The member of the Kallet organization who was responsible for bringing Mu Shaopeng over saw Mu Shaopeng entering, so he reached out and closed the door, muttering to himself while closing the door.
"What a softie."
Mu Shaopeng had no time to worry about other people's ridicule at this moment. He looked at the bright hall. He often went in and out of such luxurious occasions in Jiangdong City, but for some reason, he felt that the lights here were a little too dazzling.
Eye pain.
As soon as he reached the center of the hall, Mu Shaopeng stopped.
Mu Shaopeng just stood blankly in the middle of the hall, which was still more than ten meters away from where Bai Mian was sitting. There was nothing around him, and it looked very funny.
Bai Mian could tell at a glance that Mu Shaopeng was a typical playboy.
But since he was the representative of the Fang family assigned by the superiors, Bai Mian still forced himself to be more patient.
"Young Master Fang, what are you doing standing there? Come and sit."
Bai Mian stretched out his left hand and pointed to the sofa prepared for Mu Shaopeng on his left.
Mu Shaopeng took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He moved his legs as if they were filled with lead, and slowly walked to Bai Mian's right side, nodded, and then sat down.
"Young Master Fang, there is no need to be restrained. Mr. Fang Shicheng has already reached a cooperative relationship with us. We invite you here today to discuss the specific plan."
After Bai Mian finished speaking, he began to introduce himself.
"My name is Bai Mian, and this person next to me is the God of Death."
Mu Shaopeng nodded. He saw that the God of Death sitting opposite him was a young man in military uniform. Compared with the fierce and evil men with guns outside, he was much kinder. However, the man named Bai Mian who greeted him, Mu Shaopeng,
Peng looked at it and found it difficult to accept it for a while.
He always felt that the smiling white mask Bai Mian was wearing was very strange.
Mu Shaopeng also noticed that there were many wounds on Bai Mian's arms under Bai Mian's rolled-up sleeves. The skin seemed to be crumpled into a ball and full of wrinkles, which was very scary.
But Mu Shaopeng knew that he couldn't show his fear towards Bai Mian, so he tried his best to behave normally and greeted Bai Mian and the God of Death.
"Mr. White Face, Mr. Death. Very, nice to meet you."
Although he repeatedly warned himself not to be afraid, not to be afraid, the tone of Mu Shaopeng's words still revealed his true inner emotions.
Bai Mian could tell at a glance that Mu Shaopeng was frightened by his appearance.
But for a useless playboy like Mu Shaopeng, Bai Mian didn't bother to argue with him. If it weren't for the request from above, he wouldn't discuss with such a person how to kidnap Mu Binglan and how to get rid of Luo Chen.
Bai Mian waved his hand, and the Kallet members standing beside him understood and served Mu Shaopeng tea.
"Haha, don't be afraid, Mr. Fang."
Mu Shaopeng held the tea cup with both hands and forced a smile.
"I'm not afraid, it's just... I just got here and I'm not used to it. Mr. Bai Mian, please don't mind."
Mu Shaopeng even felt that it would take a lot of courage for him to finish a complete sentence.
Bai Mian smiled and nodded.
"Everyone's time is precious. I don't think we should beat around the bush anymore and just get down to business."
Mu Shaopeng picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The hot tea made him feel more energetic.
"Mr. Bai Mian, please tell me."
"Before we agree on a plan, I would like to learn some information from Fang Shao."
"If you have anything you want to ask, Mr. Bai Mian, just ask."
"You must be very familiar with these questions, Mr. Fang. Don't be nervous. I just want to ask some things about Mu Binglan and Luo Chen."
He put his white-faced index finger on the table and slowly drew a circle. The eyes under his mask were staring at Mu Shaopeng. Mu Shaopeng felt a chill down his spine as he looked at it.
"Master Fang, please tell me the daily action arrangements of Luo Chen and Mu Binglan. It would be best if you can be more specific."
Mu Shaopeng nodded and thought hard before speaking to Bai Mian.
"Mu, Mu Binglan came to England to discuss acquisitions with the Vista Group. Therefore, on weekdays, she would basically have meetings at the headquarters of the Vista Group. According to my observation, she would arrive from Colin before nine o'clock in the morning.
Departing from the West Asia Hotel, we will return to the hotel very late at night, the specific time is uncertain.”
After Mu Shaopeng finished speaking, Bai Mian opened his mouth to ask questions.
"Mu Binglan and Luo Chen both stay at the Corinthia Hotel?"
"Yes, yes. Both of them, both, are staying at the Corinthia Hotel."
Bai Mian then asked him.
"What about Luo Chen? What does he do every day? Is he always following Mu Binglan?"
Mu Shaopeng immediately shook his head.
"No, it's not. Luo Chen, he takes Mu Binglan to the headquarters of Vista Group every day, but I don't know what he does the rest of the time. But when Mu Binglan has nothing to do, he and Luo Chen
Stay together."
Bai Mian nodded, sorting out the clues he got from Mu Shaopeng in his mind.
Seeing that Bai Mian didn't say anything for a while, Mu Shaopeng mustered up the courage to ask him.
"Bai, Mr. Baimian, what are you going to do?"
Bai Mian raised his head and turned his masked face to Mu Shaopeng.
Mu Shaopeng resisted the discomfort in his heart, resisted the urge to turn away, and stared blankly at the strange mask Bai Mian wore on his face.
"Master Fang, I think you know Luo Chen better than we do. He is not easy to deal with. If he stays with Mu Binglan all the time, it will be difficult for our people to kidnap Mu Binglan."
Mu Shaopeng was a little anxious. He thought that Bai Mian would have made a plan and that he would just go through the motions, but now he found that even Bai Mian himself didn't seem to have any idea.
"What should we do?"
Bai Mian raised his hand to signal Mu Shaopeng to calm down.
"Luo Chen's weakness is Mu Binglan. As long as we can catch Mu Binglan, we can force Luo Chen to submit."
Mu Shaopeng thought to himself, I know this too, but what should I do?
"Luo Chen is very vigilant. He must have been secretly protecting Mu Binglan. We can't take action rashly, otherwise if we alert the snake and let them return to Jiangdong City, the result will be even worse. We must be absolutely sure.
Only then can we take action to catch Mu Binglan."
"How, how can we be completely sure?"
"I haven't figured out what to do yet. Mr. Fang, do you have any good suggestions?"
When Mu Shaopeng saw Bai Mian, he threw this difficult problem to himself and shook his head quickly.
"I, I don't even know what to do. But Mr. Bai Mian, you should make the arrangements."
"In this case, we have to discuss this matter in the long term. It's getting late. Mr. Fang, just rest in the manor for one night. I will definitely come up with a detailed plan tomorrow."
At this moment, Mu Shaopeng was under the roof, and he did not dare to have any objections to Bai Mian's decision.
After Mu Shaopeng was taken to the room to rest, Bai Mian stood up, paced back and forth with his hands behind his hands, and sighed with some regret.
"I never expected that the mysterious person next to Yu Wenjie would be Luo Chen! If we had known this, we should have taken the opportunity to send people to arrest Mu Binglan. What a pity."
The God of Death also stood up at this time and spoke in a solemn voice.
"Then Mr. White Face, what are you going to do next?"
Bai Mian stood still and looked into the distance, his eyes under the mask full of murderous intent.