Chapter 162 Edmund Dantès (thirty-three)

In the center of Yancheng City, Chengguang Mansion.

When this place first opened, it also paid attention to the style, and there were pavilions and pavilions everywhere, as if you had to speak softly when you walked in. It's a pity that the people of the land are not outstanding, and they can't stand "talking and laughing without Confucianism, and all exchanges are sloppy." Up to now, Chengguang Mansion has been called back to its original form - it is still a wine pond or forest.

At the beginning of the year, there were a lot of guests here, and the cars came and went, carrying batches of drunken fun-seekers one after another. under. In an inconspicuous car on the street corner, Lang Qiao was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, she shook her head, and her forehead hit the steering wheel. Lang Qiao sat up straight, quickly took out the binoculars and took a look. Seeing that the car she was staring at was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief and took out a few mints from his pocket to refresh himself.

The moment a person almost fell asleep and woke up again, his heartbeat would speed up. Lang Qiao rubbed his eyes and chewed the mint candy. He felt that this wave of disordered heartbeats took a little longer. , as if something happened.

The phone shook, and Lang Qiao's eyes didn't leave the car she was instructed to track, and picked it up: "Hello, boss... um, Zhang Ting seems to be on sick leave for a while now, and has been recuperating at home, Zhang Donglai is still in Chengguang mansion. Don't worry, I'm watching him—"

Halfway through her words, she was interrupted by a yawn of her own: "Speaking of which, why do I have to stare at him? Boss, you still suspect Zhang Ju, can't you let me go over and stare at the master? It also seems that I have something wrong. gān."

Luo Wenzhou was silent for a while, his voice a little reluctant: "No, it's too dangerous, and it's easy to scare the snake."

Lang Qiao breathed in the mint-flavored breath: "Boss, do you really think there is something wrong with the old Zhang Bureau?"

There was no sound from Luo Wenzhou's side, and Lang Qiao thought it was a little strange, because Luo Wenzhou must have something to do with her on the phone, and the three sentences could hardly be completed: "Hello? Hello? Can you still hear me? it is good?"

At this moment, a giggling sound came from the direction of Chengguang Mansion. Lang Qiao quickly looked over and saw Zhang Donglai, hugging from side to side, surrounded by a large group of bells and whistles, and his legs would be braided into a twist at any time. Braid, he walked quite like the Northeast Yangko posture.

"Zhang Donglai's grandson has finally come out," Lang Qiao woke up immediately, started the car, and said to Luo Wenzhou in a low voice, "Boss, are you still there—by the way, is Xiao Wu and the others going well? Has Yang Xin been caught and returned? ?"

Luo Wenzhou said something, and the sound was drowned out in the engine. The next moment, Lang Qiao's car jumped forward abruptly, the front wheel slammed into the curb, she slammed to a stop, and her whole body was caught in the seat belt. Slapped hard on the seat back.

Lang Qiao held the phone with one hand and the steering wheel with the other, still following Zhang Donglai at the entrance of Chengguang Mansion.

Zhang Donglai and a few big girls sticked together very risquely for a while, and sent them all away. He sat on the small stone bench next to him, sober up and waited for the driver, and sprayed a complete circle of smoke into the night sky to play.

And Lang Qiao, who was 100 meters away, suddenly started to tremble carefully.

"What did you say..." She heard that her voice seemed to come from somewhere else, and her voice broke in an instant, "Boss, what did you say? Say it again, I didn't hear it clearly..."

"Lang Qiao." Luo Wenzhou called her in a deep voice.

Luo Wenzhou usually called her either "Lang Er" or "Lang Dayan", or "Er Qiao". Whenever something big happened, he would call her by her first name in a serious manner. Over time, he almost cultivated the conditions for her. In reverse, she wanted to cry when she heard her full name come out of Luo Wenzhou's mouth.

"But why? Why!"

Tragedy often makes people feel unreal, and then people can't help but want to get to the bottom of it and ask for a "why", whether it's their own tragedy or someone else's.

