Chapter 292 Preparing for the Funeral
Yan Baiqing's heart seemed to stop for half a second, and the back of his head felt numb. "Why are you here?"
"Hua Mei is not doing his job well, I'm here to lend a hand."
He stood facing the wind, a cruel expression on his face, "Where is she?"
Meng Hongwen smiled meaningfully, "She's of no use to you. You allowed her to kidnap Chen Qing, and you were so careless that Zheng Yuan's team intervened. In that case, I'll take care of her for you."
"You know who I'm asking about."
There was silence on the receiver for several minutes. Yan Baiqing's back was covered with cold sweat. He immediately added, "The Tang family said they would withdraw. Did they not want to release the person and notify Zhou Nan?"
This statement, which was intended to cover up the truth, might not have much effect, but at least it made Meng Hongwen's attitude less tough.
"The Tang family is sensible," he said. "Ji Mingyin told me that if you hadn't come forward and clarified the pros and cons, this matter wouldn't have been accomplished. Bai Qing, you've worked hard. When you get back, take a good rest."
Yan Baiqing's brain was buzzing.
He knew that Ji Mingyin was not someone who would willingly submit to others, but he didn't expect that he would still choose Meng Hongwen, who was about to lose power.
That is to say, his every move these days has been under Meng Hongwen's surveillance.
"Where are you taking Chen Qing? Li Xiangli's daughter is still being held at the Tang family. I originally-"
"Don't worry about it." Meng Hongwen hung up without saying anything.
Dark clouds covered the sky, hanging darkly in the sky.
The man clenched his fists until they made a crackling sound. He used brute force to push the driver away, got into the driving seat, and sped away.
There is only one possibility for Meng Hongwen to risk leaving the province at this time: he is planning to escape.
Jiang Zhongyi was admitted to the hospital, and Jiang Jingyan had an 80% chance of dying. The higher-ups had clearly abandoned the Jiang family, so it was understandable that Meng Hongwen wanted to use this opportunity to escape.
Thinking of this, Yan Baiqing called Lao Qian and said, "Ji Mingyin has changed sides at the last minute. Find a way to contact him. As long as you reveal Meng Hongwen's whereabouts, I will ensure that he escapes unscathed."
"Defection?" Old Qian was startled, and all the sleepiness he felt on a rainy day disappeared. "Will he still cooperate?"
"Of course he will. He can have a backup plan with me, and the same with Meng Hongwen. Hurry up!"
The chaotic sky ahead was churning like the end of the world.
Yan Baiqing stepped on the accelerator to the floor, his pupils were densely packed with red bloodshot. For more than 30 years, he had been accustomed to grievances and humiliations. Apart from overwhelming hatred, he was almost ruthless and insensitive, but suddenly he felt a trace of heartache and regret.
…
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the Tang family's motorcade forced Tang Xiaoming's car to stop on the highway ramp.
He checked the location of Yan Baiqing sent by the Traffic Management Bureau, lowered the window and shouted, "Get out of the way! Do you think I dare not hit you?"
After two or three seconds, the man in the passenger seat of the first car got out and opened the back door. A woman in a brown coat walked out. Her black hair was neatly tied behind her head. Her face was slightly plump, without any trace of technology or internet celebrity charm. She had beautiful eyebrows, red lips, and a shallow, round mole between her eyebrows. She was quite elegant and eye-catching.
Tang Xiaoming looked at her, "Why? Auntie, do you think you can stop me?"
The woman was Guan Zhijin, his nominal 'fiancée'.
Mr. Guan has three sons and one daughter. Guan Zhijin is the eldest granddaughter and the only daughter of the second wife. She received an elite education to cultivate an heir since childhood and has an elegant and refined temperament.
Tang Xiaoming had only met her on formal occasions, and her every frown and smile revealed her ambition to be a master strategist.
"Are you a teenage boy?" She looked down at Tang Xiaoming and laughed angrily, "You're already an adult, but you only get emotional when encountering things."
Tang Xiaoming didn't bother with her and looked away, "Get out of the way, I'm going to save someone."
"There are ways to save people. Let's go home first. The elders of the Guan family are still here." "Don't you understand?" Tang Xiaoming didn't turn off the engine and kept control of the steering wheel. "Miss Guan, Mr. Guan, I'm talking about a matter of life and death."
