Nanxi was uneasy all day.
He is not the kind of person who would allow himself to get drunk. Even if he wants to drink, he will call me on video in advance to tell me.
Even if we take a step back and say that he can drink quite a lot, even if he gets drunk, it is impossible for him to be drunk for a whole day and a whole night.
I called Biaozi twice more, and he said that the person had not woken up yet, and his tone sounded a little uncomfortable.
Zhan Peng's words were also not right. Before leaving, Balu was clearly sure that something had happened to him, so he risked being sued in a military court and left with such a big fuss. It couldn't be the misunderstanding he mentioned lightly. If it was just a misunderstanding, Balu would have beaten him down long ago, and he would have called him to complain and scold Zhan Peng.
"No, something must have happened to him." The little woman sitting on the sofa, thinking it through, her eyes trembling as she talked to herself.
Take out your tablet, open the international news, and read the latest hot topics at a glance.
"Another gang jailbreak occurred in Las Vegas. One police officer was injured and several thugs were killed. The local government attached great importance to it and dispatched a large number of police forces to search for the thugs who fled into the desert."
This piece of news just passed by without attracting much attention. This kind of thing is common in Las Vegas and no one takes it seriously. The local government always raises it high and then puts it down lightly, putting on a show for the taxpayers, and then awards medals and promotions to a few people, and then there is no further news.
There are even rumors that there were not so many thugs breaking into the prison, and it was just a show directed and performed by some people for the purpose of power and promotion and salary increase.
But at this moment, the little woman who was watching the news on the other side of the ocean felt a tightness in her heart. The time when the gunfight in the news report occurred coincided with the time when Balu lost contact.
She wasn't sure, but she didn't dare to hold even a little bit of luck.
You will definitely not get the truth from Biaozi and Zhan Peng, you can only rely on yourself.
She took out her cell phone and called the head of the news company, asking him to personally contact the newspaper's local reporter in Las Vegas to confirm the authenticity of the report and send all the information he could collect to her email.
An hour later, an incoming message popped up on the tablet. I clicked it and carefully read each picture and text message.
The text description is roughly consistent with the content of the news. The people there have confirmed that it was indeed an armed thug who broke into the prison and caused quite a stir in the local area.
There were a few photos attached to the message, but since they were from surveillance screenshots, the quality was very poor. Scrolling down, she saw one of the photos, showing the backs of people being taken hostage onto a helicopter, and it made her heart sink in her throat.
Even though there was only a vague outline, as a wife, she recognized him at a glance. It was her husband whom she was worried about so much.
Nanxi's tears instantly filled her eyes.
There were densely packed armed police on the ground, all with their guns pointed at the air. The person hanging on the helicopter had a lifting rope tied around his waist, and was controlling a hostage who was also hanging in the air with his hand, with the gun pointed at the other person's forehead.
What a thrilling scene it was. Her heart was broken just by looking at the picture.
How could her young husband escape alone from such powerful armed police?
Would they use a weapon against him? Would they shoot him? Would they torture him if they caught him? Would they beat him?
The little woman covered her face and cried, her whole heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of steel needles, and it was extremely painful.
"Xixi, a wolf's child, no matter how pampered you are, you will eventually learn to fight..."
At that helpless and confused moment, my father's words suddenly rang in my ears.
The tearful little woman paused, lowered her tear-stained hands, and looked out the window at the bright sunlight. Her clear eyes gradually became firm...
She can be a pampered little woman under her husband's wings, with everything provided for her, acting coquettishly, making a fuss, and throwing tantrums, but that doesn't mean she can only watch her husband disappear at home and be helpless.
Since she sent him away personally, she must also take him back personally.
He took out his cell phone and called Sun Cheng, asking him to book a flight to Country M for tomorrow morning.
She must make all the necessary preparations in the remaining day.
The Nan family spends huge sums of money every year to hire a top team of financial advisors on Wall Street. The 58-year-old head of the team, James, regards the Nan family as the God of Wealth.
After Nan Zhenguo passed away, he would personally call Nan Xi every month to report on the returns of the Nan family's overseas investments. His purpose was to build trust with the new heir of the Nan family so that the Nan family would continue to pay for his services.
This person used to be a lawyer, and later went into politics. At the age of 45, he gave up politics to go into business. He is relaxed on the outside but strict on the inside, smooth and suspicious, but he values money more than his life.
Nanxi had no doubt that as long as the money was in place, even if she wanted to remove the mayor of Las Vegas, he could create a perfect chain of evidence and put him on the defendant's bench.
Dad once said that she didn't need to know everything, she just needed to learn how to use people. At that time, he mentioned this person and said that he was a knife that could be controlled with money. As long as you put in a lot of money, he could hit wherever he pointed.
I called and the call was connected quickly.
"Hello, Miss Nan."
"Mr. James, I have a question to ask you," Nanxi said straight to the point.
"Please go ahead."
"If I wanted someone the Las Vegas police were looking for, regardless of whether he committed a crime or not, would you take the order?"
The person on the other end smiled faintly, "Of course, Miss Nan, as long as the reward is in place, God can personally defend the person you want, and Satan will be your servant. This is Country M, and money is the master of power."
"I like your frankness, Mr. James. This will provide a good premise for our future cooperation." Nanxi curled the corners of her mouth.
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