The man in the back seat was 200 pounds, and he occupied a whole row of people. He was in a strange accent and called people to talk wildly.

Some people usually speak loudly, and they yell when they call, and they always suspect that the cell phone signal cannot send his words out in time. The fat man has a strong breath and a loud voice, almost lifting the roof of the car. After finally roaring, the driver was already a little tinnitus and couldn't help but look at the fat man's guest in the rearview mirror, which just met the other person's gaze.

The driver quickly gave him a somewhat professional smile: "What business does sir do?"

"I used to start a mine in my hometown. Business was not easy to do in the past two years and it was closed. But a few brothers asked me to come here to get something else." The fat man moved on the seat with some discomfort, speaking Mandarin a little bit his tongue, "Your car is not good either. Can you drive a better next time? We used to go to that country... in that country, there are many big beards, and the cars coming from the hotel are all Rotterys - I can't even stretch my legs when I sit here."

The driver pretended not to understand his complaint and chuckled: "The cars are the same, and the company is equipped with them."

"Oh, the company's car," the man curled his lips, "It's different from ours. Those like us who do you are all in your car. If the company has something to do, they will run the company's work. They usually do private work, they will be responsible for their own profits and losses. They will pay insurance on a monthly basis. If they bump into it, they will be responsible for it."

The driver smiled politely without saying a word.

The guest in the back seat couldn't understand the face of the person, and still leaned forward and asked: "Then you are driving outside, who will scratch it? Will you pay for it?"

The driver was so fond of words like Jindi replied: "The company burdened."

The rich man in the back seat slapped his thighs and leaned back hard. The seat made a "cry" sound: "Why don't you make a fuck? If I encounter a sloping slope, I won't go around, just go straight up. No matter whether it's a tire blown or not, I usually drive it out to do private work by myself, and I will make an appointment with a customer. There is a place to reimburse the money for gas, and it's pure profit!"

After hearing this, the driver appreciated the quality of the domestic local wealthy, and finally couldn't help laughing: "The company also has a management system. We basically drive fixed cars when we come out and will maintain them regularly. If the fuel and maintenance fees are too high, we can see it at a glance and we have to be held accountable."

The man in the back seat said "Oh". He probably didn't really want to know the management system of the shuttle bus. He quickly started talking and guided Yancheng's urban planning across the air. Just as he was talking about the passionate place, he suddenly covered his stomach: "It's broken, master, how far is it from the driving range?"

"About fifteen minutes."

The fat guest gasped and shook it left and right for a while. It seemed like a frog was raised in his stomach that was ten months pregnant. He screamed and then a little "angry" came out. While "Ouch", the fat man looked around anxiously: "No, I can't help it. What am I eating... Please stop me on the roadside."

The guest didn't know what he had eaten, but the driver had already smelled his stomach and intestines and jumped twice on his forehead. He held his breath and said, "Sir, this is an viaduct."

The guest roared in the phone call: "I know it's a bridge, but you have to find a way to let me go!"

Not only did he speak, but his stomach also responded with a rumbling response. The driver couldn't help but hold his breath and couldn't bear it anymore. He found a place to turn around and get off the bridge. He just parked the car on the side of the road. The fat man in the back seat was like a biological and chemical weapon that was about to explode, and he couldn't wait to bounce out.

Fresh air rushed in from the open car door. The driver felt that his lungs were about to explode, so he got out of the car, lit a cigarette on the side of the road, and opened the doors and windows to wash the air in the car.

Until he finished smoking a cigarette, the unlucky guest had not returned. The driver felt a little cold and was about to turn around and return to the car when suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Before the driver could turn around, he was hit hard in the back of his neck unexpectedly. His eyes turned dark and he knew nothing.

When his consciousness returned, he found that he was blindfolded. Before he could fully wake up, he screamed in a shrill scream and pierced his ears without any obstruction. The driver was shocked and felt that his limbs were tied tightly and his mouth was stuck, and he couldn't help but struggle.

At this time, someone stepped on his back: "Be honest!"

