Tomorrow Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand on the arm of the chair clenched into a fist.
His voice was calm: "Shi Zhuo, I just want Zhao Jing to be sent back safely. All the banks in Beijing are withdrawing money these days. You should know my sincerity very well. If I really need to call the police to deal with it, I won't go to such a big effort. "
Shi Zhuo laughed: "Mr. Ming said that, I feel relieved. I will transport the money to the foot of Jingshan Mountain tonight, where there is an abandoned gas station."
Tomorrow Cheng's clenched heart finally breathed a sigh of relief, Shi Zhuo was indeed deceiving him.
"Where's Zhao Jing?"
"You pay the money tonight, and I will hand her over to you when I get the money."
"Let her answer the phone. I want to confirm whether she is safe now." Tomorrow Cheng said coldly.
Shi Zhuo hesitated for a few seconds: "Okay."
Then I heard the sound of the tape being peeled off.
"Xiao Jing?!" Tomorrow Cheng's knuckles turned white while holding the phone.
Zhao Jing's voice was choked, and she said carefully in a hoarse voice: "Tomorrow Cheng."
"Xiao Jing, don't be afraid. I'll bring money to ransom you tonight. Everything will be fine." He said solemnly.
She was suddenly choked up and speechless, her voice trembling: "I, I know."
The phone was picked up by Shi Zhuo: "Are you relieved now, Mr. Ming?"
"Shi Zhuo, what I want is for Zhao Jing to be returned intact. If you let her get hurt, I will never let you go even if you escape abroad." Tomorrow Cheng warned in a tone of voice.
"Don't worry, Mr. Ming and I have no grievances. Why bother? As long as you send the money, we can talk about anything."
"At eight o'clock tonight, I will deliver the money in person."
Tomorrow Cheng hung up the phone, and Tomorrow Lang walked in: "Brother, the money has been loaded into the car."
Tomorrow Cheng put his hands on the table, held his forehead and pressed his temples: "Okay."
"Do you really want to deliver it in person? That lunatic Shi Zhuo is just like a lunatic now."
He looked up at him with cold eyes: "You also know that he is a madman now. Zhao Jing is in the hands of this madman. Do you think I can be steady?"
Tomorrow Lang was startled for a moment, and belatedly realized that Tomorrow Cheng's feelings for Zhao Jing were not as simple as a couple on the surface.
That night, Tomorrow Cheng drove the car and another truck pulled a truck full of goods out of the capital.
Jingshan was already in the suburbs of Beijing, and the abandoned gas station was already outside Beijing.
The Maybach and the truck drove out of Beijing along the national highway one after another, and arrived at this abandoned gas station in the middle of nowhere. This old road was rarely used by people anymore, and most people took the newly built expressway. , so there are not even street lights. There are mountains behind the road, and it looks a bit eerie at night.
The truck's headlights illuminated the dilapidated gas station, giving it an eerie and eerie feel.
Tomorrow Cheng dialed that mobile number.
After the phone rang three times, the phone was picked up.
Tomorrow Cheng said coldly: "I have already sent you the money. The cash is in the truck. Where is Zhao Jing?"
"I saw it, and you brought someone else with you?"
"I don't know how to drive a truck. I need to find a driver. Otherwise, do you want me to use a car to bring you 500 million in cash?"
The person on the other side was silent for two seconds: "Open the carriage."
Tomorrow Cheng got out of the truck, neatly opened the door at the back of the truck, and shone a flashlight through it. There were piles of red banknotes inside.
"The money is all real. If you don't believe it, you can come out and test it for yourself. Where is Zhao Jing?" Tomorrow Cheng asked again, his tone a little more serious.
"You take your people away first and leave this gas station. If I confirm that there is no problem with the money, I will drive away. Zhao Jing will leave it here for you. You can pick her up later."
"OK."
Tomorrow Cheng agreed without hesitation and winked at the truck driver. The truck driver also got out of the car and got into his Maybach. Tomorrow Cheng stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel to make a quick U-turn.
The Maybach gradually moved away, and when it was ten kilometers away, the truck driver on the passenger seat suddenly said: "He's here."
This is not a real truck driver, this is a policeman in disguise. Tomorrow Cheng does not completely trust Shi Zhuo.
