Yancheng City Center, Chengguang Mansion.

When this place was first opened, it was also of style, and it was full of pavilions and towers, as if you had to whisper when you walked in. Unfortunately, the land was not outstanding and could not resist the "talking and laughing without great scholars, and the interaction was all playboys". Now, Chengguang Mansion has returned to its prototype - it is still a wine pond and a meat forest.

Under the age of the year, there are many guests here, and cars come and go, carrying batches of drunken tourists. The exaggerated lights sprayed into the night sky, making the stars and the moon dimly dim under the fireworks on earth. In an inconspicuous car on the corner of the street, Lang Qiao was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She shook her mind for a moment, and her forehead hit the steering wheel. Lang Qiao was so excited that she sat upright, and quickly took out her telescope and took out a telescope to take a look. Seeing that the car she was staring at was still there, she let out a sigh and took out a few mint candies from her pocket to refresh her mind.

When the person almost woke up again, his heartbeat would accelerate. Lang Qiao rubbed his eyes and chewed the mint candy. He felt that his disordered heartbeat was a bit long, and his heartbeat was so fast that she was choking. In the dark, it seemed like something had happened.

The phone was shocked, and Lang Qiao's eyes did not leave the car she was ordered to track, so she picked it up: "Hey, boss... Well, Zhang Ting seems to be taking sick leave for a while and has been recuperating at home. Zhang Donglai is still in Chengguang Mansion... Don't worry, I'm staring at him-"

She was halfway through her words, and was interrupted by her yawn: "After that's it, why do I have to stare at him? Boss, do you still doubt Director Zhang? Can't let me go over and stare at the main master? It also seems that I have something to do."

Luo Wenzhou was silent for a while, and his voice was a little reluctant: "No, it's too dangerous, and it's easy to alarm the snake."

Lang Qiao sucked the mint-smelling cold air with her lips and teeth: "Boss, do you really think there is something wrong with Director Zhang?"

Luo Wenzhou stopped making a sound, Lang Qiao felt a little strange, because Luo Wenzhou called her for something, and he rarely explained three sentences: "Hey? Hey? Can you still hear it? Which of us has bad signals?"

At this time, a burst of laughter came from the direction of Chengguang Mansion. Lang Qiao quickly looked over and saw Zhang Donglai hugging left and right surrounded by a large group of fancy girls, his legs were braided in a braid at any time. He walked in a manner like a Northeast Yangge.

"Zhang Donglai's grandson finally came out," Lang Qiao immediately woke up, and while starting the car, he whispered to Luo Wenzhou, "Boss, are you still here - by the way, is Xiaowu and the others going well? Has Yang Xin caught it?"

Luo Wenzhou said something, his voice drowned in the engine. The next moment, Lang Qiao's car suddenly rushed forward, and the front wheel rushed directly to the curb. She stopped suddenly with a sudden brake, and was slapped on the back of the seat by the seat belt.

Lang Qiao held the phone with one hand and the steering wheel with the other, and his eyes were still following Zhang Donglai at the door of Chengguang Mansion.

Zhang Donglai and a few older girls were very depressed and sticky for a while, and sent them all away. They sat on the small stone bench next to them sobered up and waited for a car, spraying a complete smoke ring into the night sky.

Lang Qiao, a hundred meters away, suddenly shook gently.

"What did you say..." She heard her voice seem to be coming from another place, and the exit instantly broke, "Boss, what did you say? You say it again, I didn't hear it clearly..."

"Lang Qiao." Luo Wenzhou called her in a deep voice.

Luo Wenzhou usually calls her either "Lang Er" or "Lang Da Yan" or "Er Qiao". He always calls her Daming name seriously whenever something big happens. Over time, she almost developed a conditioned reflex for her. When she heard that her full name came out of Luo Wenzhou's mouth, she wanted to cry.

"But why? Why!"

