drowning tide

At 02:30 in the middle of the night, at room 1304 of Rongcheng Jindu Hotel, a woman in waiter uniform knocked on the door of the room.

"Excuse me, sir, is this room service you ordered?"

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

He Zhang had just finished taking a shower, wearing the bathrobe provided by the hotel, crossing his legs and smoking on the sofa by the window, his face was full of satisfaction after indulgence, "By the way, clean the bedroom." He raised his hand and shook the ash, thinking about it He added, "Hurry up, get out when you're done."

"Okay, sir."

The hotel logistics pushed a trolley into the messy bedroom: the quilt was kicked to the floor, several used condoms were left on the cabinet, and there was an indescribable fishy smell in the air, which anyone with a discerning eye could see What kind of "war" was experienced half an hour ago.

She quickly cleaned up all kinds of dirty traces, and changed the bed sheets to new ones. He Zhang looked at it twice and then stopped looking at it. Who would have thought that she would suddenly come out halfway through.

"Is there something wrong?" He Zhang raised his head impatiently, "If there is nothing wrong..."

"Sir, I found this under the bed, please see if it was dropped by your...friend."

She handed something over, it was a small diamond earring, He Zhang took it and glanced at it, wondering if the little model had worn earrings just now, and if she did, it was this style.

The woman working in the hotel's logistics has been waiting for his answer. He handed back the earrings, and was about to say that he hadn't seen them and just send them to the lost and found later, when the woman took something out of her pocket and slammed it at him. pressed down on his face.

Because of his sitting position, it was difficult for him to avoid the woman's sudden attack, and he waved his arms indiscriminately to try to push her away, but how can a barrister who sits in an office all year round and occasionally goes to the gym to report is no match for this kind of training For professionals, there is a sweet smell on the cold and wet sponge, which is very special. Anyone who has undergone general anesthesia knows that it is ether, but it is too late for him to hold his breath. At the mercy of this woman.

This cart is specially made, the splint in the middle can be removed at any time, and the space is just enough to accommodate a grown man. He is leaning against the cart with his hands and feet curled up. Not a sound.The woman pushed him away while talking to someone in a low voice. His mind was confused and he couldn't hear what she said clearly. He could barely distinguish key words such as "according to the plan" and "response".

The speed of the trolley was steady at first, and suddenly accelerated from a certain point.

"What are you doing! Stop immediately!" It was the voice of the security guard. According to the rules and regulations, employees are not allowed to take away even portable toothbrushes, let alone large objects such as carts.

Where could this woman stop suddenly, they quickly realized, "Hurry up, someone is wrong!"

All kinds of noisy voices outside, this woman didn't bother to cover up when she was exposed, she just spoke loudly, "I'm at Exit C, hurry up and meet me!"

"One last warning, if we don't stop we will shoot!"

The security guards chased after her, and the woman's car pushed faster and faster. He Zhang was bumped so badly that he knocked his head several times. He wanted to call for help, and begged them to save him, but the reality was that the woman's accomplice was not a vegetarian. , They drove the car to the back door of the hotel a long time ago, and when they saw this woman, they came up to meet her, pulled the two of them into the rear compartment with the car, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out without even closing the door.

In the dark cart, He Zhang knew that he was afraid this time would be bad luck, and he was so regretful that his intestines were green - if he hadn't been unable to hold back to recruit prostitutes, he wouldn't have urgently called room service in the middle of the night, and he wouldn't have fallen asleep. This group of people set.

I don't know how long the car has been driving, one hour, two hours?He didn't know, when the car stopped, the door of the cart was pulled open, and he was dragged out while still in a daze, and dragged and dragged all the way into a small building.

The lights on the first floor were not turned on, and there was a bright light in a certain room on the second floor. After not seeing the light for a long time, he instinctively closed his eyes and was poured cold water on his head.

The water is real ice, and there are still a few pieces of unmelted ice floating in it. He, who has never been treated like this, shivered, and the channel for receiving information from the outside world was instantly opened, and he was able to understand what other people said.

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"Lawyer He, are you awake now?"

It was just to subdue him temporarily, the dose of ether was not large, and the addition of cold water and air-conditioning really refreshed the mind. He Zhang shook his head, took a couple of breaths of fresh air, and felt that his mind was not so dull. He raised his head and looked at the person who was speaking. .

This person should be the mastermind of this kidnapping. He was dressed in black and black pants, with his shirt cuffs rolled up, revealing a pale wrist, sitting on the sofa.

He was much younger than He Zhang thought, in his 20s, like a movie star in a pictorial, with a calmness and solemnity beyond his age, which kept the atmosphere around him from being frivolous.

"Uncle Chen, ask someone to find him a towel and some clothes."

The unsmiling man next to him beckoned, and after a while, someone came over with a towel and clothes, first wiped off the water on his body, took off the wet bathrobe, and then pulled his arms and legs for him to wear A set of loose clothes.

After the subordinates finished these chores, He Zhang watched the handsome young man in black leave his seat and walk towards him, hooked his neckline with one hand, pulled him up from the ground with ease, and pressed him there. Sitting on the chair next to him, looking down at him.

They were so close that He Zhang could clearly see the shadow cast by his drooping eyelashes. Under the white light, there was no trace of life on that overly beautiful face, which made one doubtful. Hell in the middle of the night, it's still a ghost.

This person is definitely not as harmless as he looks. He Zhang, who has been serving people like Wen Zhengting all the year round, can smell danger in him.

"Lawyer He, I have something I want to confirm with you."

