He only told Qin Yeming that he was the boss of Galaxy Digital Entertainment.
Qin Yeming was in the interrogation room and it was impossible to meet or talk to Liu Xiaoli, so there was only one answer.
——Qin Yeming contacted Liu Xiaoli.
"Ah, what? How could you have contacted me? I don't know what you are talking about. I also want to know where Ye Ming was hidden." Liu Xiaoli realized that she had made a mistake and was vague, so she immediately changed the subject, "
By the way, what do you want from me? If you have anything to do, tell me immediately. If nothing happens, just leave. I also made an appointment to play mahjong."
"Playing mahjong?"
Qin Shiming smiled, it was weird.
My husband disappeared mysteriously. After my son killed someone, he was kidnapped again. The night before yesterday, I cried and cried, wanting to sell the house and the car to make money. Yesterday, I invited a bunch of old men and old ladies to stand at the gate of the Inspectorate.
Screaming injustice".
There's no rush today, it's almost dinner time, and we're going to play mahjong.
If there is no ghost in this, it would be strange.
She must know the secret.
"There are some things that you and I know very well. If you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask. You can figure it out yourself."
Qin Shiming stood up and prepared to leave, "Some things have retribution. If you don't believe it, look up and see who God has spared. Will the people he killed really not look for him? Can he sleep at night?"
"Can he hide for the rest of his life? He hides like a mouse and can only live in the sewer. Is this the future of your precious son?"
Liu Xiaoli's expression changed several times, but thinking of her son's reminder, Liu Xiaoli pretended to be calm and said nothing.
"hehe."
With a sneer, Qin Shiming went downstairs, but did not leave immediately.
After squatting downstairs for nearly half an hour, Qin Shiming finally saw Liu Xiaoli coming down and then directly entered a small teahouse next to the community.
"Am I really thinking too much?"
Qin Shiming frowned.
Originally, Qin Shiming was just testing the situation, but before he could test it, Liu Xiaoli spilled the beans. She thought Liu Xiaoli would go to inform the public, but she actually went to play mahjong.
Her husband is missing and her son is a wanted criminal. How can a mother be so calm?
"Does she know something and just doesn't tell herself?"
The more he thought about it, the more he became confused and his head hurt more and more. Qin Shiming simply stopped thinking about it. He originally planned to ask Zhou Qi to send someone to keep an eye on Liu Xiaoli secretly, but at this time, a man suddenly walked up to Qin Shiming's car.
The man is about forty years old, of medium height, thin in build, with dark skin, as if he has been exposed to the wind and sun on a construction site. He is wearing a sun hat, and although his clothes are slightly shabby, he is not dirty, giving him a good impression.
A sense of "old Mo" déjà vu.
However, the man was not holding a lollipop in his mouth. When he raised his head, his eyes were more murderous than Lao Mo's.
"Bang bang...bang bang bang..."
The man walked around from the front of the car to the passenger seat and knocked on the car glass hard, which actually sounded more like smashing.
"Is something wrong?"
Qin Shiming frowned and lowered the window.
"Someone wants to see you, let me show you the way."
The voice of the man who looked exactly like Lao Mo was hoarse and deep. It was obviously the weather in June or July, but it made people feel cold and uncomfortable on the back.
The most important thing is that this guy is a master!
Mid-term master!
"Get in the car and tell me your address."
Those who come are not good, but Qin Shiming chooses not to refuse those who come.
"You're quite calm."
Lao Mo got into the car without fastening his seat belt, "Court No. 1."
"..."
Ignoring the man, Qin Shiming drove straight there. It was not far from here, only more than ten kilometers away.
Courtyard No. 1 is not well-known in Jianghai City, but the people who live here are either rich or noble. It is not a villa area or the city center, but rows of courtyards scattered like stars.
Generally speaking, rich people will choose to buy villas and large flats, but the real dignitaries will choose the No. 1 compound.
Courtyard No. 1 is surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side. Feng Shui emphasizes "carrying yin and embracing yang". Courtyard No. 1 is fully occupied.
As night fell, a flashy red Hummer slowly drove into Courtyard No. 1 and finally stopped at the entrance of Courtyard No. 3.
"Go in, it doesn't matter whether the car door is closed or not, this is your best time to drive."
After getting out of the car, a man who looked like Lao Mo urged, his hoarse and deep voice carrying an undisguised sneer and ridicule.
He knew exactly what was inside this door.
He was originally a person who didn't like to talk, but when he came here today, Qin Shiming said something, which made him very uncomfortable. There were people who talked less than him.
"Squeak!"
Qin Shiming ignored him at all, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and strode forward to open the courtyard door.
The courtyard is very large. The square in the center alone covers an area of thousands of square meters. It is surrounded by flowers, plants and trees. Under the wall with the word "Fu" in the middle is a fish pond with running water.
When Qin Shiming stepped into it, at least fifty people rushed out of the courtyard.
The door at the back was also closed by a man who looked like Lao Mo.
"Master, I brought him back."
The man shouted, and someone came out of the back room, four of them in total.
The leader was a middle-aged fat man with a bald head, wearing a dark red Tang suit, with a pair of fierce eyes and a fat face full of hatred.
Qin Shiming had met the other three brothers, Hong Shaoqing and Tang Long and Tang Hu.
However, Hong Shaoqing was carried out and he sat on a special chair. After not seeing him for many days, Hong Shaoqing seemed to have lost a lot of weight.
"How do you want to die?"
The fat bald man gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you kneel down and atone for my son's sins!"
My son!
Therefore, the fat bald man also has another name - Hong Taibao, the master of Hongmen Gate in Daming City.
He didn't have a child until he was about thirty years old, just such a son, but now, he is still alive, but he has become a useless person. Not to mention continuing the family line, Qin Shiming's knife cut off his lifeblood.
Nowadays, we even have to live with a urine bag inserted, which is extremely miserable.
If it hadn't been for the emergency rescue of his precious son some time ago, would Hong Taibao have waited until now to come to Qin Shiming to settle the score?
"Atonement?"
Qin Shiming took a drag on his cigarette, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Stop talking nonsense and do it. If you have the ability, beat me to death. If you don't, I will beat you to death. If you can't teach your children well, you can't blame others for teaching them for you."
"Come along, chop him into pieces and feed it to the dogs!"
Hong Taibao was so angry that he stamped his feet, and the moment he stamped his feet, the fat on his face trembled as if it was about to fall off.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
More than fifty people, waving long swords, rushed forward.
"You are too weak."
Qin Shiming murmured in a low voice, flicking the cigarette butt in his hand, but like a cannonball, it hit the blade with a crisp "dang" sound.
At the same time, Qin Shiming rushed into the crowd like an angry dragon out of the sea!
"boom!"
A punch was thrown out, and there seemed to be a roar of a dragon.
Since this punch penetrated the man's entire chest, the smell of blood filled the air and rose...
"Bang bang bang!"
It was too late, but it was too late. The fifty or so people didn't even carry it for a minute. They all fell to the ground. Qin Shiming's body was covered with blood, but it was not his blood.
"Otherwise, you'd better go in person, as the Grand Master may still be a bit of a challenge to me."