Thousand Kings II

After Song Chunlin finished his physical examination, he was sent to the police station in the early morning cold wind.During this process, Situ Sheng successfully joins forces with Ying Haoheng who rushed back.

Ying Haoheng also brought two suppers.

The two sat on the stone bench in the corridor of the hospital, eating fried chicken under the moonlight.

"Didn't catch up?"

"Ah."

Situ Sheng pecked his fingers and stretched out a piece of fried chicken: "You should practice your driving skills."

Ying Haoheng said: "For things like flat tires, it's useless to become a car master."

"...a flat tire?!" Situ Sheng bit the chicken leg bone into two with all his strength.

Ying Haoheng said: "Don't feel too guilty, I forgive you."

Situ Sheng said: "Do you still remember the moped that I was wronged?"

Ying Haoheng said: "I lost money."

Situ Sheng's eyes lit up, and Ying Haoheng continued slowly: "I don't have any money this time, so I promise you with my body."

"You should properly assess your own worth."

"I have a villa and two apartments under my name."

"That's all?" It's too incompatible with the glorious title of the son of the richest man.

"Enough is enough for you."

"..."

Indeed.But both experience and intuition tell him that the result of accepting the son of the richest man is definitely not the result of a slut counterattacking to become rich and handsome, and then embarking on the broad road of a proud life, but walking on a dark road that cannot retreat or turn around, with no bright future. ".

However, he was really unwilling to let him go for nothing.

Situ Sheng struggled between the options of "let him go and let himself go" and "die together in a group".

Ying Haoheng looked at him with great interest, even the depression of losing Zhang Weichao dissipated a lot.

"Forget it," Situ Sheng gritted his teeth and made the final decision, "Anyway, I have a spare tire."

"Spare tire?" Ying Haoheng's mind inexplicably popped up: The eldest son hasn't found the house yet, so he misses the mistress.But he was immediately speechless because of his own embarrassment, and said awkwardly, "You met Song Chunlin, what did he say?"

Situ Sheng made a frightened expression, and then another frightened expression.

Ying Haoheng: "..."

Situ Sheng took a sip of Coke, "I hope the tiger stool at the police station can calm him down a bit."

There was no tiger stool at the police station, and Song Chunlin obediently confessed to him with a glass of warm water.

When Ying Haoheng got the news, Situ Sheng was sleeping soundly on his lap.They were still sitting in the corridor of the hospital, but they had changed from the previous hospital to the hospital where Jiang Chengye lived.

If Zhang Weichao has not been arrested for a day, Jiang Chengye is still in danger.

"Hello." Ying Haoheng patted the back of his head.

Situ Sheng moved his head angrily, and buried his face in the hollow.

Ying Haoheng: "..."

After a while, Situ Sheng looked up at him: "You..."

"Shut up." Ying Haoheng's expression was not good.

Situ Sheng sat up lightly, thought for a while, took off his clothes and covered Ying Haoheng's lap.Ying Haoheng glanced at him angrily, and pulled up his clothes.

"Cough! Did you have something to say to me just now?" Situ Sheng patted his forehead, trying to wake up from sleepiness.

Ying Haoheng said: "Song Chunlin just admitted at the police station that he was kidnapped, and even made a face puzzle of the kidnapper." He took out his phone, clicked on a picture, and placed it in front of Situ Sheng.

Looking at the murderous face on the picture, Situ Sheng scared away all the sleepy bugs, and said with a light smile, "I've begun to believe that Zhang Weichao is innocent, and the Zhang Weichao I know is not so vicious."

"You know Zhang Weichao?" Ying Haoheng repeated it in a weird tone, and then said in an even weirder tone, "Are you familiar with a murderer who likes to drive bumper cars on the road?"

Situ Sheng thought that his uncle was still lying in the hospital, and his joke was really inappropriate, so he pursed his lips in embarrassment: "Why did Zhang Weichao kidnap him?"

Ying Haoheng took a deep look at him, and answered irrelevantly, "You guessed right, my uncle's accident is indeed related to Song Chunlin." At this moment, his cell phone beeped, and he received a text message—Jiang Chengye Temporary From a hired bodyguard.

"My uncle is awake."

As a deranged villain, Zhang Weichao's skills have obviously not been perfected yet.

When the kidnappers, the hostages ran away.

As a killer, people live well.

As a fugitive, well, in this regard, he is not bad.

Situ Sheng reluctantly agreed with his villain qualifications.

Jiang Chengye woke up in the middle of the night, but he was very sober, from the moment Situ Sheng and Ying Haoheng entered the door, his eyes were fixed on them, and when Ying Haoheng came to sit down, he said feebly: "It's so late, are you still together? "

Having learned from Yingheng Mountain, Situ Sheng spoke positively this time, "Mr. Jiang invites me to dinner, and there is no way to repay the kindness. If you have something to do, I will definitely come."

Jiang Chengye smiled, touched the wound, and said with a broken face: "Next time, I'll treat you to something better."

Situ Sheng said: "Then Mr. Jiang needs to take good care of his injuries and recover soon." Seeing Jiang Chengye looking at Ying Haoheng, he stopped looking at himself, and said wittily, "I'm a little hungry, go out and eat something."

Ying Haoheng didn't seem to see that he was looking for an excuse to leave room for them to talk alone, and mocked: "Isn't it enough to just eat a bucket of fried chicken?"

