After observing for more than ten minutes, Ouyang Haitian either chatted with his subordinates, or turned on the computer alone to check information. Occasionally, he would chat a few words when he received a phone call. £ªBaidu search:£ª\\Green^É«^С^˵//*&&No special situation was found. Molin waited patiently until footsteps came from the corridor.
The tall female cleaner was cleaning the floor meticulously. She had a small push bin at her hand, which she moved while cleaning. Her eyes paused for a moment on the female cleaner. Maureen sat down on the bench alertly. , squinting his eyes as if he were concentrating with his eyes closed, his fingers clasped the pistol under his skirt, ready to shoot a fatal blow at any time.
When the cleaner scanned his area, she raised her head and quickly focused her attention on the floor tiles again. She pulled the hand-pushed trash can to the bench. The woman carried a mop and a small shovel and walked to the front position. , turned his back to Molin and started cleaning.
Molin glanced at the trash can. The size of the push box was about half a meter in length and height, and 30 centimeters in width. The front half was open, and the collected garbage could be poured in through the opening. In fact, he I also saw women pouring a lot of garbage into the box.
After hesitating for a moment, Molin focused his attention on the woman's back again, and something unexpected happened. The phone rang suddenly as the janitor was cleaning the house. The woman took out an old-fashioned Motorola mobile phone from her body, holding the mobile phone in one hand and a mop in the other, and answered the call.
"Uh, hubby, I'm busy. I'll be back in about three hours."
"Bullshit, if I don't make any money, who will support me?"
"Okay, when I get back, I'll clean myself up and give you a good kiss. Haha, you're so kind!"
You are so tall! Mo Lin got goosebumps when she heard this. A cleaning sister-in-law spoke so coquettishly. Is it too much? He didn't particularly care. After all, it was not his cup of tea. What's more, as a "woman", he had to maintain his unique reserve.
When the woman turned around and saw him, Mo Lin deliberately narrowed his eyes and refused to talk to the woman. He put his hands elegantly on his thighs, his movements were skillful and natural, and his demeanor was dignified.
A tiny oversight had fatal consequences. The woman¡¯s cell phone clicked shut.
The signal came out, and there was a loud bang. The trash can next to Molin exploded. The little woman's figure was like a rapidly expanding meat ball. Her arm suddenly stretched out and hit Molin's calf.
Too close, too sudden, Mo Lin was stunned and unable to react. With a bang, his body fell to the ground upside down, and the bench was overturned.
Yan Qingrou's figure swept towards Mo Lin with a light leap. Mo Lin raised his arm and tried to kill the woman with one shot. The little woman was so fast and flexible that she pulled off Mo Lin's skirt with a click. Being torn apart, his body lost control of his balance and fell backwards, and he was shot to the ceiling. Yan Qingrou's violent fist hit his chest, and with the sound of cracking ribs, Mo Lin let out a scream.
"You bitch, I'll fight you!" the white man roared, raised his hand and fired again, with a bang, An Ye stood in front, blocking the opponent's shot. The strange sound made Mo Lin extremely surprised. Why did the little woman dare to block her own gunfire? Even the strongest bulletproof vest could not do it without getting hurt?
Before he could wake up, an iron plate was pulled out from his chest by An Ye and hit Molin's head hard. There was a "bang" sound, and the white man's head was like a dyehouse, and his brains burst out.
The little woman was so cruel. Yan Qingrou was dumbfounded. Seeing that Mo Lin was no longer alive, the woman ordered in a low voice: "An Ye, run away quickly. Why do you have no bottom line at all? You don't kill with such cruelty." ?¡±
The two women ignored Mo Lin, who might have died tragically, and suddenly disappeared.
"How is it? Have Yan Qingrou and the others escaped?" Ouyang Haitian frowned and stared at the building opposite.
"No, Yan Qingrou is not using her true colors. There are many people trapped in the building. The police and Baxing Group are determined to find out who the murderer is, but they can't do it," Sister Yanli stood next to the man and frowned, saying with a lingering feeling in her heart. With a hint of worry.
"What about An Ye? Isn't she in danger?"
"An Ye's identity cannot be made public, and naturally she cannot mix with the customers. Her hiding skills are so good, should she be fine?"
"I hope so."
"The man is really worried about the safety of the little woman, and he doesn't know how to hide it in the dark night? The entire building was sealed, and it seemed that Yan Qingqing and An Ye succeeded. Yan Qingrou is not in any serious danger. Will An Ye be fine?
Ouyang Haitian is not at ease at all.
"Who was the person who was killed?" Baxing Group Headquarters, Qiao ??Ask your subordinates.
¡°I don¡¯t know, it¡¯s a woman, Caucasian, I¡¯ve never seen her before.¡±
The subordinate¡¯s answer made Joel frown, woman, Caucasian, does what happened have nothing to do with the Baxing Group? He stared at his subordinate carefully for a few times and said, "Drive out the car and let me go and see for myself. This thing is too strange."
Doesn¡¯t make sense? Who killed the white woman? Could it be related to Ouyang Haitian? If it's relevant, a white woman has nothing to do with the Baxing Group. Who would kill someone in a building? Joel couldn't figure it out. Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the Xinyu Building by car.
