Chapter 2596 Contest

"Why did Tang Silong go to see Sun Xiaobei?"

When Ximen Qing told Zhao Heng the news, Zhao Heng was looking at the structural renderings of the Prime Minister's mansion, especially the gray-white building that might hide Gutav. Zhao Heng looked at it very carefully, but when he heard the news from Ximen Qing, a hint of surprise still flashed through Zhao Heng's eyes.

Ximen Qing pulled a chair and sat down in front of Zhao Heng, took a plate of freshly baked buns and chewed them: "It's very simple, for money! Prince Kong was characterized as a terrorist, and Zhou kicked him out of the camp. The agreement between Tang Silong and Prince Kong naturally expired."

"The clan association has invested more than 300 billion yuan."

Ximen Qing ate the buns in big mouthfuls: "At this time, he was no longer a hero who cut off his arm, but was annihilated and disintegrated. The clan association could only continue to walk one way to the end, but it would cost 250 billion to continue playing. It is unlikely that Zhou's family would lend money to the clan association."

He looked at the calendar and smiled: "Now there is only three weeks left before the deadline. Tang Silong, who is desperate, has no choice but to turn his mind back to the Tongminhui. When he went to Bastille Prison, he was probably talking about borrowing money, and the return was also related to Sun Xiaobei's innocence."

"rational!"

Zhao Heng took his eyes off the computer, then stood up and looked out the window: "It seems that it's a whole body to move. Prince Kong fled in a panic and was charged with terrorist crimes, so that the stressed clan relatives would completely stand on the edge of the abyss. Tang Silong is now in a hurry to seek medical treatment."

Zhao Heng knew that the clan association was at a dead end: "Even Sun Xiaobei who was imprisoned still wanted to extract value, but this was indeed a way. Tang Silong controlled Lao Fei, a key witness, which was equivalent to controlling Sun Xiaobei's fate, but he looked down on Sun Daping too much."

A sarcasm flashed across Zhao Heng's face and added without any comment: "A mere Sun Xiaobei wants to be stabbed to forget his grudges and help. He is a little whimsical. Compared to rescuing his daughter, Sun Daping would rather be a clan relative to the detachment and Old Sun can tell the difference."

"Sun Xiaobei can also see the essence."

Ximen Qing raised a clean tail finger and gently slid it on his phone twice: "So the two of them had a bad conversation in prison and ended in 15 minutes. According to the news from a prison guard, Tang Silong looked very ugly when he came out."

Zhao Heng did not have much emotional ups and downs, and then said lightly: "But I still have to find a way to ask about the content of their conversation. The clan will have reached the stage of life and death. I don't want it to get a chance to breathe again, so I must ensure that the clan will not be able to break the deadlock."

"rest assured!"

Ximen Qing stuffed half a bun: "I've always stared at Tang Silong." Then, he looked at Zhao Heng with a hint of confusion: "Brother Heng, I'm actually a little confused. The clan will have already invested 300 billion yuan, and it's basically impossible to crawl out of the trap. Why not kill Tang Silong as soon as possible?"

Before Zhao Heng could respond, a voice came from the door: "It's not much difficulty to kill Tang Silong now, but there is no need to take his life at this time. There are still three weeks left to ask him to raise more money and throw it into the pit. Wouldn't it be better to kill him in the last two days?"

Nan Chanting Buddha reached out to pat off a few drops of raindrops, then took a hot towel to wipe it: "And compared to killing him, wouldn't it be better to have the powerless torture now? As long as he is not fleeing from France, as long as he is not raised by his clan, he will live a few more days."

“It makes sense!”

Ximen Qing let out a hearty laugh, then sat upright and looked at Zhao Heng: "By the way, Brother Heng, I have spread my hands to chase Prince Kong, and also raided the six hiding places provided by Zhu Jiayan, but only killed more than a dozen responders. Prince Kong didn't see half of his hair."

Zhao Heng was not surprised by the investigation results. He watched Ximen Qing play a red cross at the hiding place revealed by Zhu Jiayan: "Zhu Jiayan said that she and Prince Kong are temporary partners and are coming to Paris to experience and grow up. She knows a lot of confidential things, but Prince Kong is not without reservation."

His fingers stroked through Prince Kong's photo, and his voice softly added: "He knew that Zhu Jiayan fell into our hands. For safety reasons, he did not go to the six hiding places, but instead went to places that Zhu Jiayan didn't know. If I guess it was good, he would be with the terrorists."

Zhao Heng obviously saw the situation of Prince Kong: "This is because he was injured and needed the protection of his companions. The most important thing is that he took huge risks to instigate terrorists to rob the poison gas bombs from the official hands. It was definitely not a political appeal, he must have made big moves."

"It's just that I haven't figured out his intentions yet."

Ximen Qing nodded in agreement, pulled a tissue to wipe his hands, then looked at Nan Nian Buddha, who was exhausted and said, "Mr. Nan, you have been missing for almost two days, and Prince Kong has been fleeing everywhere by us. How about? Have you found detailed information on terrorists?"

