As the city center, Xinzhou District undoubtedly has abundant resources, sufficient funds and complete construction facilities, as well as relatively equal development.
Busy traffic, feasting, day and night seem to have no boundaries. There are many large amusement parks, bars, restaurants and private clubs used for entertainment to achieve the purpose of creating a prosperous economy. The regional planning is clear, and there is an endless flow of people. The neon lights are bright and ambiguous.
, entwined on artificial branches and embedded on the top of high-rise buildings, overlooking and patrolling the passing cars and crowded people.
Passing through the bustling Xinzhou Commercial and Cultural Center and one bustling bar street after another, the expensive luxury cars gradually slowed down under the envy and curiosity of pedestrians, and gradually entered a private club business area with membership restrictions.
Quiet and elegant music flows in the business district, and even the lights on the roadside have been carefully selected to create a difference that can be seen at a glance. It does not need to be elegant or special, as long as it is like the two worlds of Haibei and Tiannan outside the business district.
Most of the luxury cars went to a private club called Jingjiu Horse Club deep in the business district. The three-level underground parking lot was spacious enough to accommodate thousands of cars.
A Porsche parked in front of the private club. The clever parking boy walked to the car door first, respectfully took the key from the car owner who was busy on the phone, glanced at the owner's sleeves, and got into the driver's seat to drive the car.
Parking in the parking lot, I was secretly shocked at the widening gap between the rich and the poor. This man's diamond cufflinks alone were worth several years of his salary, not to mention his entire wardrobe and wealth.
The car owner dressed as an elite strode into the club, raised his hand to adjust the Bluetooth headset hanging by his ear, and asked in a somewhat unhappy tone: "Is Han Wenwen dead? He was killed?"
The man sneered: "He has offended a lot of people, and sooner or later he will be sought for revenge. What are you afraid of? You like to play coercion. I am a business with money and goods. I have done nothing wrong, so what should I be afraid of!"
Suddenly, he accentuated his tone and said sinisterly: "Hu Gaofei! You are an adult, you should carefully consider what you should say and what you should not say!"
He walked past a pillar and suddenly stopped, staring unkindly at the two strangers behind the pillar who had listened to many words.
Behind the pillar are Jiang Heng and the nightclub owner of Jinyuan Plaza.
Jiang Heng smiled at the man, showing friendly kindness.
The man walked towards the elevator expressionlessly and subconsciously lowered his speaking volume to the point where he could not hear clearly.
The elevator door closed and the floors jumped in an orderly manner. Jiang Heng looked back and asked casually: "Who is he?"
"Who?" The nightclub owner reacted suddenly: "Oh, Zhou Boxue. His brother was killed in a car accident not long ago, and within two days the news spread throughout the circle." He took a puff of cigarette, gloating a little, and also
She smiled with some pity: "She almost went crazy. She wanted to take revenge. She found that her enemy died alone. Even if she wanted to whip the corpse, the law didn't allow it."
"You deserve it." The nightclub owner continued: "The person who killed Zhou Bosi came to seek revenge. His daughter was forced to death by the Zhou family."
Jiang Heng held the cigarette butt and poked it into the gravel ashtray next to him. The orange-red fire gradually extinguished, and the burning tobacco ashes fell into the gravel pile. He glanced at the nightclub owner: "Put out the cigarette."
Nightclub owner: "I only smoked half of it."
Jiang Heng: "Go up and help me find out some news."
Nightclub owner: "Grandpa, my cigarettes are very expensive, can you smoke them all? We don't know the news now. Besides, the two lines of smuggling and drugs in Guangdong City have just been closed for less than half a year, so people must be hiding their heads.
The news is not that easy to find out."
Jiang Heng: "Expense reimbursement."
"You can tell me whatever news you want." The nightclub owner only cares about money in his life. The most beautiful sentence he has ever heard in his life is "reimbursement".
Jiang Heng said a few words, and the nightclub owner put out his cigarette butts and went upstairs with a nonchalant expression.
When they reached the top floor, Jiang Heng entered the elevator, pressed the number of floors that Zhou Boxue went to just now, and went to the clubhouse on the sixth floor.
There was a manager and front desk service at the door of the club, and Jiang Heng recognized the unfamiliar face at a glance, but no one came to greet him in front of or behind him, so he stepped forward and asked respectfully: "Sir, do you have an appointment?"
Jiang Heng: "Looking for someone."
The manager led people to sit down on the sofa in front, and the front desk quickly brought water and a small fruit plate. The manager asked Jiang Heng who he was looking for. He knew all the registered guests in the club and could contact him by just saying their name.
Jiang Heng: "Han Jingwen."
