Chapter 67 Macbeth (8)

"Van truck?" Tao Ran pointed at Luo Wenzhou's ear, "Old Luo, this side of Baisha River is the only place where vehicles from other cities must pass through the outer ring. I don't know if the kidnappers drove people away without knowing who they were in the city, do you think Zhou Huaijin is still in Yancheng?"

Lang Qiao said into his other ear, "Boss, shall I bring the person in charge back to the bureau now, or shall I check their emails on the spot?"

Behind him, Hu Zhenyu pointed at Zhou Huaixin angrily: "You...you, this is all gān, alas! You are too impulsive!"

Next to him, Yang Bo blushed from his face to his neck: "I'm going to sue you for reputation violation!"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

A question is often raised in the soup of the soul, "Why do people have two ears and one mouth", and now he understands that four ears may not be enough.

Fei Du's eyes swept over Hu Zhenyu, and then fell on Zhou Huaixin.

Zhou Huaixin stubbed his neck. In addition to the eyeliner made of flowers on his face like a smoky ghost, there was suddenly something inexplicable and unclear, which made him look a bit human.

"I don't care what the outside world says, and I don't care about anything... How much is the market value evaporated in which market - I don't understand those things, Brother Hu, I don't want to understand, I only know that I am a relative like my brother. ." Zhou Huaixin finished the announcement, but his voice dropped, and he stared at Hu Zhenyu's eyes.

Hu Zhenyu didn't know why, but avoided his gaze.

Zhou Huaixin raised the corner of his mouth with a half-smile, not knowing whether it was mean to others or self-deprecating: "It's not good to say something, there are some things, since the old man can do it, there will always be a day when someone will dig it out, and the fire can't be contained in the paper. Do you really think that you can live forever?"

Hu Zhenyu must have never seen "ivory" in his mouth in his life, and he was speechless for a while.

"Can you find my brother in ten minutes?" Zhou Huaixin's eyes swept to the surrounding police, "then go on! What the hell are you staring at me for? I am the father's biological son, and I am still his heir. , Now I have decided to choose to let the dead sacrifice a little, and everything can be left to the living, don't I have this right?"

At first glance, this makes sense.

"As long as my brother is fine," Zhou Huaixin announced with red eyes, "let me make an announcement saying that my father is a bastard, and he must be able to bend and stretch. The people who harmed him, the people who harmed our family, can't blame me!"

Hu Zhenyu sweated profusely.

At this time, someone at the door suddenly coughed heavily, and a voice said coldly: "Your family is indeed owned by your brothers, but the group is not, such a big ship, how many partners and small shareholders are involved, ah? When I was alive, I didn't dare to say that he acted arbitrarily, so what are you, you bastard!"

Luo Wenzhou turned his head and saw a few of the Zhou employees who had gathered at the door spread out with a "hula", and a thin old man walked in slowly. He was less than 1.7 meters tall, and he was a little stooped, which made him look even more slender. Thin, with a pair of deep nasolabial lines, the soldiers divided into two parts from under the nose, and the chin was divided into three parts.

Seeing the person coming, Hu Zhenyu subconsciously stood up straight: "Mr. Zheng."

Yang Bo took a deep breath and stepped forward quickly. The little eunuch curled up his tall and majestic body in order to snuggle up beside the old man: "Mr. Zheng, you are finally here."

Zhou Huaixin sneered, staring at the old man without speaking.

Luo Wenzhou knew that this old man was Zhou Junmao's deputy, Zheng Kaifeng.

Zheng Kaifeng regarded the Zhou family as his own territory. He ignored the house full of police and walked in without haste. He glanced around and saw at a glance who was in command of the scene. With one hand, he opened his mouth very sincerely: "The family is unfortunate, and I have caused you trouble."