The driver gasped. The man didn't know if he had practiced it. He put it on his waist, which made him numb half of his body. His face rubbed against the cold ground. He didn't know where he was at this time. The tip of his nose gently twitched, asking about the bloody smell that was hard to ignore, and a layer of cold sweat leaching from his back.

However, soon, the driver calmed down from his initial panic, and tried to curl himself into a ball and adjust his breathing - he knew that he had a positioning chip on his body, and he was an "old employee" for two or three years, and the company could not give up on him directly...

He welcomes and sends him every day and knows too much.

At this time, he heard another man's voice. It sounded very nice, with a little careless laziness, and seemed to have a smile on his face. He calmly ordered: "This man is just a minion, and it's useless to beat him to death. Don't hit him-see if there is any other entrapment on him."

"There is one in the inner bag of the work clothes, one in the sole of the left foot, one in the mobile phone and the intercom, and one in the belt buckle. Although the shield was opened all the way, they were all cleaned up for the sake of safety." The voice was familiar, and it was the fat man disguised as a guest!

This time, he couldn't hear any accent in his mouth. He was completely a native of Yancheng!

All the hidden trackers were spared, and the driver's heart sank.

Someone roughly tore away the tape on his mouth. The fat man asked, "On November 6, the car you drove today was pulled in Beiyuan. You said you were a dedicated person to take charge of the special car, so the driver that day should be you?"

"Ten...November?" The driver stuttered for a moment and said with a wry smile, "It's almost two months, who can remember this...? Brother, I see if there is any misunderstanding here?"

One hand gently hooked away the working card on his shirt, and the nice voice pronounced his name: "Sun Xin."

"Oh, yes, it's me." The driver raised his head in the voice and showed a pleasing smile, "You order."

"I know that your wife is a caddie in the Honeycomb's driving field and looks good. We have no grudges with her and don't plan to treat the girl like this, but you have to cooperate."

"Try it, I will cooperate, everything!"

"At noon on November 6th, you drove the car today to Longyun City in Beiyuan and picked up someone. The man was in his forties, a man with his head and tail hidden, wearing gloves, and a pair of squinted eyes-"

"Uh, this..." The driver quickly turned all kinds of thoughts, but he dragged the sound very long on his mouth, and seemed a little slow to react, "I, I have to think about it carefully, squint your eyes..."

But the other party didn't take his tricks, so he heard the nice voice saying, "I think this person is not very honest, so I take one of his arms off."

"wait……"

The driver had just spit out a word, but the latter suddenly changed into a scream. His entire arm was removed in a neat way, and he almost fainted from the pain. This did not count, and the other arm was immediately locked.

"etc……"

"Wait," said the fatal person just now, "Lao Lu, who made you really relieved?"

The driver was sweating all over, and he couldn't help but stumble, lying on the ground with difficulty, panting, feeling that he was about to be incontinent, so he continued to say slowly: "It's still safe to remove it, it's a waste of trouble. I see, I'll chop off the other arm so that he won't be afraid."

"That's an employee of our company!" the driver shouted out loudly in unbearable.

The surroundings became quiet, and even the screams that had been following me just now disappeared.

"That's...that's from our company. He said he had something to go to Longyun City. Ask, it's not convenient for us to send him a trip." The driver swallowed hard, his eyes kept spinning under the straps.

The fat man's hand was still pressing on his shoulder, and the tip of the machete was pressed against his chin: "What's your company's employee? What's his name? What's it?"

"Call Lulin," the driver said tremblingly, "It's an electrician, an electrician...what are you looking for him? Is it...what are you having any grudges with him?"

These people do things in a savage manner, unlike policemen.

As long as you are not a policeman, everything is easy to say.

The dislocated shoulder hurt so much that it hurts, but the driver's heart slightly relaxed.

He knew that there were dangerous people among the people he usually contacted. Unfortunately, it was normal to have a few enemies. Maybe he didn't pay attention when he went out and was targeted by his enemies. When encountering such a thing, the above request was to be "strict". If it was really endangered and could not hide it, then whoever caused the trouble would be given, but don't say extra words.

