Dongting brought Zhao Zhengyang back last night, he rested here for a while until his arrival.
"Dad, are you here?" Xie Dongting opened his eyes and looked at Zhuo Shaojun who walked in the door and asked.
"Well, how is Zhao Zhengyang?" Zhuo Shaojun asked aloud after dragging down his coat and hanging it on a hanger nearby.
"I asked him to be locked up in Room 1! It's absolutely quiet there, so he can think carefully about how to cooperate with our work later!" Xie Dongting explained with a smile after hearing this.
