Saturday, December 26, 18:45.
He Miaomiao parked the car nearby and waited for Jiang Zhihuo and the man in the suit to finish their meal. Then she followed their car not too far away to the club.
The moment he saw the name of the club, He Miaomiao immediately said to Yan Mu: "Something is wrong here."
This place appeared more than once in the work report.
Not to mention that this club has many big shots who come here to spend money, let’s just talk about the previous case of the missing trainee. Fu Xiuwang is the most suspected person, but no evidence has been found.
The owner of this club has a certain relationship with Fu Xiuwang.
These are the only things that can be found directly.
So, why did Jiang Zhihuo want to get close to Fu Xiuwang
Why did Fu Xiuwang bring him here
He Miaomiao parked the car and followed Fu Xiuwang into the door. Fu Xiuwang took Jiang Zhihuo into the employee elevator.
The elevator stops at the second floor.
Yan Mu and He Miaomiao calmly came to the second floor. At this time, there were many people on the second floor, and people were coming and going. Fu Xiuwang was nowhere to be seen.
He Miaomiao looked around, licked his palate thoughtfully, and said to Yan Mu, "Let's go to the third floor."
The third floor was the hotel. She walked around the hotel corridor with a serious expression.
"What did you find?" Yan Mu asked.
"It's just intuition." He Miaomiao thought for a moment and said, "Do you feel that this place makes people feel particularly... depressing?"
Yan Mu raised his head.
The most comfortable space height is 2.9 meters. Being higher or lower will cause a certain degree of discomfort. Most people may not pay special attention to these aspects, but He Miaomiao pays special attention to the surrounding environment due to her job.
The reason why the height changes must be that there is something unreasonable about the building itself.
Yan Mu immediately understood what He Miaomiao meant and asked, "Is there a partition?"
He Miaomiao nodded slightly.
When they were about to leave the third floor, they passed by the emergency passage and found the door was locked.
He Miaomiao immediately took out her ID from her bag and handed one to Yan Mu: "Fire inspection certificate, take it."
She walked to the front desk and showed her ID: "Hello, this is the fire inspection."
This happens quite often in public places, especially at the end of the year, when there are more plainclothes inspections. The front desk had seen this several times, and the two people who came for inspection had complete documents, so she did not suspect anything and took the two of them through the fire protection facilities one by one.
Yan Mu stopped in front of the emergency passage and asked, "Why is the emergency passage locked?"
The front desk clerk readily explained: "It's not usually used here, we..."
He Miaomiao interrupted her: "Open it."
"Ah." The girl was confused by these two words. Maintenance inspections are usually carried out by outsourcing companies. It's not that no one has come before. They have established good relationships. Except for a few important places, such as emergency sprinklers, emergency buttons, fire extinguishers, etc., the rest are just a formality.
The front desk didn't know how to react, so He Miaomiao stepped back and took several photos, then randomly opened a WeChat message and sent a voice message, sternly blaming: "The security passage of No. 18 Nanshan Road xx Club is locked. What did the people who came to check it do before? ”
"Wait, wait a minute!" This time it seemed that someone was coming from the headquarters. The front desk clerk grabbed He Miaomiao and hurried to contact the supervisor.
The supervisor came quickly, put on a smiling face, pulled He Miaomiao over, and whispered: "We pay maintenance fees every year. Didn't you say that everything is fine here before? We all agreed on this..."
It is not difficult to open a safe passage, but he is still talking about the previous inspection. This supervisor must be hiding something.
Yan Mu didn't give him time to talk nonsense, and directly said two words: "Open it."
The supervisor was helpless. Not opening the safety passage would mean he was unqualified. If he was caught, he would have no way to deny it. If he was really photographed and reported to his superiors, the club would have to pay a large fine, which was not cost-effective.
He opened the lock and led the two "inspectors" downstairs.
