In May, the weather in Jiangnan City was getting hotter and hotter. People were wearing short shirts and shorts. Fashionable men were wearing all kinds of slippers. Girls were wearing high heels, flowery skirts and shorts, showing their white thighs. The whole city seemed to be much cooler.
On XX street in the west of the city, the Jiangnan Brewery that was bustling with activity a few days ago was now as desolate as the Gobi. The fire in the brewery had long been extinguished, and the entire factory was burnt to a crisp. Only the cement bricks and other things that could not be burned were left. Standing outside the brewery, one could almost smell the aroma of the Jiangnan Eight Percent Beer in the air.
Qin Qin and Qi Qiaotong stood at the gate of the brewery in plain clothes. They couldn't help feeling sad when they saw the scene in front of them. The brewery had been burned down by a fire, and the cars parked in the parking lot had also been affected by the fire. All of them had been burned to pieces. The blue BMW M3 that Jiang Cheng had bought for Qin Qin was not spared. It had been burned and exploded, and the frame of the car was gone.
The factory was on fire, and three employees were killed and 14 injured. All the money in the company's account was used to comfort the families of the deceased and pay the medical expenses for the seriously injured workers. But even so, more than 10 million yuan in the company's account was soon spent. The families of the deceased did not have enough money, so they went to Qin Qin's house every day to make trouble. The families of the injured were the same. They all asked Qin Qin to transfer the injured to big hospitals in Shanghai or Beijing for treatment and skin grafting. The cost was huge, and the money in the company's account was not enough. It had only been three days, and the tens of millions of yuan was in urgent need.
In the end, Mino came to find Qin Qin with the money and helped her calm down the emotional families.
Suddenly, a white Porsche stopped behind them. They heard the sound and looked back. It turned out to be Mino. The three looked at each other and were speechless.
They were all very upset. The factory had been burned down, and Jiang Cheng had not returned from abroad. Jiang Zhiguo's parents talked about their son every day at home, asking him why he had not come home yet.
Mino walked to Qin Qin and said to them, "Is there any news?"
Qin Qin shook her head and said, "No, I can't get through to his cell phone!"
Mi Nuo's mood instantly sank. Qin Qin was back, but Jiang Cheng, that heartless man, was still outside. He actually said that he had something to do and that women shouldn't interrupt when men were doing things. Humph, Mi Nuo was so angry that she couldn't do it. If Jiang Cheng was in front of her, she would definitely go up and slap him. Although she couldn't do it, at least she had to put on an act.
Mino looked at Qin Qin in front of her, thought for a moment, and answered. "Hello, what's the matter?"
Li Shiya's anxious voice came from the phone. "Come home quickly. Something happened at home. Just now, the Public Security Bureau came to our house and issued an ultimatum. It said that Jiang Cheng colluded with the enemy and committed the crime of murder. The police just issued an arrest warrant!"
"What?"
Ten minutes later, the white Porsche rushed into the residential area of Nanhua First Phase and stopped at the floor where Jiang Cheng lived. Mino, Qin Qin, and Qi Qiaotong hurriedly got out of the car, and then quickly entered the elevator.
Not long after, the three arrived at the door of Jiang Cheng's house. Standing at the door, Mino could clearly see that in the living room, Jiang Cheng's mother had fainted on the sofa, and Li Shiya was giving her emergency treatment. Jiang Zhiguo sat on the chair with a dispirited look, holding his head in annoyance. He murmured, "How is it possible? How is it possible? My son is not that kind of person. My son is not that kind of person! "
In front of them stood two policemen. They were dressed in police uniforms with their hands on their hips, looking like civil servants.
One of the policemen was speaking. "Jiang Zhiguo, I think you also know what your son does. He is a murderer who kills without blinking an eye. Now he has committed murder abroad and is suspected of colluding with the enemy and betraying his country. I hope you can cooperate with our work. Call your son and persuade him to return to China as soon as possible for investigation!"
Mino didn't even bother to change her shoes. She went straight into the living room with Qin Qin and Qi Qiaotong and said, "How can you conclude that he has committed murder? How can you say that he has colluded with the enemy and betrayed his country? I need a clear explanation. If you can't give me one, I will definitely torture you!"
At the same time, in a small county under Jiangnan City, a similar farce was playing. A group of men in police uniforms suddenly broke into a factory that was in operation. They found the leader of the factory and were led by the leader to a woman surnamed Bai.