Tomorrow Cheng stepped on the accelerator and took the monitoring tablet in his hand, which was a miniature camera attached to the truck.
Sure enough, Shi Zhuo had gone, and he was dragging someone with him, Zhao Jing, who was tied up.
In the blurry monitor at night, he could see that her face was visibly pale, and she was following her coweringly, her hands tied with ropes, while Shi Zhuo was still holding a knife against her neck, watching vigilantly at all times. In the Western Zhou Dynasty, the sharp blade accidentally scratched her slender neck, and thin traces of blood oozed out.
Tomorrow Cheng's heart was so clenched that he couldn't breathe.
Shi Zhuo first opened the carriage, checked the money inside, and then closed the carriage door after confirming it was correct.
"No, he didn't intend to abandon Miss Zhao!" the policeman suddenly said.
Sure enough, Shi Zhuo did not walk into the cab first, but dragged Zhao Jing and stuffed her into the passenger cab of the truck before getting in. The camera in the cab was clearly visible. Shi Zhuo stepped on the accelerator. , the truck started quickly.
Tomorrow Cheng's expression changed instantly. He stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. At the same time, he dialed Shi Zhuo's phone: "How dare you fucking play tricks on me?!"
Shi Zhuo smiled sinisterly: "Mr. Ming, I have spent 500 million to send Buddha to the West. Please help me one more time and think of a way to send him abroad. I am pointing at you now."
Zhao Jing is so easy to control, how could he let her go?
"Don't catch up now, otherwise I won't know what to do when I get excited. Zhao Jing is in the co-pilot. You don't want her to be buried with me, right?"
Tomorrow Cheng's face was extremely gloomy, but he couldn't step on the accelerator under his feet.
When the call was hung up, he slammed the steering wheel: "This bastard is really messing with me!"
Shi Zhuo now obviously regards Tomorrow Cheng as the one who has been taken advantage of. After all, he is willing to take out 500 million yuan. Is there anything else he is reluctant to do?
Now he is asked to be sent abroad. What if Shi Zhuo also needs to take Zhao Jing with him when he goes abroad?
Shi Zhuo has found out the bottom line of Tomorrow Cheng. Tomorrow Cheng cares about Zhao Jing's safety. He will agree to anything without any lower limit. So can he still let Zhao Jing's trump card go?
impossible.
The policeman said: "Now we can only arrest immediately. We have made arrangements in advance. Please calm down first. We will do our best to ensure the safety of the hostages."
Several other cars followed, all of them police cars. The police opened the door and got out of the car and got into the police car.
"The leader was arrested by the Internet!"
The police car sped away, and Tomorrow Cheng stepped on the accelerator and immediately caught up with it.
Shi Zhuo drove his truck along the national highway and was about to enter the next province. Suddenly, there was a traffic policeman checking for drunk driving on the roadside. The traffic policeman shook his stick to urge him to stop.
However, Shi Zhuo was too vigilant and did not stop. He had checked this road before. It was remote and sparsely populated. How could a traffic police suddenly come here to check for drunk driving?
He thought for a moment in his mind, and as if he had an idea, he immediately turned the steering wheel and turned the truck around.
Zhao Jing clenched her seat belt in fear, her face turned pale, and she shrank and did not dare to speak.
Shi Zhuo stepped on the accelerator and called Tomorrow Cheng: "Did you call the police?! I told you not to call the police, but how dare you call the police!"
Tomorrow Cheng's voice was cold: "Put Zhao Jing down and I will help you escape."
"Fuck you! Do I still believe you?! If you dare to disobey me, fine, the worst is, I'll take her to death with me! I'm afraid if I get caught today, I'll send her on her way first!"
Shi Zhuo watched as several more cars were blocked on the opposite side. Where did the cars come from on such a remote road? It must be a police car.
He stepped on the accelerator and rushed over. The truck and police car he drove had to give way.
The police immediately called Tomorrow Cheng: "Shi Zhuo drove over. You should get out of the way. He is emotionally unstable now. Don't force yourself."
Tomorrow Cheng never relaxed his foot on the accelerator: "I know."
He had already seen the truck turning back, and he knew it, but he couldn't afford to bet that if Shi Zhuo rushed over, Zhao Jing would really be in danger.