Nothing would have gone wrong originally, it's just that the clubhouse had been renovated and some of the walls were a little thinner. One part of them was right in the emergency passage and couldn't be seen from the outside. Locking the door was just a precautionary measure, and if anything really happened it would definitely be in time to open it again.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the wall of the passage.
There were vague and unclear voices of several men, mixed with the wailing of girls.
Yan Mu glanced coldly at the supervisor.
Another man came over and said something, but it was unclear through the wall. Then the girl who had just wailed came over. Her voice was too sharp and it was clear through the wall.
"Fu Xiuwang, you lunatic, you liar, you devil! You are not a fucking human!"
"You will die a miserable death, go to hell! Sooner or later you will be caught!!!"
Fu Xiuwang.
The supervisor's face changed immediately.
At this time, he didn't care about the fire inspection. His first reaction was to contact Fu Xiuwang and tell him to leave quickly. Before he took out his cell phone, Yan Mu quickly grabbed the supervisor's shoulder and kicked his ankle, causing him to lose support.
The supervisor knelt down on one leg, and Yan Mu kicked his phone away, making sure his skin was not touched, and then pinned him to the railing.
The floor was renovated and the walls had to be made thinner, so the sound from the other side can be transmitted to this side.
Yan Mu took out a pair of gloves, grabbed the edge and pulled them down. After putting them on, he covered the supervisor's mouth to prevent him from making any sound.
There were no telling how many people there were on the other side. The girl was crying and making a lot of noise, but Fu Xiuwang just ignored her.
"Don't think you are nothing. Everyone who comes here is not a human being, but a commodity."
"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not having any brains."
"That's all your face is, nothing more than that."
"Ah, you know what? Today, I brought in a top-notch item."
Yan Muchen's heart tightened.
He Miaomiao looked at him.
The best person who came today... I think I'm talking about Jiang Zhihuo.
He Miaomiao took out her ID and placed it in front of her supervisor.
When the supervisor saw the words "Police Officer ID", his eyes widened and he looked at the young woman in front of him with suspicion.
He Miaomiao lowered her voice and said, "I have recorded the entire conversation just now. Fu Xiuwang has not yet been cleared of suspicion in a missing case. The police have reason to apply for a search based on this recording alone. Please cooperate, ok?"
The supervisor slowly raised his hands to indicate that he understood his position.
Yan Mu did not let go.
He Miaomiao moved away from the thin wall and contacted the police.
The person who answered the phone told her: "Sister Miaomiao, someone has already led a team there."
"who?"
"Captain Li." The person who answered the call was a young police officer who had just passed the exam this year and was still in the probation period. He had always admired Li Hao. "They actually found a way to break into the club's intranet! I'm watching from the side. It's already 91% done. It will be done in a few minutes!"
"Got it." He Miaomiao cut off the call.
Just a few words were enough for her to understand the current situation.
The club had not been investigated before because no definite evidence could be found. Mere suspicions could not support any investigation, and a forced investigation would not only leak the news but would also be illegal.
There are only a few ways to crack an internal network, and there is only one way that is the fastest and does not violate security laws.
Someone brought a signal device.
The only person she could think of who could do such a thing was Jiang Zhihuo.
Fu Xiuwang didn't stay here for too long. After saying something sarcastic, he was ready to leave.
The communication said that it had not been completely deciphered yet. If Fu Xiuwang were allowed to leave now, and if he were discovered, all efforts would be in vain.
He Miaomiao winked at Yan Mu and turned away.
Yan Mu grabbed the supervisor's shoulder and said in a threatening tone: "Take me to the mezzanine."
Saturday, December 26, 19:20.
"Bang!"
A red supercar crashed into the lobby on the first floor. A woman with blood on her head got out of the driver's seat and said to the staff who came forward to inquire about the situation: "I'm sorry, I will compensate you. Can you take a photo for me first?"
The staff member was confused by this operation and asked again: "Are you okay?"
