Eden Park Administrative Office Conference Room
The conference room is located on the top floor of the building. There is only one conference table in the 200-square-meter conference room. Chuansen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the street view of Eden Park. In his mind, he was thinking about how to face the upcoming questioning of Sanze. .
Modi sat in his chair and stared absentmindedly.
He proposed to assassinate Bai Jingjing by disguising himself as a rebel. Now that the mission failed, he is the first to bear the brunt.
Just when the two were thinking about each other, Sangze walked in in a suit and leather shoes, and Chuansen and Modi immediately stood over.
People who have done something wrong naturally have an attitude of admitting their mistakes. The two of them lowered their heads and remained silent.
"Tell me about it?" Sangze blew out a smoke ring leisurely and stared at the two people in front of him.
"We were poorly prepared. The other party's guards had heavy firepower. We were suppressed from the beginning and were very passive," Modi explained.
"Where's Bai Jingjing? Have you killed her?" Sang Ze continued to ask.
"The guards dispersed and fled. Bai Jingjing was not found on the side I was chasing." Modi's forehead was already sweating. He glanced at Chuansen beside him and said, "Bai Jingjing should be on the side where Chuansen is chasing."
"That means killing him?" Sangze looked at Chuansen with interest.
"I didn't find any traces of white jingjing over there," Chuansen said. Modi intentionally or unintentionally led the disaster to his side, and his intentions were not evil. Although this is true, in order to survive, it doesn't matter. Nothing more can be done.
"They all said that they didn't find Bai Jingjing there. Could it be that such a big living person just disappeared?" Sang Ze said jokingly, "One of you is lying!"
"Sir Sanze, everything I said is true, Karl can prove it to me," Modi said in a panic.
"Ghost and Alan can all prove it to me," Chuansen said sincerely.
Sangze looked at the two without saying anything, just smiled and said loudly, "Bring them in."
The door of the conference room opened, and Gui, Alan, and Karl were brought in by a kind of guard, all bruised and bruised.
Chuansen and Modi were a little surprised when they saw these three people. Apparently Sangze had tortured them earlier.
Modi was lucky, they had never seen Bai Jingjing, but Chuansen was a little uneasy. After all, Alan was walking with him and watched him take Bai Jingjing away.
If Bai Jingjing had not withstood the torture and told the truth, she would have died today.
"You two have been with me for so many years. If you admit it voluntarily, you can keep your body intact." As he said this, Sangze took out an exquisite pistol from behind and placed it on the table.
Neither Modi nor Chuansen moved, both staring blankly at the gun on the table.
"No one admitted it?" Sanze scratched his head. "Guess what the three of them said?"
"Lord Sangze, "Agui and Alan have gone through life and death for me. I don't want to see them tortured again. If you don't believe me, just shoot me to death with a gun." Chuansen looked at Sangze bluntly and said The gun on the table was pushed towards Sang Ze, "I didn't see Bai Jingjing over there."
"Master Sangze, I really didn't see Bai Jingjing over there." Modi was about to cry. His legs softened and he knelt down.
"Okay, they said they haven't seen it, so you all can commit suicide," Sanze joked, "People in ancient times liked to die to express their ambitions."
Modi and Chuansen were already panicking. Whether they admitted it or not, they would die. They looked at the guns on the table and came up with a very bold idea, but this idea was quickly abandoned by the two of them.
Modi just collapsed on the ground and cried, saying
He didn't see it and kept swearing poisonously.
Chuansen's eyes were burning, and he looked at Agui and Alan in front of him. Agui lowered his head, obviously with a life-or-death attitude, but Alan looked at Chuansen, and made slight movements that only Chuansen could see. He shook his head from side to side.
After seeing Alan's hint, Chuansen had already made up his mind. His right hand slowly reached for the pistol on the table. Such a slow move attracted the attention of everyone present.
Sangze's eyes began to show some expectation, and the guards behind him subconsciously reached for his waist. They knew very well that there were only two purposes for taking the gun, one was to commit suicide, and the other was to kill himself. Taking Sangze hostage to get a chance to live.
Everyone knows that everyone will choose the latter. If there is hope of life, who would be willing to die? You must know that suicide also requires great courage.
How could those subtle actions of the guards escape Chuansen's peripheral vision? With his peripheral vision, everyone's reactions could be seen clearly.
He became more convinced of his suspicion, picked up the pistol on the table, raised it, and pointed it at his temple.
"Perhaps it was my subordinate's dereliction of duty that I did not find any trace of Bai Jingjing. As a subordinate, I should apologize with death. Please be kind to Mr. Sangze and let Modi go and let them continue to serve you." As he said this, he glanced at Agui and Alan.
A Gui and Alan both looked at him with moist eyes, and the emotions in their eyes turned into tears and fell down.
Chuansen looked at Sanze and bowed to him, "Thank you, Master Sanze, for your cultivation."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chuansen pulled the trigger.
