Chapter 375

"Little Ming, you... oh." Qin Zhao looked at Jing Hongming who was kneeling on the ground, and wanted to persuade him, but didn't know what to say, so he turned around with a sigh.

After Jing Hongming came to the Municipal Second People's Hospital from Hongye Valley, she has been kneeling on the ground in the mortuary, without saying a word, let alone changing her posture, just knelt on the ground so firmly, her tears had already dried up, and her hands His nails had pierced his palm, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

After Jing Hongtaotian was sent to the hospital, she didn't even enter the ward. When others were sent, their bodies were already cold, so what's the use of entering the emergency room? If it wasn't for dealing with the outside world, the hospital wouldn't use it at all. Accompanying him were, besides Qin Zhao and others, Yan Haoran and several government officials.

Secretary Wang Zihua and Mayor Li Ming were the last to arrive. When Secretary Zhao reported the situation to them on the phone in a low voice, Wang and Li's faces turned pale with fright. Jing Hongtaotian, a bright pearl business tycoon designated by the state and who donates large sums of money to inland charities every year, was assassinated by terrorists in Qing Island! Is this okay? Let's not talk about whether the black hats on their heads can be kept, just based on the fact that there are terrorists in Qing Island, they can figure out what kind of blow it will cause Qing Island with their toes.

Because Qing Island is located on the coast and has unique conditions, tourism has always been a relatively important source of income for Qing Island. But if everything that happened today was exposed, how many people would dare to travel to Qing Island? But the only thing that made them feel a little relieved was that Secretary Zhao also secretly told them that Jing Hongtaotian's family agreed with Mr. Qin Zhaoqin's proposal, saying that Jing Hongtaotian died suddenly of a heart attack.

After hearing the news, Secretary Wang and Mayor Li breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. After wiping the cold sweat off their brows, they could see gratitude in each other's eyes. I am grateful to Qin Zhao for understanding their difficulties, and at the same time feel deeply guilty.

Before today, Qin Zhao had already greeted the relevant government departments, saying that Hongye Valley was not suitable for holding a farewell party because it was located in the wilderness, but they didn't listen at all. Although Jing Hong Taotian didn't die at the party, if the location is not set there, those hateful terrorists will mention it.

Go there and bury 30 kg of 4 explosives?

30 kilograms of 4 explosives, the power does not know how many times more violent than TNT! If it exploded in a crowd of tens of thousands of people... What kind of consequences would there be after that, Wang Zihua and Li Ming didn't dare to think about it, but the cold sweat flowed down from their foreheads again, the 'sweat flow' It is no different from the water sprinkled from a certain brand of Yuba. After all, Li Ming was younger. After calling Secretary Zhao's phone number, he reached out to support Secretary Wang, who was unable to stand still, and then yelled at the door: "Secretary!" Hurry up and prepare your car to go to the Municipal Second People's Hospital!

Jing Hong ordered her to kneel on the ground, and she had been kneeling quietly for more than two hours, during which she asked nonchalantly, 'Am I an unfilial son? Other than those words, even Secretary Wang and Mayor Li, who came hand in hand to express their condolences, turned a blind eye.

Before today, Jing Hongming hated this man who was lying on the bed with a hint of relief at the corner of his mouth and his eyes closed. From the moment he was in his arms, Jing Hongming realized after a buzzing sound in his head that this man's blood had been flowing through his body, and it was an indisputable fact that blood was thicker than water. But how did he do it? The only cry of 'Dad' in the past 18 years was only after Jing Hongtaotian closed her eyes.

For more than two hours, he has been deeply blaming himself for this, wanting to cry but unable to cry, wanting to vent... But besides Qin Zhao and the others, that Hu Mietang who killed Jing Hongtao, Already fell off a cliff. Crying but not being able to cry, there is no goal for venting, what else can he do besides stabbing his palm with his nails, biting his lip and kneeling here?

"Secretary Wang, Mayor Li,"

Qin Zhao lightly tugged at the sleeves of Wang and Li, two high-level executives, pulled them out of the mortuary, and said with a wry smile: "Although this incident has made the city government quite embarrassing, it's not the time to blame yourself. The main job should be to deal with the aftermath. Now, please ask the government to keep a good watch over the mouths of all the people present today. I think it’s best for those song and dance troupes to let them go quickly and warn them not to talk nonsense about today’s events, so as not to leak out What kind of rumors are bad for the government's image. Besides, Chairman Jing Hong's family is still in grief, if there is any irrational move..."

Qin Zhao didn't need to say any more, Wang and Li also understood. In fact, from the moment she bowed to Jing Hong's dead body, Jing Hong didn't even look at them. At that time, they were so ashamed that they wanted to leave but there was no reason. Why don't they leave, and the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor of such a big city just stand there stupidly?