As soon as they met, Luo Wenzhou was choked by the old ginger Zheng Kaifeng—the police were investigating the kidnapping case, and everyone in the Zhou family, including Zheng Kaifeng, were all potential suspects. In order to fight against the unknown evil forces, the Zhou family found a group of policemen to act as thugs.

Luo Wenzhou shook his hand in a perfunctory manner, and calmly pouted his words back: "Evil criminal cases are our responsibility, and the work is just like this. There is no trouble, no trouble. We are now the first. The goal is to rescue the hostages, and on this basis, we will try to reduce the social influence of this incident as much as possible, and when necessary, we will trouble the family to cooperate more."

The corners of Zheng Kaifeng's eyes twitched slightly, and his face sank.

Luo Wenzhou is naturally stingy, immune to all kinds of high-ranking people, he withdrew his hand without hesitation, and turned to Zhou Huaixin: "Especially Mr. Zhou, we also understand the family's heart, if there is really no way, for the safety of the hostages , you might as well make concessions to the kidnappers, but I hope that will always be the last step, and your announcement will have to wait until the last moment of the countdown."

Zhou Huaixin snorted very sharply.

"And President Hu," Luo Wenzhou turned to Hu Zhenyu with a smile, "President Hu said that Mr. Zhou is too reckless, you're not in a hurry, the background is all logged in - I think everyone should stop talking about it, first Simply split up and make a note - come over and take a few people away."

A few criminal policemen came in response, and involuntarily separated one of the powerful figures of the Zhou family.

In the air-conditioned room in early autumn, the sweat on Hu Zhenyu's forehead seemed to be wiped clean.

Zheng Kaifeng looked at Luo Wenzhou coldly: "Young man, you have a good way of handling things."

Luo Wenzhou grinned at him: "I also think, thank you for your praise, but as someone who specializes in criminal cases, I don't look forward to serving you next time—sir, please."

In a few words, he dismissed this group of people who had more than enough success, and turned his head to meet Fei Du's gaze staring at him with a half-smile but not a smile. Luo Wenzhou's heart froze when he met his gaze. He felt that Fei Du's peerless peach blossom eyes were truly gifted. As long as he was given a pair of astronomical telescopes, he could lift Chang'e's skirt with his eyes.

"It's useful to say something," Luo Wenzhou said to Fei Du tiredly. "Those who want to praise me for being handsome and those who express their infatuation will all go to the back and line up."

Fei Du: "I want to tell you that the Internet police said that the person who posted the video has a clue."

Luo Wenzhou was ready for a protracted battle with the perverted kidnapper. Hearing this, he was stunned: "So soon?"

"Yeah, so you'd better not have high expectations." Fei Du paused, and for some reason he added, "Senior brother."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

How did he use a normal tone to say such a normal title so forbidden? It's really baffling.

Just in the excitement of the Internet police "caught him", the kidnapper recklessly uploaded the third video.

This time, the camera was zoomed out a bit, and the whole body of Zhou Huaijin was captured. At the same time, it also allowed the viewers to see the space where the hostages were at a glance - the entire space was covered with black plastic sheets, only 1.8 meters wide and very limited in height. , Visually, it is the size of an adult man, and it really looks like the carriage of a van!

Fei Du was stunned for a moment, and thoughtfully stretched out his hand to rub his chin. At the same time, he raised his head and glanced at Luo Wenzhou. Luo Wenzhou immediately understood what he meant, and his eyebrows twitched. Zhou Huaijin spun around, carefully avoiding all clues that might reveal their environment, including the part where Zhou Huaijin was beaten.

It wasn't until they just deduced that the kidnapper might be in a truck bed that the other party gave such a shot...

Did this powerful kidnapper install eavesdropping equipment in Zhou's house, or was someone in the house contacting them in real time?

Luo Wenzhou whispered to the people next to him, "Control everyone in this house—including the chef, nanny, and gardener who come in and out of their house, hurry up!"

