Yang Bo has an average education, insufficient qualifications, and an ordinary background. Apart from being a little clever and looking pretty, he has nothing else to be outstanding. Why can he climb to the current position of Zhou at a young age?

Generally speaking, there are only two answers to this kind of question - this person is either the "prince" or "Daji".

But Yang Bo is obviously not the ordinary situation.

Luo Wenzhou immediately asked: "Who was the deceased at that time? What does it have to do with Zhou?"

"This is exactly the most puzzled thing," said Fei Du. "The one who was hit at that time was a seven-seat business car with five drivers on it, four dead and one injured. The location was in a prefecture-level city in T Province. Several of them were white-collar workers from a local real estate investment company. On the day of the car accident, they went to the district government to submit a project to the company's bidding project. Zhou did not participate in the bidding. Several of the dead were in public or private, and they had nothing to do with Zhou."

Unable to find a personal grudge, he had to consider the vested interests. So Luo Wenzhou pondered for a moment and asked: "Who took away the project they bid for in the end?"

"As a result of an accident in the entire team, the local company gave up the opportunity at that time, and the project was taken away by an unknown small company. You didn't know if you said it," Fei Du paused, "but I can provide you with another useful information."

Luo Wenzhou was obedient and could have felt from the lines that the wings around him that he had to be honest for a moment might have to flap his wings, so he stretched out his hand and tightened his belt, cleared his throat, and pretended to say: "Although it may be a little lagging, I can definitely find what you can find-but I decided to listen to your improper request first and say."

"You need to answer me a question," Fei Du paused and added, "of course it's a private question."

Luo Wenzhou raised his eyebrows eight feet tall and said to himself: "Am I the kind of person who sells my personal privacy for work?"

This question is such a point-giving question. Luo Wenzhou came up with the answer in just three seconds. He said decisively: "The deal is completed."

"If you check the accounts of this small company, you will find that it has a large debt. If it cannot be paid back when it is due, the equity of the company used for mortgage will be repaid to the creditors - simply put, it is equivalent to having an invisible shareholder, and this shareholder happens to be called the 'Guangyao Fund'." Fei Du turned into the auxiliary road, and the hotel building where Yang Bo settled was already close. "Do you still have an impression of this name?"

Luo Wenzhou frowned tightly. He felt that he had heard of this name. However, the information he came into contact with in daily life was too complicated and it was difficult to sort out for a while.

Fei Du drove into the hotel area big and lazily because his car was too eye-catching. Everyone who saw this car was paying attention to the car logo, but it was an alternative and unattractive one.

Luo Wenzhou lowered his head and checked "Guangyao Fund" with his mobile phone. There was not much information. This company probably didn't like to promote it everywhere. There was only a link to the company's website. The website was designed very well. Luo Wenzhou hurriedly looked over the lengthy corporate culture introduction. Suddenly, he saw the trademark of Guangyao Fund.

Luo Wenzhou suddenly raised his head—

Fei Du lowered the speed of the car and added calmly: "I remember it, the place where Xu Wenchao threw the body - the coastal area that had not been developed is theirs. Isn't it a coincidence?"

"Baby," Luo Wenzhou whispered for a while, "Your statement is a bit terrifying."

The shopping mall is like a battlefield, and the changes are as easy as the situation. The rift between partners who were originally so good that they could wear pairs of pants gradually arises, either they could not share hardships or enjoy the same thing. In the end, they parted in the bag and parted in the stalls. Zhou Junmao and Zheng Kaifeng are simply model partners. They are both in a foreign country and support each other. One has the kindness of knowing each other, and the other has a life to repay. With this introduction, they can simply make a legendary movie.

But now it seems that behind this "legend" is obviously not "same-minded" or "like-minded".

It is "in conspiracy with the flow".

Thirty-eight years ago, Zhou Junmao seduced his eldest brother's wife, and his eldest brother Zhou Yahou died of a heart attack and handed over his family and career. The cause of his death has become a mystery.

Coincidentally, twenty-one years ago, the Zhou family entered mainland China. The process was extremely smooth, without a slight in adapting to the local conditions. The stumbling blocking their acquisition of the national license plate had already been knocked away by a car. The huge market was waiting for unremitting development and conquest. In comparison, what was the Dong Gan and his wife who were unfortunately involved in it?

How many cases will there be like this? How many people are there for the life lawsuits of famous overseas Chinese who are enthusiastic about public welfare?

No one knows it yet.

Zhou Junmao and Zheng Kaifeng are a pair of golden partners who "turn on the chessboard" and "open the plug-in". When they trampled on the laws and rules again and again, and got what they wanted smoothly, and it was tried and tested, this feeling of invincibility will undoubtedly be addictive.

Finally, maybe it was the time ripe, or maybe it was forced by some situation, this indestructible alliance collapsed from the inside and officially entered the era of "fighting with each other".

So... what kind of role does Yang Bo, who has a suspicious life experience, play in it?

"I really want you to fulfill your obligations and answer my questions," Fei Du suddenly said, "but... I think the car in front doesn't seem to be very right."

