On the way to the hotel, Han Xuan kept calling.

He just saw that there was an internet interface in the villa, so he asked Harris to find out all the news about the family's recent online activities.

Young people should have tried using the Internet. Although they have little hope, they may find something.

The CIA people were able to call themselves in the morning, which means that the senior management had decided to help Isabelle's father Perare, so they called back and asked them to monitor the family's every move.

And check where her private plane was, and whether it was really as the wife said, going abroad.

In addition, Isabelle's parents were found several secretary before them. If there was any news before the accident, they would definitely know.

The Perale couple can get along like that, and they must have their own strength. Working with those people can help a lot, and the secretaries know who to look for.

Realizing that he could not move forward without connections, Han Xuan finally called his old man for help.

He needs some shameful forces to help, and Han Xuan doesn't know many Brazilians, and now he is mainly building connections in the United States.

The old man heard the whole story and only asked where he lived. He learned that he was at the Hilton Hotel and asked him not to leave for the time being.

More than three hours later.

A sloppy middle-aged Chinese man wearing a floral shirt, big shorts and flip-flops, with a Hermes briefcase, came to the Hilton Hotel where Han Xuan was.

After that, he was stopped by the doorman for granted because he was not dressed and could not enter. He was so angry that he immediately took out the keys of the Ferrari car and came in smoothly this time.

The face was ugly, and he was whispering in Cantonese, probably because of racial discrimination, dogs rely on their power, and they were beaten up sooner or later.

When Han Xuan saw the man sent by the old man, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Other gang members either hide in secret and make money in a low-key manner, or go to business and political circles after being whitewashed.

This man with the traditional Chinese "Tiandi Club" tattooed on his forehead and called himself the funny guy of the Chinese gang leader in Rio de Janeiro. What's going on?

For fear that others would not know that they were a member of the Hongmen, they insisted on writing their faces for the police to see?

The Tiandihui is the predecessor of the Hongmen.

This overseas Chinese gang is not fictional. On July 28, 1992, the old man was preparing to take Han Xuan to Honolulu to attend the third World Hongmen Reunion Conference.

Unfortunately, my father refused to let him go, but he couldn't go there in the end.

This is a Chinese organization with forces all over the world, with countless members. Han Xuan asked the old man about the details, but he did not say it.

Because he didn't believe it, he made an excuse to hide in the room and call his old man, and then he confirmed that he was really the one who the old man invited to help him.

When I came out again, I heard the other party say quickly and fluently in Cantonese: "Han's business is mine."

You are his grandson. If you have any instructions, I will use the swords and fires, just one word to say, loyalty!

Back then, my brothers and your grandfather were brothers who had worshipped each other, so we are brothers too!

Last year, the whole goods were seized by the US Customs. My Master Han took out my little brother without saying a word. I want to help you with this matter!

Tell me, what are you going to do?”

Han Xuan Waterfall Khan, he had never been exposed to such a person.

I thought to myself what the old man did, and I said in Cantonese: "I'll ask, what's your goods have been seized?"

“…It’s nothing, it’s just a batch of cars.

Those are not the key points, I have asked you for your help.

It happened that one of my younger brother's cousins ​​was watching the dead in the cemetery, and the big boss was buried there.

It is said that on the day of the burial, the archbishop passed, there were many mayors and other things, and the convoy was simply invisible. It would be great if I could have such a glorious place after I died..."

“…Mr. Yang, please tell me the key points.”

“Oh, sorry.

According to my younger brother's cousin, he saw a car accident on the way back that day.

In addition, there was a dead man wrapped in white cloth who was taken away and was not taken to the police station to review his identity. Instead, he was sent directly to the cemetery for funeral.

Because the car accident was a good car, which was the Bentley produced by your company, he took a few more glances at that time.

But the guy told me that he forgot his license plate.

After I went to find him personally, he suddenly remembered that the beginning letter was cc. The reason why I came so late was because I was dealing with that matter.

I asked my friend and he told me that your friend's father had a Bentley.

It happened that a younger brother's wife was a traffic policeman. I asked her to help investigate. The license plate was ccm-123, and it was probably the one..."

It seems that this guy is really powerful, otherwise how could he know so many people? After this thought flashed through Han Xuan's mind, he frowned and began to think.

Maybe Isabelle's parents didn't go to the funeral that day, but did not go there. Since there was no news of their death, they must be alive.

The dead cannot inherit the inheritance. They will not deliberately conceal this news. It has been disguised as a car accident. Why do you have to do this again?

Considering that the car accident was serious, they should have been injured, Han Xuan asked the person in front of him and said, "Mr. Yang, do you happen to have a younger brother's wife working in the hospital?

I would like to ask if anyone was hospitalized because of a car accident that day. It was a couple who should be treated differently from ordinary patients and might be imprisoned by someone. Here are their photos."

“It’s really a coincidence that hospitals like to hire Chinese people to be nursing workers.

There are many Chinese in Brazil, so it’s right to ask me if you have something to do. Give me some time to check it out and I’ll be back later.

Those rich people live too dark. If you know what they usually ask us to do, you will probably be shocked.

Although I don’t take on such dirty work, no one is as good as me inquiring about news.”

Things are moving in a good direction, at least there are clues about Isabelle's parents.

In the basement of the manor that Han Xuan went to just now, Isabelle was lying on the bed in the dilapidated small room that was originally used for the maid to live in.

Her eyelids moved and she woke up quietly.

Unlike the confusion when ordinary people just woke up, Isabelle's eyes were extremely angry at this moment.

Someone injected her with a lot of sedatives, so she was weak and it was difficult for her to struggle to get up.

I found that there was an extra needle hole on my arm and knew what was going on in the tranced dream just now.

He smiled like a sarcastic voice, and said to himself that he was sleeping very comfortably.

Since the so-called elders tried to control themselves with drugs, Isabelle could guess that safety is no problem now, at least not at risk of life until they have the legacy legally taken.

But she is worried about her parents now.

Looking at the corpse of a cockroach in the corner of the wall, she killed her purposefully when she was locked up. According to the degree of decay, she should have been locked up here for about three days.

Until now, my parents haven't come to find me, so something must have happened.

Logically speaking, she should not have reached this point, but who would have thought that her relatives would drug into the water when they were attending the funeral.

Bodyguards don’t need to think too much about it. They are either bribed or solved, and the possibility of being solved is greater.

You must understand that she is not only the only one in this family who is rich, but Isabelle's relatives are also billionaires.

They just need to have ideas and spend money on other things to help people handle them.

The only thing she wanted to know at this time was whether Han Xuan had come to Brazil

After sitting quietly for a few minutes, Isabelle took a deep breath, suddenly stood up and swept away the things on the table as if she was distributed, and threw the bowl. Her eyes were clear, but she shouted: "Give me the medicine! I can't stand it anymore!

Ah! Give it to me! Please, just a little bit!"

She knew that if she wanted to get out, she had to get addicted.

If they want to watch the show, they will show it to them. When they see the injection hole, she already knows what medicine she is using. The effect of one dose and several doses is the same, and she is already addicted.

Since that's the case, she thought it would be better to speed up the process, and it would be useless to continue staying in this small room.
Chapter completed!