Wu Jianzhong stayed alone in his study all night, racking his brains to weigh whether he should take action again. He looked at the clock on the wall, and the time pointed by the hands was six in the morning.
Once Xiaowen is taken away by the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, there will be no chance of a comeback. Her father-in-law, Liu Ligong, has fallen, and the Wu family has no hope of being alone. The growth and development of the Welia Group in recent years has been reflected in his father-in-law's shadow everywhere.
Must take action!
Wu Jianzhong gritted his teeth, knowing that the situation was urgent and could no longer delay. He called his brother Wu Jianxiao, who had been preparing for the attack all night, "You are fully responsible for what to do. Don't mess it up again."
"Brother, I messed up yesterday because of my carelessness. If I miss again, I will kneel in front of you and wipe my neck." Wu Jianxiao swore a poisonous oath on the phone.
"If you mess up, you don't need to wipe your neck. Let's finish playing together." Wu Jianzhong said coldly. When his younger brother Wu Jianxiao mentioned what happened yesterday, he became very angry.
But now was definitely not the time to vent his anger, so he hung up the phone and patiently waited for news.
In mid-to-late November, Xijing is still shrouded in darkness at around six o'clock in the morning. It's almost seven o'clock before the sky lights up. In the noisy city during the day, at this point, like the people in bed, they seem to be still asleep.
The twin-shaped buildings of the Sheraton Hotel are located at the end of a small road that intersects with Xinhua Street. It is quiet in the bustle and echoes the Provincial Television Station building standing next to Xinhua Street.
Xinhua Street, known as the first street in Ningxi Province, is the central axis of the entire city. Along it, there are high-rise buildings one after another, and the scenery is magnificent. The development and changes of Xijing over the years are fully reflected in this street.
Early in the morning, a sanitation worker who was cleaning this street, which the people of Xijing are proud of, was attracted by the eight Jinbei vans whizzing by. The convoy turned into a small road and drove straight to the Sheraton Hotel.
In front of the hotel.
The concierge and security guards, who were used to seeing luxury cars coming and going, were surprised when they saw the golden cup of bread in front of them. Then, an even more frightening scene happened.
The doors of eight cars opened almost at the same time, and nearly a hundred strong men wearing caps and masks rushed into the hotel with sticks. A security guard who had no time to escape was immediately knocked down by the stick.
Impact on foreign-related five-star hotels!
The rampage of this gang of thugs was beyond the expectation of hotel staff and guests. In the magnificent lobby on the first floor, many service staff were knocked down, the coffee bar was smashed, and the front desk was smashed. Several people got up early to go to the gym on the first floor.
The guests who were exercising were also affected and crawled all over the floor with bruises and blood.
One of them was apparently a big boss of the National Writers Association and a famous writer who was staying at the Sheraton for a seminar. This person covered his bleeding forehead and hid behind the sofa in the lounge area of the lobby. He looked at the messy scene, dazed, and then dazed again, and then secretly cursed the police.
A spokesman for the ministry, is this also called a gangster?
Eighth floor.
The criminal police protecting Xiaowen heard people running out of the hotel crying and howling. Deputy Director Ran who was leading the team opened the window and looked down. He saw a dozen men carrying sticks and machetes wandering in front of the hotel. Some of them chased and beat them and fled the hotel.
Some people in the lobby smashed luxury cars in the hotel parking lot, acting recklessly.
The luxury car's alarm squeaked.
Disturbing the quiet morning, it also disturbs people's hearts.
Deputy Director Ran was immediately furious. He called three subordinates and hurriedly went downstairs. Only the two people in the room opposite Xiaowen were left waiting. The four of them went downstairs. A thin young man with long hair reaching his shoulders appeared in the corridor. He was slender and handsome.
, wearing a black motorcycle leather jacket, leather pants, and leather boots.
This guy looks a bit like Korean actor Jang Dong Gun, but his expression is cold, his eyes are sharp, and he has a forbidding aura about him that doesn't allow strangers to approach him.
He walked slowly to the door of Xiaowen's room and knocked hard. He did not knock on Xiaowen's door, but alerted the two detectives in the opposite room. They opened the door and walked out of the room one after another.
"What are you doing? Who are you looking for?"
The criminal policeman who was the first to walk out of the room shouted, full of aura. He has been working as a criminal policeman for a long time, and he has a somewhat intimidating aura. However, the young man did not take it seriously. A sneer appeared at the corner of his thin mouth, and his handsome face suddenly looked strange, and he took action without any warning.
The slender and slender hands like a woman's palms are like knives, and they are swung down.
The burly detective who yelled at the young man was caught off guard and was knocked down by the sword and fell into a coma. The detective behind him was shocked and reached into his arms to draw his gun.
The young man's face did not change, he did not retreat but advanced. With one hand he held down the detective's hand that was drawing the gun, and with the other hand he made a fist and struck the detective quickly on his temple.
The helpless detective leaned against the door frame, fell softly to the ground, and lowered his hand to draw the gun.
The young man squatted down, picked up the police pistol, curled his lips in disdain, and quickly fiddled with his hands for a few seconds, turning the gun into parts all over the floor. Then he stood up unhurriedly, released his right hand, and six yellow bullets appeared.
The clanging bullet fell, and he condescendingly looked down on the unconscious detective and said quietly: "Playing with a gun in front of me, Zhou Ding, is like playing tricks on your own."
Then the young man jumped up and kicked sideways, and kicked open the door of Xiaowen's room. In just ten seconds, the young man carried the unconscious Xiaowen out of the room and left through the stairs.
Deputy Director Ran led people to the chaotic hall and fired several warning shots to calm the situation. More than a hundred masked men were in a stalemate with the criminal police and hotel staff. They did not relax until the faint sound of sirens could be heard outside the hotel.
He quickly exited the lobby and got into eight vans.
Deputy Director Ran wanted to arrest someone, but there were hundreds of people on the other side. He didn't know which one to arrest. He wanted to shoot and kill a few people, but he was also afraid of hurting innocent people or killing people in such a chaotic situation, and watched helplessly as the thugs fled.
When the police from the police station arrived, Chief Ran took the people upstairs and stepped into the corridor on the eighth floor. He was immediately dumbfounded. The brother who was left behind was unconscious and Xiaowen was missing.
Director Ran was shocked.
Today, Ma Ke's investigation team is going to interrogate Xiaowen. What should we do if she is gone?
Liuyuan Hotel, Puyuan.
Liu Ligong accepted Ma Ke's interrogation symbolically and insisted that he was framed and that the secretly filmed video was faked and photoshopped. After Ma Ke went through the formalities, he politely said goodbye and left Liu Ligong's office.
The matter was undecided, and his superiors did not express their position. Liu Ligong was still the secretary of the municipal party committee. He already knew that Xiaowen was missing, so Liu Ligong decided to fight to the end.
There were no witnesses and the killer of the murder could not be found. In this case, Liu Ligong thought he was safe.
At the same time, Marco's investigation team suddenly interrogated the two people who wanted to kill Xiaowen. As a result, the two people insisted that they had targeted Xiaowen for a long time, just to rob her of wealth and sex.
When Yang Chen learned this information from Qiao Guoliang, he couldn't help but regret handing the person over to the investigation team. If he tortured him personally, he would definitely be able to find out something. It was really a secret.
The matter has come to this, there is no point in regretting.
Yang Chen was not discouraged, but was waiting.
In a room at the Sheraton Hotel, a famous writer who was the boss of the Writers Association who was injured in the morning, angrily typed on the keyboard of his laptop, wrote an impassioned and angry article, and sent the manuscript to several major news stations.