"Zhong Jiawen?"

Qilian song frowned: "she has a building in my house, and two days ago I saw her carrying a heavy box upstairs. She said the box belongs to Zhong Jiahe!"

It suddenly occurred to him that Zhong Jiawen had just said that she would go upstairs and take Zhong Jiahe's things

His heart suddenly a smothering, a strong sense of uneasiness swept from, took out his cell phone, he dialed the phone in the past.

The bell rang several times and was answered. It was Zhong Jiawen's voice: "hello?"

Qiliansong breathed a sigh of relief: "where are you now?"

"Upstairs, I just got to the door." Zhong Jiawen said.

"Get out of there!" Qilian Ode: "don't knock or open the door, leave there, now go downstairs, quick!"

"What's the matter?" Zhong Jiawen was puzzled: "what's the matter? Ah... "

All of a sudden, a short scream came from the receiver, followed by the sound of the phone landing.

"Zhong Jiawen!"

"Dudududu..."

The phone was hung up by the other party.

Qiliansong called again and turned off the phone.

Qilian song forehead from a layer of cold sweat: "Zhong Jiawen is now in that community, should be attacked, the phone has now been unable to get through."

"It's frightening." Jiang Muye said simply: "we need to start right away! Try to get to the scene before they transfer the hostages! "

"Good." Qilian song communicated with the police, and then informed Qilian Minghao. They rushed to the place where the incident happened.

On the way, Jiang Muye sent a message to Lao ya, hoping that his people could work together to trace the whereabouts of Lao Zhan and Z.

Qiliansong arranged armed police, snipers and blasts, and every intersection in the city was also heavily fortified to prevent Zhong Jiahe from escaping.

At the same time, Zhong Jiahe's identity information is also uploaded to the transportation hub, no matter what means of transportation he takes, he will be detained for the first time.

At present, it can be said that the French Open has been restored, but it has not been overlooked.

Jiang Muye has been thinking about what choice Zhong Jiahe and Lao Zhan will make when things get to this point?

From the beginning to the end, Zhong Jiahe must have anticipated all the possibilities and made all the plans. The reason why he disguised his death should be to escape the pursuit.

Nothing is more convincing than a dead man.

Now that everything is exposed, what will he choose to do?

Anyway, it's going to be a tough fight.

When the car was halfway, there was a problem. Some rioters were blocking the road with fences, and all vehicles were not allowed to pass.

Jiang Mu Ye frowned: "they are procrastinating."

Qilian song car did not, directly ordered the police to solve, do not rule out the use of force, the sooner the better.

Fifteen minutes later, the road was clear and the car went on. Through the window, qiliansong saw that some of the mobs were bleeding

No way, even if he was impeached afterwards, even if he lost his current identity and status, lost everything he had, he didn't care.

He just wants to get to his destination as soon as possible, where is his favorite person.

It took nearly two hours for the car to reach the residential area.

As soon as the nearby police have set up defenses in the community, qiliansong arranged snipers on the opposite floor, set up sentries downstairs, and fire rescue is on the way.

Then he and Jiang Muye led the armed police to the building directly, while Huangque was led by the security guard to check the monitoring of the community and lock whether Zhong Jiahe and others left.

The party was divided into two groups, elevator and staircase, and two pairs of people and horses went upstairs respectively.

Jiang Muye and qiliansong arrive first by elevator. At the door of Zhong Jiawen's house, he looks inside with a door mirror and frowns slightly.

"What's the matter?" Qilian song lowered his voice and asked, "what's the problem?"