Tragedy often makes people feel unreal, and then they can't help but want to ask for a "so" to come, whether it's your own tragedy or someone else's.

It seems that in this way, you can get the lessons learned from the past to avoid bad things.

But it was going to rain, my mother was going to get married, and the flood washed away the ant nest - how could there be so many "whys"?

A car drove over from a distance, parked opposite Zhang Donglai, and two people got out of the car. This was a bit strange, because the driver would not drive his own car out to take on his life. Zhang Donglai seemed very surprised. He had a little bit of consciousness in the straits, and sat up with difficulty, and said something to the other party with a confused look on his face.

The visitor nodded, and then the two of them stood up and stuffed him into the car very respectfully.

"Someone... someone came to pick up Zhang Dong," Lang Qiao forced his attention back to his eyes. When his eyes changed, tears fell down, and her eyes were covered with tears, and they wiped the layers and then filled them. "Two people came, driving a black SUV, the license plate number was 'Yan bxxxxx'. One of them drove back the same way when they came, and the other came down to be a driver for Zhang Donglai."

Luo Wenzhou: "What kind of person?"

Lang Qiao was sobbing that she couldn't breathe. She lowered her head unbearably, and her pointed chin almost hit her chest. She said with difficulty: "Men, height... are obviously above 1.75 meters tall, strong and very vigilant. People like bodyguards - they are leaving."

"Don't chase!" Luo Wenzhou said immediately, "Have you put the eavesdropping and positioning in Zhang Donglai's car?"

"Let it go, but..." Lang Qiao's words were squeezed by the heavy nasal sound, "It's too hasty, I don't know if they will find out.

Luo Wenzhou asked again: "When Zhang Donglai went to Chengguang Mansion, did he also rush in and out?"

"No, he drove a few girls with him, and no one followed him except me."

"That's what happened tonight, which made them nervous." Luo Wenzhou pondered for a moment and whispered, "As long as you want, you can withdraw first and report the tracking information at any time. Yang Xin... The suspect Yang Xin and the others have been arrested and are on their way back to the Municipal Bureau. When will the Municipal Bureau see you?"

"Boss," Lang Qiao said softly, "I can't see Xiao Wu even if I go back to the city bureau, right?"

Luo Wenzhou was speechless.

"I got it, I will...I will handle it."

While crying, Lang Qiao turned the front of the car, hung up the phone, and turned on the positioning. She watched the small light spot representing Zhang Donglai being moving forward continuously. The noise sent back indicated that the eavesdropping device was still on the moving vehicle. The music on the car was ethereal and distant. Although no one said anything, she still pressed the recording.

The song from the eavesdropping device should be a traffic channel. The music was intermittent, and it was sometimes interrupted by small advertisements and time reports. Lang Qiao hung his headphones and walked through the smooth streets. He remembered that when she first came to work at the municipal bureau, everyone was a senior, and everyone was older than her. She came to work every day and walked from the gate to the office and called her brother and sister all the way. Finally, she came to Xiaowu, who joined the job a year later than her. She almost felt that she had a seniority and pressed Xiaowu's head to call him "sister". Later, she accidentally looked at his ID card and found out that Xiaowu was two months older than her and was an older "little brother".

But the older brothers have little fate with them, and they come and go in a hurry.

At this time, someone finally said the first sentence in the eavesdropping device. The driver was probably the one who spoke. He said to Zhang Dong: "Manager Zhang, wake up, you're almost home."

Zhang Donglai hummed and said vaguely: "Hmm? Where is this? Which home?"

The driver replied: "Dr. Zhang is here too."

"Damn," Zhang Donglai sat upright suddenly, "Who asked you to pull me to the old man? No... You just pulled me home and didn't discuss it with me. Brother, okay, do you dare to go home to see your dad when you become such a virtuous person?"

The driver said patiently: "This is what Mr. Zhang ordered. He said he hadn't seen you for a long time and missed you a little. It just so happened that something was happening at home. He knew that you were in Chengguang Mansion today, and smoking and drinking are indispensable for social engagements. Didn't you send me to pick you up?"