The policeman looked at Bai Qiuju's mother, took out a document with an official seal from his bag, shook it in front of her, and said, "Bai Qiuju, I'm from the County Public Security Bureau. Your son is now officially under arrest because he is suspected of murder and betraying his country. I hope you can contact your son and ask him to turn himself in as soon as possible. If you see Bai Yongchuan, please call 110 immediately. Do you understand?"
As soon as Bai Qiuju's mother heard that her son had committed murder and betraying his country, her blood pressure instantly rose and she fainted beside the machine tool.
.....
Jiang Cheng was driving his new BMW on a highway in the desert of Egypt. In the trunk of the car were a large number of weapons and ammunition gifted to him by Alhamed. Jiang Cheng had spent 700,000 USD to buy extremely important information from Alhamed. Alhamed had told him that there were very few assassins in the Middle East who were good at their jobs. According to Jiang Cheng, Alhamed had told him that the killer who killed Basar was most likely Faisal, a famous assassin in the Middle East.
Faisal was a former member of the Special Forces of the Iraqi National Defense Forces. He had served the world-famous tyrant Saddam and made many contributions. He had been Saddam's bodyguard for a long time. Saddam trusted him very much. However, although Saddam was a formidable man, he was still killed by the Americans. Faisal had disappeared since then.
Until ten years ago, a mysterious killer suddenly appeared in the Middle East. He killed people without leaving a trace. His marksmanship was accurate, and his detection and anti-detection abilities were extremely strong. In ten years, he had accepted 108 missions, and every time he escaped unscathed. After completing the mission, the bodyguards of the victims couldn't even find his shadow, because they didn't know where he was at all.
In just a few years, Faisal's reputation rose and he became a world-famous killer. However, every time he appeared, the price was extremely high, ten times that of ordinary killers. Therefore, most of the people he killed were important people. Even so, there were still countless rich people who hired him to kill people.
Ahamed told Jiang Cheng that Bassar's wealth was comparable to that of a country. His assets were tens of billions of US dollars. Now that he was killed, the murderer was very likely to be Faisal, because only he had this hobby. Through this deal, Faisal could earn at least a few million US dollars in remuneration. Moreover, Bassar had so many guards around him, and the retired soldiers of the Marines of Country D weren't just boasting. If an ordinary killer went over, it would be no different from suicide. Therefore, Ahamed was basically sure that the murderer was undoubtedly Faisal.
Jiang Cheng's 700,000 dollars was well spent. He got the information he wanted from Ahamed. If he didn't spend this money, it would probably be a problem for him to deal with the matter. Now that he knew the killer's name, the next thing he needed to do was to find him. According to Ahamed, Faisal seemed to prefer to stay in war-torn Jordan, because that was the only place where he could survive. Those who wanted to kill him couldn't do anything there.
Buying a person's name and address with 700,000 dollars made Jiang Cheng go bankrupt again. However, Jiang Cheng didn't think it was expensive at all to buy these things with one million dollars. Ahamed wanted to make money by selling the information, and Jiang Cheng spent money to buy the information. Of course, it was a fair trade. Ahamed himself also knew how dangerous it was. If Faisal found out that it was Ahamed who leaked the information, Ahamed probably wouldn't let him go easily. However, all this was based on the fact that Jiang Cheng found Faisal. Jiang Cheng was confident that as long as he saw Faisal, he would never let him run away.
The two drove all the way north. They first came to Suez in the east of Egypt. After a short rest and filling up the car, they continued all the way east, crossed the Egyptian border, and entered Aqaba, Jordan. They used the two new Singaporean passports provided by Ahamed to successfully cross the border and enter Jordan.
In order to prevent being recognized, in Aqaba, Jiang Cheng and Xiao Bai put on some simple makeup. After all, they were now wanted by the D people. The forces of the D people were all over the world, and their technology was extremely advanced. If they were recognized by the cameras, it would bring a lot of trouble.
After entering Jordan, Jiang Cheng found that the environment had changed significantly. The number of poor people in Jordan had obviously begun to increase. The clothes people wore were not as good as those in Egypt. They were ragged, and children could be seen everywhere on the streets.
"These are the disasters brought about by the war!" Jiang Cheng sighed.
The Middle East, the land of war, was a strategic military area. Since ancient times, this place had been a place that military experts had to fight for. For thousands of years, the emperors of all countries had been fighting each other. Until now, the war still hadn't stopped. Terrorist organizations wantonly did evil things in the north. Last month, they even burned a civilian pilot in Jordan to death. This incident caused the whole country to rebel, and Jordan began to not be peaceful.
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