Chapter 173

If you want to hide, you have to hide.

If something really happened to Joss, she didn't mind adding a fire to it. If Jos could disappear, it would be better.

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At this time, Kyoto International Airport.

Fang Zhengqiu hung up the phone and looked at the man who was silent beside him. He picked an eyebrow: "I have to go back to Muhai city before tomorrow morning. We only have one night."

"We?" Jing chihan sneered, and a chill came out of the corner of his eyes: "are you sure?"

Fang Zhengqiu's eyes narrowed. Under the transparent lens, his black eyes were slightly astringent.

As the chief of Muhai City, he has nothing special to do and can't leave at will. Especially when he comes back to Kyoto, his goal is too big and it's easy to attract the attention of some forces.

He has made such a big sacrifice, but Jing chihan is still so ruthless. This man is really annoying.

In the airport hall, there are not many people at this time. Fang Zhengqiu walks outside, and Jing zhehan slowly hangs behind.

After a while, the mobile phone rang again. Fang Zhengqiu picked it up and listened to it twice. He looked around for a while and nodded: "I see you. Come here."

A black BMW came from the other side and stopped steadily in front of them.

Pull open the door, Fang Zhengqiu sit in, Jing chihan followed.

In the car, the man in the front seat looked very ugly. He had no expression on his face. He said coldly: "these buildings are all properties under Meng Chen's name. On the second page, they are properties under Meng Jin's name. I looked around, but I didn't find anything suspicious."

"What about Meng Chen's whereabouts these two days?" Jing qiehan looks at the properties and asks without looking up.

He seems to grasp all the strength, so that the front seat of the man Leng for a while, looking to Fang Zhengqiu.

Fang Zhengqiu was not happy, but he nodded.

The man then continued: "there are many bodyguards around him. I dare not get too close to him, but I don't find anything wrong with his whereabouts. He is not in good health. He usually doesn't go to the company. He is at home. Sometimes he goes out, that is, to go to the club, or the hospital, or to inspect his industry. It's very normal."

"No way." As soon as the man's voice fell, Jing chihan's eyes were fixed on one of the properties in the stack of documents. He raised his eyes and said slowly, "he's not a man who can fake his hand. If joss is in his hand, he will act in person."

Although Fang Zhengqiu didn't like him, he agreed with this: "Meng Chen is cautious. In addition, the Meng family is cleaning up the White House. He won't let others do the things they have left behind. He must have gone in person. If you think about it carefully, is his whereabouts really OK?"

The man in the front seat was questioned and a little unhappy, but when he thought that the situation was serious and didn't get angry, he recalled it carefully.

The carriage was very quiet for a moment. Fang Zhengqiu leaned on the back of his chair, a little tired. His vision shifted. Seeing that Jing chihan was still staring at the page of the document, he was stunned and asked, "what do you see?"

"The first floor, the second floor, the fourth floor, the ninth floor, the tenth floor, the thirteenth floor, and the twentieth floor. If it was you who caught someone, where would you hide it?"

Fang Zhengqiu sat up, took the document in his hand, looked through it disorderly for a while, and his eyes became heavy.

The floors of these properties are what Jing chehan said. His eyes are fixed on the 20th floor.

"If it was me, I would choose this one. It would be higher. At least I don't have to worry about the hostage escaping or her asking for help. After all, people on the 20th floor can't see her." Fang Zhengqiu tore off the page and handed it to the man in front of him: "what's the terrain near here?"

The man took it, turned on the computer, checked it, and said, "it's the road outside, nearby... And so on. Meng Chen has been near the house these two days. You see, the red dot is a small shopping mall in the Meng family. Because of the bad business before, it's being redecorated now. These two days, Meng Chen has been to see the process of decoration."

Will Meng Chen bother so much about a small shopping mall? Can't help reporting every day during decoration?

Moreover, the house is next to the road, and there are no pedestrians under it. It's even more impossible to ask for help.

It looks like it's really here.

"Drive right now, go here."

Just as the car started, Jing chihan's phone rang.

He looked at the caller ID and said, "coming."

"Yes, Tang Jun explained everything in the detention center, but he was not sure about the license plate of the other party. Fortunately, he had a security camera on his car. When he was driving away, he passed by the fierce car and photographed the license plate. Our tracking results showed that the last place where the car appeared was the airport. However, I checked the flight schedule of that night, but I didn't find the relevant passengers, and Mrs. Jing didn't have boarding records, If the guess is good, they used a private plane. Jing chihan, the other party seems to have a high status. People who can afford a private plane should have some grudges with you. If you think about it carefully, are there any suspects? "

Jing chihan pursed his lips slightly: "I know who it is."

"You know?" At the other end of the phone, Yin Lin's voice raised a little: "where are you now, I'll be right there."

"Kyoto." Two words left and he hung up.

The car was still on the way, and Fang Zhengqiu, next to him, said coldly: "Yin Lin? I didn't expect that Tang Jing's future successor would know our little police of the Ministry of public security. "

Jing zhehan didn't answer. The meeting between him and Yin Lin was personal. It had nothing to do with the family, it was his private affair.

The man Fang Zhengqiu was looking for had good driving skills. After a while, he arrived at his destination.

"Break in?" Fang Zhengqiu got out of the car, looked up at a window and asked deeply.

Jing chihan's eyebrows are slightly frowning. He's here temporarily. Now he has to transfer people to help him. It will take at least an hour or two. He can't wait. He needs to know immediately whether joss is alive or dead, whether he's hurt or not, whether he's suffering losses.

Entering the gate, he stood at the entrance of the elevator and pressed the up button.

Fang Zhengqiu frowned and confessed: "I can't fight. I don't know how many people there are. Are you sure you can do it alone?"

The man didn't say a word. When the elevator arrived, he went in.

Fang Zhengqiu sank his eyes, but he still followed.

When she woke up, she found that she was shaking. She shook her head and sat up reluctantly. Looking out the window at the speeding Road, she felt the pain in her temples.

She rubbed her eyebrows and looked ahead: "you..."

It's a business car. It's a seven seater car. Joss is placed in a three seater seat in the back and the front is full of people.

Her body is not bound, people are free, but dizzy, joss thought of tonight's bread, which must be mixed with something, blame her too careless, yesterday's no problem, think today's no problem.

She looked down at her clothes. They were complete and her hands were bandaged again.