Silent Reading Chapter 162: Edmund Dantes (33)

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In the center of Yancheng City, Chengguang Mansion.

When this place first opened, I also paid attention to the style. It was full of pavilions and pavilions. It seemed that I had to speak softly when I walked in. It's a pity that the people in the land are not outstanding, and they can't stand the idea of ​​"talking and laughing, no Confucian scholars, no one is going to talk to each other." To this day, Chengguang Mansion has returned to its original prototype-it is still a wine pond and meat forest.

At the bottom of the year, there are a lot of guests here, and cars come and go, carrying batch after batch of drunken pleasure-seekers, and the exaggerated lights are spraying into the night sky, spraying the stars and the moon together in despair. Under the fireworks in the world. In an inconspicuous car on the corner of the street, Lang Qiao was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She shook her head and knocked her forehead on the steering wheel. Lang Qiao immediately sat upright, and quickly took out the binoculars and took a look. Seeing that the car she was staring at was still there, he took a sigh of relief and took out a few mint candies from his pocket to refresh.

When people almost fall asleep and then wake up, the heartbeat will speed up. Lang Qiao rubbed his eyes and chewed the mint to pieces, feeling that this wave of disordered heartbeat was a bit long, and the heartbeat was so fast that she choked. In the dark, it seemed that something had happened.

The phone shook, Lang Qiao didn’t leave the car she was ordered to track, and picked it up: “Hey, boss...well, Zhang Ting seems to be on sick leave for a while and has been taking a rest at home. Zhang Donglai is still taking care of it. In the Guang Mansion... Don't worry, I'm staring at him—"

She was half-talking, and she was interrupted by a yawn again: "By the way, why do I have to stare at him? Boss, if you still suspect Zhang Ju, can't let me stare at the master in the past? I have something to do."

Luo Wenzhou was silent for a while, and his voice was a little reluctant: "No, it's too dangerous, and it's easy to stun snakes."

Lang Qiao breathed a breath of minty breath with breath: "Boss, do you really think there is a problem with the bureau?"

Luo Wenzhou is silent over there, and Lang Qiao feels a little strange, because Luo Wenzhou must have something to call her, and the three sentences rarely explain: "Hello? Hello? Can you hear me, who are we? Bad signal?"

At this moment, a joking sound came from the direction of Chengguang Mansion. Lang Qiao quickly looked over and saw Zhang Donglai hugged from left to right, surrounded by a large group of bells and whistles, two legs ready to be made at any time. In a twisted braid, he walked quite like a Northeast Yangge.

"Zhang Donglai, the grandson finally came out," Lang Qiao immediately woke up, and while starting the car, he whispered to Luo Wenzhou, "Boss, are you still there—by the way, Xiaowu and the others are going well? Yang Xin caught Are you back yet?"

Luo Wenzhou said something, the voice drowned in the engine, the next moment, Lang Qiao's car suddenly jumped forward, the front wheel directly rushed to the croup of the road, she slammed the brake to a stop, the whole person The seat belt was slapped **** the back of the seat.

Lang Qiao held the phone in one hand and the steering wheel in the other, his eyes still following Zhang Dong at the gate of Chengguang Mansion.

Zhang Donglai and the eldest girls were very clumsy and stuck for a while, and then sent them away. He sat on the small stone bench next to him sober and waited for him to drive, spraying a complete smoke ring into the night sky. Play.

And Lang Qiao, who was a hundred meters away, suddenly shook carefully.

"What did you say..." She heard her voice seem to be coming from another place, and the voice broke in an instant, "Boss, what did you say? You say it again, I didn't hear clearly... "

"Lang Qiao." Luo Wenzhou called her in a deep voice.

Luo Wenzhou usually calls her either "Lang Er", "Lang Big Eyes", or "Er Qiao". Whenever something big happens, he will call her by her big name seriously. Over time, she almost supports her. It became a conditioned reflex, and when she heard her full name came out of Luo Wenzhou's mouth, she wanted to cry.

