Under Amao's command, the car drove through the concession.
Amao was still on full alert, looking back from time to time. He was worried that the patrolman would be following him secretly.
Xu Siqi glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the nervous look on Amao's face, so he said: "As long as the patrol goes out of the concession, he will be like ordinary people. Zhabei is the Chinese border, what are you worried about?"
Amao thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed the case. As long as he entered Zhabei territory, he would not be afraid even if the police followed him.
"Drive faster! Slowly, like an ox cart!" Amao felt relieved and scolded the unhurried "driver".
Xu Siqi smiled, speeded up the car a little, and said, "Brother, I'm a little curious. For your crime, you will only be in prison for a year and a half at most. Why would you risk escaping?"
Amao snorted: "What do you, a little patrol officer, know? It's still a year and a half... If I don't run away, my life will be sealed in less than a day and a half!"
Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but ask: "Is someone trying to harm you?"
Not far ahead was Nicheng Bang. Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to Zhabei, Amao gradually relaxed his vigilance and said: "Shengzi died last night. He said he died from choking while eating...? The food in the prison is better than
Pig food isn't much better, but do you think Shengzi is so anxious?"
"Who is Shengzi?" Gu Qingcheng was confused.
Xu Siqi thought for a moment and said to Amao: "Who do you think killed Shengzi?"
"Who else could it be? It must be Huang Yaofa who sent someone to do it!" Amao said bitterly.
"Where's the motive?"
"What?"
"What's Huang Yaofa's motive for killing?"
"Shengzi and I will go make trouble for him..."
"To tell you what you don't want to hear, you and Shengzi are just minions. If Huang Yaofa wants to raise an army to hold him accountable, he will naturally go find the person behind the scenes. There is no need to bother with you."
Amao was stunned for a while: "Then, what do you mean?"
"I mean, there is someone else who wants to kill you!"
“…”
Xu Siqi lit a cigarette, threw one to Amao, and said: "According to my experience, people who know too many secrets will not live long."
Amao was stunned for a while and murmured: "Is it Mr. Zhang? I didn't even say a word about him and the Japanese..."
While Amao was in a daze, Xu Siqi suddenly stepped on the brakes, turned around and rushed towards Amao,
Amao also quickly woke up and reached out to grab Gu Qingcheng beside him. He planned to repeat his same trick and threaten the driver with a hostage.
Amidst Gu Qingcheng's screams, Xu Siqi suddenly punched Amao in the face. This punch made stars appear in Amao's eyes.
Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his right arm.
"Click!"
The joints made a crisp sound, and Xu Siqi's arm was torn apart and dislocated.
Only then did Amao clearly see what the "driver" looked like, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, wondering if he had a conflict with this boy named Xu, why did everything bad happen to him every time he saw him.
After restraining Amao, Xu Siqi turned to Gu Qingcheng and said, "Miss Gu, are you okay?"
Gu Qingcheng was still in shock and nodded blankly. When she saw the blood on the back of Xu Siqi's hand, she exclaimed: "You are injured..."
"It's okay, it's a small injury." Xu Siqi didn't care. It was scratched by Amao with glass. As long as you apply hemostatic medicine, it will heal in less than a day and a half.
Gu Qingcheng opened her satchel, hurriedly took out a handkerchief, carefully bandaged Xu Siqi's wound, and muttered in her mouth: "There is so much blood, and it is said to be a minor injury..."
Xu Siqi didn't stop him. He turned to look at Amao and said, "Tell me what's going on. If you tell the secret, it will no longer be a secret. That way, you will be safe. If you still want to hide it for Zhang Xiaolin
, I can guarantee that as long as you cross the garbage bridge, you will be shot to death!"
After crossing the Garbage Bridge, you will reach the boundary of Zhabei.
"What good will it do if I say it?" Amao held his right arm and grinned in pain.
Xu Siqi smiled and said: "At this time, you still want benefits?"
"Nonsense, both sides are dead. If there is no benefit, why should I say it..."
"If you report and expose the mastermind, you will be paroled. At least you won't have to go to jail. How about this benefit?"
After weighing the pros and cons, Amao finally made up his mind and said: "Okay, I say! He Zhang Xiaolin is unkind, so don't blame me for being unjust!"
Masago Ito personally promised that he would support Zhang Xiaolin’s candidacy for Director Hua of the Ministry of Work Affairs Bureau. Zhang Xiaolin’s intention to disrupt the Golden Grand Theater was also directed by Masago Ito.
Amao knew something about these things, but as for the specific details, he was not very clear about them.
Xu Siqi knew that with Zhang Xiaolin's IQ, he would not be able to believe someone else's words easily.
That means that Ito Masako must have the strength to make Zhang Xiaolin believe it!
An ordinary trading company certainly does not have this strength.
Could it be said that Ito Trading Company is related to the Japanese military?
This was Xu Siqi's first reaction.
Recalling the interview at Ito Trading Company, when I saw the steel doors and windows in the warehouse on the first floor, I thought they were just normal anti-theft measures.
Looking at it now, it seems a bit exaggerated. If the warehouse contains ordinary goods, there is really no need to make it like that...
On the way back, Gu Qingcheng didn't want to sit in the back with Amao. She sat in the passenger seat, glanced at the back of Xu Siqi's hand, and said, "Does your hand still hurt?"
Xu Siqi smiled slightly: "You bandaged it very professionally. It doesn't hurt anymore."
"I can't tell, but you're pretty good at coaxing people."
"It's really professional... Look, once you wrap it around your wrist, the handkerchief won't come loose."
Amao, who was in the back seat, hummed and said, "Both of you, I'm so injured, so stop flirting, I'm upset."
Gu Qingcheng's face turned red, she turned around and glared at Amao fiercely, and said, "A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth!"
Amao said: "Okay, okay, you two continue, just pretend that I am not in the car."
The car was silent for a moment, falling into an awkward and irritable atmosphere.
Ten minutes later, the car drove into Foch Road, and Xu Siqi said: "Miss Gu, is the first volume of "The Story of the Stone" at your place?"
"ah?"
Gu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Xu Siqi also thought of herself as Gu Linglong, so she said: Yes, that book is at my... home."
Xu Siqi said: "Don't think too much, I just want to give you the next volume."
"Why did you give it to me?"
"Didn't you say last time that your mother liked this kind of book very much, so I would lend you flowers to offer to the Buddha, just to express my gratitude to the old man."