I'm afraid you've hit your brain and made yourself stupid
"Something happened," the female driver said. "Please take a photo for me and call 120. Thank you."
The staff member took the female driver's mobile phone in a daze and took a photo of her.
Fu Xiuwang arrived at the first floor, and the first thing he saw was a mess on the ground, and a young female driver who was posing next to broken glass and a scrapped sports car: "..."
The female driver, with blood all over her head, was able to instruct the staff on the shooting angle: "Hey, no, no, it shouldn't be like this."
Fu Xiu looked towards her and coughed softly, "Ma'am, are you okay?"
He Miaomiao had seen Fu Xiuwang's photos. As soon as she saw him, she stopped taking pictures and shook his hand: "Hey, are you the boss here? I'm sorry, the car I just bought doesn't feel good, and I stepped on the wrong step. I'll pay for all these, but what should be the steps? Should I call the police first or ask for insurance?"
Fu Xiuwang: “…”
He Miaomiao: "Why don't I call the police first? Will I be arrested? Not really. I mistook the brake pedal for the accelerator... Boss, wait a minute, I'll check how many years of imprisonment one gets for mistook the brake pedal for the accelerator. I just became rich, so I don't really want to go to jail, hey..."
Fu Xiuwang: “…”
Fu Xiuwang had to stay in the hall to deal with this matter. Fortunately, Wang You had followed him for many years, so he could rest assured leaving Jiang Zhihuo to him.
The staff were asked to disperse the crowd, separate the dining area and the accident area, explain the reasons to the customers, and instruct the kitchen to add more dishes to each table to calm the emotions. After a few minutes of processing, according to the procedure, Jiang Zhihuo should have been knocked unconscious and tied up in the room.
Fu Xiuwang clicked on the remote monitoring, but found that the room was empty. He had a hunch that something was wrong, so he tried to contact Wang You through the internal line, but no one answered.
Fu Xiuwang stood up immediately, and He Miaomiao held him back: "Hey, you're leaving now? The insurance is still on the way! What are you going to say if you're not here?"
"Let go!" Fu Xiuwang pushed her away, without any of the politeness and humility he had shown just now, and quickly walked to the middle level.
Saturday, December 26, 19:26.
Jiang Zhihuo pulled out the signal device, tied up Wang You and walked out of the lounge.
The noise just now was enough to delay Fu Xiuwang for a few minutes. It was already the limit for him to be able to do such things in a society ruled by law without any flaws. Fu Xiuwang has never been a fool and must have been alert.
Judging from Fu Xiuwang's personality and behavior, he must have known through the surveillance that Jiang Zhihuo did not appear in the room where he was supposed to appear, and he must be going upstairs now.
Since he was bound to be exposed, Jiang Zhihuo didn't need to avoid the camera. He took the key from Wang You and walked out directly.
Judging from the time when he came up in the elevator just now, this place should be between the first and second floors. Jiang Zhihuo had been here the day before and could roughly guess the route. If he went straight and turned left, there would be a safe passage. He could only leave from here.
The green light of the emergency exit flickered faintly, and the door was locked. It was a door handle lock that could be opened from both inside and outside. Among the keys taken from Wang You, there was a key that matched this lock.
Jiang Zhihuo had just inserted the key and before he could open the door, he heard footsteps coming from the corridor.
The hard soles of his leather shoes knocked heavily on the steps as Fu Xiuwang walked up step by step. His low voice echoed in the passage and stairs, eerie and depressing.
"Jiang Zhihuo, I know you are here and you can hear me."
"You can't just take the elevator and be done for once you get in. You're not that stupid."
"I underestimated you. Your acting skills are really good. Even the private detective didn't see it."
"So what did you find out? Who asked you to come? I think we should have a good chat, Jiang Zhihuo, what do you think?"
As he walked, real-time surveillance was playing on his phone.
A total of 16 cameras are installed in the corridor.
