Always afraid of danger and unable to fight back.
The elevator lights come on for three seconds.
Qin Chu's gun was already aimed at the man's head.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to cause trouble."
Very standard English, but with a bit of a German accent.
After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Qin Chu was slightly surprised.
"Nalo?"
Who is Nalo? As we all know, there are a pair of famous brothers in Germany. The elder brother is a mafia and the younger brother is a terrorist.
So Naluo is Ian's brother, a person who is said to be inextricably related to Huo Siqian.
Naluo wore a British-style cashmere coat, dark gray, with gentlemanly courtesy.
No matter where you look from, he doesn't look like a German mafia boss.
But Qin Chu didn't dare to let down his guard at all. After all, these were not friends.
"I'm glad you can still recognize me." Naluo smiled.
Qin Chu did not put down the pistol... it was still pointed at his head.
"Young man, don't be nervous... let's talk?"
Naluo said in an extremely calm tone, elevator 5432, directly to the first floor.
The moment the elevator door opened, Qin Chu quickly retracted his pistol.
The two of them walked out of the elevator together.
"Can I have a cup of tea? I heard that you Chinese like to drink tea." Naluo actively invited.
"random."
Qin Chu knew that he couldn't refuse. Once he provoked this guy, there might be some trouble.
So there was no fear or panic, but he followed Naluo alone.
Naluo's men followed closely behind them, seemingly observing their movements at all times.
Naluo took the initiative to get into Qin Chu's black Bentley, and the two of them arrived at a very high-end teahouse in the city center.
In the private room on the top floor
After the beautiful waiter brewed a pot of West Lake Longjing, she poured a cup for each of them.
Qin Chu and Naluo sat looking at each other.
"Say anything, I still want to go home."
Obviously, Qin Chu didn't like to have too much interaction with this person.
Nalo calmly took off his hat and placed it on the table.
He picked up the teacup and took a small sip.
"Chinese tea ceremony is extensive and profound. Huo also liked to drink tea when he was in Germany. His favorite was Dahongpao." Naluo said to himself.
Qin Chu didn't speak, just listened quietly.
"We have heard about Madam. The child is gone. It is a pity."
"You are quite well-informed." Qin Chu's face was calm.
"What I have been trying to find out is about Huo. I overheard the explosion... So... I want to ask you, is Huo really dead?"
Qin Chu was not in a hurry to answer. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then slowly put it down.
"Huo Siqian is indeed dead."
"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Naluo asked him unwillingly.
"I didn't see it with my own eyes, but both Su Yu and Xiaomian can prove it... and I found the body fragments and remains at the scene, and did many DNA identifications and comparisons."
"It's such a shame that he just left."
Naluo seemed to be in a depressed mood, and his eyes dimmed slightly.
After traveling thousands of miles and risking his life to enter the country and meet Qin Chu, he actually just wanted to get his personal confirmation.
After all, Qin Chu was not a liar, so when he heard that Huo Siqian was really dead, Naluo felt heavy and sad.
"Then when he left at the end... was it Jack or...?"
Naluo also seemed to know about Huo Siqian's split personality.
"It's Huo Siqian." Qin Chu replied. Previous chapter←Chapter list→Next chapter Add bookmark→TXT download New book recommendation: Super Floating City The Ancient God King