Guan Zhijin put her hands in her pockets, her high heels casually tapping the ground. "Mr. Xiao, I understand you have a negative attitude towards this marriage, but identity is responsibility. The honor and disgrace of the Tang and Guan families are inseparable from the moment they are announced to the world. Therefore, I will spare no effort to save the people you, Tang Xiaoming, want to save."
Tang Xiaoming's eyes were half disdainful and half angry, "What if the Guan family disagrees?"
"Why don't you agree? Just because your wife, Master Xiao, was kidnapped and had a miscarriage, the other party seized on this handle and was sure that the Guan family would sit back and do nothing."
His heart sank and he fell silent.
Guan Zhijin walked slowly to the passenger side and knocked on the door twice, "Open it, go home, I'll help you."
Tang Xiaoming hesitated for a while and then unlocked the door.
"Do you know why I chose you among so many rich kids?"
He didn't say anything and the car speed increased.
Guan Zhijin leaned back in her chair, resting her mind as she continued indifferently, "Outsiders say that Master Xiao is a playboy who has lost his ambition, but no one knows that you've been keeping a low profile for thirty years, and that the things you've handled have quietly blossomed and borne fruit, which is enough to prove that you have brains and ability. Since we both get what we need, I won't ask about your past relationships. I simply regard that incident as a Tang family heir suffering a loss at the hands of an outsider." She closed her eyes completely, "And I will not tolerate any behavior that provokes my family."
Tang Xiaoming's brows relaxed a lot and he looked at Miss Guan curiously.
When returning to the Tang family, the head nanny saw him and Guan Zhijin riding in the same car, and smiled happily and asked the servant to report first.
"Be good and make your elders happy." Guan Zhijin instructed in a low voice, "If you want to save people, do as I say."
…
Provincial Department.
Huang Hao was handed over yesterday. People from the Anti-Smuggling Bureau and the Economic Investigation Team took turns guarding him to take his statement, conduct verification, and organize the chain of evidence. Zheng Yuan accompanied them throughout the process.
The information Lian Zhuo sent was a detailed list of all smuggling proceeds in Huang Hao's overseas accounts, a goods comparison table, and the people involved in a human trafficking case two years ago.
With all this, Huang Hao fainted several times out of fright. He knew that if Jiang Jingyan hadn't been there, no one could have investigated so deeply. Naturally, he didn't dare to shout anymore, and he no longer questioned the people who came to interrogate him, and cooperated extremely well.
Zheng Yuan carefully read all the information, the source and the person who handled it, and found that he was an employee of one of the Luo family's companies.
Lian Zhuo said that after Jiang Jingyan retired, he invested in and established an offshore company in the name of Mr. Luo, mainly engaged in import and export trade, which was equivalent to one of the branches of the Luo family. When the Luo family immigrated, Jiang Jingyan took this opportunity to send spies to the company to work and conduct secret investigations.
Zheng Yuan was surprised that Jiang Jingyan had started preparing so early, and even joked with Lian Zhuo that Mr. Luo was so unlucky to have such a friend. He was a good businessman, but he only did undercover work.
After the joke, neither of them spoke again.
"Is Mrs. Jiang okay?" Zheng Yuan rubbed the back of his head, his throat was hoarse.
Lian Zhuo sat at the conference table, his spirits mostly broken. "He called me over this morning and said he wanted to prepare for the funeral."
"I haven't seen the body yet, so I don't believe he's dead. He's been tormented on the training ground for so many years. If anyone curses him, he'll be called back even if he becomes the King of Hell!"
Just as he finished speaking, his subordinate knocked on the door and said, "Brother Zheng, someone reported that there was a firearms and ammunition transaction on Tongbei Street."
Tongbei Street used to be the busiest street in Zhounan. The market stretched from the beginning to the end of the street. However, later the real estate was developed in a new area and the market was relocated. The place became deserted, with only dilapidated residential buildings and a few scattered vegetable stalls.
"Reporting illegal transactions to us? Citizens?" Zheng Yuan stood up quickly and gave orders. "Notify all major government agencies. The police will lead the operation, with the industrial and commercial departments cooperating. Let our people identify the models and trace their origins."
The subordinate responded and muttered before leaving, "That guy is quite interesting. His signature is 'Black Chicken White Feather'."
Zheng Yuan was stunned for a moment, then he pinched his waist and cursed, "You bastard!"
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