"Do you know who I am?" He Xie looked at Zhang Ziwei and said lightly.

Zhang Ziwei smiled and said in a tone that seemed sarcastic and self-deprecating: "Well, the famous Mr. Yan, even my old father-in-law was forced by you to hide away and dare not show up. How could I not know?"

"So you want to kill him?" He Xie stared into Zhang Ziwei's eyes and said.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Ziwei thought to himself that he would die. He was not polite at all, and his attitude was not so good. He glared at He Xie, "That's my father-in-law. I want to call him father, second uncle!"

"Don't admit it?" He Xie smiled and leaned on the sofa, "I can catch that gangster from Hong Kong Island and confront you with one word. Now, do you still need to deny it?"

"That can only mean that I want to kill my uncle, we are..." Zhang Ziwei thought about it and smiled: "Personal grievances, yes, private grievances, do you know what private grievances are? It's just that his mouth is too stinky, I really I can't stand it, so I want to kill him, and I just want to kill him."

He Xie looked at Zhang Ziwei thoughtfully, and said, "Don't admit it, it seems that you still hold on to the hope of wanting to live. Your attitude towards me is so casual, and it looks like you are breaking the pot again. You are very contradictory."

Zhang Ziwei's smile suddenly stagnated on his face and slowly disappeared.

He didn't like the feeling of being seen through.

Just like in front of the Eight-faced Buddha, it seems that every thought he moves, the Eight-faced Buddha will perceive.

"Do you know what you want?" He Xie laughed.

Zhang Ziwei lowered his head and remained silent.

He Xie didn't take it seriously, stood up, walked over to him with a smile, put his hand on his shoulder, and looked down at him.

Zhang Ziwei looked up, and He Xie's face seemed to emit a dazzling light under the reflection of the light.

"On the day of departure, inform me and I will send someone to follow you." He Xie looked at him deeply and said, "I hope you can tell me clearly what you want."

Zhang Ziwei was stunned.

He Xie crossed him with a smile and walked out the door.

Just as He Xie was about to walk to the door, Zhang Ziwei finally couldn't help but asked, "Why didn't you kill me?"

He Xie paused, glanced back at him, and said with a smile, "Is it interesting to kill someone who is thinking about it?"

"But, I want to kill your nephew!" Zhang Ziwei shouted, "I want to kill your brother! Even so, you still let me go?"

He Xie was about to speak when the phone in his pocket rang.

He took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

He didn't answer first, but turned his head to look at Zhang Ziwei and pointed at him: "Since you have recovered your life, don't throw it away easily."

After speaking, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he opened the door and walked out.

Inside the door, Zhang Ziwei was shocked and stared blankly at the ceiling.

It was the first time in five years that someone said something like this to him. He didn't expect it to come from Mr. Yan.

As soon as He Xie went out, Chachai, who had been guarding the door, immediately greeted him.

"Give him my phone number and let him go." He Xie ordered.

"Yes." Cha Guai didn't ask any further questions, and responded respectfully.

He Xie then answered the phone: "Hello?"

"I, I'm Tang Ren's friend, Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan, you, you have seen me!" On the other end of the phone came an anxious voice with a stammer.

Qin Feng?

He Xie was startled.

"I, I know the whereabouts of gold, and I also know that someone wants to hurt you! I, I have evidence!" Qin Feng said hurriedly on the other end of the phone.

Qin Feng knows the whereabouts of gold?

Also know that someone is going to treat me - no, is it bad for Mr. Yan?

And evidence?

The corners of He Xie's mouth twitched, showing interest.

He didn't pay attention to the affairs of Tang Ren and Qin Feng anymore, so naturally he didn't know where the two detectives had taken the case.

Listening to Qin Feng's words, it seems that they have already noticed their existence?

It's fast...

He Xie doesn't think that his means of finishing the Songpa case can completely hide from Qin Feng, but in his opinion, his means can last at least four or five days, and what Qin Feng and the others lack most is time.

Unexpectedly, Qin Feng seems to have made significant progress in less than two days.

This guy is really smart...

"You want to see me?" He Xie said with a faint smile.

After thinking about it, he understood the purpose of Qin Feng calling him. This guy must have sensed the danger and wanted to use Mr. Yan to deal with him.

Maybe, the two of them are now at the end of the road. After all, the case is dead and there is no evidence, and it is impossible to overturn the case.

It's interesting to say, he wanted to deal with He Xie, but found He Xie's head again.

Sure enough, did Qin Feng understand that he was the only one who could kill him?

"Yes!" As soon as the other end of the phone said a word, He Xie heard a gunshot.

Qin Feng also seemed to be stunned over there, and then said anxiously with a faster speed: "I, we are in the Songpa workshop, and have been surrounded by the police!"

leave it alone?

Or save the last one?

He Xie pondered slightly, and quickly made a decision. He decided to meet Qin Feng first.

"You surrender first." He just said one sentence and hung up the phone.

He turned around, beckoned to Cha Chai, who was still standing not far behind, gave some orders, and then walked downstairs leisurely.

Tillard was standing at the entrance of the stairs, waiting for He Xie to come down.

When He Xie walked up to him, he bowed slightly, lowered his voice and said in He Xie's ear: "The female prime minister will go to worship the Erawan Buddha at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. At eleven o'clock, I will go back to Master Renkan for a fasting meal. Around ten o'clock, She will rest in the meditation room at the Buddhist altar, and the person in charge of her security is Colonel Nava."

He Xie thought about it and said, "It's half past ten."

"Yes, I'll arrange it." Tillard bowed and took two steps back, then hurriedly left.

He Xie nodded with satisfaction. This is the advantage of directly taking over Mr. Yan's power. If he wants to work hard again, he is probably still recruiting people and horses to drill into the ravines and fighting alone. Where can he directly contact the top building of Siam and intervene? politics?

There are still two hours before the reception of the women's banquet, and in the karaoke hall, the bosses are basically gone. He Xie, who had nothing to do and was in a good mood, simply ordered "Pink Memories" for himself and sang happily.

After singing the song, He Xie was still a little unfinished, when his face suddenly changed.

damn…

Don't you hate these songs?

Is it so magical?

Meanwhile, Sompa Workshop.

Tang Ren and Qin Feng have been caught by the police~lightnovelpub.net~ Both of them have bruised nose and face, obviously because of Tang Ren's cheap mouth, they have been beaten a lot.

Just as the police pressed Tang Ren and Qin Feng to go out, a Mercedes-Benz slowly stopped at the entrance of the workshop, and two military vehicles followed behind the Mercedes-Benz.

The window rolled down, revealing an elegant middle-aged face in a suit.

He was on the phone, and his tone was very respectful.

"I've already arrived, they just caught someone... Yes, I understand, Mr. Chachai, say hello to Mr. Yan for me."

After hanging up, he got out of the car. The police chief had already seen the movement here, recognized the person, and hurriedly greeted him.

The director nodded and bowed to the middle-aged Ruya and said with a smile, "Mr. Song, why are you... why are you here?"

The middle-aged Ruya smiled. He took out a handkerchief, wiped his nose, and said slowly, "I took those two people away. They are suspected of espionage."