Jiang Zhihuo's figure only appeared thirty seconds ago, and he was walking towards the safe passage.
At this moment, he has either left or is standing in a blind spot of the camera, motionless.
There was no way he could leave.
No one knows this place better than Fu Xiuwang. There is only one place that can be called a blind spot near the safe passage.
He opened a door, walked straight in, and said, "You lied to me, Jiang Zhihuo."
This is a painting studio. It is hard to imagine that there is such a clean studio in such a sinful club.
Pure white walls, pure white curtains, and a window, which is the only place in the entire mezzanine that can let in sunlight.
The room was filled with paintings of various colors. On the easel stood a half-finished oil painting, with a faint, elegant scent of paint floating around.
There was no place to hide, so Jiang Zhihuo simply didn't hide.
"Who is deceiving whom?" Jiang Zhihuo said, "You ask me why I am here? I was kidnapped by you."
Fu Xiuwang smiled softly and lit a cigarette.
A gust of wind blew through the window, and the white curtains swayed. Fu Xiuwang sat down in front of the easel and took a deep puff of cigarette, the cigarette butt burning quickly inside: "I thought you were a real fool at first."
"What did you do just now?" Fu Xiuwang exhaled white smoke, then pressed the cigarette he had just taken a puff of onto the painting.
A black hole was burned on the drawing paper, with the cigarette butt as the center, and the black edge kept expanding outward: "Did you steal my information? No, you shouldn't find it. Then what did you find? Where is Wang You? Who asked you to come? What do you want to do?"
Fu Xiuwang asked one question after another. The cigarette butt fell to the ground, and he lit another cigarette and put it in his mouth.
Jiang Zhihuo looked at him fearlessly, and at the same time observed the furnishings in the room with his peripheral vision.
With these days of contact and detailed information, it is easy to come up with a personality profile.
Fu Xiuwang hates deception the most.
The desire for control and domination is extremely strong.
And, violent tendencies.
Jiang Zhihuo didn't need to pretend to be nice to him anymore. There was no point in talking now. What he should think about was how to fight with Fu Xiuwang.
"Why?"
Fu Xiuwang approached him and questioned him one by one, but his words were incomprehensible.
"I'm obviously thinking about you guys, right?"
"Am I thinking about you?"
"Why don't you just listen?"
"If you listen carefully, it won't hurt, right?"
He took the cigarette from his mouth and talked to the bodyguard on the intercom: "I was attacked. Come to the middle floor and don't let him get away."
Then he took out a dagger.
Jiang Zhihuo: "Ah, you have violated the Public Security Management Law. The angle of your knife tip is less than 60 degrees, which means it is a controlled knife. If you carry a controlled knife, you will be detained for no more than five days and fined no more than 500 yuan."
Fu Xiuwang smiled sarcastically, and without further ado, he rushed directly towards Jiang Zhihuo.
This man definitely intended to stab him to death, and the first stab went straight to his heart, but Jiang Zhihuo dodged it. He lowered his eyes, aimed at his knee and kicked hard, then grabbed his arm, grabbed his shoulder with his other hand, pressed down hard with his palm facing down, and quickly turned his body to the left, doing a standard arm-crossing back throw.
The art of grappling is a test of body size and strength. Jiang Zhihuo is definitely not afraid of it if he is unarmed. But now Fu Xiuwang has a dagger in his hand, so he must be careful and move quickly and with some spare strength.
But Fu Xiuwang was not the kind of person who would just sit there and wait for death. He was not so confident that he could beat a high school student. After being restrained, he pulled his hands back, turned his wrist bones, and the dagger suddenly changed direction and stabbed straight into his abdomen.
Jiang Zhihuo didn't hesitate at all. He bent down, took out the stun gun, and used full power to thrust it at Fu Xiuwang.
The power of the electric shock gun was online, Fu Xiuwang's body trembled, and the dagger fell.
