Chapter 1700

The sharp thin voice laughed, and Fu Fengyi could hear the voice beyond the chord. This kind of person who asks for help on a temporary basis should not pay attention to it. In addition, she is angry because of the family affairs, and she doesn't want to pay attention to this kind of thing at all.

"I'm sorry, we don't cover the sky with one hand. We will try our best to cooperate with the police in any place where we need our cooperation, so we can't help you."

What else does the other party want to say, she hands the microphone to the housekeeper, who will handle the next thing.

On the other end of the phone, a man with a sharp voice hung up. He was thin and slender, looking like a bamboo pole swaying against the wind.

The lip line of her lips was always down, and there was a mole on the left side of her chin. There was a long, white hair on the mole that swayed up and down with the movement of her lips.

"Chief, the two policemen are here." The Secretary knocked on the door.

He got up, touched his bright head, and sighed out of the door.

"Hello, hello. Come in. Can I have coffee?" Seeing two policemen, he rushed in.

"You're welcome. My name is Beck. He's Xiao Wu. We're just here to ask something." Beck looked at the office. It was very simple. It really looked like a charitable religious organization. But the purple clay pot in the tea sea was not cheap.

Feeling that one of the people's eyes fell on the purple clay pot, the man was a little nervous. He was also a human spirit at all times. He suddenly saw that the young man was not enough to be afraid of. What was terrible was the old man.

"OK, OK. Let's sit down and chat." He introduced them to their seats. "I'm sorry, the chairs are old, but they can be used as they can. It's a basic doctrine that we should not waste money and extravagance."

The secretary brought the coffee, and Beck glanced at the woman in the A-line skirt and the open top, and he knew it.

"Xiao Zhao, you go out. It's OK here." Men and women on the eyes, eyes ambiguous.

"Well, your organization has been established for three years." Beck spoke, and the subordinate next to him recorded.

The man touched his bright and clean head again, and the long hair on the mole trembled, "yes, this is so fast. What we originally positioned was public welfare. We hope that more people can feel the care of the world, and each member of the society is just a token charge of a little membership fee."

Beck intercepted his words. "It is said that the chairman of the board of directors seems to like vacations very much this year. After half a year, he went to Europe three times, and the Secretary has always been with him."

The man's language is blocked, the police officer who has been recording on the side also stops his pen and looks at him with great interest.

The man touched a bright and clean head again, and his expression was embarrassed. "It's true. I sold my father's house, so I went abroad to relax."

His eyes were floating around, but there was no sign of lying except his guilty and embarrassed heart.

"OK." Beck stood up. "I'm sorry to trouble you today. If necessary, we may need your cooperation."

The man immediately said, "where and where, this is what we should do."

Outside, the police officer murmured: "it took hundreds of thousands of dollars to travel to Europe with honey. It's not so simple as an organization that only does public welfare."

"He didn't lie. He did sell one of his father's houses." Beck glanced at the cars parked outside the two-story building. They were all popular brands. The cars were also ashed. Only one was relatively new.

He went to the Buick and touched it with his finger. There was no dust at all. It should have been driven in the past two days.

"Chief, do you want to keep your eyes on it now?" Asked the constable.

He took back his hand. "No, you watch the snake. How's the hospital going?"

"Director, do you mean that those who died have seen diseases recently and left records in the hospital? They are checking."

He nodded and took another look at the two story building before he got into the car. In the room on the second floor, the man stood behind the curtain and turned around when he saw the car leave.

"I'm going to have a rest. No one can come in and disturb me." He called out to the door, then locked the door and lowered the curtain.

The room was a little dim. He went to his desk, squatted down, lifted the carpet and knocked on the wooden floor.

The floor made a hollow sound, and he waited quietly for a few minutes. Then he fastened an iron ring on the floor and pulled up a square door panel.

No one would have thought that there was a world under the ground. He went down carefully. The stairs were not high. There were only 13 steps. He counted them silently. When his feet fell on the ground, he swallowed his mouth.

A man in a mask and black was sitting in a humble room, which was the most humble place he had ever seen. It was a house similar to a blank room, which had nothing but the necessary bed and a cupboard of books.

