Chapter 258 I will exchange you for your safe return
Zheng Yuan received the news at the last minute and thought there were changes in the city, so he hurriedly sent two people to meet up with Jiang Jingyan first, while he went to retrieve the official letter in person.
Lian Zhuo sped along, observing the expressions of the men in the back row from time to time.
Now that we have arrested someone today, all our previous plans have been scrapped and we cannot escape the accountability of the provincial government.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly and glanced at his phone screen. "Someone has appeared. Shall we take action?"
"Watch it closely first." Jiang Jingyan turned his phone back and forth, his face dark. "Has Chen Qing left yet?"
"Not yet. Miss Chen suddenly returned to the Yan family, and Daliang was waiting nearby."
Jiang Jingyan originally wanted to see Chen Qing get on the bus to school with his own eyes, but the situation changed and he could only rely on Tang Xiaoming.
"Otherwise, I'll take care of Huang Jia and you go to school." Lian Zhuo stopped at the intersection.
There were ten seconds left on the red light, and the air pressure in the car was extremely low. As the green light came on, the man's voice was obscure, "The informant selected by Meng Hongwen is impossible for ordinary people to deal with. I must go."
Lian Zhuo hesitated to speak, stepped on the accelerator and drove straight to the club.
Forty minutes later, the car stopped by the lake 500 meters away from Huangjia. The people sent by Zheng Yuan had not arrived yet. Tourists were coming and going not far away, and several plainclothes officers from the Municipal Bureau were waiting among them.
Jiang Jingyan called Chen Qing using his spare cell phone, but no one answered.
"Is Daliang still watching over the Yan family?" He felt inexplicably anxious, his mouth dry, and he ripped off his tie with all his might. "Tell him to report to Tang Xiaoming immediately."
Lian Zhuo's attention briefly shifted from the entrance of Huangjia International to the back row. The man's eyes, as dark as scattered ink, shocked him and made his chest suffocate slightly. "We are doing this on a temporary basis. Mr. Yan is unaware of this. Don't worry, Miss Chen will be fine."
Jiang Jingyan calculated the time accurately. Once Chen Qing successfully entered Tang Xiaoming's sight and left the city, Yan Baiqing would no longer be able to use her to threaten anyone. He would first capture the informant of Huangjia International and tear off the shaky fig leaf between Yan Baiqing and Meng Hongwen. After that, no matter who of the two made a move first, it would be a step forward in the situation. If Yan Weilan jumped out to defend either side, the other side would also be caught.
But Chen Qing is still here, so we can only wait.
Ripples appeared on the surface of the lake, layer upon layer, shaking Jiang Jingyan's heart. He suddenly remembered that in the morning in the hospital, Chen Qing's face was a little pale. When he saw him, his eyes were red and he looked aggrieved.
She is always like this, trying to act like nothing happened, but she can't.
Jiang Jingyan watched her grow up. Every time he went home, the little girl's appearance changed a little, but her stubbornness remained unchanged in the past six years.
Lian Zhuo once joked that his soldiers just followed his will, and even Chen Qing had his temper.
Jiang Jingyan stroked the photo on the screen of his mobile phone. It was taken by Mrs. Luo when Chen Qing went to another province to participate in a competition in his freshman year. He was holding the trophy and facing the camera obediently, with his eyes curved into a crescent moon.
She should have been as bright as a flower bud in a greenhouse.
Jiang Jingyan often felt that he did not spoil her enough, and did not let her feel at ease staying behind him. If he lost that backbone, he would be happy to pamper her and indulge her.
A cell phone rang in the driver's seat. He looked up and Lian Zhuo turned his head worriedly.
As their eyes met, the sky suddenly became turbid, and the damp smell of rain was swept in by the wind, rushing into the carriage.
In just a few seconds, the dark clouds completely descended.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Yan family was solemn.
Aunt He stood at the stairs at a loss. Yan Baiqing had just asked her to go and question him, and when she came back, Chen Qing was nowhere to be found.
The sound of breaking wine bottles downstairs startled the servants and nanny, who all gathered in the living room. They were dismissed by Yan Baiqing, who went down to the basement alone.
After Yan Weilan was hospitalized, the number of people in the family was reduced by half. Most of them were servants who cleaned the courtyard and took care of the flowers and plants. Generally, no one was allowed to stay in the living room unless otherwise instructed.
Yan Baiqing stood beside the wine cabinet. In the dim light, he could vaguely see two overlapping figures in the corner.
"Zhao Ming." He rubbed his temples, suppressing his anger, "Let her go."
"Let me go first!"
Upon hearing the news, Old Qian rushed in through the small door in the garden, was stunned for a moment, and then pounced on Zhao Ming.
"Don't move!" Zhao Ming held a piece of glass and pressed it hard against Chen Qing's neck, his scarlet eyes revealing murderous intent. "Mr. Yan, you made me like a rat crossing the street and trapped me here for a night. What are you planning? Don't I understand?"
Yan Baiqing clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and took slow steps, his eyes fixed on Chen Qing. "You won't be able to escape if you do this." He paused, his voice dark, "You don't know me."
Zhao Ming was panting heavily and gritting his teeth.
Chen Qing stretched out his hand tremblingly, "Mr. Yan..."
Her sobbing voice irritated Yan Baiqing so much that his forehead swelled. He took a big step and reached for a pistol hidden deep in a box under the table next to the wine cabinet. "You are dissatisfied with the escape route I arranged for you, so tell me what you want."
"Take me out of the country, by water." Zhao Ming pushed Chen Qing towards the light. "Please accompany me, Miss Chen. Once we get on the boat, you take the people and I'll take the money and fly away."
Yan Baiqing narrowed his eyes slightly. "You want a way out, money, and hostages, Zhao Ming. You're really talking big."
Zhao Ming hunched over, hiding behind Chen Qing, clinging to the wall, always paying attention to his surroundings. "I think if Mr. Yan can afford it, I can afford it too."
"Call the police!" Chen Qing suddenly shouted, "Bai Qing, call the police! Don't fall for his trick!"
Her movements were so large that Zhao Ming was caught off guard. He used force with his arm, and the sharp corner of the glass pierced her flesh, and blood immediately flowed into her collar.
Two lines appeared on Yan Baiqing's lips and nose. His thumb was hooked towards the safety pin. When he was about to raise his hand, Lao Qian grabbed him first and shook his head imperceptibly.
"Mr. Yan, don't be impatient." Old Qian turned his back and reached for his waist, revealing the outline of a dagger. "Your current identity is a gun, the nature is different. Don't let your efforts go to waste."
Yan Baiqing's chest heaved violently. He endured it again and again, and finally put the gun in Lao Qian's palm.
"I promise you." He picked up the bottle of wine beside him and took a swig. "But the car is at the gate. If you force her into the car and it's caught on camera, what will be the consequences?"
Zhao Ming snorted coldly, "Take me out the same way you brought me in. I believe Mr. Yan has a way."
Chen Qing's eyes were filled with fear, and his voice was stammering, "I won't go with him, Mr. Yan... please..."
"It's not up to you!" Zhao Ming grabbed a handful of her hair, completely controlling her. "Miss Chen, if I had known you were so useful, I should have come to you earlier."
Old Qian stood calmly aside, while Yan Baiqing's face was visibly filled with anger. He looked at Chen Qing inquiringly, feeling that something was wrong.
"The sooner you find her, the sooner you will die." Yan Baiqing put down the wine bottle and brushed his collar, like a wild leopard, elegant and brutal.
He put his hands behind his back and raised his chin slightly, "Don't be afraid, Qing'er. No matter how hard I try, I will get you back safely."
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