"They have more than a dozen gas tanks."

He joked, "If it is used to deal with us, it will be troublesome."

Nan Nianbu spread his hands and showed helplessness, and sighed and took over the topic: "It's still under investigation. It will probably take two days to get news. If Carlos would show me the body of the escort car and let me identify the method of attacking the seal cart, I might be able to lock in the identity of the terrorist as soon as possible."

He pulled a chair and sat down, poured a glass of milk himself: "It's a pity that for the sake of relations with France, we can only pretend to be deaf and dumb about this matter. We can't tell Carlos and the others that we know that the restricted area of ​​Land 8 is studying biological and chemical weapons that violate international conventions."

"We also know that a group of your poisonous gas was robbed by terrorists."

When Zhao Heng and Ximen Qing were also helpless, Nan Nian Buddha added softly on his face: "Once we take the stance of an insider, the French government will have a grudge against us, and maybe they will kill people to silence us, so they can only pretend to be deaf and act stupid and try to reduce our IQ."

Zhao Heng turned around and walked back to his previous position, with a light flashing in his eyes: "We can not expose the illegal behavior of the French government, but we must also see whether Carlos is tactful or not. If he dares to come out and stop me from killing Gutav, I will throw this chip to show off with him."

"Anyway, Gutav must die."

Zhao Heng did not surround the Prime Minister's Office yesterday. In addition to trying to divert the Fire Dragon's attention with one stone, the most important thing is that there are too many guards in the Prime Minister's Office, and he is not sure to break into it and take down Gutav, so he temporarily suppressed his murderous intent and allowed Gutav to live for two more days.

Nan Chanting Buddha's mouth curled a smile and spoke clearly: "In fact, with Carlos's current situation, he does not have much energy to deal with Gutav's life and death. After all, according to Zhu Jiayan's confession, that batch of poisonous gas is enough to kill a million people, and Paris will be filled with mourning in minutes."

He knew Carlos was walking on thin ice: "If Carlos didn't find it quickly and did not eliminate the danger, once the news exploded or the poisonous gas spreads, he would not only not be able to leave a name in history, but on the contrary, he would be a sinner throughout the ages, which would become a shame in French history."

"This is a fact."

Ximen Qing smiled: "If the poison gas is not solved, how can we protect Gutav? Although the guards were so cautious yesterday, Carros would drive Gutav away if they couldn't last two days. Maybe, Carros would be killed secretly by Carros, so that we would not pursue it."

Zhao Heng said lightly: "I hope so!"

After finishing breakfast and looking at the structural diagram, Zhao Heng looked at the information brought by Nan’s Buddhist chanting and Ximen Qing one by one, he stretched out to relax. When he got into the car, Zhao Heng thought of Sun Wen by chance, and just threw a sentence to Ye Changge: "Go to Sun’s Manor."

Ye Changge nodded and then drove away in a black car.

At this moment, Sun Wen was sitting in the study room of Sun's family, examining documents for Sun Daping. Sun Daping was old after all, and it was unrealistic to check each document. Maybe he would die of exhaustion on the desk, so Sun Wen checked the documents and informed Sun Daping of the key points.

Finally, Sun Taiping made a decision on the documents to ensure the normal operation of the Sun family and the People's Association. After the auction, Sun Wen, who had never paid much attention to the affairs of the People's Association, grew up overnight, calmed down and examined every boring document, and suppressed the emotions in her heart.

At this moment, whether it is Zhuo Chengwu who has hurt her or Zhao Heng who has hurt her, it is a passing cloud for Sun Wen. Although there is still a faint shadow in her heart, she knows that this is meaningless. Compared to letting the fellow people out of the quagmire, the love that has always been pursued is no longer important.

However, looking at the documents one by one, she began to understand the situation of the Sun family and the Tongminhui. She knew that the 150 billion yuan destroyed by her sister-in-law would cause huge damage to the entire organization and would not cause the Tongminhui to be destroyed. However, it was already damaged and many projects were stranded.

This delay gives competition.

In just one week, the Communist Party Association was snatched more than 100 orders, and the various losses were as high as 30 billion yuan, making Sun Wen start to worry about the future of the clan association and the Sun family. The idea of ​​asking for help from Zhao Heng flashed through her mind, but in the end she turned into a self-deprecating voice to eliminate the ridiculous thoughts.

What qualifications do you have to ask for help from Zhao Heng?

While she was feeling a little, five pictures poured into her cell phone. When she opened it, she saw that it was Sun Xiaobei's photo. Sun Wen was surprised. Then a voice came over again. Sun Wen put on her headphones and listened. Her sister-in-law's voice came clearly in her ears: "Wenwen, save me!"

"Young Master Tang can trust!"

Sun Wen's pupils instantly condensed.

PS: Thank you Brother Tuo for giving 10,000 Zhulang coins for your work. As always, I wish Brother Tuo’s godson to grow up quickly and be smart and smart.
Chapter completed!