Very Secretary

  Extraordinary Secretary-Can 1836 escape?

   On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, it was sunny, the snow stopped, and the wind was strong.

Lu Jianhong was driving a Volvo to the capital. He originally wanted to go directly to Hong Kong from Yanhua. The three wives all called, and he was eager to meet them, but last night, the old man personally He called and asked him to go to the capital. His words were undeniable and rare in history.

The snow on the road hadn't melted yet, and with the rare low temperature, the car couldn't be driven at all. Li Sheng originally wanted to drive for Lu Jianhong, but Lu Jianhong refused. It's enough for him to be busy, let him have a good rest and be with Shu Yi. As for flying, the air tickets before the Spring Festival are all booked, unless I grow wings and fly there, there is no other way, I have to work hard and drive to the capital. However, snow chains are still tied to the tires of the car. Although it can't drive fast, it's better than driving and slipping.

  Driving like this, dawdling all the way, with no surprises, finally arrived in the capital safely at almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

  After contacting the old man, the old man asked him to stand by and let Xiao Gao pick him up.

   Taking advantage of this time, I bought some cooked food to fill my stomach, and Xiao Gao arrived.

  Xiao Gao asked him to park the car and follow his car. The enthusiastic atmosphere of the Spring Festival is especially evident in the capital city, where lanterns are hung everywhere, Lu Jianhong can't help but think of his childhood, this time of year is what he looks forward to the most, for no other reason than to have delicious food, There is a fun one, no need to face those headaches of mathematics, physics and chemistry.

   After driving for a while, the sky was getting dark. Lu Jianhong was surprised to find that the car was getting more and more remote, so she couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Gao, where are we going?"

   "Brother Lu, you will know when you arrive." Xiao Gao cherished his words like gold, and looked at the car intently.

  An extremely weird feeling rose in Lu Jianhong's heart. I really don't know what the old man who is celebrating the new year is doing.

  The car finally stopped in front of a house and got out of the car. Lu Jianhong felt a chill. There were seven or eight people guarding the entrance alone. After entering, it was a long corridor of about 500 meters.

  His brows couldn't help but tighten. Could something happen to the old man?

   This worry was dispelled when he saw the healthy old man, and the old man said in a deep voice, "You are here."

  Lu Jianhong didn't know why, but he was also affected by the solemn atmosphere, and couldn't help but ask solemnly, "Grandpa, what happened?"

   "Come with me." The old man greeted, and walked slowly to the backyard, followed by Xiao Gao and Lu Jianhong.

   Arrived in a room with lights on inside, and the inside can be seen through the outside, but the outside cannot be seen inside. The old man pointed his finger and said, "Look."

  Lu Jianhong looked over curiously. After seeing it, he couldn't help but froze, took a breath and said, "What's going on?"

   This is a gym, which is full of combination equipment and some barbells and dumbbells. There is a person handcuffed by the wall, and it is Han Qing.

  The old man greeted and sat on the chair next to him, lit his pipe, and said indifferently: "Do you remember the injury of Meng girl? He did it."

  Lu Jianhong was stunned again. Although Han Qing kept plotting, he never thought that Han Qing would hire a murderer to kill.

  Since the Meng Jia incident, the old man has not been idle. Xiao Gao naturally deployed his greatest strength. It took more than a month to finally catch up with Han Qing from that phone number. Just last night, when Han Qing was escaping, he was caught and sent here overnight after being knocked out.

  Lu Jianhong couldn't help but glanced at Han Qing again. Han Qing was furious inside. Although he didn't know what he was talking about, it could be seen from his mouth that he was swearing, and obviously he didn't know where it was.

"Jianhong, what do you think of this?" The old man asked lightly. Although his tone was calm, his eyes were full of violence. I believe that as long as Lu Jianhong says a word, Han Qing's life will be handed over Here it is.

"I want to go in and have a look." Lu Jianhong's voice trembled a little, obviously suppressing his intense emotions. Thinking of Meng Jia's shot, if she hadn't died, the current shelter might only be a cup of loess up.

  The old man nodded, but Xiao Gao handed Lu Jianhong a mask and said in a low voice, "Don't let him see your face."

Putting on the mask, the door opened, and Lu Jianhong went in, only to hear Han Qing curse: "Who are you fucking, do you know who I am? You dare to kidnap me, and none of you want to live. "

A strong hatred flashed in Lu Jianhong's eyes, and there was a super big mouth that slapped Han Qing's mouth with blood, but this kid was stubborn, his mouth was not clean, he was a little subdued Meaning nothing.

  Lu Jianhong looked around, took off a pair of barbells, and walked over holding the bars.

"What do you want to do? Kill me if you have the guts, or I will definitely find you... ah..." Han Qing only made a hard sound, and Lu Jianhong slapped him **** his thigh, and he fell down as soon as his leg softened. fell to the ground.

Lu Jianhong gritted her teeth, her eyes were red, how could this shovel dispel the hatred in his heart, she waved her hand again, and hit the other leg, Han Qing lost his strength, and his whole body The weight of the man is hung entirely by the handcuffs.

Lu Jianhong raised the stick again and swung it down. Han Qing no longer had the intention to dodge. He closed his eyes, but there was a gust of wind in his ears, and then he heard a violent noise on the floor. Lu Jianhong's stick brushed his ear and hit the ground.

  Lu Jianhong threw the bar, took a deep breath, and walked out of the gym.

The old man was watching all the time, Lu Jianhong used a lot of force to hit the two sticks, and almost broke Han Qing's leg, and even the old man thought that Lu Jianhong killed Han Qing with the last blow , but he still did not start.

  " After all, he is the son of vice premier Han, and he can't explain why he killed someone." When Lu Jianhong said this, he was surprisingly calm.

  The old man couldn't help admiring Lu Jianhong's control. If he had done it himself, at least the kid would have been disabled, but he still asked, "That's all?"

  Lu Jianhong took a look at old man Ren and said, "But it's up to you to make the decision."

   "Xiao Gao, take Jianhong back to the hut first. When I go back, we, the grandpa and grandson, have a good drink." The old man was already thinking about it.