After cooperating with the Flying Tigers to complete the investigation, Mo Zhexuan was filled with gratitude.
Fortunately, because he was worried that too many reporters would cause trouble, he did not let Guan Jiahui and others come to greet him.
Otherwise, if any of them were hit by a sniper today.
Then he will definitely never forgive himself for the rest of his life.
Whenever I think of the tragedy that happened to Li Lingge, my heart is filled with self-blame.
She regretted why she sent her to Eastern Province in the first place and why she didn't send a few bodyguards to follow her in advance.
Even though several months have passed, it is still as clear as if it were yesterday.
Of course, the most hateful person is the real murderer behind the scenes. Today's sniper was obviously targeting him.
If I hadn't happened to pick up the microphone that had fallen on the ground, I would have been the one who got hit.
"Who is it?" Mo Zhexuan sat in the back seat, holding a cigar in his hand, his eyes deep, muttering to himself.
Suddenly, the figure of Li Guanghu appeared clearly in my mind.
If you want to say who has offended me the most recently, it must be this person.
"Xing'an! When you return, have someone closely monitor Li Guanghu and report any developments to me."
"Okay! Mo Sheng!" Wo Xing'an's eyes focused, and he instantly understood the meaning of the order and responded immediately.
"Contact Lao Wang to dispatch some more agile bodyguards from the Black Ice Platform to strengthen our protection."
"clear!"
Heibingtai Security Company has currently established a foothold in the Golden Triangle region.
Through various strategies and means, both overt and covert, a group of powerful armed forces were successfully supported.
This has led to its influence growing in this complex and ever-changing region, making it a force that cannot be ignored.
But it also successfully attracted the attention of the United States, the world's number one superpower, and now it can only hide in the dark and develop.
Afterwards, Mo Zhexuan fell into deep thought and began to worry about his son Mo Yanhuang who was far away in the Polar Bear Country.
"I wonder how this little guy is doing in Polar Bear? Can he get along well with Lilia and adapt to life there?"
"Tangyuan! Don't blame Dad. For your safety, I can only do this..."
Meanwhile, in the capital of the polar bears, a towering palace stands in a world covered in silver.
The palace has a unique architectural style that combines Byzantine, Renaissance and Baroque styles.
Every stone seems to be telling the vicissitudes of history.
The roof of the palace was covered with thick snow, like a white velvet blanket.
Snowflakes continued to fall, gently piling up on the roof, forming graceful arcs.
Under the eaves, the icicles are crystal clear, like sharp swords, shining brightly in the cold wind.
In an open space in a villa, Mo Yanhuang was wrapped in a thick cotton jacket and was hugged tightly by Lilia.
He stared with curious eyes, concentrating on the lifelike snowman on the ground.
Lilia smiled, pointed at the snowman, and said gently to Mo Yanhuang:
"Tangyuan, look at this snowman, doesn't it look like a little bear?"
"Yes!" Mo Yanhuang responded in a hoarse voice.
"How about we build a snowman together?" Lilia suggested gently, finally feeling relieved.
She has been heartbroken these days. Mo Yanhuang has been crying for almost three days and three nights, and every day he wants to find Mo Zhexuan and Guan Jiahui.
After a while, the mother and son were having a great time playing in the snow, and their laughter echoed in the open snowfield.
Mo Yanhuang held the snow in his little hands and tried to make a taller snowman, while Lilia smiled and guided him, occasionally helping him to reinforce the snowman's body.
Just when they were having fun, a security guard hurried over and told Lilia a piece of news, which made her face change instantly.
"Mo Zhexuan! Nothing can happen to you!" Lilia muttered to herself with a fierce glint in her eyes.
"If anyone dares to touch you, I will tear her into pieces."
.............
When the news that the head of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, Wei Liqin, was assassinated was exposed by the media.
This shocking news swept across every corner of Hong Kong like a storm, attracting widespread attention and heated discussion.
The G government was completely at the center of the storm and became the target of verbal and written criticism. Its reputation plummeted to the bottom in an instant.
Just when all Hong Kong citizens were complaining about public security issues, the news that Governor Youde was hospitalized for emergency treatment suddenly spread.
This news was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing an uproar.
The citizens' emotions are becoming increasingly complicated regarding the Governor's health.
Many people even showed an indifferent attitude, and some even bluntly hoped that he would just "pass away".
Such remarks undoubtedly reflect the citizens' deep dissatisfaction and disappointment with current social problems.
They eagerly look forward to a more just, orderly and secure social environment.
We hope to stay away from frequent social security turmoil, and we do not want to see the shadow of terrorist attacks looming over this land.
The instigator Li Guanghu learned that the killer failed to kill Mo Zhexuan and instead accidentally killed Wei Liqin, the head of the Independent Commission Against Corruption.
He was so angry that he flew into a rage, his face flushed red, and he almost fainted from anger.
"Guanghu! What should we do now? If we are found out, my whole family will be killed without a burial place."
Wang Meijuan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She originally firmly disagreed with Li Guanghu hiring a killer to take revenge on Mo Zhexuan.
After all, if it were discovered, there would be no way back, but under Li Guanghu's persuasion, he finally agreed.
"Don't worry! I have arranged everything." Li Guanghu looked tired, but extremely calm.
When choosing to do it, you have already chosen the way out, and then you say,
"You and Zhiyuan should go to Treasure Island and settle down immediately. I will come find you after I deal with some of the remaining assets."
"Then when are we leaving?" Wang Meijuan's voice trembled slightly.
"I'm leaving tonight."
“.........”
After the couple discussed it, they packed up hurriedly and orderly.
That night, Wang Meijuan took Li Zhiyuan, who had just gone out for medical treatment, on board the ship to Taiwan.
"Mo Zhexuan! I spent 10 million US dollars to buy your life. You definitely won't be able to escape this time!"
Li Guanghu stood on the shore, looking at the ship's back gradually going away, the sea breeze blowing across his face.
But it couldn't dispel the strong murderous intent and determination in his eyes.
He clenched his fists, as if he wanted to concentrate all his anger and murderous intent into his fingertips.
The fingers were embedded so deeply in the flesh that there was no feeling at all.
"Haha! Angel's Trumpet will definitely succeed!"
A strange sneer appeared on Li Guanghu's lips, and that smile was full of cruelty and sinisterness.
It seemed to foreshadow the coming of a storm in the darkness.
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