Situ Sheng said unhappily: "I ate too much meat, I'll go and order two sticks of incense."

Ying Haoheng said: "Sit down, don't run around when talking about business."

Both Situ Sheng and Jiang Chengye looked at him in surprise.

Situ Sheng quickly pulled a chair over and sat down in a comfortable position.

Jiang Chengye smiled meaningfully: "After you were eight years old, I haven't seen you rely on anyone so much."

The word "dependence" shocked the two of them.

Ying Haoheng said: "He is my follower, at best he can only be described as trust."

Situ Sheng said: "Is this the latest saying about credit card default?"

Jiang Chengye wanted to laugh but was afraid of tearing the wound, so he could only twitch the corners of his mouth to hold back: "You guys don't sleep at night, so you came here to make my injury worse?"

Ying Haoheng said: "We found Song Chunlin."

"Song Chunlin?" Jiang Chengye certainly didn't think that he purposely said his name to play a guessing game with him, so he thought about it seriously, "Who is it?"

Ying Haoheng said: "His original name is Song Xi."

"Song Xi." Jiang Chengye read it in a low voice, but there was no extra expression on his face, "What do you want him for?"

Situ Sheng secretly admired that he is indeed a big capitalist who cannibalize people without spit out his bones.

"Zhang Weichao entrusted him to find Song Xi's whereabouts, and then Song Xi disappeared, and you were in a car accident not long afterward. Later, Situ's friend found the car that caused the accident. On the way there, we saw that car hit a police car with our own eyes. Run away. Song Xi is in the police car." When Ying Haoheng said, Situ Sheng kept staring into Jiang Chengye's eyes.He found it very interesting to study the changes in the expression of this rich man.

Jiang Chengye showed doubts: "You mean, Song Xi disappeared because he was taken away by the police?"

"No. He said he was kidnapped. This is the kidnapper's face." Ying Haoheng showed him the portrait on his phone.

Jiang Chengye felt familiar.

"Zhang Weichao." Situ Sheng reminded him.

Although he is a member of the company, but the company is too big, it is impossible for Jiang Chengye to remember every face.He said: "Zhang Guodong's nephew?"

Situ Sheng noticed that when he said the word "Zhang Guodong", his expression was a little subtle, a little angry and a little dazed.

Ying Haoheng said: "Song Xi said that Zhang Weichao kidnapped him for a case of embezzlement of public funds 16 years ago."

"Yang Yu." Not long after Jiang Chengye's operation, he was very tired after talking so much, so he closed his eyes and lay down for a while.

Ying Haoheng and Situ Sheng looked at each other.

Situ Sheng kicked Ying Haoheng's chair: "What did Song Xi say?"

Seeing that Jiang Chengye did not wake up for a while, Ying Haoheng replied in a low voice: "Yang Yu is the financial manager of Yuanjiang Industrial. He committed suicide because he was found embezzling public funds. Zhang Weichao seems to think that he killed him and wants to avenge him."

"Song Xi was supposed to be the deputy financial director of Yuanjiang Industry at that time, and Zhang Guodong was the director of the administrative office." Situ Sheng spread his thoughts, "According to the routine of the novel, the three of them were accomplices. He was implicated and killed him as a scapegoat. Zhang Guodong realized his conscience before he died, and decided to let his nephew kill his accomplice back then, and go to the underworld together to atone for Yang Yu's sin."

Ying Haoheng said: "During this bizarre and epic story, have you considered Zhang Weichao's feelings?"

Situ Sheng said: "As a psychopath with an extremely distorted personality and obedient to his uncle, I think his feeling is 'It's great to kill people'." Even a psychopath with a little brain can't do such a thing that hurts others and benefits himself.

"Ask your mother about what happened back then." Jiang Chengye closed his eyes, as if talking in his sleep.

Ying Haoheng frowned and said, "She will come back tomorrow."

Jiang Chengye said weakly, "Then tomorrow."

Ying Haoheng said: "Zhang Weichao may rush in to make up for it at any time."

Jiang Chengye couldn't help opening his eyes, "Do you think he is Harry Potter...?"

Situ Sheng explained to Ying Haoheng: "What he means is that there are heavy guards outside, unless Zhang Weichao flies in on a broomstick, otherwise..." He paused and looked at the window seriously, "To be honest, you really Don't you think about using a steel plate to seal the window?"

"This is the 28th floor." Ying Haoheng turned to Jiang Chengye, "I think two boards are enough."

"...Let's go, let's go." Jiang Chengye drove them away impatiently.

Ying Haoheng dragged Situ Sheng out of the hospital, saw him yawn, and said, "Let's go to the room."

Situ Sheng's sleepy man was frightened away again, and he said solemnly: "I'm a showman, not a person."

"It's fine if you have skills." Ying Haoheng dragged him, turned around and entered the budget hotel next door.

Situ Sheng looked at his "heroic posture" in disbelief: "I thought with your 'politeness', we would go to a hotel with a concierge."

Ying Haoheng ignored him.

Situ Sheng stretched his neck, saw that he only wanted a room, and screamed again: "I thought that children from rich families have their own insistence, for example, no one is allowed to be around when sleeping."

Holding the key, Ying Haoheng said while entering the elevator: "I will remind myself to close the door before you come in."

Situ Sheng squeezed into the elevator with a "whoosh".