"Hello, ma 'am, I'm Guan Yuming. I've called you before, and I'm here to see Deputy Minister Hannes." Guan Yuming nodded politely.
"Guan Yuming." The secretary behind the desk rolled her eyes when she heard the name. "You're the one who called more than ten times?"
Guan Yuming nodded. "Sorry to trouble you, but I want to see Mr. Hannes."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Hannes is very busy. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to see you."
"Then I can wait," Guan Yuming said in a low voice.
"I'm sorry, you have to leave," the secretary said to the two bodyguards. "I don't know why this mister keeps calling Mr. Hannes. Sorry to trouble you."
The two bodyguards standing beside and behind Guan Yuming responded, "Understood, Bess." They stepped forward and grabbed Guan Yuming's arm. "You'd better do as this lady says. Otherwise, we'll have no choice but to use force."
"No, no, please, I don't mean any harm. I just want to see Mr. Hannes. If you don't let me see him today, I'll come again tomorrow." As soon as Guan Yuming finished speaking, the two impatient bodyguards immediately grabbed Old Guan's arm and lifted him up, walking towards the door.
Click. A door in the office was opened. Lyme Hannes stood at the door and looked at Guan Yuming, who was trapped.
The secretary saw Hannes come out and said to Guan Yuming, "He's the one who kept calling from London."
"God, let him go first. He's a victim, we can't do this to him." Hannes secretly gave the two bodyguards a look.
The bodyguards immediately understood. "No weapons, just some junk and a box of chess."
"Then let him go. Be a gentleman to the elderly." Hannes heaved a sigh of relief and waved at Guan Yuming. "Come, let's talk."
The bodyguard let go of Guan Yuming, and Hannes brought him into his office. He closed the door and said helplessly, "Mr. Guan, I told you clearly on the phone that we still don't know who the culprit behind this case is. I understand that you're angry and hurt, but there's nothing I can do to help."
"I know you used to be a member of the UD organization. Can you help me check? I just need a name." Guan Yuming took out a newspaper and handed it to Hannes. It was an article about Hannes being a former member of the UD organization.
Hannes took the newspaper and glanced at it. He sat in his chair and said, "I haven't been involved in UD matters for 30 years. If you want to know who the murderer is, you have to give me time to investigate."
Guan Yuming looked at the picture of Hannes and his family on the desk. He picked up the picture and placed it in front of Hannes. "If it was your daughter who was killed, would you do this?"
Hannes, who had been patient and sympathetic, immediately lost his patience when he heard Guan Yuming's words. "I'll say it again, Mr. Guan. This is a police matter. Even if I know, I can only tell the police."
"Thank you." Guan Yuming stood up and bowed to Hannes. "I hope you'll change your mind. Sorry for disturbing you, Mr. Hannes."
Walking out of the office, Guan Yuming carried the bag all the way to the washroom on the first floor. He walked into the partition and locked the door. He took out two bottles of alcohol, a cigarette, a string, and a match from the bag. Using the skills he had learned in the past, he designed a simple exploding mechanism.
After doing all this, Guan Yuming walked out of the washroom and locked the door. He even hung a sign that said "under repair" on the door. Then, he walked quickly to the underground parking lot. He didn't look like he could be blown away by the wind at all.
He only had three minutes. The small mechanism would explode in three minutes at most.
"Sunday, do you know which car Hannes's car is?"
"Yes, Mr. Guan. The car plate number is XXX."
"Thank you." Guan Yuming used less than a day to get familiar with Sunday. Of course, this was only what he thought. Until now, he still thought that Sunday was a real person.
After finding Hannes's car, he looked around and hid from the cameras. He took out the wire and phosphor powder from his pocket and connected the wire to the filament of Hannes's car. The other end of the wire was connected to the phosphor powder.
He didn't put the phosphor powder into the fuel tank. His goal wasn't to kill Hannes, but to force him to reveal the murderer. Finally, he put a small piece of paper with the name written on it into the fuel tank. He closed the fuel tank cover and walked out of the building.
Before he left the building, he looked at his watch. It was only two and a half minutes. Guan Yuming was a little happy. It seemed that although his legs had deteriorated, his martial arts skills were still there.
When he was about to turn the corner, he deliberately looked at the window outside Hannes's office. Seeing that the window was open, Guan Yuming smiled and turned the corner. "Boom!" There was a loud explosion.
This time, Hannes, who was secretly watching Guan Yuming, was scared half to death. He didn't expect that there would be a day when he, a former UD, would be blown up.
After searching for half a day, an inspector walked into Hannes's office.
"Do you want a glass of whiskey?" Hannes asked.
"No, thank you." The inspector waved his hand and walked in front of Hannes, who was drinking whiskey. "I think that even if I asked you, you probably wouldn't tell me, so just tell me what you can."
Hannes definitely wouldn't tell the police about this. "Sorry, I really don't know who it is."
The inspector looked at him with an 'I knew it' expression. He pursed his lips. "Alright, it's fine if you don't know. Fortunately, this explosion was just a warning and wasn't very powerful. Otherwise, you wouldn't have had the chance to talk to me."
Saying this, the inspector laughed. He took out a business card and handed it to Hannes. "Call me if you think of anything. I'll tell the public that it was a gas leak that caused the explosion."
Hannes took the business card and looked at the inspector who was trying to hold back his laughter. He said angrily, "Thank you."
"Then I'll leave first. Goodbye."
"Goodbye. Jim, help me send the inspector off."
After sending off the inspector who was gloating, the phone on the secretary's desk rang. "Ring Ring Ring, Ring Ring Ring."
The secretary picked up the phone. "Hello, who is this?"
"I'm Guan Yuming. I'm looking for Mr. Hannes. Thank you."
"God," the secretary quickly said to Hannes. "It's Guan Yuming."
Hannes was stunned. He didn't think that Old Guan would dare to call him. He put down his glass and immediately took the phone. He growled in a low voice, "How dare you put an explosion in my office? Do you know who I am?"
"Have you changed your mind? Tell me your name."
"What the hell is your name? Are you crazy? Do you know who you're talking to? If you want to know, come over and we'll talk face to face. "
"Okay, I'll come over later. See you later."
"Kacha." The phone was hung up immediately.
"F * ck." Hannes looked at the beeping phone in a daze. He didn't believe that Guan Yuming would come looking for him. "Damn old man."
He turned around and ordered his subordinates, "Go to a hotel and a private hotel. It should be easy to find someone with his looks."
"Understood, sir." The two subordinates nodded and went out to look for him.
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