Today is the engagement day of Hattori Hikoo and Chang Hongling. There is a row of cars parked in front of the bar, and many prominent people in Ijin are here to congratulate them.
It was rare for Hattori Hikoo not to be wearing a military uniform. He was wearing a straight suit and a twill light-colored tie. He looked somewhat elegant. He was holding a wine glass and greeting the guests with a smile.
While looking around, Hattori Mina walked to Hattori Hikoo and said, "Brother, why didn't you see Xinyu?"
"He is investigating a very important case and doesn't have time to come over." Hattori Hikoo said after taking a sip of wine.
Hattori Mina didn't believe it and said, "You didn't invite him, right?"
"Jiang Xinyu saved you twice, how could I not invite him?" Hattori Hikoo and Wu Jingyao, who were not far away, toasted to each other.
"Alas..." Hattori Mina sighed, her face full of displeasure.
Hattori Hikoo asked: "Where is Ayako?"
"I'm talking to Mrs. Sato over there..." Hattori Mina said absently.
Following the direction of Hattori Mina's finger, Hattori Hikoo took a look, and sure enough, Chang Hongling and Mrs. Sato were talking and laughing in pink Western-style dresses.
Looking at his beautiful fiancée, Hattori Hikoo felt very happy. In his opinion, being able to find a beautiful wife like a flower during his military career was already a special gift from God for a soldier.
"Ring ring ring ring ring!" The phone at the bar rang.
Mr. Hattori picked up the phone: "Hello, hello."
"Is this the Vigdoli's Bar?" came a gentle voice on the phone.
"Yes. Who are you looking for?"
"Please call Director Wu Jingyao for me."
"OK, just a second."
The waiter said loudly: "Who is Director Wu Jingyao? I have a phone number for you."
Wu Jingyao walked over and picked up the phone: "Hello, this is Wu Jingyao."
"Director Wu, I am Teacher Chen from Mingde Middle School. Your young master accidentally fell down the stairs just now and has been sent to the hospital. I found out that you were attending a cocktail party, so I called you to tell you to file a complaint."
"Is the fall serious?" Wu Jingyao, an only son, asked anxiously.
"The back of my head was broken and I lost a lot of blood. I heard from the doctor that I may need a blood transfusion. You'd better go and have a look."
"In which hospital?"
“Bumrungrad Hospital.”
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Wu Jingyao knew that his son's teacher's surname was Chen, but he had never met him in person, and it was even harder to tell the authenticity on the phone. Although he was anxious, he did not leave immediately.
"Check me the phone number of Mingde Middle School." Wu Jingyao said to the waiter.
The waiter took out the phone book printed by the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, turned to the school column, and said: "71545."
After dialing the number, a busy tone came from the receiver. He called twice but got the same result. Wu Jingyao was so angry that he put down the phone, thought for a while, then turned around and came to Hattori Hikoo.
"Major Hattori, I'm really sorry, I have to excuse myself for a moment."
"Director Wu, what happened?" Hattori Hikoo said politely.
According to the comparison of official positions, Wu Jingyao is two levels higher than Hattori Hikoo. If he had not become a traitor by bending his knees, no officer would be able to speak so humbly.
"The teacher just called. The dog accidentally fell down at school and was sent to Bumrungrad Hospital. I heard he might need a blood transfusion..."
When something like this happened at home, Hattori Hikoo naturally couldn't stop him. He personally escorted Wu Jingyao to the door, turned back to the bar, put down the empty glass, and said to the waiter: "One more glass!"
The phone was still on the bar, with a brand new label affixed to it, with a series of numbers written on it. Normally, only local numbers would be written on the phone.
Hattori Hikoo thought for a moment and asked: "Is this string of numbers the bar number?"
"Yes." The waiter replied respectfully.
"I called your number, but it wasn't this number."
"Oh, this is a new number. The original number was deactivated three days ago."
Hattori Hikoo stood up suddenly, took the phone book and quickly flipped to the entertainment industry column, and found the name of Vigdore Bar. The old number was still registered on it.
Since the old numbers are still on the city-wide phone book, how did the teacher know the new number of the Vigdore Bar?
Hattori Hikoo waved to Miyamoto and said in a low voice: "Take more people and chase him along the road to Bumrungrad Hospital. I suspect that someone wants to harm Wu Jingyao!"
"Yes." Miyamoto hurriedly walked out.
The drive from Vigdoli Bar to Bumrungrad Hospital takes at least 40 minutes. Wu Jingyao was anxious and kept urging the driver to drive faster. The security car was clearing the way in front. Suddenly the car swayed and braked suddenly to stop on the side of the road.
Wu Jingyao quickly asked the driver to stop the car. He was a key assassination target in Chongqing. He did not dare to be careless in terms of security. He usually did not dare to go out without five or six personal bodyguards.
As soon as the car stopped, a bodyguard from the car in front ran over. Wu Jingyao rolled down the window and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Director, the car broke down and we can't walk."
"Wasn't the car inspected before coming out?"
"The driver said it was an engine problem, but I don't really understand... How about I call the driver over and ask him?"
"Forget it, forget it! Even if I ask, I can't leave..." Wu Jingyao said irritably.
"Director, I'm going to call someone to fix it right now."
"The repairman rushed over and repaired the car. I'm afraid it won't be until dawn!" Wu Jingyao was thinking about his son's injury and didn't want to wait a minute longer. He said, "Let's do this. Two people get in my car and the others wait to repair the car.
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"yes!"
In Wu Jingyao's car, apart from the driver, there was only one bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat. Including the driver, there were a total of five bodyguards in Wu Jingyao's car. They were all police officers carefully selected from the police station. Now such a division is equivalent to
That’s half the police force missing!
The car continued to drive forward, and after about ten minutes, it reached a relatively quiet section of road with civilian areas on both sides and a maze of alleys connected to each other.
In the public phone booth on the roadside, the phone suddenly rang. A man who had been waiting inside picked up the phone and said, "Hey, I'm Tiger."
"He has passed by. He has a car and three bodyguards. He will probably be at your place in five minutes," a deep voice came from the receiver.
"knew!"
He left the phone booth and quickly walked into an abandoned adobe house on the roadside. There was a brazier in the middle of the house, and four men sat around, chatting in low voices and warming themselves by the fire.
"Wu Jingyao is coming soon, ready to take action!" said the man who came in.
"Mazi, your marksmanship is good, you can do this!" The man carried a cloth bag and threw it to one of them - Ma Keming, who was wearing makeup.
Ma Keming opened the bag and found a carbine that was 80% new!