Ji Ruoxi quickly took action, across the table, to grab Pique's hand covering his face, and at the same time shouted: "Don't tell me you don't know where he is!"
Pique was still covering his face, thinking of some way to deal with this girl, who was also his employer.
Ji Ruoxi stretched out her hand again, "Tell me where he is and I'm going to see him!"
Pique stood up in shock and took his hands away, with an innocent look on his face, "I really don't know."
It looks uglier than crying.
"I know that everything about Mu Tian was planned by you and implemented by you." Ji Ruoxi shouted in a low voice with still sharp eyes.
"How do you know?"
"I forgot what I do, I will investigate!"
"Well, investigation? Did you know that Urban who just walked away is German?" Seeing Ji Ruoxi being so unruly, Pique came up with a plan, maybe he could get out some in-depth information about Urban.
"I know he is Germanic, but he is not a storm trooper, and there is no Hitler here. He does not persecute Jews. His clinic on Wusong Road is full of Jewish patients."
"What is his relationship with your father, Mr. Ji Fenglin? Are they just a doctor and a patient?" This time it was Pique's turn to become fierce.
"What can that be?"
"Your father is very familiar with Boss Jiang here, right?"
"I don't know. I have to go back and ask my dad."
"How many close friends does your dad have in Shanghai? Not many, right?"
"I haven't thought about it, what do you want?"
"Lu Pengzhi, Mr. Lu is probably on his not very long list."
"Uncle Lu? They have known each other for a long time, but they haven't been in contact for many years."
"Like this?"
"It's like this. It seems that when I was in junior high school, Uncle Lu had a big fight with my dad and left. Later I asked Uncle Lu why he didn't come to our house anymore, and my dad said he shouldn't stay in this house anymore.
Mention him."
"Why were they fighting?"
"I don't know either. I just heard them talk about this and that intermittently. I was still young at the time and couldn't understand what they were saying. They were just very fierce and scary."
Pique smiled sinisterly, picked up his hat and flicked it, "I'm sorry that the column has caused you trouble, and I would also like to thank Chief Writer Li for his generous help. However, you and your father should not try to hire Mr. Zhou to write it.
"My father's doctrine overlaps with Mr. Zhou's, but they are fundamentally different. Be careful if you get in trouble."
The style of this painting changed so fast that Ji Ruoxi didn't understand it for a moment and stared blankly at Pique standing up.
"I will still write the column, and I promise that it will not be delayed again. In addition, you and your father should not take Mr. Shu's idea. He is currently the top columnist. It is a pity that Mr. Shu's doctrine is different from that of your father.
The gap is even bigger." Pique said, put on his hat and tried to get up.
He had gotten the information he wanted, and now the important thing was to get rid of Mu Tian's troubles and the troubles Mu Tian caused.
"Piqué, shut up. I told you not to talk about doctrine! Why are you messing around with me? I want Mu Tian, where is he?!"
Piqué sat down again, took off his hat again, put it on the table, and pressed it with his hand. He glanced sharply around, not even Ouyang Hui who was opposite him.
Ouyang Hui had no idea why, but the moment she caught Pique's gaze, she couldn't help but tremble.
Piqué turned his attention to Ji Ruoxi, "Miss Ji, although this is not in line with the principles of my work. But I can tell you that everything about Mu Tian was indeed planned by me, mainly to trap the Japanese ronai Eiichi Kuai in exchange for my friends.
Colin, who is also a comrade-in-arms. I regret that he was sentenced, but it is also the lowest sentence within my capabilities."
Ji Ruoxi was speechless, her big eyes flickered, she held her forehead with both hands, looking like she was "willing to hear the details". Ouyang Hui looked incredulous.
"Yes, as you can imagine, I also arranged the place where Mu Tian will serve his sentence. However, it is a safe, comfortable place, and more importantly, it is the place he needs. He has been taken good care of."
"That……"
"Don't worry, listen to me, Miss Ji. The Urban who came just now has never treated me for appendicitis at all. This is the first time I have seen this doctor. He is your family's personal doctor, right?"