"But why? Why!"

Tragedies often make people feel unreal, and then they can’t help but want to get to the bottom of it and ask for “why”, whether it’s one’s own tragedy or someone else’s.

It seems that in this way, we can learn the lessons of exemption from bad things through lessons learned.

But it is going to rain, my mother is going to marry, and the floods have washed the ant nests-how can there be so many "whys"?

A car came in the distance and stopped opposite Zhang Donglai. There were two people in the car. This is a bit strange, because the driver will not drive his own car out to take care of the work. Zhang Donglai seemed to be very surprised. He found a little sane in his stumbling, and he sat up with difficulty supporting himself, and said something to the other party with a blank expression on his face.

The visitor nodded, and then the two of them stood up respectfully and stuffed him into the car.

"Someone...someone came to pick up Zhang Dong," Lang Qiao forcibly pulled his attention back to him, his eyes shifted, but his tears fell, and her eyes were smeared, wiped a layer and filled, "Come on. They drove a black SUV with the license plate number'Yan bxxxxx'. One of them returned to the original road when he drove, and the other came down to Zhang Dong as the driver."

Luo Wenzhou: "What kind of person?"

Lang Qiao choked so hard to breathe, she lowered her head unbearably, her pointed chin almost touched her chest, and said with difficulty: "Man, the height...the height is all over 1.75 meters, physique. Strong, vigilant, people like bodyguards-they are leaving."

"Don't chase!" Luo Wenzhou said immediately, "Did you place eavesdropping and positioning in Zhang Donglai's car?"

"Let it go, but..." Lang Qiao's words were squeezed by a thick nasal sound, "It was too hasty, I don't know if they will find out.

Luo Wenzhou asked again: "When Zhang Dong came and went to Chengguang Mansion, did he also hug from behind?"

"No, he drove a few girls with him. No one followed him except me."

"That's what happened at night that made them nervous." Luo Wenzhou pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "Be obedient, you should withdraw first, and report tracking information at any time, Yang Xin...the suspect Yang Xin has been arrested and they are being arrested. On the way back to the city bureau, see you at the city bureau."

"Boss," Lang Qiao said softly, "I can't see Xiaowu when I go back to the city office, right?"

Luo Wenzhou was speechless.

"I know, I will...I will handle it."

While crying, Lang Qiao turned the front of the car, hung up the phone, and turned on the positioning. She watched that the small light spot representing Zhang Donglai was constantly advancing, and the noise that came back indicated that the bug was still on the moving vehicle. The music was ethereal and remote, and even though no one squeaked, she pressed the recording.

The singing from the listening device should be a certain traffic channel, the music is intermittent, sometimes interrupted by small advertisements and timekeeping, Lang Qiao hung up headphones and walked through the smooth streets, remembering that she had just arrived at the city bureau to work At the time, everyone was a senior, and everyone was older than her. She came to work every day and walked from the gate to the office. She wanted to call her brother and sister all the way. Finally, she finally came to Xiaowu who joined her a year later. She almost felt that she had grown up. She pressed Xiao Wu’s head and forced him to call him "Sister". Later, she accidentally read his ID card to find out that Xiao Wu was two months older than her, and she was an older one. "Little brother".

It's just that the elder brother doesn't have a deep bond with them, he comes and goes in a hurry.

At this time, someone in the listening device finally spoke the first sentence. It was probably the driver who spoke. He said to Zhang Dong: "Manager Zhang, wake up, I'm almost home."

Zhang Donglai grunted and said vaguely: "Huh? Where is this? Which home?"

The driver replied: "Zhang Dong is over there, Zhang Ju is also there."

"Fuck," Zhang Donglai suddenly sat up straight, "Who told you to drag me to the old man? No...you just took me home without discussing it with me, brother, all right. Do you dare to go home and see your dad when you drink this virtue?"

The driver said patiently: "This was ordered by Lao Zhang Dong. He said that he hadn't seen you for a long time. I missed you a little bit. It happened that there was something at home. He knew that you were in Chengguang Mansion today. Did you send me here to pick you up?"

