Inagawa Ishino forced his grief and nodded, reaching out to wipe the tears on his sister's face.
After a long time, Inakawa Ishino walked out of the Huxin Pavilion where his sister lived, and walked along the zigzag wooden bridge to the lakeside.
On the grass by the lake, five men in black knelt in a humble posture of kowtow, waiting for punishment. It was they who let Michiko know that something happened to Chen Hao's flight.
"Fortunately, Michiko is fine for the time being. If the child in her belly is gone, you and your family will die forever!" Inagawa Ishino said with a frightening aura.
Based on his understanding of his sister, if something happened to Chen Hao, and if something happened to the child in his belly, his sister would probably not survive.
"Please punish me, head of the family!"
The five people said in unison.
Inagawa Ishino ignored the five people and turned to tell several confidants, "Use all means and no matter the cost to find my brother-in-law. He will be seen alive and his body will be seen dead."
"yes!"
Several people bowed and saluted.
e country.
Valeria learned that something had happened to Chen Hao.
This female oligarch who had never cried since she could remember, a femme fatale in the eyes of countless powerful people, shed tears, and the crystal tears fell from her beautiful face, adding a touch of sadness to her coolness.
"If this is a conspiracy, I will spend the rest of my life avenging you."
Valeria muttered to herself, the sadness in her eyes concealed by murder.
Daxia Zhongzhou.
One person quickly walked into Grandpa Jiang Gange’s office.
"Something happened to Chen Hao..."
The visitor reported the situation to Grandpa Jiang Gange.
Grandpa Jiang Gange's expression changed. After the secretary finished speaking, he pushed up the tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned and said: "Tell the Canadian officials that you want to see people alive, and you want to see corpses when you die!"
The secretary was surprised, she didn't expect the old man to care so much about Chen Hao.
The old man took off his glasses, leaned back on the chair, and rubbed his temples. His expression was solemn, and he did not feel any joy that the murderer who had hurt his grandson had happened.
Daxia's future and Daxia's interests are more important to the old man than anything else.
Chen Xiaozi's life and death is related to the future of Daxia.
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Newtown.
North Tower of the World Trade Center.
In the splendid office on the 88th floor, an old man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the most prosperous and wealthy area in country M and even the world.
A middle-aged man walked up behind the old man and said: "So far, officials from Daxia, Country E, Country T, Country R, and Country W have all expressed concern about the air crash and asked Canadian officials to do their best to find Chen.
Hao."
"Born into a poor family and only 24 years old, such a young man has such a great influence. It is more powerful than I imagined."
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "No matter how powerful he is, he can't defeat the God of Death. In this world, our GJ will represent both God and the God of Death."
The old man nodded slowly, agreeing with the middle-aged man's statement.
At this moment, the middle-aged man's cell phone rang. He took it out of his trouser pocket and answered the call, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"What's wrong?"
The old man noticed that the middle-aged man looked strange and couldn't help but ask.
The middle-aged man hung up the phone and said to the old man: "The day before yesterday, a cargo ship passed through that sea area and rescued a person. The person was in a coma. This morning when the cargo ship was unloading at the Port of Los Angeles, the police were called and the person was sent to a local family.
The hospital and the police determined that the rescued people may be survivors of the plane crash."
"Block the news immediately and send someone to check if it's Chen Hao!"
The old man's face changed suddenly. Just now he was regretful that Chen Hao had died young, but now his eyes looked fierce.
The middle-aged man nodded.
"No matter whether it is Chen Hao or not, we cannot stay."
The old man also warned the middle-aged man to prevent people outside the party from knowing the truth about the plane crash.
"clear."
The middle-aged man was talking and dialing on his mobile phone.