He Zhang, who has been listening to people's words at the negotiating table all the year round, suddenly understood that this person used "confirmation" instead of "inquiry".However, the base of his tongue is numb, and he can't speak complete sentences except for some meaningless monosyllables. The young man must have considered this, and continued, "I know you can't speak now, so what do I ask you?" Just blink, blink if yes, close your eyes if no, understand?"

For everything he threw out, He Zhang's eyes seemed to say, "Do I have a choice?" The young man smiled slightly, but the look in his eyes was still cold, "Then I'll start. The first question, Wen Zhengting is currently Wen Fan is not the legal heir, is he?"

He Zhang looked at him cautiously, but didn't respond for a long time. He sighed, his eyes and brows were full of helplessness, "Am I not as scary as Wen Fan?"

This time He Zhang responded, he chose to close his eyes not to look at this person's face.

——Wen Fan is much scarier than you.

"So what?"

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against He Zhang's chest, and He Zhang opened his eyes abruptly. The young man's expression was still very gentle, as if he was holding a ridiculous toy instead of a real firearm.

He Zhang panted violently, moved his gaze down an inch, and noticed that the man's hand holding the gun was steady, trembling without any hesitation.

This person really knows how to shoot, if he confronts him again, he will really die in his hands before Wen Fan can make a move.

"Rongcheng is Haicheng. You said that if a person is dumped in the open sea, will others know? Do you want to bet on the probability of less than 1%, and bet that the sky has eyes and will give you a fair probability?"

He Zhang himself is a law student, and he knows that throwing a dead body into the high sea is basically equivalent to an unsolved case, and the probability of the body being salvaged is infinitely close to zero. What's more, he doesn't know the background of this person. This kind of person has been dealing with people for many years, and he has long been unwilling to believe in judicial justice. If this person has a good background, then there is a high probability that his death will be for nothing.

He is like a person who has been pushed to the edge of a cliff by a wolf. Whichever side he chooses will lead to a dead end, but it is a matter of priority.

"Don't be so desperate. If First Young Master Wen succeeds in the end, I promise you can live and have a beautiful life of your own in a foreign country." The man patted his cheek with his cold fingers, "As for whether this future will come true?" It depends on your cooperation."

This person repeated the first question, and he was pushed to the brink of collapse and fell back dejectedly.

wink.When Wen Zhengting contacted him for the last time, he clearly proposed which will to adopt, as evidenced by the recording.

"Wen Fan asked you to do something as simple as changing the order of the will?"

blink.

"He wants you to assist him in tampering with the will?"

How much inside information does this person know? The question became more and more pungent, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on He Zhang's forehead.

"Don't play dead."

The muzzle of the gun was pressed forward, and He Zhang's heartbeat almost stopped, so he blinked quickly.

"Okay, the last question, why did Wen Fan do this, because his will has conditions that are very unfavorable to him. For example, Wen Zhicheng can get a majority of the shares held by Wen Zhengting, but he has no voting rights. Wen Fan acted on his behalf, and once something happened to him, Wen Fan would be kicked out of the board of directors immediately, so Wen Fan decided to do nothing, bribe you to tamper with the will, and then kill people to silence him, then he will be the sole heir of the Wen family ,Is it right?"

He Zhang looked at him for a long time, then slowly blinked his eyes.

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"Thank you for your cooperation."

Yi Huai withdrew his hand and gestured to Uncle Chen, asking him to keep an eye on this man, while he went to the corridor outside and started making calls.

Wen Zhicheng called him, but now the number couldn't get through, and his heart sank suddenly.

Don't blame him for being careless, Wen Zhengting's condition is getting worse day by day, and Nie Xicheng is not the only one who wants his life. In these nights of melee, Wen Zhicheng's existence is the biggest variable. Whether he lives or dies can directly affect the direction of the final outcome.

"Did something happen?"

Uncle Chen understood his hint and followed him out. There were only the two of them in the unlit corridor.

"Uncle Chen, you must have a way to contact Nie Xicheng and tell him that his former boss, a piece of shit that can't support the wall, is going to cause him trouble again."

Since that three-hour call, the number stored in his mobile phone has been blocked.This is a signal that that person no longer needs Yin Yuan's false identity as a cover, and everything that belongs to Yin Yuan will be abandoned in the dark. Go to Rongcheng and get back the things that once belonged to him.

Yi Huai lowered his head, his face was illuminated by the fluorescent light from the phone screen, the outline of the bridge of his nose and brow bone was sharper than under the light, even a bit gloomy, "Wen Zhicheng is dead, everything arranged by Nie Xicheng has to be played It's over, so he must have a backup, such as placing eyeliner next to Wen Fan or something, go and ask him what to do now. Don't look at me, I'm not omnipotent, where Wen Zhicheng was taken? I really do not know."

After getting along with each other these few days, he no longer intentionally said harsh words to anger Uncle Chen, and Uncle Chen's temper naturally eased a lot, "Do you have anything to say to him?"

He acquiesced in saying that he was able to contact Nie Xicheng, Yi Huai squeezed the space between his brows, and let out a breath slowly, "...not yet."

Uncle Chen looked at him with a silent sarcasm, and Yi Huai turned his head a little embarrassed by his look.

Only when he got involved with Nie Xicheng would he have a youthful vigor, "Please ask me when he will come back, I want to hear him finish that sentence."

Who knows where his words provoked Uncle Chen, his face was drawn all of a sudden, and he said unhappily, "If you want to know, ask him yourself, I won't be your mouthpiece."