Chapter 42: No Coincidence, No Book
Before the two of them were surprised enough, Mr. Jiang added another sentence that made them even more surprised and couldn't open their mouths: "I'm going to take a bold guess, this Inspector Li should be the one who likes that little girl."
Yes."
Li Moyang looked at the cunning look on Mr. Jiang's face and thought, how could this old fat man even know this? Judging from his pot-bellied appearance, he looked like a rich rich man, and he really didn't look like a thoughtful person.
But then I thought about it, this guy was worth hundreds of millions twelve years ago, no matter where he is
, it is impossible for a fool to make a big business. Maybe a kind and honest person can open a grain and oil store, because everyone will patronize it because of the high quality and low price, but such a person will definitely not make a lot of money because he is too honest. I think.
To make big money, without exception, you must learn to play tricks.
Thinking about it this way, even Dong Huasheng, the small boss of the construction company, could think of such a clever killing method. The guy in front of him was involved in the news and media, so it is not surprising that he knew so much.
"You don't have to wonder why I know. If you really want to ask why, I'm afraid it's because I can't easily forget Detective Li's face." Mr. Jiang lit up a second cigarette and said slowly.
, "The office secretary who was transferred here to work with me was Song Lingling, who was the hostage taken by the bandits this time. She had been very worried in the days before she left.
After coming here, she didn't think about food or tea for several days. I asked her what was going on, but she didn't say anything. Until one day, I found that his computer desktop had been replaced by a picture of a young man. At that time, I
She also asked her, I said this is your boyfriend, have you been thinking about him these days? But she said no, this is just an ordinary friend of his, but she owes you a very special favor..."
Li Moyang stayed there, his body stiff and unable to move. Song Yiming put his hand in front of Li Moyang's eyes and waved it several times, but he didn't react at all.
Song Lingling, use my photo as your desktop.
She also said she owed me a... special favor...
"This change lasted for a whole year. For a whole year, Song Lingling's desktop was full of Inspector Li's face. When I looked up, I saw Inspector Li's face. This time I saw myself. How could I possibly do that?
Can you forget it? Hahaha..." Mr. Jiang laughed heartily, and Song Yiming also laughed obsequiously.
Only Li Moyang wanted to laugh but couldn't. His smile was stuck in his throat, and he was held back by a sour feeling that he couldn't release.
Seeing that he was speechless, Song Yiming spoke for him, "Well...since he is your office secretary, shouldn't he be sitting in the office sorting out documents? How could this happen?"
This kind of thing..." "Hey, don't mention it, I don't want it either, but the domestic situation in Kenya during this time
It has further deteriorated. In addition, some time ago, the so-called democratic referendum was intensified. There was a large-scale local war everywhere. Our editorial department was really short of manpower. Another reporter had a high fever and asked for leave that day, so the above arranged
Song Lingling went to work as a temporary reporter for a day, who knew something like this would happen..."
"In that case, Song Lingling has been working under you for so long, and now something happens to him. Mr. Jiang, do you think it would be convenient for you to intervene..." Song Yiming asked tentatively with a smile on his face, Jiang
The husband looked troubled and couldn't explain, "Do you think I didn't do anything? I also lined up three or four groups of people to negotiate with the armed faction, but in the end they all got rejected. They didn't even talk to them.
I mean to negotiate, what can I do..."
Just when Song Yiming was a little confused about what to say next, and the atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment, Li Moyang spoke without warning. "Mr. Jiang, please worry about it these days..." Li Moyang stood up and said:
Mr. Jiang bowed, his body trembling slightly, "I know you must also want to rescue Song Lingling. In this case, you only need to tell me where Song Lingling was imprisoned by those bandits. Next, I and I
Song Yiming will find a solution on his own..."
Song Yiming looked at Li Moyang's firm application and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he swallowed the words in the end.
Mr. Jiang also looked at Li Moyang in surprise, as if he didn't believe his ears, "You... what did you say? Just the two of you? Stop joking... Young man, I know you really want to save people,
But just the two of you, how could it be possible..." "You don't
You must persuade me, Mr. Jiang," Li Moyang bowed and interrupted Mr. Jiang, "If we try but fail, then God will not let us save Song Lingling, but if we can
To do it without trying it means that we have no courage and that we are cowardly."
"Ah... It seems to make sense... But even if you say that, I still..." Mr. Jiang looked embarrassed, his eyebrows knitting together, "You also know, after all, this is not a country, if I can easily
I told you the place, probably to harm you..."
Song Yiming stood up before Li Moyang in this matter, and said: "You are worrying too much, Mr. Jiang, if I am here, this matter will be much easier to handle... Just give us your address, and we will act like a thoughtful couple."
Do you think we can use our plan to rescue Song Lingling?"
Mr. Jiang opened his mouth slightly, looked at Song Yiming, and then at Li Moyang, who kept bowing. He couldn't resist, and nodded, "Okay, then may the Lord bless you... Find me a piece of paper, and I'll put it
The place is written to you..."
Snap.
A tear squeezed out of Li Moyang's eyes quietly, falling lightly and hitting the ground.
The sound was so small that no one noticed it.
Song Yiming accompanied Li Moyang to get Mr. Jiang into a taxi, and kept waving until he watched the taxi go away and disappear among the colorful neon lights.
Seeing the car driving away, Li Moyang still stared blankly in the direction of the car. Song Yiming looked at him and gently shook Li Moyang's shoulders. "Okay, don't think about it. There are no coincidences in this world... for you
To me, this is the greatest good news I have heard. At least this girl is somewhat interested in you? If we successfully rescue her, then she will definitely be devoted to you for the rest of her life~~"
Chapter completed!