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"Yes, yes," Su Xian agreed happily, but it was inevitable to ask, "But why do you want to see him all of a sudden?"

Although he knew that he would definitely ask, Zhong Yuncong still felt embarrassed: "Well... just something... I want to ask that person."

His answer was basically tantamount to saying that he had no nutrition at all. Regarding Zong Zhengze's doubts about Zhong Zhiyuan, he still didn't want to tell others, even if that person was Su Xian.

To put it bluntly, he still had a little luck, after all, those were just "suspects" without evidence.

But the paradox is that he wanted to go to Xu Wenxin to inquire about some things, but it ran counter to what he wanted in his heart.

What am I thinking?Zhong Yuncong was also asking himself, but he didn't have the courage to think deeply about the answer.

Seeing his faltering and hesitating, "Don't ask me if I have a problem" written all over his face, Su Xian fulfilled his wish and nodded: "Okay, I'll let someone arrange it, after a while You'll be fine in two days..."

"It won't take two days, I'm ready!" Zhong Yuncong patted his chest energetically, "Now!"

Su Xian looked at him and stopped talking.

Zhong Yuncong sighed, and his voice was a little weaker: "It's really nothing. You see, I have walked for so long, and I don't have a backache or leg pain..."

His chattering nonsense was interrupted unceremoniously: "Must we meet today?"

Zhong Yuncong nodded repeatedly.

"That's good." Su Xian turned around and left without even giving him a chance to bargain, "Then don't hide it and tell me the truth."

What else can Zhong Yuncong do?I can only compromise resentfully.

"...Probably so." Since Su Xian agreed, he acted quite quickly. After taking him back to add a piece of clothing, he drove him to the Administration Bureau.On the way, Zhong Yuncong recounted the conversation with the Zongju Bureau that day, and added at the end: "However, there is no evidence to prove that the 'old man' the Zongju Bureau talked about must be my father. "

Su Xian didn't comment on his almost superfluous sentence, and his focus fell on "money laundering" and "Integrated Management Bureau".

"The 'Lonely Island' looks like a lawless place to the outside, doesn't it?"

Zhong Yuncong was startled, and nodded his chin hesitantly: "Is it... After all, most people don't know the existence of this place."

"That's why he was chosen by those who want to make it a paradise for money laundering and tax avoidance?" Su Xian smiled and shook his head, "It seems that the Comprehensive Management Bureau must have received a lot of benefits, so it dares to stir up such muddy waters. However, Compared with the Integrated Management Bureau, a person with such a vision more than 20 years ago is even more terrifying... Tsk, I know Zhu Ci quite well, is she actually such a powerful person? Anyway, if that pawn really It was she who let it go, regardless of the standpoint, I still admire her."

Hearing these words, Zhong Yuncong felt very complicated.

After deliberating for a while, he still couldn't help asking: "Do you really think...that person who escaped...he has such great ability?"

Su Xian glanced at him when he heard the words, and laughed at the fact that he deliberately picked his father out: "You still don't understand that this kind of thing can't be done by one person or unilaterally... It must be done with the cooperation of someone." OK."

The directionality of Su's gossip was obvious, and Zhong Yuncong frowned: "Is it the Integrated Management Bureau? Uh, I thought they were just trying to make some money for smuggling jade... So they have such a big appetite..."

Su Xian put his hands on the steering wheel, and the arched back of his hands looked very restrained. His driving style was unexpectedly calm, in other words, he was driving super slow, which was far from Zhong Yuncong's imagination. He asked before, but he was sent back slowly: "Drive too fast, I'm motion sick."

Zhong Yuncong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"I can guess one thing, the reason is other than selfish desire." He said suddenly, Zhong Yuncong couldn't change his mind for a while, and said "ah" for no reason.

He turned a corner, slowed down the speed of the car, which was not very fast, and let a smart puppy rattled across the road.

"Yesterday I went to talk to Ding Chengye. Although he is quite annoying, he owed me a favor when the train overturned last time. He has no good qualities. The only thing worthy of praise is that he knows how to show gratitude." Reported." Su Xian let go of the brake, the car speeded up a bit, the windows were half open, and wisps of wind came in, and their hair moved with the wind, "I didn't think so much at first, but when I think of When I was chatting with him, I suddenly felt that the purpose of the Comprehensive Management Bureau might not be as simple as making money."

Zhong Yuncong quietly waited for his next words.

"Actually, the reason is very simple. Mengchuan's emerald mines are limited." Su Xian's voice was probably a little low, and Su Xian's voice sounded somewhat heavy, "And we have been mining for many years. One day, those The jade has been dug clean. At that time, the biggest support for our survival will be gone..."

He said with a smile: "To be honest, I don't know when that is, and I don't know how long the population that can be called 'human' in this city can last. But as long as it exists for a day, You have to live."

He turned his face to look at Zhong Yuncong: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhong Yuncong blinked: "That's why the Comprehensive Management Bureau wants to find another way, a new way to make money? But to be honest," he hesitated for a moment, but still said, "I'm not very optimistic."

It seems to be very beautiful, but when you think about it carefully, the feasibility is really low. Zhong Yun never knew how they planned to operate, but the most critical and practical problem is in front of the Comprehensive Management Bureau—the communication with the outside world here. It is cut off, not to mention the Internet that is indispensable in modern society. He can't imagine how to realize the ambitious plan of the Comprehensive Management Bureau in an isolated 'island'.

After all, the difficulty of turning a "place outside the law" into a "tax haven" is completely different from that of smuggling jadeite.