Zhang Donglai just got up fiercely, dizzy for a while, and a little nauseous, and asked in a daze, "Home? What can I do at home?"

The driver smiled at him politely and perfunctorily: "Then I don't know, you can go back and ask yourself—it's here."

The conversation in the eavesdropper stopped abruptly.

Lang Qiao glanced at the location information of Zhang Donglai's car and found that the address happened to be the mansion that the investigation team had requested from their old Zhang bureau, and immediately forwarded the information to Luo Wenzhou.

Zhang Donglai entered the door with a sullen brow, he sighed in his palm at the door, and felt like he had gone all the way. The alcohol was not too irritating, so he walked in slowly. As soon as he walked in, he was taken aback, because he saw Zhang Ting playing with a mobile phone in the living room, with suitcases under his feet.

"Want to go out to play?" Zhang Donglai asked, "Who are you going with and where are you going?"

Zhang Ting was also taken aback: "Don't you want to be with you?"

Zhang Donglai: "Huh?"

"When I went to study abroad, when I didn't want to go to work a while ago, my dad told me that the language school was contacted, and he also said that I would take you away."

Zhang Donglai was a little dizzy. He held the door frame with one hand. He felt that he was really drunk. He couldn't understand what Zhang Ting was talking about. He was stunned for a moment. He pinched the bridge of his nose in confusion, and asked himself in confusion: "I want to go abroad?"

He consciously was only 80% drunk, but suddenly he felt like he had drunk pieces.

The next moment, Zhang Dong came back and said: "Even if I go abroad, I can't study abroad. Is it easy for me to graduate from school for so many years? After all, I'm finally released. I'll put it back!"

"Where's Dad?" Before Zhang Ting could answer, Zhang Donglai stood up abruptly and went to shoot the locked door, "Dad, let me tell you something, why are you sending me into the army? What am I doing recently? Up to me?"

In the study, Zhang Chunjiu and Zhang Chunling are sitting opposite each other. Zhang Chunling listened to the yelling of his son outside and sighed for a long time. He suffered too much when he was young, and when he reached his descendants, he always wanted to make up for the worse: "I I never let them touch these things. I always think that my whole life is enough. The next generation should change and lead a carefree and normal life. Am I wrong? ?"

Zhang Chun didn't answer for a long time, and put down the phone dignifiedly.

Zhang Chunling raised her head and asked: "What?"

"There was a problem with the'nail' following Su Cheng, and his trail was lost." Zhang Chunjiu said in a low voice.

Zhang Chunling looks hard to look like: "The nail has another problem, who is it?"

"A woman, formerly named'Weilan', was collected from another place by the people below. It is said that she had killed someone, but she looks pretty good..."

"It's that person again," Zhang Chunling squeezed a word from his teeth, "Didn't I tell you to be careful when he takes advantage of the loopholes and try to use someone who knows everything?"

Zhang Chunjiu couldn't answer the conversation. They have come this far, and they have grown into a giant entrenched in the dark, not a small group of three or five people, how can anyone know the bottom line? Besides, what is meant by "knowing the roots and knowing the bottom"? Fan Siyuan dormant for nearly ten years, who knows how deep he penetrated.

Zhang Chunjiu's voice changed: "Since Su Cheng left the residence, he threw my people away twice. Fortunately, I found someone to spot the car rental in advance. I didn't expect them to encounter a security check at the toll gate. Abandon the car and ran."

Zhang Chunling asked coldly: "Didn't I ask you to deal with him as soon as possible?"

"Yes, I know, he ran too fast before and didn’t have time. In the end, even the people who were sent to deal with him lost contact. Brother, Su Cheng could not have such a vigilance. Even if he did, he I don’t have this kind of ability. I didn’t expect that there would be such a dark spot under the lamp, that Wei Lan..."

Zhang Chunling interrupted him: "When you are not talking about this, don't panic. Neither of you nor I have personally contacted Su Cheng. It has always been the people under your hand who have dealt with him in a shell company and have contacted him?"