It seems that in this way, you can get the experience and lessons of immunity from bad things through the lessons of the past.

But it's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, and the ants' nest is washed away by the flood - how can there be so many "whys"?

A car drove over in the distance, parked opposite Zhang Donglai, and two people got out of the car, which was a bit strange, because the driver would not drive his own car to come out to work. Zhang Donglai also seemed to be very surprised. He separated a little bit of sanity from the stumbling, and sat up with difficulty, and said something to the other party with a blank face.

The visitor nodded, and then the two of them respectfully raised him up and stuffed him into the car.

"Someone... someone is here to pick up Zhang Dong," Lang Qiao quickly drew his attention back to his eyes, and as soon as his eyes shifted, tears fell down, blinding her eyes, wiping a layer and filling them up again, "Come here for two People, driving a black SUV, the license plate number is 'Yan BXXXXX', one of them drove the same car back on the same road, and the other came down to Zhang Donglai to be the driver."

Luo Wenzhou: "What kind of person?"

Lang Qiao was so choked that she couldn't breathe, she lowered her head unbearably, her pointed chin almost touched her chest, and said with difficulty, "Men, height...height is over one meter seventy-five by visual inspection, strong physique, vigilant High xing, like bodyguards - they're leaving."

"Don't chase!" Luo Wenzhou said immediately, "Have you put eavesdropping and positioning on Zhang Donglai's car?"

"Let's put it, but..." Lang Qiao's words were squeezed out by the thick nasal voice, "I put it too hastily, I don't know if they will find out.

Luo Wenzhou asked again, "When Zhang Dong came to the Chengguang Mansion, did he call back and hug him?"

"No, he drove a few girls by himself, and no one followed him except me."

"That's what happened at night that made them nervous." Luo Wenzhou pondered for a moment, then whispered, "Be obedient, you withdraw first, and report the tracking information at any time, Yang Xin... The suspect Yang Xin has been arrested and is being escorted back to the city. On the way to the bureau, see you at the city bureau."

"Boss," Lang Qiao said softly, "I won't be able to see Xiao Wu when I go back to the city bureau, right?"

Luo Wenzhou was speechless.

"I see, I'll...I'll take care of it."

While crying, Lang Qiao turned the head of the car, hung up the phone, and turned on the location. She saw that the little light spot representing Zhang Donglai was advancing continuously. The noise that came back indicated that the bug was still on the moving vehicle, and the on-board music was ethereal. Far away, although no one uttered a sound, she pressed record.

The singing coming from the bugger should be a certain channel, the music was intermittent, sometimes interrupted by small advertisements and time announcements. Lang Qiao hung up her earphones and walked through the smooth street, remembering when she first came to work at the city bureau. , Everyone is a senior, and everyone is older than her. She comes to work every day, walks from the gate to the office, and has to call the brothers and sisters all the way. Finally, she is looking forward to Xiao Wu, who joined her a year later. I almost felt that I had grown up a senior, and he called Xiao Wu "sister" by his head. Later, I accidentally looked at his ID card and realized that Xiao Wu was two months older than her, and was an older "little brother". ".

It's just that the older brother doesn't have a deep relationship with them, and he comes and goes in a hurry.

At this time, someone in the wiretap finally said the first sentence. It was probably the driver who spoke. He said to Zhang Dong: "Manager Zhang, wake up, you are coming home soon."

Zhang Donglai snorted and said vaguely, "Huh? Where is this? Which house?"

The driver replied: "Dong Zhang is there, and Bureau Zhang is also there."

"Damn it," Zhang Donglai suddenly sat upright, "Who told you to drag me to the old man? No...you just drag me home without discussing it with me, big brother, it's okay, you drink it up Do you dare to go home to see your father when you are virtuous?"

The driver said very patiently: "This is what Mr. Zhang ordered. He said that he hasn't seen you for a long time. He misses you a little bit. It happens that there is something at home. He knows that you are in Chengguang Mansion today, and you can't be without alcohol and tobacco, so he didn't send me on purpose. to pick you up?"