If Jing Hongtaotian was an ordinary businessman, they might have bowed and walked away. But the problem is that Jing Hongtaotian is not an ordinary businessman, but a "red capitalist" valued by the country. What's more, the young man kneeling there must not be an unknown person. According to Secretary Zhao, it was Qin Zhao's brother.

Wang and Li don't know what kind of brothers this brotherhood is, but who is Qin Zhao? He is the nephew of the current general secretary! Since Qin Zhao can be regarded as a brother, can he be an ordinary person? In case he got impulsive, what would happen to the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor, wouldn't they just hold their heads together?

Therefore, Wang Zihua and Li Ming were extremely grateful to Qin Zhao for pulling them out of the morgue in good time. The two men who are usually in the sky in Qingdao held Qin Zhao's hand tightly at the same time, wanting to say a few words of thanks or understanding of Long Live, but they couldn't say anything, they just nodded desperately to Qin Zhao's opinion. Secretary Wang Zihua, who was over fifty years old, even slapped his chest, and signed a military order with Qin Zhao, expressing that he would implement Qin Zhao's words and give Jing Hongtaotian's family a satisfactory answer.

What kind of answer will satisfy the billionaire Jing Hong family? God knows! At that time, Qin Zhao will have to be less troubled. Before leaving, Wang and Li looked at each other and smiled wryly.

Watching the city government's car drive out of the hospital, Qin Zhao, standing at the door of the mortuary, felt very irritable. He didn't know how to tell Jing Hongxue the news at home. It seems that it is necessary to make a total calculation. He pondered and took out a cigarette and lit it. Just after taking a puff, he heard the sound of a car engine. Looking up, a red BMW car creaked and parked beside the hospital. yard.

Qin Zhao knew who was coming just by looking at the license plate, not at all who was inside.

Who was the talkative donkey who told Jing Hongxue about this first? Qin Zhao cursed angrily. Even though Jing Hongxue had to know about Jing Hong's monstrous death sooner or later, it had to be done slowly. If she just told her (recklessly) like this, and if she had any accidents about it, Then Jing Hong's life must be crazy! ?

But now that Jing Hongxue is here, it's useless to complain about who told her about it. Qin Zhao threw the cigarette he had just smoked on the ground viciously, forced a smile that was uglier than a smile on his face, and walked quickly towards the BMW.

The car door opened, and Ye Qingling, who was wearing a white windbreaker, came down first. After carefully looking at Qin Zhao and finding that there was no missing arm or leg on his body, he patted his chest with his hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiao Zhao, you," Ye Qingling supported him. The car door pointed to the passenger seat, and whispered: "Jing Hong is over there, go and help her down."

Qin Zhao could see Ye Qingling's worry, he nodded after feeling warm, walked around the front of the car without saying a word, walked to the door, and opened it. There were three people sitting in the car, Wang Yashan from *, Jing Hongxue from the passenger seat, and Taozi from Jiaozi sitting in the back.

Jing Hongxue sat in the car, staring straight at the two wooden doors in the mortuary that smelled of death, and remained motionless. Only the tears streaming down her face and trembling lips proved that she was still alive. Qin Zhao felt a pain in his heart, stretched out his hand to put on her breasts, and called out in a low voice, "Xiaoxue...yes, it's my fault that I didn't protect my uncle well."

With Qin Zhao's hand on the chest, Jing Hongxue slowly turned her head away, eyes full of tears, full of sadness and despair.

"I'm sorry." Seeing the appearance of the good girl who is usually gentle and never cares about others, Qin Zhao felt very uncomfortable. But after calling out Jing Hongxue's name, apart from apologizing to Jing Hongxue, he just hung his head, not knowing what to say.

Qin Zhao now particularly hates the bullshit that he usually claims to be so powerful. Today, not only could he not even protect his brother's father, but even his child almost left with his woman. A person who can't even protect his close relatives is embarrassed to have that feeling of superiority? Still have the face to face Jing Hongxue? People care about you so much!

"I..." Jing Hongxue seemed to be pulled back from despair by Qin Zhao's hand on her body. She opened her mouth with difficulty, her voice was hoarse from crying and she couldn't speak. She could only pause for a while before continuing. : "...my father, he, he left?"

People didn't leave, but their lives were gone.

"Xiaoxue, it's because I didn't protect him well...You, you hit me, huh?" Qin Zhao didn't know how to answer Jing Hongxue's words, but nodded silently. Especially when she saw that Jing Hongxue was about to faint after hearing his answer, her head felt hot, and then she grabbed Jing Hongxue's hand and slapped her face vigorously.

Jing Hongxue was like a puppet, letting Qin Zhao grab her hand and slap Qin Zhao's face.