In Beijing, Zhao Wanqing was feeding the children for lunch when Yan Piaoyun suddenly ran in and said, "Wan Qing, don't feed the children for now. Quickly turn on the computer and take a look. The Internet says that Yunhai's car was blown up on the way back to the hotel. "
When Zhao Wanqing heard that, her face turned ghastly pale. The bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a thud.
She quickly turned on the laptop on the coffee table. When Zhao Wanqing saw the videos and pictures of the scene, her tears fell down.
Yan Piaoyun said, "Wan Qing, don't worry. The owner of this car might not be Yunhai."
Zhao Wanqing started sobbing and said, "In the entire football team, only Yunhai doesn't live in the same place as everyone else. Now, even the team is there. Something must have happened to Yunhai. And from the pictures, the car is clearly the black BMW that Yunhai got someone to rent. "
At this time, Chen Xiuzhu and Xiao Changfeng also ran over.
Seeing Zhao Wanqing crying, Chen Xiuzhu took out her cell phone and said with red eyes, "Wan Qing, don't cry. I'll call Yunhai right now and see where he is."
Yan Piaoyun said, "Yeah, why didn't I think of that? Sister Xiuzhu, quickly call. "
Chen Xiuzhu pressed Xiao Yunhai's cell phone number and quickly dialed it. The sound of a busy call came from the other side.
Xiao Changfeng said, "Since that's the case, it means that Yunhai's cell phone is talking to someone. It can be seen that the car is definitely not his. "
Just as Xiao Changfeng's voice fell, Zhao Wanqing's cell phone rang. She opened it and saw that it was Xiao Yunhai calling.
Zhao Wanqing cried and laughed. She quickly picked it up and said, "Hubby, is that you?"
Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "If it's not me, who else can it be?"
After Xiao Yunhai caught the killer, he asked the bodyguard to drive the van to an abandoned factory.
When it came to interrogations, these people in the military were definitely more experienced than him. Therefore, Xiao Yunhai had nothing to do, so he went online.
Coincidentally, she saw the news on the Internet and cursed inwardly. Without another word, she called Zhao Wanqing. It was only at the same time as Chen Xiuzhu that she received the voice notification that she was in the middle of a call.
Zhao Wanqing said, "Is that car yours? Also, where are you now? Don't lie to me. "
Xiao Yunhai knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he could only tell the truth. "That car is indeed mine. Ten minutes after I ended the call with you, I suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. You know how sensitive I am to danger, so you and Brother Zhang quickly got out of the car. F * ck, who would have thought that the car would explode? The other party obviously wanted to kill me. Not only did they plant a time bomb in my car, but they were also worried that the bomb wouldn't kill me, so they hired an assassin to kill me with a sniper rifle. Hehe, they were simply overestimating themselves. "
"After I sensed the assassin's location, I captured him. Brother Zhang and the others are interrogating him now. Don't worry, I'll be fine. "
When Zhao Wanqing heard that Xiao Yunhai had encountered a time bomb and was shot by an assassin, she was still scared and broke out in a cold sweat even though she knew that her husband was fine. She said with lingering fear, "Hubby, come back quickly. It's too dangerous outside. Mom and Dad are really worried about you. "
Xiao Yunhai laughed and said, "Honey, you should be worried about my opponent the most. Help me tell Mom and Dad that I'm safe. I'll definitely have countless calls later. I'll just turn off my phone to avoid trouble. "
Zhao Wanqing said, "Okay, I got it. You must be careful. "
Xiao Yunhai nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
After hanging up, Xiao Yunhai asked Zhang Xuanhai, who had just walked over, "How was it? Did that person confess? "
Zhang Xuanhai nodded and said, "He did. He's the ace assassin of Dennis Wilde, the boss of the Black Knife Gang, one of the biggest gangs in London. He was ordered by Wilde to kill us. However, what was surprising was that he said he didn't set the time bomb. Wilde asked for a small commotion. He originally wanted to shoot through the tires of our car and kill us after we got out. He didn't expect that there would be an explosion. He only fired when he saw that we weren't dead. "
Xiao Yunhai frowned and asked, "Then does he know who asked Dennis Wilde to kill me?"