The manager suddenly closed the dam like a gushing waterfall, and the torrent stopped suddenly. He looked embarrassed and said: "Han Jingwen? If you don't change, we have a lot of outstanding talents here."
Listen to this, Han Wenwen is not a guest of the club, but a staff member?
Jiang Heng knew something in his mind. He sat back on the sofa, without raising his eyebrows, and said lazily but without hesitation: "I heard that Han Jingwen was the most famous, so I made a special trip to see him. Why does it turn out that the pomp is as big as his fame? Or do I have to make an appointment?
equal sign."
People who come to the club are either rich or noble, and even if they are gentle on the surface, they have to be careful, lest they are unlucky and don't know when, where or what they said offended someone. The manager said: "It's not that... you could have seen it with your own eyes if you had come a few days earlier.
I saw Han Jingwen’s craftsmanship, but unfortunately, Han Jingwen didn’t come to work for several days. I only found out yesterday that he was gone.”
"Dead?" Jiang Heng raised his chin and asked curiously: "Did you do something bad and someone came to kill you for revenge?"
The manager's scalp was numb. This is not what a normal person would do when he heard someone died unexpectedly. He was simply curious, without any sympathy, like an emotionless, cold-blooded animal.
And now he also knew that the strange guest in front of him was focusing on him, which was not a good thing for the club. After all, there was no point in provoking the police if a life was lost.
The manager secretly complained in his heart, and began to talk about him, and did not directly respond to any questions about Korean scriptures.
Jiang Heng saw it and didn't say anything. He asked the manager to introduce interesting and interesting projects in the club.
The manager was careful and only introduced formal entertainment projects permitted by law, which were pure and not mixed with any pornographic things.
Jiang Heng picked up a card for the spa and went in. There were numerous compartments inside, with a corridor in the middle. Take the elevator up to access other items in the club, and the spa is also upstairs.
While waiting for the elevator, Jiang Heng looked up and saw a huge transparent pool above his head. There were hundreds of plump ornamental koi carps in the pool.
There was a man and woman cuddling together next to the pool, talking intimately with their mouths to their ears. Zhou Boxue came over and said a few words to the man. The man next to the pool looked angry, but he did not dare to get angry at Zhou Boxue, so he suppressed his anger and explained.
What.
Zhou Boxue didn't have the patience to listen, so he waved his hand and walked forward. A tall woman with black hair and red lips walked out of the door next to her, held Zhou Boxue's arm and headed to the hall.
The man by the pool lost interest, pushed the woman away and walked away.
With a 'ding', the elevator opened. Jiang Heng pressed the elevator door and waited. After a few dozen seconds, the man by the pool upstairs angrily came out of the fire door at the end of the left hand side.
When the man saw Jiang Heng, he immediately stopped and looked unkind.
Jiang Heng nodded and stepped into the elevator.
Hu Gaofei's suspicion quickly disappeared. Thinking of Zhou Boxue's mocking words just now, he couldn't help but spit: "Fuck his mother!"
Too many people have died around me recently.
He Jiashi, Han Wenwen, Zhou Bosi... all were fucking accidents! Oh, Han Wenwen was not, he was killed. But where do so many coincidences come from in the world? There are so many traffic accidents, but one and two of them are -
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Hu Gaofei raked his hair irritably, suppressing the subtle panic in his heart, thinking that he might as well leave Yuejiang City and go abroad for a few days to avoid the limelight.
He is not as capable as Zhou Boxue, nor does he have his family background, but he is not as arrogant and arrogant as Zhou Boxue. It is his caution over the years that allowed him to climb from the ordinary to the upper class to his current status.
Pulling open the tightly tied collar, Hu Gaofei wiped the sweat from his brow, left the club directly, took the car key and went to the parking lot. After playing for a long time, he couldn't turn on the ignition.
'boom'!
Hu Gaofei smashed the steering wheel, cursed and got out of the car to check the engine under the hood. He bent over, put his upper body into the hood, raised his hand to touch the engine, and suddenly retracted his hand when it was burned: "Why is it so hot?"
Who stole his car?!
Hu Gaofei subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and just as he was about to turn around and run away, someone from behind who had already approached quietly held his head tightly, and his side of his face was firmly pressed against the hot hood.
The hood, which was as hot as grilling fish, came into contact with the person's face, and there was an immediate "sizzling" sound. Hu Gaofei struggled and screamed in pain, threw away the person behind him, kicked him hard in the abdomen, and stumbled away, running away.
While making a call, he was caught up as soon as the call was connected. He was hit hard on the back of the head. The phone slid out with a 'snap' and he fainted.
