The roads in the suburbs are not easy to walk, so the driving speed has to be slightly slower. As the sky gradually gets dark, the driving speed is naturally further affected. Therefore, when we arrived at the quarry mentioned in the kidnapper's letter, it was almost completely dark.
But at the end, in front of a mine. Cao Chunliang had sharp eyes. Before he could stop the car, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the side and said, "Hey! It seems to be my brother's car." However, he just turned to the headlights and saw a familiar model.
The motorcade quickly stopped nearby and everyone got out of the car. A group of bodyguards and police officers who came from the Central District Police Station had guns in their hands.
But as soon as they got off the car, they found two cars in front of the mine. Cao Chunliang walked around one of the cars, confirmed the license plate under the light of a flashlight, and said, "It's my brother's car!"
After He Jin heard this, he turned to Cao Shi and said, "People may be in the cave... The five of you stay outside, and the rest can go in and take a look!" He casually ordered five of his men to watch outside. The remaining people went to the mine together.
This time it was several Cao family bodyguards who took the lead. They carefully entered the mine with pistols and flashlights. As soon as they entered, one of them exclaimed, "There is someone on the ground!!"
The Cao family, his son, He Jin and others behind him all walked in quickly after hearing this. By the light of a dozen flashlights, Cao Shihong exclaimed, "It's Chunming and Yuanyuan, hurry up..." He then pointed with a trembling hand, but could no longer say anything.
Because under the three people on the ground, under the light of the flashlight, there were all pools of blood...
After final inspection. Sure enough, they were all dead! Not far after entering the cave, a deceased person with his head facing the cave entrance was Cao Chunming. There were some scratches on his face, but the fatal wound was in the back of his heart, where he had been shot.
Cao Yuan and Hua Zizhuo were at the innermost side of the mine, and there were obvious signs of them lying on their backs and struggling to crawl backwards. Their elbows tied behind them were almost carelessly moving back, so they were Scratches from stones on the ground. However, one of the two men was shot once in the chest. In addition, the blood has not coagulated yet, so it obviously did not take long, what happened in about two hours...
Early the next morning, Fan Keqin sat in his office and read a newspaper. In the second version, I saw results that satisfied me. It's not like someone revealed the matter to a newspaper reporter last night. Instead, the Cao family issued a reward in the newspaper, with a reward of 10,000 silver dollars, for clues to the kidnappers. As long as the witness provides accurate information, there will be a reward of 10,000 silver dollars.
It seemed that everyone regarded this matter as a real kidnapping case. Jin Manyu's level of handling things is quite good. It's just that Fan Keqin acted cautiously and asked them to hide the money, just like before, and just do whatever they need to do.
The buzzer light suddenly turned on, followed by Zhuang Xiaoman's voice, saying: "Virgo, Mr. Liu is here."
Fan Keqin put down the newspaper, pressed the call button, and said, "Please come in."
After a while, the door opened, and Zhuang Xiaoman sent someone in. This man was slightly shorter than Fan Keqin. He wore a well-tailored suit, his hair was parted in a three-quarter length that was popular at the time, and he was clean-shaven.
Fan Keqin stood up, shook hands with him, and said, "Let's sit on the sofa and talk. It will be more comfortable that way."
This Mr. Liu, he heard Sun Guoxin tell him yesterday. Fan Keqin didn't need to keep an eye on the kidnapping side all the time. He just checked the arranged scene at the last moment and left after thinking there was no problem.
The full name of Mr. Liu that Sun Guoxin told him was Carl#Liu. Yes, it’s a foreign name, and the Chinese name is Liu Xiaolong. I am twenty-four years old this year.
According to his own statement, his father's generation was one of the group of people who came to Midi's house to prospect for gold. But gold mining is fake, and Piggy is real. But the Chinese's pragmatic struggle still allowed him to finally open a small restaurant in Chinatown. And they tried their best to let Liu Xiaolong attend the best community school.
When he grew up, he joined the War Bureau and became a United States agent. A war broke out in the world, and Liu Xiaolong's identity as a Chinese was valued by the War Bureau, so he was sent to Asia.
However, it is hard to say whether the War Bureau values him or not. In Fan Keqin's eyes, it is hard to say. After all, the discrimination against the United States family is quite serious. It is almost the same as that of the British Islands, full of discrimination against other countries and races. It was only because of this war that East and West became allies. After all, they all have a common enemy, the little devil.
Liu Xiaolong grew up in the United States and is a second-generation immigrant. Fortunately, under the influence of his father, he still speaks Chinese very smoothly and has no accent. But it’s hard to say for the next generation.
After a few pleasantries, Fan Keqin got to the point and said: "The War Situation Bureau said that they found clues to pilot Louis Hogan. Can you tell me what the situation is?" At the same time, he handed over a cigarette.
Liu Xiaolong took a sip and said: "Our people in Ningbo discovered it. You know, flying from Japan to China is very likely to reach Ningbo. The end point of their combat plan at that time was to fly to China . And the news coming back from Ningbo is that some clues about Louis Hogan were found. That’s why we are seeking to cooperate with your security bureau.”
Fan Keqin took a puff of his cigarette and felt that there was no difference between Liu Xiaolong and Liu Xiaolong saying nothing. So he asked: "No more specific news?"
When asked this question, Liu Xiaolong was slightly startled and asked: "What more specific news?"
Fan Keqin said: "Didn't the people from the War Situation Bureau in Ningbo find some clues about Louis Hogan? What clues are they?"
Liu Xiaolong said: "So this is what you are talking about. Don't worry, our people are very reliable. Only our supervisor can know the specific situation. In addition, I will also go to Ningbo. So you don't have to worry at all."
"No, I'm worried." Fan Keqin said: "You already know the name Louis Hogan, and you also know that rescuing him is your clear goal. So what are the specific clues you found, but you don't know? This is nothing. It can be concealed. It’s like I know clearly that I am going to attack a certain barracks today, but I don’t know the specific time to launch the attack and from what direction. Is this logical? Or is your boss , didn’t tell you at all?”
