"Get up, go to the airport." Qin Muyuan stood up, picked up his coat, patted Ji Zhengyu's shoulder, and walked out of the house first.
He has always been vigorous and resolute in his actions, and he will leave as soon as he says so
Ji Zhengyu was stunned and quickly followed out... The room quickly became quiet. No one noticed the cracks between the sofas. The mobile phone screen kept shining, but no one answered...
At the same time, China
"Kill Qin Qiaotian?" In the dim room, the man was playing military chess leisurely, half of his body hidden in the darkness, and his half-ruined face was also hidden.
He held the phone in one hand and the phone in the other, waiting for the person opposite to give him good news.
"Still...not sure." The subordinate on the opposite side stuttered a bit. He hesitated for a long time before giving an ambiguous answer.
"What does uncertainty mean?" The chess game suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and a cold voice came through the phone, "Are you dead, or not?"
"Our people have shot him, but... we haven't determined the extent of his injuries yet." The subordinate paused for two seconds, and then added, "His people transferred him from the hospital and protected us.
The last information that can be traced is that he was not out of danger when he was transferred."
The bullet hit the chest, and their snipers were all trained. It was a miracle that Qin Qiaotian could survive until he was transferred!
"Are you out of danger now?" He asked angrily, not wanting to hear unnecessary explanations, and his mutilated profile looked a bit ferocious because of this, "Are you dead now?"
"This..." The other party hesitated without answering.
"Useless thing!" He was angry, and he hung up the phone and threw the phone aside. He wanted to play chess, but his heart was filled with irritation. Finally, he suddenly flicked his sleeves and swung away all the chess pieces on the chess board.
…
Qin Qiaotian!
He's not dead yet...
If he couldn't kill Qin Qiaotian, his future would be over sooner or later! That young guy had eliminated many of his colleagues, and each of them had stories of committing crimes...
The unknown fire caused by the new official's appointment will burn him sooner or later!
If you don't get rid of him now, maybe he will be burned next time?
"Knock, knock, knock!" There were a few soft sounds on the door. A subordinate in military uniform pushed the door in and gave a straight military salute: "Commander!"
Looking at the chess pieces scattered on the ground, the subordinate paused, a little strange, but didn't ask anything.
"Yes." He nodded, rubbed his brows, and shifted from one annoying thing to another, "Have you found out the news about Tong Zhan?"
He was able to find customs records about Tong Zhan, confirming that he had returned to the country, but could not find any information about him after returning to the country, which even made people wonder if he died at the airport...
It has been twenty years, and his old enemy, the person who shaped his life, is finally back!
Twenty years of grievances and resentments, since everyone is unwilling to accept them, it is better to end them...
"He appeared in Qingdao three days ago." The subordinate held a report in his hand. There were only a few strokes on it, writing the tracked information. "The system showed that he had used his ID card."
"Qingdao?" Half of the face hidden in the darkness moved, evoking a chill, "This old man is really good at running..."
Back then, he tracked him all over China and finally let him abscond in Moscow.
Now, is history repeating itself again?
"What should we do next?" The subordinates didn't understand why the commander wanted so much personal information. They could only work patiently, investigate carefully, and then ask for instructions on the next step.
"Find Tong Zhan at all costs!" He said angrily, "You must bring him to me!"
"This... is a bit difficult." After all, Tong Zhan's hiding skills are top-notch. His subordinate paused and switched to another method, "I investigated this time and found out that Tong Zhan actually has a granddaughter who has always been well hidden. Recently, she
Discover"
"Granddaughter?" The man in the darkness squinted his eyes, then chuckled, "Then bring his granddaughter over! What does that girl look like?"
The subordinate immediately handed over Tong Yao's photo.
This was the first time that he saw Tong Yao's photo clearly instead of looking at that blurry image
The hand holding the photo couldn't help but tremble slightly: She... looks exactly like Tong Feng!
"Get her back..."
Moscow
Little did Tong Yao know that she had been targeted by someone thousands of miles away. She was running hard on the street and rushed to the villa.
Unsurprisingly, when she stumbled back to the villa in the snow, the house was silent and there was no sound of anyone.
She gritted her teeth, took out her mobile phone and dialed Qin Muyuan's number, but saw a faint light coming from the sofa, and her heart sank suddenly - he didn't bring his mobile phone! How could she find him?