Zhang Donglai just got up and felt dizzy and wanted to vomit. He asked blankly, "Home? What's the matter at home?"

The driver politely smiled at him and said, "Then I don't know, you can go back and ask yourself - it's here."

The conversation in the eavesdropping device came to an abrupt end.

Lang Qiao turned his head and glanced at the location information of Zhang Donglai's car, and found that the address was exactly the mansion that the investigation team invited to the old Zhang Bureau, and immediately forwarded the information to Luo Wenzhou.

Zhang Donglai entered the house with a slight face and sniffed to his palms at the door. He felt that the alcohol was not too sensible, so he walked in slowly. As soon as he entered the door, he was stunned because he saw Zhang Ting playing with her mobile phone in the living room, with suitcases under her feet.

"Do you want to go out to play?" Zhang Donglai asked, "Who are you going with and where are you going?"

Zhang Ting was also stunned: "Don't you want to be with you?"

Zhang Donglai: "Ah?"

"When I went to study abroad, when I didn't want to go to work a while ago, my father told me that the language school had been contacted, and he also asked me to take you away."

Zhang Donglai was a little dizzy and held the door frame with one hand, feeling that he was indeed drunk and couldn't understand what Zhang Ting was saying. He was stunned for a moment, pinched his nose in confusion, and asked himself in confusion: "I want to go abroad?"

He felt that he had only been drunk 80% drunk, but suddenly he felt like he had drunk himself.

The next moment, Zhang Dong came back and forth: "Even if I go abroad, I can't study abroad. Is it easy for me to graduate from school for so many years? I finally 'released after being sentenced', so no one can try to stuff me back!"

"Where is Dad?" Before Zhang Ting could answer, Zhang Donglai suddenly stood up and went to take a blind eye to the door. "Dad, let me say something to you, why do you want to impose me as a military force again? What have I done recently?"

In the study, Zhang Chunjiu and Zhang Chunling were sitting opposite each other. Zhang Chunling sighed deeply as he listened to the shouting of his son outside. He suffered too much when he was young, and when he was his descendants, he always wanted to make more compensation: "I never let them get involved in these things. I always think about my grudges and hatreds in my life. I have lived enough life for a lifetime. The next generation should change and live a carefree and normal life. Am I wrong?"

Zhang Chunqiu didn't answer and put down the phone with a serious expression.

Zhang Chunling looked up and asked, "What?"

"There is a problem with the 'nail' that follows Su Cheng, and his trace is lost." Zhang Chunjiu said in a low voice.

Zhang Chunling looked ugly: "The nail has a problem again, who is it?"

"A woman, whose original name is 'Wei Lan', was collected by the people below from other places. It is said that she had killed someone and looked okay..."

"It's that person again," Zhang Chunling squeezed out a sentence from his teeth, "Didn't I tell you to be careful of him taking advantage of loopholes and try to use someone who knows the truth?"

Zhang Chunjiu couldn't answer the conversation. They came to this point today and grew into a giant entrenched in the darkness. They were not a small group of three or five people. How could anyone know the roots? Besides, what is "knowing the roots and knowing the roots"? Fan Siyuan has been dormant for nearly ten years, but who knows how deep he has penetrated.

Zhang Chunjiu changed his voice: "Since Su Cheng left his residence, he left my man twice. Fortunately, he found someone in advance and targeted the place where the car rental was rented. Unexpectedly, they encountered security check at the toll station entrance and abandoned the car and ran away."

Zhang Chunling asked coldly: "Didn't I ask you to deal with him as soon as possible?"

"Yes, I know, he ran too fast before, and didn't have time, and even the people sent to deal with him were lost. Brother, Su Cheng could not have such vigilance. Even if he had it, he wouldn't have such ability. I didn't expect that there would be such a dark spot under the light, that Wei Lan..."

