"So, is he the mole that Shengtang Morgan planted around Mr. G?" Zhang Heng asked.
At this time, Director Zheng and the driver had already returned to the car. After closing the door, Director Zheng looked a little surprised. "It seems that you already know what happened before. I was going to let him tell you himself. "
He paused and continued, "Yes, that's right. He is the mole that Shengtang Morgan Group planted among us. We can't help it. Although we are all companions, not everyone has enough confidence in the future described by Mr. G. We are walking on a road full of thorns, and it is inevitable that some people will waver along the way. What's more, our opponent, Shengtang Morgan Group, controls all the resources of New Shanghai 0297 except for the first floor. They can often offer a bargaining chip that is difficult to refuse."
Director Zheng looked at his colleague on the ground as he spoke.
"Unfortunately, his faith was not firm enough, and he eventually lost to his own greed."
"I told you, I did not lose to greed. They came to me first and threatened me with my daughter, son, and wife. That's why I had to cooperate with them!" The bodyguard on the ground was emotional. "We have known each other for so long. You should know very well what kind of person I am. I will not betray Mr. G for money. On the contrary, you knew that Shengtang Morgan's people had come to me, didn't you? In the end, not only did you not provide me with protection, but you used me to provide false information to the other party. After that, you even killed my daughter, son, and wife!"
Director Zheng shook his head. "Don't say that we didn't give you a chance. The day after you were bought by Shengtang Morgan, you came to work. I asked you several times if you had encountered any trouble in your life recently, but you told me that your wife and you were arguing about whether to send your child to the third floor for primary school.
"A week later, we went to investigate those bikers together. I also tactfully hinted to you that no matter what mistakes you made, it's not too late to turn back. In the end, you still refused to come to your senses. You smiled and asked me why I had become so sentimental recently. Even until two hours ago, when I sent you an email asking you out for barbecue, you replied that you wanted to put your daughter to sleep.
"So don't lie about how I didn't give you a chance. Your family could have survived, but they died because of you. Yes, you are the real murderer who killed them. It's not me, nor is it Mr. G," Director Zheng said coldly.
His words were like a sharp knife, stabbing into the chest of the man on the ground, causing the latter to burst into tears. He finally broke down completely. "I, I really didn't expect things to come to this."
"Yes, fluke mentality is an inherent flaw in human genes, but in the end, we all have to pay the price for what we have done."
"Give me another chance," the man on the ground pleaded, "I'm not afraid of death. I just don't want to die as a traitor. If I die, I won't have the face to see my family again. Like everyone else, I firmly believe that that day will come. This belief doesn't lose to anyone. I don't expect to return to Mr. G's side and continue to protect his safety, but now is the time to hire people. I believe that there will always be a suitable job for me. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will not retreat!"
"I can't make the decision on this matter. You'd better ask Mr. G directly when you see him," Director Zheng said. "My task tonight is to send you to see him."
Feng Zi, who was at the side, was completely shocked by the conversation between the two. After a while, she tugged at Zhang Heng's clothes and asked in a low voice, "What is going on? I thought it was the future, and the new world was just a slogan they used to deceive outsiders."
"No, what they said is true. It's just that I'm afraid the future is not as beautiful as most of them think," Zhang Heng said lightly.
…
The black MPV finally stopped outside the private garden that Zhang Heng had been to before.
And Mr. G was sitting at the table where he met Zhang Heng last time, holding a teacup in his hand. Although it was very late, he was still dressed neatly, and he didn't look sleepy at all.
It couldn't be helped. Tonight's matter was too important to him. Even if he lay in bed, he couldn't close his eyes, especially after the last member of the special operations team lost contact with him. During that time, even Director Zheng didn't dare to get close to him.
It was not until he received another email from Zhang Heng that Mr. G's mood improved a little. However, when he saw Zhang Heng again, the look in his eyes became a little complicated. He opened his mouth, and there were too many questions he wanted to ask Zhang Heng. For example, how did Zhang Heng kill everyone in the emergency response team alone, how did he snatch the memory encoder from his special operations team, and how did he escape from the Four Continents Hotel that was shrouded in fire … But these questions were not important now. In the end, Mr. G only said two words.
"Please sit down."
Director Zheng pulled out the chairs for Zhang Heng and Feng Zi, letting the two sit down. After that, he pushed the bodyguard who betrayed Mr. G to Mr. G's feet. However, Mr. G did not look at the bodyguard at all. He placed his hands on the table and looked straight into Zhang Heng's eyes.
"Well, I admit that you won this round. You can tell me your conditions now."
"I need surgery to remove the GPS in my head."
"No problem," Mr. G agreed. "You deserve it."
Zhang Heng pointed at Feng Zi again. "She is now wanted by the entire city. She needs a new identity to start a new life. In addition, you'd better help me prepare a new identity because I have a friend who might need it. "
"The female streamer who lives with you? No problem. In fact, as long as I succeed, not only can I give them a new identity, but I can also let them live on the fifth level. "
"I need 50 shellac records. Gather them for me before you act," Zhang Heng continued.
This time, Mr. G was stunned. "Shellac records? What's that?"
After that, Director Zheng whispered something in Mr. G's ear. Mr. G frowned, "You are collecting these outdated old records. Why?"
"There's no reason. It's just because I'm happy," Zhang Heng said lightly.
"… I'm fine with the first few requirements, but the last one, I'm not sure if I can help you find so many shellac records in a short time. Although shellac records are not very valuable, they are indeed very rare. Maybe you can keep them for a little longer."
"No, you don't seem to understand the current situation. I'm not here to negotiate with you." Zhang Heng did not avoid Mr. G's gaze. Instead, he looked back at him. "You gave me a chance to be your courier before. Now, I will also give you a chance. Do three things, and I will consider giving you the memory encoder."
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