Zhou Huaijin in the video was even more embarrassed than before. He was splashed with water all over his face, and the soup was dripping down. He seemed to have been taught a lesson to be honest, and this time he didn't use other people's nonsense. He stared in the direction of the screen and read the kidnapper's letter in a straightforward manner: "You know it's good to admit it, I'll ask you the second question now, the old rules, ten Minutes. Why is Zhou Junmao, a famous entrepreneur and 'philanthropist' so enthusiastic about public welfare? Are the three public welfare funds under his name for show or money laundering? Zhou Junmao - Zhou Dalong, if he changed his name to be an aristocrat, no one Do you know what's under your skin?"

The malicious video came to an abrupt end, and the countdown sign appeared.

The atmosphere in the entire Zhou house was suddenly tense, and everyone, including the housekeeping staff, was isolated separately.

At the same time, the Internet police finally locked the video sender. Lang Qiao, who was at the headquarters of the "Hengda Group", received the message at the same time. She only glanced at it and took out a pair of handcuffs from her pocket. The person in charge of the wrangling: "They can't get rid of the gān system, search!"

Ten minutes is very short and very long. In reality, people can only run a few floors on their two legs, but the news on the Internet can circle the earth countless times.

For a while, all kinds of information that was hard to distinguish between true and false emerged like an explosion. Some people swore to stand up and say that Zhou Junmao's former name was Zhou Dalong, and posted a photo, which attached Zhou Junmao to go abroad to seek relatives and run errands with his distant family. The whole process of cooperating and starting a business after earning the first pot of gold. In the end, I was especially curious about why another founder of the Zhou Group disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the topic turned from Zhou Huaijin's kidnapping case to Zhou Junmao's bizarre car accident. The old philanthropist's highly respected image for many years fell apart after a video. Some said he was laundering money, some said he betrayed the country, and some even said that he was engaged in transnational affairs. Human trafficking... the whole thing is a competition of urban legends and imagination.

As the focus of attention, Dong Gan, the driver of Zhou Junmao's car accident, of course, did not survive the accident. The eight generations of his ancestors were almost spied upon, as if every strand of his hair had hidden threads of conspiracy.

"Captain Luo, we'll be there in ten minutes."

"Take over the bulletin board on their official website, and reply to the kidnappers in the name of the police," Luo Wenzhou paused, "that is, the economic investigators have already been involved in the investigation and are verifying the relevant situation. Please don't spread the truth. If there is conclusive evidence, you are welcome to report it. Remind the kidnappers to surrender in time before serious consequences."

"The boss can't do it, the number of visitors to Zhou's official website has soared, and it is now paralyzed!"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

The countdown to the kidnappers has reached the last minute.

Lang Qiao's phone call came in: "Boss, we found the email and part of the payment voucher about the purchase of a pusher by the Hangda Group, and confirmed that the kidnapper's video was uploaded by them..."

Luo Wenzhou: "Don't tell me they don't know who the kidnappers are."

"They said they didn't know who the kidnappers were," Lang Qiao said quickly, "After Zhou Huaijin disappeared this morning, Henda's PR department received a mysterious email with several blurry photos attached. It’s fake, and Hengda’s side is not particular about it. It happened that Zhou Junmao’s incident happened yesterday, and he wanted to take the opportunity to stir up the water…”

"Then the person who sent the video to them said that the video was synthetic, and they believed it and sent it. At most, it was evil business competition, right?"

Lang Qiao: "...Ah, that's what I said."

"What a piece of shit! Why are they using so many anti-tracking methods to prank them? Bring back all the people involved! Continue to track the person who sent the email!" Luo Wenzhou glanced at the countdown board. Time passed by like water, and Zhou's official website was still there. "High paraplegia", unable to move!

"Look, boss, this was found from the driver who picked up Yang Bo."

Luo Wenzhou took the phone and saw that the suspicious driver had logged into an apparently newly registered Weibo account. The latest status suddenly read: "The police found 'ròu' in the truck."

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