Luo Wenzhou looked along his gaze and saw a truck with a huge fresh food sign in the direction of them at three o'clock. He quietly circled around the hotel for a few times, and finally drove to the hotel's underground parking lot.

"This time, the management staff should get off work. Who will pick up the goods after delivery? Many things are kept overnight. If they are not handled properly, tomorrow will not be new." Fei Du whispered, "And if I remember correctly, this high-end transportation cold chain should be owned by Zhou."

Luo Wenzhou's original idea was that Zheng Kaifeng took a fancy to Yang Bo, a young boy who was nothing. There must be some connection between them. He can follow the clues through Yang Bo, but he didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains!

Luo Wenzhou: "Wait, is it possible that Zheng Kaifeng himself is in that car?"

Fei Du shrugged slightly.

Luo Wenzhou: "Come on."

Fei Du kept a certain distance and carefully turned around the other side of the underground parking lot. The security guard on duty hurried out and stopped him: "Sorry, this is the garage exit, you need..."

The car window slowly shook down, and a policeman's work permit lit up.

The duty officer was stunned and saw the long-haired man in the driver's seat turn his head and bent his eyes at him with a smile, with an index finger on his lips: "Shhh--"

Yang Bo is not like Zheng Kaifeng. During the investigation of Zhou Huaijin's kidnapping case, he was obviously under key care. The downstairs of the hotel where he was staying, around, and even in the hotel, were infiltrated and watching him, so that the bureau would find someone at any time when he asked him for a question.

For several days, Yang Bo has been tossed by the police, the media, and himself. He can't eat well and can't sleep. When he closes his eyes, he thinks of the paternity test report that once made him feel mixed feelings, but now he can't wait to see him never existed.

When he got the report, he was unbelievable at first - he couldn't believe that his mother had indeed betrayed the family. After being shocked, he couldn't help but feel that he had become the prince in trouble in the story in an instant, and his internal organs seemed to be made of different materials, and he was wandering when walking for several days in a row.

He, Yang Bo, an ordinary man who grew up in the market, is Zhou Junmao's son and Zheng Kaifeng's apprentice. Both Zhou family members took good care of him. Isn't it just one step away from reaching the sky?

However, things in the world are unpredictable, and Yang Bo still can't figure out how things have developed to this point.

And now, before he could come back to his senses from a series of blows, the mad dog Zhou Huaixin who shouted at him every day was dead.

Yang Bo lay heavily on the big bed in the hotel, covering his face with both hands, and touching the stubble that he had no time to clean up. He turned on the push message on his phone and saw blood on the screen at a glance. There was no mosaic on the photo of Zhou Huaixin's assassination on the Internet.

Yang Bo felt that he should have been happy, but at this time he was a little panicked and disgusted.

At this time, his cell phone vibrated. It was a number from an unknown source. He picked it up in a depressing way: "Hey..."

"It's me," Zheng Kaifeng's familiar voice came from the other side of the phone, "Are you still in the 'Xiang Palace' Hotel?"

Yang Bo heard the tense emotions from his voice for no reason and suddenly sat up: "...I'm here, Mr. Zheng, you have..."

Zheng Kaifeng interrupted him in panic: "Get down, be careful to avoid the police who are following you, come to the underground parking lot to see me, and I will send you the license plate number."

"Zheng..."

Yang Bo, who was inexplicably not able to say something, was dead there.

He was stunned for a moment while standing there, not knowing what was going on, and was at a loss. Then, he received several messages on his mobile phone. The first one was the license plate number, followed by a few photos. The photo was followed by the note: "These are police officers who follow you, be careful!"

Yang Bo instantly broke out in cold sweat and his hands were a little trembling. He barely calmed down, took a deep breath, changed into a sportswear, picked up his cell phone and wallet and walked out, pretending to go to the hotel gym to run at night.

As soon as the door was opened, a male waiter who was pushing a cart raised his hand and was about to knock on his door, and met Yang Bo.

The waiter was not embarrassed at all and greeted him with a smile: "Sir, go and exercise? Do you need room service in the hotel?"

Yang Bo glanced around the person's face, and at that time he felt a chill climbing up the back of his neck along the tailbone - this man was one of the few policemen in the photo!

He looked pale and shook his head stiffly: "No, thank you."

This sentence almost exhausted all his strength. After Yang Bo finished speaking, he subconsciously lowered his head and immediately locked the door and walked away.

"Waitress" spoke again: "Wait, sir."

Yang Bo's ridge suddenly stiffened and his breathing paused.

The "note" disguised as a waiter said softly: "Don't forget to take your room card away."

Yang Bo's heart was beating so hard that he was about to leave his body. He pulled out/out the room card and strode away without looking back.

My back was already wet with cold sweat.

The waiter watched his back, squinted his eyes, and said softly: "The 'monkey' is in a wrong state. I suspect he might be running away, so please be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar male voice came from his headphones: "I understand, someone asked him to meet in the underground garage. You can bring in the real-time monitoring of the underground garage outside the Xianggong Hotel. The brothers outside blocked several entrances and exits of the garage for me, and prepared to catch turtles in the jar."