The people who caught up dragged Hu Gaofei into the trunk of one of the cars.
After a few minutes, the car drove away.
Jiang Heng took a tour of the spa. The environment inside was indeed quiet and comfortable, but there were not many people. After throwing away the spa card in his hand, Jiang Heng came to a gate near the koi pond.
The door is an electronic door and requires a card.
Obviously the card in Jiang Heng's hand couldn't open the door, and there was a surveillance camera watching the ceiling, so he couldn't make any moves that attracted too much attention.
"Tsk."
With nowhere to go and nothing to do, Jiang Heng returned to the spa with his arms folded, and did a complete set of spa treatments seriously. He chatted with the staff whenever he had nothing to do, and he had a great time.
When the time was almost up, Jiang Heng went to the parking lot to look for a car. On the way, he stepped on a mobile phone. When he picked it up, he saw that it had a fingerprint lock, but it showed several missed calls.
Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at the huge parking lot. He walked around a few times staring at the traces on the ground, and finally saw a car with the front hood open but not closed.
The car door was open and the car key was still inside. A closer look revealed that the car wiring had been cut.
"..." Jiang Heng whistled and dialed Li Zan's mobile phone number. After getting through, he said with a smile: "Captain Li, I'll report a missing person case."
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The Xinzhou City Bureau quickly received Li Zan's report. The police closest to the club rushed to the scene immediately. According to Li Zan's instructions, they contacted Jiang Heng. After understanding and his guess, they quickly contacted the club's security to inquire.
Monitoring of underground parking lots.
As expected, the kidnapping case was discovered at about 8:50 pm. After identification by the club manager, it was determined that the kidnapped person was Hu Gaofei, a member of the club. However, the kidnapper was dressed in black with a hood, black hat and mask, and was so wrapped that his appearance could not be seen at all.
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The club manager said he couldn't recognize it either.
The police then called in club surveillance and road surveillance to trace the kidnapper's traces. Apparently the kidnapper had no counter-reconnaissance skills, and the police quickly tracked him to his location.
Traffic Control Center: "The kidnapper and the victim were riding in a silver Passat with license plate number Guangdong*26258. The target vehicle is heading to the Banhu Road overpass in Xinzhou. The traffic police ahead should pay attention to the interception! The traffic police ahead should pay attention to the interception!"
Jiang Heng listened to the news from the traffic control center delivered by the police, and looked back at Zhou Boxue and his friends who had rushed over after hearing the news.
They squeezed in and were communicating with the manager. The police frowned and told them to stay quiet and wait patiently for news.
Jiang Heng came out and saw Li Zan rushing over at the door of the club.
Li Zan was wearing a beige round-neck T-shirt, loose trousers, and sneakers. He had a haircut personally cut by Jiang Heng. He was panting slightly because he was running fast. He didn't look like someone who had graduated and worked for six or seven years.
As an adult, he is like a young man who is still reckless and frivolous in school.
When I walked towards him, I felt like I was stepping on his heart and getting closer step by step.
Jiang Heng covered his eyes with the back of his hand and smiled helplessly. Why does he like Li Zan so much no matter what he looks like?
Li Zan approached and asked, "Is it because my light is too bright that you can't open your eyes?"
Jiang Heng put down his hand, put it on Li Zan's shoulder, and pulled him over: "Yes."
"..." Li Zan was not used to admitting it. He pushed his shoulder and signaled Jiang Heng not to go too far, "Be careful and don't put your whole body weight on me. Also, who are you talking about on the phone?"
Missing? You can just call the police. What do you mean by calling me here specifically?"
The disappearance case in Xinzhou District was naturally handled by the Xinzhou Municipal Bureau. Li Zan initially thought that Jiang Heng was trying to play tricks on him again.
Jiang Heng: "Aren't you investigating the murder of Han Jingwen?"
Li Zan raised his eyebrows: "What?"
He never mentioned the murder case of Han Wenwen, but it was reported in the news, and Jiang Heng knew that it was the murder case that Li Zan was handling.
"The missing person knew Han Wenwen."
Li Zan took a more serious attitude, "So?"
Jiang Heng: "If I'm not wrong, Han Jingwen should be quite famous as a teacher."
Li Zan: "Continue."
"Friend, you should give me some reward." Jiang Heng patted Li Zan on the shoulder, not hiding his shameless purpose: "I hooked so many baits and you ate them, now you have to give me something sweet to comfort me.
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Li Zan pondered for a moment and then asked: "What sweetness do you want?"
So easy to talk to? Jiang Heng, who is well aware of the truth that the bold will starve to death and the timid will die, did not hesitate: "I won't let you be embarrassed, how about calling me brother?"