"It's all concentrated," Zhang Chunjiu said in a deep voice, "and that Wei Lan's online and offline."

Zhang Chunling stood up and walked twice: "It's okay, don't scare yourself."

"I sent someone to solve Zhou Huaijin last night, but it didn't go well. The police came too fast. I didn't dare to reach out there for a while. My eyes were blackened at all," Zhang Chunjiu sighed." Brother, I have a bad feeling."

The two looked at each other. At this moment, the door of the study was knocked again. This time there was a very calm and restrained voice: "Dong Zhang, it's me."

Zhang Donglai was splashing and rolling at the entrance of the study, no one answered, but at this moment, he was shocked to see the driver who had brought him back knocked slightly, and the door opened.

Zhang Donglai: "Dad! Second Uncle! What's the situation! I..."

Zhang Chunling stared at him coldly. Zhang Donglai couldn't go on screaming anymore. He chuckled twice and whispered: "No, no one talked to me about it. I have nothing to go abroad to do. I still have a job. ……"

Before finishing the word "work", Zhang Chunling put the driver into the house blankly and took a picture of Xiong's son outside the door again. Zhang Donglai raised his hand to smash the door again, remembering the look in Zhang Chunling's eyes, but he didn't dare.

Zhang Ting did not know when she came behind him, and whispered: "Brother, is something wrong with our family?"

The pure and innocent brother and sister looked at each other.

In the study, the driver took out a bug that had broken the battery from his pocket: "Dong Zhang, this was found in the young master's car."

Zhang Chunjiu only glanced at it and saw the source of the little bug: "For the police."

Zhang Chunling's face suddenly sinks: "You don't know if someone is following?"

The driver hurriedly said: "Dong Zhang, absolutely not. I was followed while driving. I will not fail to find out!"

"What are the people downstairs doing, search around for me." Zhang Chunling frowned and looked at Zhang Chunjiu again, "What's the matter, didn't you say that your investigation is over?"

"It shouldn't be a member of the investigation team," Zhang Chunjiu pondered for a moment, "people in the investigation team eavesdropped on me directly, they won't touch Donglai, unless--"

Unless the other party knows that Zhang Chunjiu is an extremely dangerous person, once the eavesdropping method is put on, he will immediately start to stun the snake. Because future generations and grandchildren are weak, once they have trouble, they will definitely arrange for Zhang Donglai's brother and sister first.

Between the sparks and the fire, Zhang Chunjiu and Zhang Chunling looked at each other, Zhang Chunjiu: "It may be Luo Wenzhou’s people, don’t delay, brother, tonight, I will send the people who have contacted Su Cheng and Donglai them away together. Although Zhou Huaijin escaped a catastrophe yesterday, I guess he will not dare to stay in the country soon, and it is the same to solve him over there."

Zhang Chunling said meaningfully to Zhang Chunjiu: "We are also prepared for the worst,"

"Don't worry, look at the situation first, don't confess yourself." Zhang Chunjiu nodded, "The route to get out has been arranged, and you can go anytime!"

In the long winter days and nights, some people cry bitterly, some abscond, and some have an uncertain future.

As soon as the dawn dawned, Zhou Huaijin, who hadn't slept all night, and Zhang Donglai, who had been thrown over by a glass of drink, had already set off from different places for the same country.

At the same time, 14 suspects including Yang Xin and Zhu Feng were arrested from "Xi Er Tiao" and escorted back to the city bureau. The one who arrived at Yancheng at the same time as them was Xiao Wu who had not had time to close his eyes.

Fei Du’s biological clock woke him up at six o’clock in the morning. He tidied himself up in an orderly manner. He did not see the embarrassment of being under house arrest and being investigated here, and waited for his own shutdown after breakfast. Cell phone of the day. An investigator said to him: "Mr. Fei, you can go home first. Pay attention to keep communication open in the near future. We will contact you at any time and do not leave the local area."