Zhang Donglai just got up suddenly. He felt dizzy for a while, and felt a little nauseous. He asked in a daze, "At home? What can I do at home?"

The driver smiled at him politely and perfunctorily: "Then I don't know, you can go back and ask yourself - it's here."

The conversation in the wiretap came to an abrupt end.

Lang Qiao tilted his head and glanced at the location information of Zhang Donglai's car, and found that the address happened to be the mansion where the investigation team had invited their old Zhang Bureau out, and immediately passed the information to Luo Wenzhou.

Zhang Donglai walked into the house with a sullen face, he sighed in the palm of his hand at the door, and felt that the smell of alcohol was not too intoxicating, so he walked in slowly. As soon as he entered the door, he was stunned, because he saw Zhang Ting playing with his mobile phone in the living room with suitcases under his feet.

"Want to go out to play?" Zhang Donglai asked, "Who are you going with and where are you going?"

Zhang Ting was also taken aback: "Didn't I want to be with you?"

Zhang Donglai: "Huh?"

"Going to study abroad. When I didn't want to go to work a while ago, my dad told me that the language school had been contacted. He also told me to take you with me."

Zhang Donglai was a little dizzy, he held the door frame with one hand, and felt that he was really drunk. He couldn’t understand what Zhang Ting was saying. going abroad?"

He felt that he was only 80% drunk, but at this moment he suddenly felt like he had drank a piece of himself.

The next moment, Zhang Dong thought back and forth: "Even if I go abroad, I can't do it to study abroad. Is it easy for me to graduate from school after all these years? !"

"Where's Dad?" Before Zhang Ting could answer, Zhang Donglai stood up abruptly and patted the locked door, "Dad, let me tell you something, why do you want to send me into the army again? What have I been up to recently? ?"

In the study, Zhang chūnjiu and Zhang chūnling sat opposite each other. Zhang chūnling listened to his son's clamor outside and sighed a long time. He suffered too much when he was young, and when it came to his descendants, he always wanted to make it harder. : "I never let them touch these things, I always think that I have had enough of my life's grace and hatred, and the life of nine deaths, and the next generation should change and live a normal and carefree life, I am Isn't it wrong?"

Zhang chūn didn't answer for a long time, and put down the phone with a solemn expression.

Zhang chūnling looked up and asked, "What?"

"There was a problem with the 'nail' following Su Cheng, and his trace was lost." Zhang chūn said in a low voice for a long time.

Zhang chūnling looked awkward: "There is another problem with the nails, who is it?"

"A woman, whose original name was 'Wei Lan', was taken from somewhere else. She is said to have killed someone, but she looks okay..."

"It's that person again," Zhang chūnling squeezed out a sentence from his teeth, "Didn't I tell you to be careful about his exploits and try to use someone who knows the bottom line?"

Zhang chūn couldn't answer for a long time. They have come to this point, and they have grown into a giant entrenched in the dark. They are not a small group of three or five people. How can everyone know the bottom line? What do you mean by "knowing the bottom line"? Fan Siyuan has been dormant for nearly ten years, who knows how deep he has penetrated.

Zhang chūn's voice changed for a long time: "Since Su Cheng left his residence, he has thrown my people away twice. Fortunately, I found someone in advance to focus on the rental car place. I didn't expect them to meet the security check at the toll gate and abandon it again. The car ran."

Zhang chūnling asked coldly, "Didn't I ask you to deal with him as soon as possible?"

"Yes, I know that he ran too fast before, and he didn't have time. In the end, he lost contact with the person who was sent to deal with him. Brother, it is impossible for Su Cheng to have such vigilance. What kind of skill, I didn't expect such a black spot under the lamp, that Wei Lan..."