This is what the man asked for himself. He was really curious that a man who was so strict with himself could spend a lot of money on other things. He bought millions of his father's house and immediately put it into his account in the blink of an eye."Cough." The man with the mask coughed gently. Judging from his voice, he should be younger than his age.

"Already gone." The chairman bent over.

The man with a mask is reading, smell speech just "en" a, and then concentrate on looking at the hand of a book is not the Empress Dowager.

The director glanced at it, and it was a German book. He was not only more curious about the man in front of him.

"I've been in and out as usual recently. What should I do or how to do it?" There is another man standing beside the man, who is very heroic and can attract other people's attention at a glance.

"OK." The director touched his smooth head, and then did not dare to stay. He felt that the man with the mask had no words to say, so he retreated.

"The pattern has been taken back, but you promised me before..." Said a younger voice.

"You love those people." The man with the mask suddenly laughed. The laughter after the sound changer was very sharp.

Young people hide in the dark, very good-looking eyebrows frown, add a sad, "in the country make too much noise, in the future it is difficult to end."

When the cloth was rubbed, the man with a mask got up and went to the bookcase. He carefully put the book in his hand back to the original position and sighed, "yes."

He turned. "The pattern doesn't fit."

"No fit?" Young voice with a surprise, "how can, I but from her arm directly pasted down, almost is the model." "As like as two peas,

looks at him." there are no two leaves in the world that are exactly alike. They imitate and imitate. Even if they are a little bit different, they are not.

"She's pregnant," she said, her lips pursed and her hands clasped on her side

There was a silence, and the man with the mask said softly, "go and bring her here."

"She's pregnant." The young voice read again slowly, "is there no way to get the pattern without harming her? Is there no way to mimic the data more precisely? "

He was a little excited, his voice raised a few degrees, people also came out of the dark, the light on his face, Holly look serious, "really no way?"

He didn't want Ding Yiyi to be hurt any more, not at all. His hands were shaking, and they covered her mouth not long ago, and felt her trembling at close range.

If he could, he really hoped that she would not get involved and be happy to be her little grandmother. He and she are different from each other.

The man with the mask also looked back at him, the face under the mask did not know what it was like, but his eyes were calm, like the sea, and they were a pair of eyes with stories.

When Dongqing is defeated, he knows that it is impossible to change the man's decision in front of him. She turned her head. "Then you can ask someone else to go."

"You go." The man's tone did not have any room for discussion, and then went to the inner room and closed the door.

"Ah Holly roared, his fist hit the wall, he can cold-blooded to see those people captured one after another innocent people, he knows their fate, but his heart is not any waves.

Only she, seize her, personally send her to the unknown, not very beautiful journey, he is extremely reluctant, but there is no way.

He leaned against the cold wall, his eyes closed, and when he opened again, his turbulent emotions were hidden in his eyes.

Hospitals.

"All the medical equipment brought by the Ye family has been donated to the hospital free of charge. We are very grateful to Mr. Ye for his contribution. By the way, which newspaper reporter are you?" The little nurse's face was a little red. The man in front of her was really tall and handsome.

Dongqing knows that she is a little late. Ye nianmo is cautious by nature and should have taken protective measures early. Even if she has not figured out her details, it is not easy to see Ding Yiyi again.

He walked out of the hospital gate, thinking about where Ding Yiyi would be arranged. It is only possible for those who want to come and go.

But can she have good fruit when she goes to Ye's house? Dongqing knew that Fu Fengyi was famous when he was young. He must know that the child in Ding Yiyi's stomach was not ye nianmo's.

How can Ding Yiyi go to live in the ancient town alone, and why he has to sneak back to Dongjiang city? I'm afraid it's because of that woman.

Will she suffer in it? He got into the car and stepped on the gas pedal, which was not what he needed to care about. There was only one thing he had to do!

Several hundred meters away from Ye's house, a car has been parked here for half an hour. During this half hour, Holly tries to find out how many people there are now.

He must not be too close, otherwise he will be found. In the invisible corner, there must be a dense monitoring system, and he can not act rashly