Zhang Chunling interrupted him: "It's not that when you say this, don't panic. No one of you and I have personally contacted Su Cheng. They have always dealt with him in a shell company. What about the people who have contacted him?"

"They have all been transferred in a concentrated manner," Zhang Chunjiu said in a deep voice, "and Wei Lan's upper and lower line."

Zhang Chunling stood up and walked twice: "It's okay, don't scare yourself."

"I sent someone to deal with Zhou Huaijin last night, but it was not very good. The police came too fast. I didn't dare to reach out to the other side for a while. I was completely distorted," Zhang Chunjiu sighed, "Brother, I have a bad premonition."

The two looked at each other, and at this time, the door of the study was knocked again. This time, it was a very calm and restrained voice: "Dr. Zhang, it's me."

Zhang Donglai rolled around at the door of the study room and no one paid attention to him. At this moment, he was shocked to see the driver who pulled him back knocking on him and the door opened.

Zhang Donglai: "Dad! Second Uncle! What's the situation! I..."

Zhang Chunling stared at him coldly, and Zhang Donglai couldn't stop shouting. He stumbled for a while and whispered: "No, no one discussed with me. Why did I go abroad for nothing? I still have a job..."

Before the word "work" was finished, Zhang Chunling put the driver into the room with an expressionless face and slapped the son of Xiong outside the door again. Zhang Donglai raised his hand and wanted to smash the door again. He remembered Zhang Chunling's eyes just now, but he didn't dare.

Zhang Ting came behind him at some point and whispered: "Brother, is something wrong with our family?"

The pure and innocent brother and sister looked at each other.

In the study, the driver took out a wiretap from his pocket that had broken the battery: "Dr. Zhang, this was discovered from the young master's car."

Zhang Chunjiu just glanced at it and saw the source of the small eavesdropper: "For police."

Zhang Chunling's face suddenly sank: "You don't know if someone follows you?"

The driver quickly said, "Mr. Zhang, absolutely not. I won't be able to find out when I was being followed while driving!"

"What are the people below the building doing? Search for me around." Zhang Chunling frowned again and looked at Zhang Chunjiu, "What's going on? Didn't you say that your investigation has come to an end?"

"It shouldn't be the one from the investigation team," Zhang Chunjiu pondered for a moment. "If the people from the investigation team want to eavesdrop, they will just eavesdrop on me. They will not touch Donglaina unless--"

Unless the other party knows that Zhang Chunjiu is an extremely dangerous person, once the eavesdropping method is put on, it will immediately alert the enemy. If it is not done well, it will also compensate his wife and his troops, so it will turn to Zhang Donglai! Because descendants and grandchildren are all weak, once they have any trouble, they will definitely arrange the Zhang Donglai brothers and sisters first.

In the midst of lightning, Zhang Chunjiu and Zhang Chunling looked at each other. Zhang Chunjiu: "It may be Luo Wenzhou's people, don't drag it. Brother, I'll send the people who contacted Su Cheng and Donglai and others tonight. In addition, although Zhou Huaijin escaped yesterday, I guess he will not dare to stay in the country soon, so the same will be done with him there."

Zhang Chunling said to Zhang Chunjiu meaningfully: "We are also prepared for the worst,"

"Don't worry, look at the situation first, don't let yourself know." Zhang Chunjiu nodded, "The route to escape has been arranged, you can leave at any time!"

On the long winter night, some people cry, some people escape, and some people have uncertain future.

When the dawn had just revealed its head, Zhou Huaijin, who had not been asleep all night, and Zhang Donglai, who was knocked down by a drink, had already set off from different places and headed to the same country.

At the same time, fourteen suspects including Yang Xin, Zhu Feng were arrested from Xi Erjie and escorted back to the city bureau. The one who arrived in Yancheng at the same time was Xiao Wu, who had no time to close his eyes.
Chapter completed!