The man who said that he wanted to cut his arm seemed to bend down slightly and whispered: "Lu Lin - do you know his real name is Lu Guosheng? He had been involved in life lawsuits on his hands before, and it was not just a matter of time. Are you mingling with such a person?"

"No, I don't know, a few big brothers... No, boss, no matter what he has done before, this matter has nothing to do with me. We are just ordinary colleagues. I don't even know where his hometown is. How could he know what he did before?" The cold little knife slowly brushed along his neck and walked past his face. The driver felt the bridge of his nose itch, knowing that the blade was too sharp and shaved off his hair and eyebrows. He didn't dare to move, "I have... his phone number, or I can ask you out for him, don't, don't kill me..."

"You don't know his true identity," then another voice interrupted, as if he was the one who kicked him at the beginning, "Does he know your true identity?"

The driver was stunned at first, then froze.

"Your ID says that you are called 'Sun Xin', but it is actually a fake name and a fake certificate. Your real name is Sun Jiaxing, a native of G Sheng. He has been a criminal record because of fraud before. He has an old lady and a wife and children at home. The whole family thinks you worked hard in Yancheng to make money and work hard. I don't know that you are doing this business, nor do you know that you have found a little girl in her early twenties outside as a clan, and even told people that she is your wife, right?"

This time, the driver's face finally changed completely, his pale lips kept trembling, and a finger sounded in his ear. The cold phone came over, and a hesitant child voice came from inside: "Dad?"

Hearing this sound, the driver struggled wildly, but one hand blocked his mouth through a handkerchief.

In the earpiece, the child's breathing sounded like a woman with an accent called "Jiaxing".

The child said again: "Why don't dad speak? I miss dad..."

The phone was suddenly removed, and the person who kept talking slowly gave someone a command: "Children are so tender, try to give him some blood first."

The driver finally saw the coffin crying, wet the strips of cloth covering his eyes, and his hands that clamped him loosened unknowingly. While crying, he crawled towards the source of the sound like a flesh-worm. The top of his head hit something firmly. He didn't care, and followed the sound and rubbed under the leader's trousers, snatching the ground with his head: "Don't...Don't..."

A soft-soled leather shoe gently pushed away his head and stepped on his face and twisted it on the ground: "Mr. Sun, what's not good? I heard that the baby is in poor health, it's a 'in-heart'? It's really pitiful to parents all over the world. Listen to me, this child can't be raised. Give him a try and reincarnate as soon as possible. It's also a merit."

Sun Jiaxing leaned against the floor in despair - at the beginning, he was fooled by someone to go on the evil path by trying to treat his child and want to make more money.

Unfortunately, he was not lucky and had not earned money. The den was first dismissed by the police. Everything seemed to be worse. If he was sent to jail, even if he was not detained for a long time, he would not find a decent job after he came out. The child was about to undergo surgery, but the money for life-saving could not be saved enough. Unexpectedly, at this moment, someone told him through a lawyer that he would give him some money to his house. As long as he could do a job that required politeness for them after he was released from prison, he would give him a new identity and no one would know that he had a criminal record in the future.

He knew that pies would not fall from the sky, and those people would definitely have bad intentions, but the safety of his family was in the hands of the other party. He dared not be unfaithful. He knew that he was taking risks, but he might be involved one day.

In order to cover up, he even found a fake wife as a shield, so that even if he was implicated, he would not be able to implicate his real relatives... The other party once promised him that his fake identity was perfect, and that unless the policeman had to investigate, no one could see the flaws.

But why...why...

"I said, I said everything - he... Lu Lin... Lu Guosheng, I made an appointment with me a day in advance and said I was going to meet customers in Longyun City. Where were they going? They should have reported to the company in advance and the company arranged a pick-up and drop-off, but he... he didn't pass by and contacted me privately."

"He uses your car privately?"

"Yes, he is indeed a 'electrician' in name in the company. He has an employee card. He calls it that to the outside world. Every time he goes out, he has to go to the 'Honeycomb' first. He wants to apply for a car, and when he comes back, he has to go to the 'Honeycomb' again... In this way, if someone is targeted outside, or causes trouble, someone will chase him, and at most he will go to the 'Honeycomb', and no one will find out where he lives... I have been in contact with him for a long time, and gradually have some friendship. He often asks me to drive him out in private... Let it go, let it go, etc."