Jiang Zhihuo kicked the dagger away, took a few steps back and leaned against the wall. Fu Xiuwang was quite strong and the actions he just took were extremely exhausting.
Fu Xiuwang had lost his weapon, half of his body was numb, and he was at a disadvantage.
He raised his hands and walked towards Jiang Zhihuo: "I lost, you are pretty good."
It would be strange if you believed his surrender!
Jiang Zhihuo didn't dare to let down his guard, but the studio was too small. He had no way to retreat and couldn't keep his distance. He could only continue to fight. In the cramped space, Fu Xiuwang rushed over again! He actually had a short spike hidden in his sleeve!
The distance was too close, Jiang Zhihuo had no time to dodge! The short spike was sharp, and when the stun gun touched Fu Xiuwang again, the short spike pierced directly into Jiang Zhihuo's waist.
Jiang Zhihuo couldn't help but curse: "Fuck, are you a fucking ninja?"
His whole body is full of hidden weapons.
Severe pain spread from his waist, where the skin was most fragile and the pain was strongest. He could even feel the blood flowing out.
Fu Xiuwang just felt numb. Without the electric shock to his neck, he was not easily dizzy. After he recovered a little, he picked up the dagger again and raised his hand.
"Bang!"
There was a very heavy sound of impact.
Yan Mu suddenly appeared outside the door and hit Fu Xiuwang on the back with a stick.
No one could withstand such a strong blow, and Fu Xiuwang immediately went limp.
"Let's go." Yan Mu said, "It's full of people."
He had entered the middle floor a few minutes ago, but suddenly a group of bodyguards rushed up and the damn supervisor turned around to seek help, which delayed him a lot of time.
"It's all because of him! Let's go first!" Jiang Zhihuo forced himself to stand up. The situation was urgent and he couldn't care about the wound on his waist. If they were really caught by a group of bodyguards, no one would be able to save them.
Jiang Zhihuo took a deep breath, brainwashed himself into believing that he was not injured, overcame the pain with willpower, and was led out by Yan Mu.
The road to the first floor had been blocked for a long time. A large number of people had come, and Fu Xiuwang didn't want to let them leave.
Jiang Zhihuo took a breath and said, "Oh my goodness, this is too exaggerated!!"
Since there was no way to walk on the first floor, he could only run upstairs. He ran around the second and third floors. Fortunately, Jiang Zhihuo had the key and successfully opened the door to the second floor.
It was around seven in the evening, and there should have been a lot of people in the entertainment area on the second floor, but after receiving Fu Xiuwang's internal communication, the staff immediately arranged for everyone in the hall to move elsewhere.
On December 26, just one day after Christmas, all the decorations had not been removed and even the background music was still playing on a loop as a Christmas playlist.
At this moment, the amplifiers and speakers on the entire floor are playing "We Wish You Merry Christmas".
In the deserted corridor, the door to the security passage was suddenly pushed open. Two boys ran out holding hands, followed by a group of bodyguards in black. The background music was singing Merry Christmas.
It's a pretty weird scene, like a movie.
we wish you a merry christmas, we wish you a merry christmas.
They had all received training, so there was no reason why the bodyguards couldn't catch up with the two boys. Some of them grabbed Yan Mu, and his gloves were torn off. The moment their skin touched, Yan Mu growled.
Jiang Zhihuo had an injured waist and had little fighting ability, so he had to use external objects to push down the Christmas tree in the corridor and throw the gift boxes backwards one by one.
The box was filled with plastic foam flying everywhere, covering my head.
we wish you a merry christmas, and happy new year.
Jiang Zhihuo held Yan Mu's hand and ran forward, occasionally looking back: "Fuck, will this be too much of a fuss?"
"No." Yan Mu said.
Jiang Zhihuo was a little out of breath: "I feel like I'm in a movie. No, I just came in to plug in a signal device, why did it become such a big fuss! Brother Yan, how did you get in?!"
we wish you a merry christmas, we wish you a merry christmas.
