The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 1094

Yang Yelang and others are still restless in the youth hostel, and now they are like ants on a hot pot.

"Can Qianyue really find the boss?" Wang Yingge looked at Yang Shiying suspiciously.

Yang Shiying snorted: "Except for Su Wanying, I don't think anyone is more familiar with Li Chang'an than Qianyue."

"Qianyue must be more familiar with the boss than Mr. Su." Lawyer Zhang suddenly said, "I can feel it."

Wang Yingge grabbed his ear, and said in a bad tone, "You know women quite well, don't you?"

Lawyer Zhang yelled, but didn't dare to move: "Don't be angry, good wife, don't be angry, be careful of the child."

Pei Dongsheng couldn't stand it anymore: "It's too embarrassing, Lao Zhang, you are a married man who really has the status of a dog."

The atmosphere relaxed a bit, the door of the hotel opened softly at this time, Li Changan stepped in, looked at them and said, "What's the latest situation in Manila?"

ah!Everyone stood up, swept away the decadence just now, and looked at Li Changan in surprise.

Li Changan sat down, lit a cigarette, and signaled everyone to sit down.

Wang Yingge hastily explained the latest situation briefly: "Xia Qing has been locked up in a secret place. Our contacts haven't found out where it is. President Su is still missing. As for Anna..."

She lowered her voice: "The body is still in the hands of the police. The strange thing is that Anna is an American citizen, but the Americans over there didn't move at all. There were still a few reporters, but they all disappeared later."

Li Changan nodded, closed his eyes and thought for a while, and then looked at Lawyer Zhang: "Old Zhang, you go to see Chen Dongming and ask him to put pressure on the local city government of Manila as a sister city and give Xia Qing the treatment he deserves." , it would be best to see a lawyer."

Lawyer Zhang nodded repeatedly: "I forgot about this. Manila and Jiangning are international sister cities. This relationship is very useful."

Li Chang'an looked at Pei Dongsheng again: "You are still the head of the Yulan Basin, and you have sent word to the underground gangs and various organizations in Southeast Asia, and you will provide us with relevant information when necessary."

Pei Dongsheng got up immediately and left without saying a word.

"Yelang!" Li Changan said to Yang Yelang: "As the heir of the Qing Dynasty on Maoshan Mountain, you try to find a way to get in touch with the Daoist Association in Southeast Asia. Those Daoist disciples are the guests of the rich and powerful in Southeast Asia. Those miscellaneous disciples of Fengshui and fortune-telling, you are the orthodox Maoshan descendant, they follow this set."

Yang Yelang lifted his spirits, and finally found something he could do.

This group of people are all dragons and phoenixes, with extraordinary abilities, but without Li Changan in charge, they would be a mess. Now everyone understands that without Li Changan, they might not be able to do even the smallest things well.

"Shiying, go get a few satellite phones, one for each person." Li Changan got up: "I'll leave for Manila in the afternoon, and we'll keep in touch."

There was a hint of sternness on his face: "Anna's hatred, I will make them repay ten times!"

Manila, Tongdu District, the area with the largest population density, the largest area, and the highest proportion of poor people, is also a traditional slum area.

In the basement of an institution affiliated with the Department of Health in the district, hundreds of small cage-like rooms are closely arranged.

This was once a massacre site in the Japanese-occupied area. During World War II, countless people died in this caged area.

Xia Qing was squatting in one of the cells, and she could only squat, because the narrow limestone bed was as dirty as a garbage dump, and under the broken cotton wool, there were bugs or something wriggling.

Under the stone bed, a group of mice ate her food recklessly.

Xia Qing couldn't take a bite of these foods made of unknown materials. It smelled like bad water from a hotel.

"Between two points, the straight line is the shortest..." Xia Qing silently memorized various formulas.

From math formulas to physics formulas, when she was in school, she once failed to memorize the formulas, and was punished by the teacher to stand in front of the whole class. Since then, she has suffered a psychological shadow, as long as she memorized the formulas, she felt uncomfortable all over her body.

Xia Qing was afraid that he would fall asleep and be eaten by mice, so he put himself in a state of tension by memorizing the formula.

She must not fall asleep.

Because of her non-cooperation, the people from the National Bureau of Investigation decided to let her enjoy the taste of being in the black cage to break her psychological defense. Now 12 hours have passed. In the experience of the Bureau of Investigation, an ordinary white-collar girl is I can't hold on.

Xia Qing persisted, she couldn't see the sky outside here, but she vaguely felt that it should be dawn outside.

Then there was a burst of footsteps, crisp and weird.

The mottled iron door opened with a creak, and a female supervisor walked in wearing rain boots, stepped on a mouse running around, cursed something, and then said to Xia Qing in broken English: "Come out, Huaguo... ..."

Xia Qing held back her anger, gritted her teeth and walked out, bent over and exited the black cage through the low passage. She greedily breathed in the fresh air on the ground floor. Although it smelled like earth, it was no better than that cage. How many times.

A man in a suit and leather shoes saw her in the interrogation room, and then told her one thing: Huaxia Jiangning called the city government. Considering your special situation, we will transfer you to a cell on the ground, but , I hope you can cooperate and don't ask for trouble.

Although the voice was harsh, the tone had already turned for the better.

Xia Qing was taken out of the black cage by a pitch-black van, left the slums, and transferred to a small four-story building in the bustling area of ​​Maniti.

This is also a cell, but they are all single rooms, with TVs, air conditioners, and even refrigerators.

Xia Qing was happiest when he saw the separate bathroom, although it was very simple.

The caretaker said that this place was used to detain political prisoners and big shots. She was lucky, and being transferred here was basically a blessing.

Xia took a shower and changed into the shirt and trousers provided inside, relaxing her tense nerves a little.

Huaxia Jiangning put pressure on Manila, don't think about it, she also knows who made the move, thinking of this, tears are about to come out, Brother Li, when are you coming, President Su is missing...

At noon, after eating a meal of white rice with fish, Xia Qing was taken out of the cell again.

"Is my lawyer here?" Xia Qing asked pleasantly all the way.

The policewoman in charge gave her a stern look: "Keep your voice down, someone wants to see you!"

Xia Qing looked at the cameras that were turned off all around, and there were a few prison guards who pretended not to see, and immediately understood that the policewoman had been bribed, and the person who came to see her was not an official.

A beautiful woman in a white cheongsam with a bamboo fan in her hand was waiting for her.

This woman's figure exploded, especially her seductive red lips, she was definitely a rare stunner. Xia Qing was stunned, not knowing where this beauty came from.

"Master Hongmen, Miss Xia, you can call me Sister Hong." The woman looked to be in her twenties, but her tone was very sophisticated: "I'm here to tell you that all the underground organizations in Manila have received orders to protect you." Instructions, our Hongmen is the most powerful here, so I can guarantee your safety, you must trust me."

Hong Meili said, put down the bamboo fan, and smiled at Xia Qing: "You can call me when it is critical, and I will live next door to you."

Xia Qing said, "Live next door to me? Sister Hong, are you talking about this place? This is a prison!"

Miss Hong smiled and stood up, the bamboo fan fell into her hand, and two prison guards came over: "Sit down, don't walk around."

Miss Hong lowered her head and giggled, the bamboo fan in her hand slid across the necks of the two prison guards like lightning, directly cutting their main arteries, the blood was like a fountain, and in this blood red color, this woman sat down leisurely , took out a white paper towel and wiped his little hands: "Now, I can live in. Killing a prison guard is a felony!"

(End of this chapter)