It didn¡¯t take too long. Customers in the building were registered one by one, their names were checked and they left. By the time Joel arrived, the scene had been cleaned and everything looked normal. Maureen's body was put into a body bag and placed in the ambulance.
"I am the general manager of Xinyu Building. I heard that something happened to the company, so I came here as soon as possible," Joel walked over and said to the police officer responsible for the investigation.
"Are you Joel?" Luan Canghai glanced at the other person in surprise. Joel's heart suddenly sank. He was noticed by the police, and things seemed to be bad.
"I'm Joel, what's your surname?" Joel stretched out his hand to greet the other person.
"Luan Canghai, the captain of the Penang Special Police Brigade, the person killed today was somewhat involved with Mr. Joel. I hope you can cooperate and go to the police station"
"What did you say?" Joel cut off the other party's words and said angrily: "Why do you say that I have a relationship with the deceased? Do you have any evidence?"
"Evidence," Luan Canghai sneered and said, "Don't you know who the deceased is? Don't you even know Mo Lin?"
¡°Mauren, I don¡¯t know, I haven¡¯t seen it,¡± Joel said decisively.
His eyes were well disguised, almost airtight, and the trace of surprise in his eyes was still visible to Luan Canghai. Joel miscalculated. How could he know that a dead woman would be involved with Maureen? That kid was a world-famous killer, how could he be a woman?
Such a sudden thought made Luan Canghai see through the other party's psychology at a glance. He took out the handcuffs without hesitation and stuck them on Joel's wrist with a click.
"I'm sorry, you are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent, but whatever you say will be used as evidence in court"
You are kidding, why were you suddenly arrested? Joel never imagined that such a thing would happen. He roared: "I am a foreigner and have legal immunity. Do you have an arrest warrant? Why are you arresting me?"
Luan Canghai glanced at the other party coldly and said: "The arrest warrant, um, has been issued. I wanted to arrest you personally later, but I didn't expect you to come to the door of your own accord. I'm officially informing you that you are suspected of hiring Murderer, target Ouyang Haitian, the killers you hired, including the currently deceased international killer Mo Lin, we have enough reasons to suspect that you are trying to add insult to injury and get rid of Mo Lin himself. "
Hearing what Luan Canghai said and seeing the arrest warrant displayed by the other party, Joel was dumbfounded and his mind was in a mess.
Police station.
"Captain Luan, things are not going well. We don't have enough evidence to accuse Joel of a crime. The deal between the two parties was between him and Mo Lin. Mo Lin is dead and there is no breakthrough. From the surveillance video, Mo Lin was killed by a Killed by a woman disguised as a cleaner, who is this woman? We have no way of figuring it out."
After hearing the analysis given to him by the director, Luan Canghai frowned and said: "In my opinion, it is impossible for Joel and Maureen to trade directly. There must be an intermediary between them. If not, we will start from this aspect. "
"Middleman, do you have enough time? We can only detain Joel for twenty-four hours."
The director¡¯s words made Luan Canghai fall into silence. Can he still let him run away with the fat sheep he got? To alert the enemy, Joel may leave China at any time, but he has no way to restrict his personal freedom.
Luancanghai is also in trouble.
John Qiao secretly walked out of the guest room. He was in a four-star hotel. He felt as uneasy as a thief. Things happened to Molin's people one after another. I just heard that Joel was taken to the police station again. Things are getting worse and worse. As a small person, he no longer dares to be arrogant and think that he is great.
After checking out, a person left the hotel. Just as he was about to hail a taxi, a taxi happened to stop in front of him, and someone got out of the car and walked into the hotel. John Qiao anxiously opened the rear door and got in.
"Sir, where are you going?" The driver looked very short and spoke in a slightly deep voice, which was quite high-quality and pleasant to listen to.
¡°The airport, no, it¡¯s the pier, I want to take a boat,¡± Qiao John said in a panic.
"Code"?, um, one hundred and twenty dollars. "
"You can't go anywhere and ask me to give you money again!" John Qiao angrily scolded the other party.
"Get to the ground, okay, one hundred and fifty yuan," the driver's words were really interesting. Qiao John wanted to swing the car door and leave, but he couldn't waste any time, so he roared: "I'll give you two hundred yuan, give it to me quickly." drive."
His Mandarin was not too standard, and the driver could still tell the difference clearly. He was so happy that he started the car and left.
John Qiao didn¡¯t know which way to go to the dock. To be precise, the driver sold him and he had no idea. Of course, the possibility of that happening was slim. He closed his eyes and rested for a while. When he opened his eyes again, the taxi stopped strangely, which almost made him furious.
"Brother, what are you doing? Why don't you drive?" Holding back the anger in his heart, John Qiao patted the driver on the shoulder and said.
"You called me?" The little driver turned his head and said with a smile.
"Wow", John Qiao screamed, the driver's head turned 180 degrees, but his body did not move. Can it still be considered a real person? Seeing the way the other party's eyebrows moved slightly, John Qiao was shocked. "You, you, what the hell have you seen?" He pointed at Dark Night's face.
"Ghost, what the hell, do I look like a ghost?" There was a crunching sound, and Dark Night's body was twisted around. His head and neck were in the right position, and his chest and below were so abrupt. The driver's voice was extremely sharp. It has the characteristics of a female voice.
John Qiao was stunned by the strange scene in front of him. @ya