With so many people criticizing, it is impossible for the staff to cause public outrage even if the matter is ignored at this time.
So the old police officer straightened up his face and said to the brainless woman: "Who he is, we will find out after investigation. If he is not a terrorist, we will not make things difficult for him." As he said,
He coolly took Jiuzawa Huangshan to the studio in front. When the woman saw that she was even taken away after revealing her identity, she shouted and followed him: "You will regret it. You are all waiting to be fired. I will definitely not
Let you go..."
"Sir, please sit down. This happened because we didn't do our job properly..." A flight attendant looked at the yelling woman with contempt and said to Lin Mo apologetically.
"It's okay, it's okay. This is none of your business. He wanted to hit me without notifying you in advance." Lin Mo said quickly. Sometimes, Lin Mo is still a good person and doesn't want to embarrass the staff on the plane, and he knows it very well.
, in the end, although the old policeman chose to take Jiuzawa Huangshan away, his job might really be over after he returns.
Lin Mo sat down. Seeing that he was so easy to talk to, the beautiful flight attendant smiled at him with gratitude in her eyes, and then left, but soon poured two more Cokes and brought them to Lin Mo and Liu Mei.
The discordant conflict finally came to an end. Kuze Huangshan, who was taken away, and the woman who followed him never returned to their seats.
Lin Mo could guess that they were not imprisoned, but were treated like uncles by the staff on board. He believed that what the woman said was true. The man had a good background. With such an identity,
Of course, the staff on board did not dare to offend.
It seemed that the staff on the plane were very spineless. But Lin Mo did not despise them, because when the pension and relief system was not perfect, spine was really worthless compared to jobs.
"Just let that guy go like this?"
When Lin Mo sat down, Liu Bian gently leaned on Lin Mo's shoulder and asked in a low voice.
"I'm a good person." Lin Mo closed his eyes.
Liu's brows couldn't help but raise, he was very contemptuous, extremely contemptuous. Are you a good person? Then I am the Holy Mother!
The plane flew quickly towards Tokyo, directly to Tokyo International Airport.
"Sir, what the woman said is true. The man's name is Kuzawa Arasan and the woman's name is Koyama Satoshi. You have offended them. Please be careful in Tokyo."
When Lin Mo and Liu Mei were holding their arms and preparing to walk out of the cabin, suddenly, the stewardess who had apologized to them before and then brought them Cokes suddenly spoke very quickly and in a very low voice.
Lin Mo and Liu Mei looked at her differently, both of them smiled slightly, and then Lin Mo smiled and said: "You are a good person."
The flight attendant also smiled slightly, and then turned around to go about her business. In doing so, she had actually taken a risk. If Kuze Huangshan and Xiaoshan Satoshi, who had changed his name and didn't even want his ancestors, knew about it, she would be in big trouble.
.
So Lin Mo sincerely praised her as a good person.
When Lin Mo and Liu Mei were walking to the airport gate, several giants gathered in a courtyard of the Song family in Yanjing, China, and the topic of discussion was about Lin Mo.
As the person in charge of the Song family's arrangements in southern Guangdong, Song Wenshu was captured, and where he was imprisoned, the Song family had no way of knowing. Song Wenshu's illegitimate son and only son Song Minghao disappeared, and the Song family sent him to pick him up.
All the people who returned to Yanjing from Song Minghao were killed.
And all this is just because of a young man, a young man named Lin Mo!
Lin Mo, the abandoned son of the Lin family who was previously ignored by others, has now become the focus of the Song family's attention. Strictly speaking, he has become a major concern of the Song family, a blood feud and a sworn enemy.
The Song family is one of the five major families in Yanjing. No one doubts this, and it is a recognized status.
In the courtyard where Song Liming, the head of the Song family, lives, when several senior members of the Song family come over to drink tea, it means they come to relax and enjoy a comfortable life.
But now, none of these high-level officials are relaxed or at all comfortable. The best tea they drink in China no longer has the same taste as before, and some of it is just dry and hard to swallow.
"Is the matter settled?"
After Song Liming took a sip of tea, he glanced at the top executives of the Song family who were absolutely in power in front of him, and asked as calmly as possible.
As the head of the family, you must have the courage, mind and wisdom to remain calm even when the earth is shattering. Now he is also very angry. The loss of Song Wenshu means that the Song family's many years of operations in the southern Guangdong region are facing collapse and all previous efforts are being wasted.
, however, he cannot express his inner anger by showing extreme anger like others.
"It's confirmed, it was indeed Lin Moxia's hand. Minghao... Minghao was thrown off the cliff..." A middle-aged senior executive of the Song family who was only thirty-four or five years old stopped here, with a sad look on his face.
, and other people's faces became even more serious. If they were thrown off the cliff, they would be shattered into pieces!
"Ruhu, don't worry about us, just finish talking." Song Liming
"Um."
Song Ruhu, who can be said to be the youngest absolute high-level figure in the Song family, is in charge of the intelligence work of the Song family. After lightly nodding his head, he said: "There is one thing that I think needs to be said here, that is, our people are
When we were looking for Minghao, a large number of police officers came over and almost discovered our people."
"There are actually a large number of police? Could they have come to arrest Lin Mo after receiving the news that Lin Mo was chasing Ming Hao?" said a man in his fifties next to him. His name is Song Liqing, and he is Song Liming's younger brother.
, is the third person in the Song family.
The number one figure in the Song family is not Song Liming, the current head of the family, but Song Dazhi, the old man of the Song family, but many people also call him Song's natural enemy. Song's natural enemy is as his name suggests, and he has great ambitions. He only relied on his bravery in the past to fight.
Courage has built the Song family into one of the five major families today.
The number two figure is, of course, the current head of the family, Song Liming. He and Song Liqing are the sons of Song's natural enemy, the only two sons.
"It's possible, after all, the clerk is the director of the city bureau..." But halfway through, Song Ruhu shook his head and denied his statement: "Lin Mo is not an easy boy now. Everyone knows about killing Jiang Shaolong, but he actually
There is nothing wrong at all. Anyone who is not a fool knows that there must be a big shot behind this kid, so it is impossible for those people from the Dapeng Municipal Bureau to help the clerk... But now I don’t know if the Lin family is secretly involved."
"It's possible that we are all careless. The Lin family has never been at odds with us. How could we watch our strength in southern Guangdong grow day by day? Lin Moming is an abandoned son, and he is actually their trump card in Dapeng City!
Our carelessness caused a big loss today..." Song Liming sighed softly, then his face darkened: "Where is Lin Mo now?"
"He took a plane to Tokyo." Song Ruhu said. It must be said that the Song family's intelligence work is really powerful, and they even found out where Lin Mo went.
"Going to Tokyo? Why is he going to Tokyo? Who is he going with?" Song Liming frowned, but his eyes flashed coldly, and he made a decisive decision, "Does this mean that his life should be cut off? No matter who he goes with, Ruhu, you should do it right away.
Contact Xiaodao, doesn’t he want to go to Tokyo too? Let him keep Lin Mo in Tokyo forever.”