Zhang Xuanhai said, "When Wilde was answering the phone, he heard the name Mr. Benton."
Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "I guessed it was him too. David Steer and Max Garcia don't have much power in London. It must be this local tyrant, Mark Benton, who can hire such a high-level assassin. "
Zhang Xuanhai asked, "Mr. Xiao, what should we do now?"
Xiao Yunhai thought for a while and said, "Do you know where Dennis Wilde lives?"
Zhang Xuanhai nodded and said, "Yes. He lives in a manor in London, but it's heavily guarded. "
Xiao Yunhai said, "Take some people and keep an eye on that place. I'll call the embassy and ask Hua Xia's ambassador in England, Mr. Chen Weizhi, to accompany me to the police station. With this assassin and Hua Xia's pressure, they must take care of the gang no matter how powerful they are. Otherwise, the British government won't be able to answer to the world. "
Zhang Xuanhai smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Xiao."
Just as Xiao Yunhai was discussing how to deal with the Black Knife Gang, David Steer, Mark Benton, and Max Garcia sat together.
David Steer looked at Mark Benton and said unhappily, "Mark, didn't you say to keep the commotion quiet? Why did you even set up a bomb? Great, now the whole world is watching this place. "
Mark Benton said doubtfully, "I don't know what's going on either."
Max Garcia said, "Then why don't you go and ask?"
Mark Benton shook his head and said, "We've already made an appointment. Whether we succeed or not, we definitely can't talk tonight. Even for this afternoon's call, I found a temporary SIM card to call him. "
David Steer said, "That's good too. At least we'll be safe. Do you think Kungfu Xiao is dead or not? "
Seeing Hua Xia's mournful faces on the television, Mark Benton said, "He should be dead."
David Steer sighed and said, "It's best if he's dead. Haha, to be honest, I really feel sorry for him. He's a real talent. He's done such a big business at such a young age. If we give him a few more years, I'm afraid a huge business empire will be born out of nowhere. "
Mark Benton sneered and said, "Then there's even less chance for us to survive. Haha, a genius is dead, but we've saved 270 billion USD. We've made a lot of money from this deal. "
The three of them looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
Three hours after the explosion, the London police station in England was in a mess. Countless reporters surrounded outside, waiting for the police station's reply.
Some reporters had already gone to the hotel. After learning that Xiao Yunhai had not returned, they were even more certain that the dead person was Xiao Yunhai.
Although the police chief, William Leopold, had determined that Xiao Yunhai should still be alive through his bodyguards, it was all empty talk. Xiao Yunhai did not appear, and his phone could not be reached. Without evidence, it would be strange if the reporters believed it.
Just as he was feeling restless, his phone suddenly rang. He opened it and saw that it was the number of Hua Xia's ambassador in England, Weizhi Chen.
Leopold hurriedly pressed the answer button and said, "Chen, do you have good news for me?"
Because of work, the two kept in close contact, so their personal relationship was very good.
Weizhi Chen smiled and said, "William, I do have good news. But you have to keep it strictly confidential. Is it convenient for you to talk over there? "
Leopold was refreshed and said, "Of course. Chen, do you have news about Mr. Xiao? "
"Yes. Mr. Xiao is right next to me, and the killer who killed him with a sniper rifle. "
"Great, I'll bring people over right now."
"No, William. "William, although our relationship is not bad, business is business, and personal is personal. Mr. Xiao is the richest man in the world and an international superstar. He was attacked by a bomb for no reason, and then he was assassinated by a killer with a sniper rifle. Do you think Mr. Xiao will be satisfied if we don't give him an explanation? "
"He wanted to bring the killer and directly appear in front of hundreds of reporters around the world, but I persuaded him not to. Because if he did that, the credibility of the English government would plummet, and it would be hard to say whether the World Cup could be held or not. As for you, the police chief, I'm afraid you've reached the end. You should know that Mr. Xiao has the power to influence this. "
Hearing this, Leopold's forehead broke out in a cold sweat.
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