Modi and others closed their eyes subconsciously, but the gunfire did not sound as everyone expected. Everyone slowly opened their eyes and looked towards Chuansen.
Chuansen also realized that he was not dead. He opened his eyes and looked at Sangze in confusion, and then looked at the gun in his hand. There were no bullets.
"Hahahahaha, it's really exciting." Sangze laughed loudly. "Since there is no trace of Bai Jingjing, let's forget it."
"You weren't caught alive by the guards, were you?" Sangze stood up from his seat, came to Chuansen and said, "I want to see the reporters later."
"No," Chuansen confirmed.
"I would say this was a terrorist attack by the rebels on the administrative office, okay?" Sanze asked.
"Okay," Chuansen still affirmed.
"During this period, the missions you and Modi performed are really unflattering." Sanze glanced at Modi and said, "Can you tell the guys to work harder and hold on for a while?"
Chuansen nodded and said nothing.
"You have to remember that security work is just a job. Rights are the ultimate goal. Whether you can obtain rights depends on yourself. Even if your grades are not good, you should study more."
"My subordinates will do their best"
"I'm going to meet the reporter now. How is my hairstyle?" Sangze touched his hair and asked, "Is it okay?"
"Can"
"Where's the back?"
"very good"
"Find out the group that stole Bai Jingjing and leave no one behind!" After saying that, Sangze left the conference room with a group of guards.
"Hoo" Chuansen fell on the stool as if he had lost his strength.
Modi looked at the disappearing figures of Sang Ze and others, then turned to look at Chuan Sen, "Brother Sen, you are so awesome!"
Chuansen stretched out his right hand and slammed Modi's head on the table, "playing tricks on me."
"Brother Sen
"Brother Sen, there's a misunderstanding," Modi said in a panic. Just now, he did intentionally or unintentionally throw the blame at Chuan Sen. In the scene just now, if someone was going to die, he certainly didn't want it to be him.
"Misunderstanding?" Chuansen said indifferently, "Do you think I can't hear it?"
"Brother Sen, I was wrong, I was wrong." Modi knew that Chuan Sen was not that easy to fool. Instead of denying that he had been beaten, he might as well apologize now. A man can bend and stretch.
"If there is a next time, I will let you die in front of me." Chuansen threatened.
"There will be no next time, I promise there will be no next time." After being let go by Chuansen, Modi stretched out his hand and swore.
Chuansen ignored Modi. He stepped forward to help A Gui and Alan and helped them walk out.
"I'm sorry, I made you implicated." Chuansen apologized to A Gui and Alan. It was indeed because of him that A Gui and Alan were tortured by Sangze.
"Brother Sen, that Modi is not a good guy. I'll help you if I have a chance..." As he said that, Agui stretched his neck, obviously wanting to help Chuan Sen kill Modi.
Chuansen smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, he can't cause any trouble."
It's not that he hasn't had murderous intentions towards Modi. If such a poisonous snake is around him, he will bite him sooner or later. But compared to the tiger Sangze, the threat of the poisonous snake is not that important.
The existence of Modi will be a shield for Chuansen. If he kills Modi now, he will face the tiger Sangze, and he will be shattered to pieces if he is not careful.
"Are we going to find out the whereabouts of Bai Jingjing?" A Gui asked.
"You recover from your injuries first, and then inquire about Wesley's whereabouts," Chuansen said in a deep voice, "Bai Jingjing was probably kidnapped by the rebels, and Wesley's mission must be related to the rebels."
"So if we find Wesley, we can find the rebels, and we can also find out the whereabouts of Bai Jingjing," A Gui thought.
"Not bad, Agui, now you have learned to think about problems." Chuansen smiled.
"It's still far behind Brother Seng," Alan said disdainfully.
"Sister, can you please stop being ungrateful?" Agui said dissatisfied with his sister's way of turning her elbows outward.
"No way," Alan pouted.
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Apartment in area A7
"The battle outside is over. I don't know how many comrades are left alive this time." Alice walked in holding a pile of groceries.
"I thought you would go find Nick and Bill," said the Red Dust Warrior.
"I think so, but there are guards and mechanical police patrolling outside. I'm also injured, so I'll be at a disadvantage if I try to do anything." Alice put the groceries on the table and continued, "I'll buy you all the accessories you want." It’s back. Fortunately it’s not a core component, otherwise it would be really hard to buy.”
"Where's the medicine?" Hongchen Zhanji asked.
"You can't buy complex hemoglobin here. I'll look for the black market here tomorrow. I can only try my luck." Alice looked at Fang Weiss who was still sleeping on the bed and said.
“Humanity is so slow to recover”
"Have you asked Fang Weiss if he is willing to go to the work area with you?" Alice picked up the water glass and came to Fang Weiss' bedside and said.
"He must go" Hongchen Zhanji's voice was a little cold.
"Strong melons are not sweet," Alice said helplessly, shaking her head.
"The strong melon is not sweet but it quenches your thirst."
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