Chapter 82 The Man Behind the Scenes
After hanging up the phone, Huo Beiyan still couldn't figure out what Ji Linshen was thanking him for.
I called Qin Jiaojiao again, but still no one answered.
Huo Beiyan tugged at his tie irritably.
Ji Linshen gave Chu Qi a few simple instructions, rubbed the fingers holding the phone gently, replied that he had arrived safely, and then put the phone away.
This country has his unbearable experiences and memories. If he had not met Huo Beiyan, he would have died here.
His eyes grew colder, and his hands on his legs clenched tighter.
Lu Shiman was busy playing mahjong and had no time to reply to messages.
She and Qin Jiaojiao both lost a lot of money and originally decided not to play with money, but Qin Jiaojiao said it was boring, so they decided to play for real.
"Can I just owe you a bet? I have no chips left." Lu Shiman looked at his empty drawer and pursed his lips.
Lu Jianheng smiled brightly: "No, settle it first before continuing."
Lu Shiman’s lips were almost pouting to the ceiling: “Brother, you must be cheating!”
Lu Chixu tapped the table absentmindedly, then suddenly pushed the entire deck of cards into the shuffler: "Are you going to default on your debt?"
Amid the mechanical sound of metal rollers turning, he raised his eyebrows and looked at his sister's empty drawer.
Lu Shiman took out his mobile phone to transfer the money. When he saw Ji Linshen’s message, he perfunctorily replied with an emoticon and continued to fight with his brothers.
Time passed minute by minute. The four of them hadn't played mahjong so happily for a long time. At 2 a.m., there was no sign of it ending.
Lu Chixu and Lu Jianheng did as they had agreed and fired the shots Qin Jiaojiao fired, only targeting Lu Shiman.
To avenge the previous Landlord game where he said that they had low IQs.
The servant on duty got up in the middle of the night and saw the young masters and young ladies still playing mahjong, but he didn't dare to intervene.
Seeing Lu Shiman pouting, the maid hesitated for a moment. She took out her cell phone from her pocket and pointed the camera at Lu Shiman, whose face was wrinkled like a bun.
When they first came, Assistant Chu had instructed that if Miss Lu did anything wrong or was wronged, they should be notified immediately.
Chu Qi was reporting the whereabouts and movements of Ji's third uncle and younger uncle to Ji Linshen who was inspecting the laboratory. He was stunned when he received the photo.
The report paused, and Ji Lin frowned deeply: "Is there a problem?"
Chu Qi respectfully handed the phone to Ji Linshen: "It's from the servant who takes care of Mr. Lu."
Ji Linshen took the phone and saw Lu Shiman sitting at the mahjong table with her chin in her hand and pouting.
Her stern expression softened a bit, and she looked at the time watermark on the photo, frowning. He had just left for one night, and she stayed up until late at night.
Enlarging the photo, Ji Linshen scanned her eyebrows and eyes, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he returned the phone to Chu Qi.
He took out his mobile phone and directly transferred 200,000 yuan to Lu Shiman.
Ji Linshen: [Pocket money.]
Lu Shiman felt her phone vibrate, but she ignored it. She was burning with the flames of revenge and had no time to look at her phone.
The four of them continued to fight until four in the morning, and finally broke up because they were too sleepy.
Huo Beiyan ended up being alone in the empty room.
.......
It was snowing in Florence, and the snow curtain covered the Gothic spires, and broken pieces of jade fell down.
Ji Linshen brought his men out of the laboratory and went directly to Ji Bochang's hiding place.
He had two purposes for coming this time. One was to identify the person behind Ji Bochang's release, and the other was to take Ji Bochang's life.
Amidst falling snow, twelve bulletproof vehicles rolled over the icy cobblestone road, leaving winding black ruts in the snow.
"Young Master." Chu Qi turned around from the passenger seat, his silver pistol glowing coldly in the secret compartment.
Ji Linshen took the pistol, and stroked the carvings on the gun with his pale knuckles. His voice was as soft as a whisper: "Grandma, I'll let you send a black-haired person one last time."
The convoy stopped in front of a hidden villa, which was already surrounded by Ji Linshen's men.
In the villa, Ji Bo often talked on the phone with Old Mrs. Ji.
"Grandma, I've already been forced to leave the country. What else do you want me to do?" Ji Bochang was very emotional. "If you hadn't been so soft-hearted, he would have died long ago. How could our Ji family be in this state now?"
"That freak is as ominous as his mother. He should be tortured to death like his mother." Ji Bochang said with resentment.
"Grandma, you've already lost a son and a grandson. Do you still want us all to die?"
"Now as long as Ji Linshen dies, we can all survive. What's wrong with that?"
As soon as Ji Bochang finished speaking, the door of the villa was suddenly thrown open, and a team of black-clad bodyguards rushed in, armed with weapons and well-trained.
Ji Bochang widened his eyes in astonishment, and the microphone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Ji Linshen walked slowly into the villa, exuding a cold aura. His eyes were like knives, piercing straight at Ji Bochang.
How...how did you find this place?" Ji Bochang's voice trembled, his eyes full of fear.
"You've been running for so long, are you tired?" Ji Lin curled his lips and raised the gun towards him: "The cat and mouse game is over."
"Ji Linshen, I'm your brother, you can't do this." Ji Bochang's face was pale, his lips trembled, and fear filled his heart.
"It seems that the time you lived and ate with a dog didn't teach you to be grateful." A middle-aged man's voice sounded behind him.
It was Ji’s uncle, Ji Zhongmou, and he was followed by a group of well-trained bodyguards.
"The Ji family raised you, and this is how you treat your blood relatives?" Ji Zhongmou walked forward slowly, his eyes cold and calculating.
"Rin Shen, for the sake of our blood connection, how about giving your brother a chance to live? We are all family..."
Before he could finish his words, the sound of gunfire shook the snow off the branches.
Ji Bochang collapsed in front of the fireplace, wailing and covering his legs: "Ji Linshen, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."
Ji Lin squatted down, pulled up Ji Bochang's tie and wiped the barrel of the gun: "Uncle is right..." When he raised his eyes, the firelight from the fireplace cast spider-web-like shadows on his eyelashes. "After all, we are blood relatives."
Outside the window, snow and wind were raging, and icicles were piercing the frozen fountain.
Ji Zhongmou took a half step back, his Adam's apple rolling as he swallowed the unspoken threat. A dozen red sniper dots moved across the front of his expensive suit, weaving a spider web of death.
Chu Qi leaned over to pick up the phone that Ji Bochang had dropped on the carpet and handed it to Ji Linshen respectfully: "Master."
Ji Linshen took the phone and saw an unknown caller on the screen.
The moment the receiver was pressed against my ear, all the surrounding sounds disappeared.
He clenched his back teeth tightly, tasting blood on the tip of his tongue, but he still prayed madly in his heart, please don't let it be grandma, don't let it be the grandma who saved him from hell and gave him sunshine.
There was no sound on the other end of the receiver. Ji Lin took a deep breath.
Amidst the hum of electricity, there was the sound of fabric rubbing against each other, as if someone was repeatedly stroking the receiver.
When the trembling voice of "Xiao Shen" pierced the silence, Ji Linshen's pupils suddenly contracted.
He stepped back unconsciously, the veins on the back of his hand throbbing wildly under his pale skin, and his knuckles squeezed the phone, making a teeth-aching sound.
The crystal chandelier cast fragmented light and shadows on his face. The suppressed gasp in his throat turned into white mist and dissipated, but it could not take away the ice that had condensed in his chest.
My heart sinks into darkness little by little.
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