The bodyguards were naturally more familiar with the route of the entire club than they were. Some of them had already taken another route when they arrived at the second floor. At this time, they rushed out from the front corner, and the two teams in front and behind blocked the road.
"Why do they have so many bodyguards when they run a club!!!"
My waist hurts.
The diameter of the short cone was large, and the wound had been torn apart while running, and blood kept gushing out. Jiang Zhihuo was breathing harder and harder, his legs became weak and he could hardly lift them.
"Brother Yan, pull me and run to the right."
we wish you a merry christmas, and happy new year.
There was another road on the right, which Jiang Zhihuo had found out the day before, but it was a dead end, so the bodyguards didn't even think of blocking him there.
But even though it’s a dead end, there is a fire emergency button!
Yan Mu broke the glass and pressed the red button.
The lights on the entire floor dimmed, and then began to flicker continuously. The black and red lights flashed back and forth in front of my eyes, and the harsh and long sound of the fire bell rang in my ears.
The emergency spray above my head started working, and cold water poured down from the ceiling on my head.
At the same time, sirens sounded downstairs.
Police cars surrounded the entire club.
Jiang Zhihuo finally relaxed and breathed heavily.
He called, "Brother Yan."
"It's okay." Yan Mu gently stroked Jiang Zhihuo's back.
They were all soaked.
"It's okay." Yan Mu said again.
The bodyguards couldn't move no matter how hard they tried. They no longer had any position. The situation was very clear. The gate was surrounded and none of them could escape.
Yan Mu helped Jiang Zhihuo downstairs.
The lobby on the first floor was in chaos.
There were broken glass all over the ground, a red supercar with a smashed front end, police officers, staff, cordons, and Fu Xiuwang lying on the ground handcuffed.
Police officers are urgently dealing with the emotions of consumers in the club and checking their identities.
Yan Mu and Jiang Zhihuo walked out, their bodies wet and their hair stuck to their foreheads.
A tall, middle-aged police officer came in, and the team members next to him called him "Captain Li".
It’s Li Hao.
But Li Hao did not turn his head to look at Jiang Zhihuo.
Jiang Zhihuo also pretended not to know him.
They passed each other.
No one is a god, and being stabbed by a needle for so long is already the limit.
Jiang Zhihuo's face was pale, but he didn't want others to see it, so he buried himself in Yan Mu's arms.
"Brother Yan, please help me up. Don't let me fall. That would be too ugly." His voice became smaller and smaller. "If there is an ambulance, please ask me if I can get in. I don't have the strength anymore."
Yan Mu lowered his head, and even his palms were red and stained with blood.
"Jiang Zhihuo! Jiang Zhihuo!" Yan Mu kept calling him.
Jiang Zhihuo closed his eyes and did not react at all.
Yan Mu helped him into the ambulance. He Miaomiao sat in the car with a bandage on her head, and the medical staff gave Jiang Zhihuo emergency treatment.
Jiang Zhihuo was lying on a simple hospital bed, his clothes were soaked with water and stuck to the wound, so they had to be cut open.
The movement caused the wound to hurt, and he frowned.
Yan Mu held his hand all the time and smoothed his brows.
He said: "Xiaozhou, it's okay..."
The voice was very soft, with a gentleness that I had never heard before.
Jiang Zhihuo: “!!”
Jiang Zhihuo was not unconscious the whole time. It was so painful that the scissors almost pierced his flesh when picking up the fabric of the clothes. He just didn't have the strength to open his eyes or react.
Accustomed to the pain, his head was dizzy and Jiang Zhihuo really wanted to have a sleep. After all, this kind of wound would not be fatal, so he decided to let himself faint.
But before he lost consciousness completely, he could still hear the sounds around him.
So, a second before he fainted, Jiang Zhihuo had only one thought in his mind.
Damn, who is Xiaozhou?? ! !
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