City: A pen at the beginning promotes a perfect accident - Chapter 133
The Westin Banquet Hall was in a mess, with celebrities and dignitaries escaping in panic, looking frightened.
The center of the screen scene.
Security guards in black suits surrounded the pale-faced Ding Hongjun and his secretary.
Angle of view zooms in.
Ding Hongjun’s trembling skin, thin beads of sweat on his forehead, panting chest, and frightened eyes were all reflected in the Yangcheng Police Detective Headquarters, a gray six-story building, and hundreds of pairs of eyes from the investigation team.
“Those two people’s inner defenses had been completely defeated by Ye Yuan.”
The middle-aged psychology expert with a mellow temperament raised his head, looked at the picture on the screen, flexed his fingers, and said.
After hearing his words, Cheng Xiaoxian, who was sitting in front of him, looked at Ding Hongjun who was enlarged on the screen, and then looked at He glanced at the young female secretary next to Ding Hongjun.
The young female secretary had delicate features and fair skin, and was very beautiful…
But at this moment, her eyes were wide open and she looked panicked.
She didn’t know what was happening behind her. The expert’s words were referring to Ding Hongjun and Qian Wanhai, or Ding Hongjun, and the little secretary.
He frowned, feeling as if he had overlooked something.
…
It’s getting dark.
The second hand, minute hand, and hour hand rotate in circles.
Evening, 18:30.
Evening, 19:22.
Evening, 20:00.
At the Yangcheng official conference building, the report on China Shipping Group’s investment plan in Yang ended without any major surprises. position.
Ding Hongjun’s dull expression revealed a smile.
After this meeting is over, he can return to the villa and wait until tomorrow to leave this nightmare place.
Surrounded by crowds.
Ding Hongjun, with his secretary behind him, walked quickly to the garage.
Standing in front of the car door, I looked around. The underground garage was filled with incandescent lights… except for their fleet, there were no extra vehicles.…
“Finally I can go back.”
Ding Hongjun said.
Behind him, the young female secretary’s cheeks were rosier.
The motorcade rushed into the city.
…
Evening, 8:25.
Under night.
Ye Yuan put on his gray jacket again and stood on the Changgang Interchange with his hands in his pockets.
Looking down at the intersection with continuous lights, like a long queue.
Starting from this location, a road network in Yangcheng appeared in front of Ye Yuan’s eyes.
Follow the steps of the path.
More complete information, phone calls, roads, and navigation began to be transmitted and guided to the mobile phones and devices of different people in this city…
The moment endless transfers appeared in this night.
A research institute located in a certain location in Yangcheng.
In front of the huge screen, red lights lit up and sirens kept blasting.
“alarm!”
“alarm!”
“Yangcheng transportation network abnormality…”
…
A secret conference room where shadows are projected
“Let them continue driving along the original road and do not inform Ding Hongjun of this news.”
“In addition, send a team over to strengthen the security teams of Ding Jun and Qian Wanhai.”
“Pay attention to opening the net
, but I want to see what methods Ye Yuan can use.”
The majestic voice sounded.
….
In the silent carriage, he closed his eyes, but his body still trembled from time to time.
Ding Hongjun, when he opened his eyes.
What he saw was the winding overpass not far away, and then he saw densely packed vehicles in front and behind…
Their convoy was blocked in the center!
At the overpass ahead, a large car passed by, with huge beams of light reflecting on the windshields on both sides.
Ding Hongjun felt his mouth was dry and he seemed to be out of breath, so he gasped for air.
He didn’t notice it, or if he did, he didn’t have the energy to pay attention to it.
In this carriage, right next to him, there was a softer, dull, narrow breathing sound.
…
“Even ordinary celebrities will become frightened like that in a promoting atmosphere and environment.”
Overpass.
Ye Yuan stood in the shadows, looking at the convoy that was knocking down, and pointed out:”And she… is the only one who has experienced all the events with her.”
“It’s a pity that she is like a shadow, subconsciously ignored by everyone”
……
Ye Yuan raised his head and glanced at the moon that looked extremely bright tonight.
Inside the dull carriage.
The voice of the intercom kept ringing.
The tone is serious and narrow.
The vigilant team is paying attention to all the vehicles around the road that may pose a danger to them… tank trucks! truck!
Mixer truck…
I don’t know why, but in this night, large vehicles keep approaching the safe area of the convoy.
…
The words on the intercom sounded every time.
Ding Hongjun’s body will tremble one more time…
“call!”
“call!”
“call!”
He kept breathing violently.
He was about to reach the limit of emotional collapse.
He couldn’t restrain his fear, madness, and desire for destruction.
He clenched his fists tightly.
At this time, Ding Hongjun also noticed another sound getting louder and louder by his ear. A dull gasping sound…
…
He raised his head and saw his secretary and lover Jiang Muyu. His face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was out of control.
Ding Hongjun noticed.
Jiang Muyu reached out to her feet wrapped in black stockings…
She took off her high heels, which were not too short!
The expression is ferocious!
Ding Hongjun’s eyes suddenly widened with fear on his face… what faced him was the sharp heel!
Stabs hard into the eye socket… once, and again…
…
Ding Hongjun is not completely dead yet…
His chest is heaving…
One eye can see a hazy red color.
He vaguely remembered the scene:
He fell in love with Jiang Muyu, who had just graduated from college… so he ordered his men to quietly promote the car accident involving Jiang Muyu’s family.
He took the helpless girl by his side, becoming both his secretary and his lover.
Jiang Muyu, who has no family, can only stay by his side completely.
So, for nearly eight years.
Ding Hongjun struggled, took out a silver pistol from his hand, pointed it at the collapsed Jiang Muyu… and pulled the trigger! boom!
……
Ding-ding-ding…
It’s just that we were jammed on the way back to the villa because of the normal rush hour after work.
Qian Wanhai connected to the mobile phone between another overpass.
“Um”
“I see.”
She hung up the phone very calmly.
Qian Wanhai glanced at the middle-aged housekeeper in the car… and then looked expressionlessly at the traffic jam in front of and behind the car.
It was as if she saw the endless darkness opening up to her. You can’t escape… you can’t escape, this is Su (Qian Nuo’s) fate!
“Unlock the car door.”
Qian Wanhai said.
She opened the car door.
Under the gazes of the motorcade in front and behind her, Qian Wanhai strolled along the busy road.
The night wind blew her hair back, making a grin…
Qian Wanhai glanced at the traffic under the bridge!
Boom!
Before the security guards behind her could react, she jumped over and jumped under the bridge! Boom!
…
There is a presence in the night, constantly receiving messages.
All parties…Jing Jingxian!
——————————————————————— ps: In Chapter 128, it was mentioned that the secretary handed Ding Hongjun information in the carriage. Here, it is implied that the secretary was completely following him.
Chapter 132: Ordinary celebrities are silent and afraid of it, and they are also exaggerating and foreshadowing it. _To read the underlined version of the novel, please download the Feilu Novel APP!
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