"Yeah. So what?"
"He also came to me to ask for someone, but it was another person, Duan Yaming, the person Mu Tian accidentally killed!" Pique's tone became more and more solemn. Ji Ruoxi took a breath.
"Killing someone? Mu Tian killed someone?!"
"Don't worry, I told you that he was killed by mistake. But the trouble is that this person is from Urban, which means he is probably also from your father's line!"
"Probably? You're not sure?"
"So I asked Urban about his relationship with your father."
Ji Ruoxi couldn't help but ponder, and Ouyang Hui was simply fascinated, as if listening to a bizarre story, completely immersed in the plot.
Ji Ruoxi suddenly put her hands in front of her eyes, "Don't make up stories for me," he said in a more serious tone, "I still want to know where Mu Tian is!"
"He's in safer hands."
Huang Zunzhen inspected the top floor. There were four policemen guarding each corner of the small building. Sentries were also arranged at both ends of Fuyouli to check the pedestrians coming in and out. Only the residents here were allowed in and out, and those doing business were not allowed.
The vendors and non-locals were blocked from the alleys, and their voices were also silenced.
He couldn't help but admire that Chandler was really good at managing the police. Everything was so orderly and satisfactory and executed so well. It was admirable and admirable.
This is a European castle-style building. In addition to the huge central transom on the top floor, it is surrounded by a platform more than one meter wide. The outer edge of the platform is also covered with thick crenelations about 60 centimeters high.
Huang Zunzhen walked around again and saw that the sentry downstairs had not changed at all, so he was completely relieved. He walked to the top of the small building door, where the Western patrol and the three Indian men he led were seen below.
The third patrol officer stood obediently in front of the door, motionless and full of energy.
decent.
The young master has succeeded and will be waiting for you immediately.
Thinking of this, Huang Zunqi couldn't help but cry with joy. His eyes burst into tears.
Thinking that he had gone through all the hardships and finally found the young master, and tried his best to imitate the method of controlling the force of the Malan Mountain Falcon clan to him, his wish was fulfilled, and his merits were fulfilled. If the young master obtains this method, he will definitely be able to revive Malan Mountain. The future can be promising
Expect.
However, although the force and the control of the force are already complete, how can the spiritual bloodline of Malanshan be sublimated based on the original foundation of the young master? This is far from being accomplished by telling a background story.
In fact, the most important thing for reviving Malan Mountain is to revitalize the spiritual blood of Malan Mountain. In such a world where people are feasting and feasting, only seeking profit, everything is about money, noisy and clamoring for innovation, and laughing at poverty but not at prostitution, the young master is so young.
, how can we not forget our original intention and hold on to it?
But what is the spirit of Malanshan?
With this thought in mind, he slowly walked down the attic and opened the front door. He stood under the porch and then walked to the street, looking at the bare door lintel and thinking deeply.
The government is like a scythe, and the foreign Ministry of Industry and Industry Bureau is no exception. Even if you hang a plaque on your small building, you still have to register and pay taxes and tribute. Hey, these leeks are so easy to harvest.
When he thought of the three words "Malan Mountain" on the plaque that was forced to be removed, Huang Zunqi couldn't help but trembled. Aren't these three words the spiritual blood of Malan Mountain? Ah?
At this time, he felt a breath coming out of the door and quickly spinning into an air ball above his head. The air ball expanded and immediately enveloped him.
Huang Zunzhen was involuntarily swollen by the air, rolling and jumping, and made gestures at the door lintel and the pillars on both sides.
The red sandalwood pillars on both sides are erected in a wild grass couplet, "The railings are high, the wind and clouds are fierce, the mountains are close to the mountains, and the stars and moon are sparse." A horizontal inscription on the lintel reads: "Success is coming soon."
The air ball disappeared suddenly, and Huang Zunzi fell down in front of the door. He was so surprised that the foreign patrolman on guard rushed forward to help him.