Zhang chūnling interrupted him: "Don't panic when I'm not talking about this, neither of you or I have personally contacted Su Cheng, and it has always been the people under his command who have been talking to him in a shell company. What about the people who have contacted him? "

"It's all concentrated and transferred," Zhang chūn said in a deep voice, "and that Wei Lan's up and down line."

Zhang chūnling stood up and walked around twice: "It's okay, don't scare yourself."

"Last night I sent someone to deal with Zhou Huaijin, but it didn't go well. The police came too fast. I didn't dare to reach out to that side for a while, because my eyes were smeared," Zhang chūn sighed for a long time, "Brother , I have a bad feeling."

The two looked at each other. At this time, the door of the study was knocked on again, this time in a very calm and restrained voice: "Dong Zhang, it's me."

Zhang Donglai rolled around at the door of the study and was ignored, but at this time he was shocked to see the driver who pulled him back gently knocked and the door opened.

Zhang Donglai: "Dad! Second uncle! What's the matter! I..."

Zhang Chunling stared at him coldly, Zhang Donglai couldn't stop screaming, he murmured twice, and said in a low voice: "No, no one has discussed it with me, I have nothing to go abroad, and I still have work. …”

Before the word "work" was finished, Zhang chūnling put the driver into the house without expression, and patted the bear son outside the door again. Zhang Donglai raised his hand to smash the door again, remembering the look in Zhang Chunling's eyes just now, but he didn't dare.

But Zhang Ting came behind him at some point and whispered, "Brother, is something wrong with our family?"

The innocent siblings looked at each other.

In the study, the driver took out a bug with a broken battery from his pocket: "Dong Zhang, this was found in the young master's car."

Zhang chūn glanced at it for a long time and saw the source of the small bug: "It's for police use."

Zhang chūnling's face sank suddenly: "You don't know that someone is following you?"

The driver hurriedly said: "Dong Zhang, absolutely not. I was followed while driving, I won't fail to find out!"

"What are the people downstairs eating, let me search around." Zhang Chūnling frowned and looked at Zhang Chūnjiu again, "What's the matter, didn't you say that the investigation of you is over?"

"It shouldn't be someone from the investigation team," Zhang chūn pondered for a long time. "If the investigation team wants to eavesdrop, they will directly eavesdrop on me, and they won't touch Donglai, unless—"

Unless the other party knew that Zhang chūnjiu was an extremely dangerous person, once the eavesdropping method was put on, it would be rough and startle immediately. Because descendants and grandchildren are weak underbelly, once they get angry, they will definitely arrange Zhang Donglai brothers and sisters first.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang chūnjiu and Zhang chūnling glanced at each other, Zhang chūnjiu said, "It might be someone from Luo Wenzhou, don't delay, eldest brother, I will send the people who contacted Su Cheng and Donglai away together tonight. "Although that Zhou Huaijin escaped yesterday, I guess he won't dare to stay in the country any time soon, and it's the same to deal with him there."

Zhang chūnling said meaningfully to Zhang chūnjiu: "We are both prepared for the worst,"

"Don't worry, let's look at the situation first, don't let yourself go." Zhang chūn nodded for a long time, "The route to escape has been arranged, and you can leave at any time!"

In the long winter nights, some people cried, some fled, and some people's future was uncertain.

When the dawn was just showing, Zhou Huaijin, who had not slept all night, and Zhang Donglai, who had been thrown down by a drink, had already set off from different places and headed to the same country.

At the same time, 14 suspects, including Yang Xin and Zhu Feng, were arrested from "Xi Ertiao" and escorted back to the city bureau. The one who arrived at Yancheng at the same time as them was Xiao Wu, who didn't have time to close his eyes.

Fei Du's biological clock woke him up on time at six o'clock in the morning. He cleaned himself up in an orderly manner, and he couldn't see that he was under house arrest here for investigation, and waited after breakfast to shut down for a few days.mobile phone.An investigator said to him: "Mr. Fei, you can go home first, and keep your communications open in the near future. We will contact you at any time, and don't leave the place."