"I know, and I don't think they will succeed either." Su Xian smiled lightly, "Speaking of which, I think I may be overthinking it, and those guys may not have that noble idea."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, they will definitely not be able to accomplish anything, unless..." Zhong Yun suddenly stopped at this point, and Su Xian gave him a puzzled look: "Unless what?"

Zhong Yuncong was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Unless...'Skynet' is gone."

Su Xian was also stunned.

"I didn't understand why the Comprehensive Management Bureau secretly supported 'Shadow' before, but now I suddenly have a clue." Zhong Yuncong became excited all of a sudden, "Think about it, what are the demands of 'Shadow' all along? They Isn't it just to get rid of the 'net' of the Management Bureau and step out of the 'isolated island'? In this way, doesn't it coincide with the... possible plan of the Management Bureau?"

To be honest, Su Xian was shocked by his sudden conjecture, but he couldn't deny it, it was indeed quite reasonable.

Then, he subconsciously continued to follow the line of thought he provided, and the extended result was even more shocking.

"According to what you said, then He Huiqiong's assassination of Zongju must not be that simple." Su Xian's eyes were as dark as water, "Zongju is the core of 'Skynet', if something happens to him, 'Skynet' will be very serious." There may also be loopholes.”

Zhong Yuncong was terrified when he heard this, but luckily he didn't lose his mind completely, and he didn't do anything irreversible.

Su Xian frowned: "No, we have to send some people to ensure his safety, I'm afraid they will make a comeback."

Zhong Yuncong took it seriously: "It's so necessary, send a few more people!"

After all, I was a little worried: "He won't disagree?"

"Why don't you agree?"

"For example, if you can't save yourself..."

Su Xian gave him a funny look: "He's not the kind of person who wants to save face."

"That's right, you can say things like looking for your teeth all over the floor after being beaten by me, there is really no airs..." Zhong Yun muttered in a low voice, and then hit Su Xian on the back of the head: "He didn't say such things, don't Blindly put money on your face."

Zhong Yuncong rubbed the back of his head, and just after a couple of rubs, he found the landmark building of the Administrative Bureau appeared in his vision.

After Su Xian parked the car, they walked in together, and soon arrived at the secret prison where serious criminals were held.

Zhong Yuncong stood alone outside a black gate, and Xu Wenxin was locked inside. Just a few minutes ago, he declined Su Xian's wish to accompany him.

He took a deep breath, then opened the door and walked in.

>>>

When Ren Jie woke up, he felt as if someone had taken a knife and pried open his skull, turning his brain into a chaotic pot.

My head is about to explode.

The moment he opened his eyes, he couldn't even see all the people and objects that appeared in his vision, and his eyes were blurred.

"Ren Jie? Ren Jie?" Fortunately, at this time, a familiar voice appeared next to his ear, making him grab the last sliver of reason in a state of near collapse.

"Yirou?" His throat was dry and sore, and his voice was hoarse, "Is that you?"

"It's me!" A pair of warm hands held his tightly, "You finally woke up, you scared me to death..."

Ren Jie didn't speak anymore, not because he didn't want to speak, but because he was too dizzy. For a while, he could only hear his own panting. After a while, the sequelae of those discomforts gradually dissipated.

He also remembered what happened before he fainted.

He shivered and sat up suddenly: "Where is my mother? Where is she?!"

As he spoke, he was about to jump off the bed, but because he hadn't moved for a long time, his legs couldn't move at all, and he almost fell down, but fortunately, he supported him quickly with his soft eyes and hands.

"She...she has something to do, she hasn't come back yet." Yirou sat down on the floor with him, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

Ren Jie pressed his temples, breathing quickly: "What's the matter with her? Why didn't she tell me? She also gave me medicine... What medicine did she give me?"

Yirou lowered her head and said nothing.

He Huiqiong obviously didn't grasp the weight well, and Ren Jie fell into a deep sleep for three days, resulting in serious sequelae.

Ren Jie glanced at the woman beside him: "Why don't you speak?"

Then he glanced around from the corner of his eye, and was surprised to find that this was not Ren's house, nor Yirou's residence, but a strange place.

His eyebrows became more and more tangled: "Where is this?"

"You have too many questions, young man." The door creaked open, and the two people in the room looked up. The person who came was a fat old man with gray temples, holding a A bowl, still steaming hot.

He looked at Ren Jie with a smile: "Hui Qiong is really, after all these years, she is still so indifferent, and she is not afraid of killing her only son."

Ren Jie leaned on Yirou and asked weakly: "You know my mother? Who are you?"

"I also have a son who is about your age." The old man answered irrelevantly. "He is much more likable than you."

"You..." Ren Jie became a little impatient, and didn't bother to ask about his identity. He only cared about his mother's whereabouts, "Where is my mother?"

This time the old man answered him simply and neatly: "Dead."

Yirou exclaimed, apparently she had just heard the news, Ren Jie was even more breathless, and almost fell down again.

"You talk nonsense!" He roared hoarsely, but the ending was trembling. The other party shook his head, walked over, and handed Yirou the bowl of porridge in his hand.

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave, Ren Jie grabbed his trousers: "Speak clearly..."

"Do you think that I would play such a silly joke with you?" The old man spread his hands helplessly, "You don't even think about it, if your mother is not here, how could you be entrusted to me?"

All the blood in Ren Jie's body froze.

The old man looked at Yirou with a pleasant face: "Remember to feed him, since Huiqiong entrusted you to me, I have the obligation to take care of you."

Holding the bowl of porridge in her hands, Yirou didn't know what to do for a while.

When the old man walked to the door, he suddenly heard Ren Jie's voice again.

"How...how did she die?"

He didn't look back, and only left four words: "Killed."