The waiter was stunned and immediately reacted: "Yes, boss."

Fei Du entered the opposite direction from the exit of the underground garage, quietly blocking the car on the slope at the exit. The real-time surveillance video was quickly transmitted to Luo Wenzhou's mobile phone. Two men got out of the freight truck that had just driven in. Although they were wearing the work clothes of the delivery staff, their acting skills were basically not-the two men were tall and strong, with extremely fast movements, and their eyes were alert. After getting off the car, they began to check whether there were people in the few sparse cars parked around them.

"Captain Luo," another criminal policeman in charge of monitoring Yang Bo came from the headphones, "Yang Bo just entered the gym and turned around twice to the bathroom inside. I waited outside for five minutes, pretending to clean up and broke into the door. The person had already run away from the bathroom window...Captain Luo, Yang Bo just saw me and looked away, and I suspected that he knew me."

Luo Wenzhou was not surprised: "Received."

Immediately, he cut off contact with his colleagues and turned to Fei Du and said, "Yang Bo has come down. He often calls him into the municipal bureau for a while. My man has been following him for a week. This silly roe deer has been unconscious for a week. Today, he suddenly has his IQ. I suspect that someone has leaked the list of tracking tasks just now. If Zheng Kaifeng was really in that car, why would he take the risk to come to Yang Bo? Zhou Huaijin said that Yang Bo privately asked someone to identify his parent-child relationship with Zhou Junmao, which means that the kid may not know anything. Does Zheng Kaifeng really like him that?"

Luo Wenzhou's words fell, and a figure flashed in the surveillance video. It was Yang Bo in sportswear. Yang Bo stood there, looking at the two men dressed as deliverymen in fear, constantly wiping sweat. At this time, the cargo box of the cold chain transport truck was opened, and the surveillance video could not take a picture of anything in the cargo box, but Yang Bo's body language suddenly changed, and he said something respectfully to the cargo box.

Fei Du: "Zheng Kaifeng is inside."

Not knowing what the people in the cargo box said, Yang Bo's face changed. He looked around like a primary school student who forgot to bring his schoolbag at school in the morning. Then he was erected by the two burly men wearing the clothes of the delivery workers, and wanted to stuff him into the cargo box.

Luo Wenzhou decisively issued an order to the criminal police who had already guarded the import and export of the garage: "Catch people and act!"

As he finished speaking, the sudden sirens rolled over the entire underground parking lot like a tide. The people in the cold chain truck were caught off guard and panicked. The fake delivery worker hurriedly threw Yang Bo into the cargo box and jumped onto the truck. The door was not closed tightly and stepped on the accelerator. The vehicle parked next door was in trouble for no reason. It was swept by the truck roughly and twisted and turned into a ball.

Then, the truck quickly identified the direction of the sirens, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and ran to the only exit that was not moving as if it was about to take off.

Luo Wenzhou leaned over and pulled down the seat belt that Fei Du had released when he stopped the car and buckled it: "Stop that car!"

Fei Dutou once worked as a field staff member for them, and his performance was very good, and he said casually: "Good sir."

The truck did not expect that there was a car going in the opposite direction at the exit, and there was no intention of avoiding the car. It crashed straight into the car. The driver cursed and subconsciously activated the steering wheel, barely avoiding the front of the car that hit it. Before he could relax, he heard a loud noise around him. The big Suv increased the speed in a very short time, and the driving skills were superb and it was floating in place, squeezing the truck to the wall on the side of the garage.

The window of the small truck was broken immediately, the door was seriously deformed, and the wheels on one side were lifted high-

The cargo box opened with a "bang", and several men who looked like thugs jumped out beside Yang Bo holding his head.

Fei Du sat in the reinforcing car. Although he was unharmed, he was still choked by his seat belt and coughed: "Senior Brother, I don't care about the actions..."

"I dare not work for you now." Luo Wenzhou pushed open the car door. At the same time, several police cars that were chasing behind him arrived, surrounding the miserable truck and blocking the thugs back in a few seconds.

Luo Wenzhou took out a pair of handcuffs, his eyes passed Yang Bo, who was holding his head and holding a panic, and fell into the cold chain cargo compartment. The cargo compartment was arranged very comfortable, with a thick blanket and several leather seats installed. Zheng Kaifeng sat upright with a calm face, his expression was like a Shapei dog dominating the world.

Luo Wenzhou knocked on the car door with stainless steel handcuffs: "Mr. Zheng, please move."

Fei Du was a little bit ruthlessly just now, and staggered out of the car, and was accidentally tripped by something.

"It's barbaric." Fei Du watched the detectives clean up the thugs, shook his head, held the front of the car with one hand, and coughed a few times with the other hand.

At this moment, he saw something flashing under the truck compartment, very weak. Only when it hit Luo Wenzhou's light-colored trousers did a thin layer appear, flashing faster and faster, almost connected to the police car's headlights...

Fei Du was stunned at first, then his pupils suddenly shrank. He suddenly rushed over, hugged Luo Wenzhou in the waist, and pushed back suddenly.
Chapter completed!