In other words, the hive is a "firewall".

The "Louvre" back then was probably one of the dens for "they" to raise wanted criminals, but there was a mistake in the middle and almost found it by Gu Zhao following the clues. Later, "they" may have gained a memory and used the "beehive" positioning very similar to the "Louvre" as a guise. If someone investigated it, they would only be able to find this layer in a short time. Once there was a turmoil, it would be enough for them to transfer!

"Where is Lu Guosheng living?"

"I don't know," the driver noticed that the person who was asking seemed dissatisfied with the answer. He raised his legs and wanted to leave. He rolled and crawled and stopped him with his body, and said in despair, "I really don't know. This is a secret. We dare not inquire casually. Please don't touch my wife and children..."

Luo Wenzhou and Fei Du exchanged glances in the dark and cold basement. Fei Du reached out to pat the fat man on the shoulder and walked out one after another with him.

"Fortunately, I didn't rashly break into the 'beehive'," Luo Wenzhou breathed out a breath of turbid air. The place where the interrogation was in Feidu's thrilling basement. The air inside was suppressed. He paused and said, "This time I violated more than one rule. If I can't catch anyone, I'm afraid I can't get through one or two inspections. If I can't do it, I can't make it happen. Maybe I have to sell myself for a living. Uncle, do you think I'm okay with this appearance?"

Fei Du looked him up and down, and his eyes looked like the tongue of a large cat. A layer of barbs licked his clothes into garlic. Luo Wenzhou couldn't stand it and raised his hand to block his gaze: "Hey, it's not sold yet, please pay attention to your quality."

Fei Du laughed and was about to say something, but his phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and then listened to a few words, his face changed.

"Mr. Fei, the management of the hive is too strict. You must grasp the driver's movements at any time. The tracker on the person you caught suddenly disappeared from contact, and they seemed to have noticed it."

Fei Du said in a deep voice: "I understand, be careful, you can leave first."

In the afternoon, the municipal bureau is more lively than the vegetable market.

Director Lu's hair, which had only a few left, became increasingly scarce. He took Tao Ran to the office, slapped the table and shouted at him: "You are all unorganized and undisciplined, Tao Ran, tell the truth... What did that boy Luo Wenzhou do? Why didn't he answer the phone?"

Tao Ran rolled out of the bird's nest with a head on the narrow bed in the study, with an innocent look of confusion: "I don't know, he doesn't answer my phone."

"I have spent such a big mess, and I will lose contact if I say I lose contact..." Before Director Lu finished speaking, he heard screams crying and screaming from outside.

"Why should I hold my son? Who gave you the rights? I sue you for infringing on the personal rights of citizens!"

"What's wrong with my daughter? Is there any explanation now? I said, even if the girl was so angry, that's still a boy's business. What does it have to do with us?"

"Where are your leaders? I want to talk to your leaders. Who are you? Do you know who I am..."

Director Lu took a deep breath, glared at Tao Ran fiercely, took a leap and walked out, kicked open the door of the small conference room that was temporarily released for the parents, and slapped the door heavily on the door panel: "This is the Public Security Bureau. Calling you over is for investigation, why are you arguing!"

There was a silence in the conference room.

The man who had just roared the highest expression slowed down, looked at the body language and expression of the Lu Bureau, and could roughly infer his identity. He immediately became polite: "You are..."

Lu Youliang glanced at him and heard that this was the one who shouted "What are you?" and immediately ignored him, grabbed Tao Ran's shoulder with his hand, and threw him into a group of parents who were eyeing him like a chicken: "This is the deputy team of our Criminal Investigation Brigade. He is the person in charge. If you have any questions, you can ask him to react. Whoever makes a fuss will be treated as endangering public safety!"

Tao Ran: “…”

At this moment, the surveillance monitor in the corner of the conference room suddenly turned gently, swept around the people in the room, and finally landed on Wei Zhanhong in the corner.
Chapter completed!