Gossip King

Lao Hang walked over and took a look, his legs trembled.

There are two multimedia messages, one is a class card of A504 on the side of a long corridor, and the other is an ordinary desk. The height of the desk shows that it was taken in elementary school.

"This..." Old Hang took the mobile phone from Gao Leng's hand to zoom in, and then took a closer look. The more he looked, the more sweaty his forehead became.

"It's your son's desk." Gao Leng said affirmatively.

Lao Hao nodded, and the whole person began to tremble. He took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions and asked, "Is it revenge? Who sent it?"

After asking, he shook his head again and gave a wry smile.

Since it is revenge, how can you know who sent it?

It is common for reporters who visit unannounced to get revenge, but it feels different when it happens to others and to oneself. And what happens to me is different from what may happen to my son.

It is impossible to say not to be afraid.

Lao Hao's hand shook slightly and stretched it into his pocket. He took out the cigarette case and shook and tried to shake one out, but couldn't grasp it. A few of them flew out and fell to the ground. He took one and put it in his mouth Inside, but forgot to light up and took a sharp breath.

"Your son is by your side now, don't worry, it's safe here." Gao Leng reached into his pocket and took out the lighter, slapped him to light the fire, and moved to the old hanging cigarette.

Lao Hang took a deep breath and spit it out again, but still bowed his head and said nothing, he didn't know what to say, he panicked.

It's impossible not to panic. Although he is a low-lying man, he is brave and has been out to wander the rivers and lakes since he was a child, but the other party's gun was pointed at his son.

son!

He did everything for his family. He had expected the danger of unannounced visits a long time ago, but he did not expect that someone would attack such a small child, nor did he expect that the news had just fermented for three hours, starting at 4:30. After fermentation, he actually took a picture of his son's desk.

What kind of power is this?

It is easy for a person with such power to kill an individual.

"Old man, this is the first time I light a cigarette for you?" Gao Leng asked.

Lao Xiao shook his head, squatted down against the wall with soft legs, pulling his hair in one hand, and instinctively looking at the direction of his son’s room. The door of the room was open. It was the first time for a pair of children to live in such a high class. His presidential suite was jumping about excitedly, shouting, very excited.

How many times did you light a cigarette? It seems that many times, Gao Leng has never used him as a driver.

It seems that every time Gao Leng lights him a cigarette, Lao Xiao can feel a little settled in his heart.

"Lao Hang, you believe me, this is just our first big unannounced visit. I will not miss, and I will never ignore the lives of my teammates." Gao Leng put the lighter in Lao Hang's hands: " This is the third time I have lighted you a cigarette, and I will give you countless times in the future. You are my big brother, I respect you when I light a cigarette, and your son is my godson. I will never Let them hurt my godson. You have to believe me."

"They, who?" Lao Diao calmed down his flustered eyes and asked subconsciously.

"No matter who." Gao Leng sneered: "No matter who, no matter what power or background he is, hurt anyone in my team, any family member, I will never allow this kind of thing to happen."

Lao Hang's slightly shaking hands slowly stabilized. He raised his head and looked at Gao Leng, and slowly stood up: "Did I behave too silly?"

Gao Leng shook his head.

"Then what shall we do now?" Lao Hang eased from the panic and asked this crucial question.

Now, what to do, this is the most important thing. It is said that soldiers come to cover the water and soil, so how to stop and how to cover?

They are in the dark and cold in the light, so many family members are in the light.

Who they are, when they will start, how they will start, everything is unknown.

"There are a few more text messages, look at it." Gao Leng picked up the phone again, and saw four or five text messages corresponding to different people.

The first is Mu Xiao Leng. Her name, age, address, location of the intern TV station, university class and other information are detailed and accurate.

The same is true for the simple and fat information.

"So detailed, these people are amazing." After reading the information, the old man frowned: "This is not a simple threat. It is impossible to get so much information in such a short period of time. They will start."

Gao Leng nodded, Lao Diao's social experience is sufficient, and his judgment is correct. This is not intimidation, this is a threat, or advance notice.

"Who could it be?" Lao Diao took a breath of cigarette and thought hard.

Several bigwigs involved in politics have now been taken away. There are too many people involved in this kind of big case, and too many people are not discovered so quickly.

Revenge that was discovered, hatred that was not discovered, so many people, everyone is possible.

"Whoever does it, is who." Gao Leng walked back and forth a few words.

"Do you think this is a force?"

"Yes, a force." Gao Leng made a positive judgment. He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Blade Gang, haven't you surfaced yet?"

Gao Leng photographed the train from Donggang to Zongcang at night. There were many Blade Gang members in it, but they couldn't post it. There was no shadow of Blade Gang in the media.

But the internal reference was sent.

For such a big case, the police station will soon retrieve information from the internal reference, and it should only be a matter of time before the Blade Gang surfaced.

"They didn't expose it, and it's probably okay for a while." Lao Diao became nervous when he heard it: "The Blade Gang will probably get rid of it. If I were the leader of the Blade Gang, I would definitely call some people out to commit the crime."

Gao Leng nodded and looked at Lao Hang in admiration. He didn't look at the wrong person. The driver's sharp eyesight saw the next move of the Blade Gang.

Old Hanging's words woke up Gao Leng inadvertently.

"If I were the boss of the blade..." Gao Leng tilted his head slightly and closed his eyes: "If I were the one involved...what would happen to me?"

Lao Diao looked at the contemplative Gao Leng, and saw him holding his hands on his chest, habitually tapping his arms with one hand.

This is a habitual movement of high cold, and the old hanging hastily relieved his breathing, waiting quietly without daring to disturb.

"If I were them..." Gao Leng took the phone and looked at it again. Suddenly, his eyes brightened and he put the phone in his pocket.

"Old hanger, you stay here to protect them, and you must pay attention to your safety. Fatty, they should have brought the team to come, and leave it to you here."

The old hanging nodded: "Where is Jian Xiaodan?"

Gao sneered: "There are people from our newspaper. It is safe for the time being."

"how about you?"

"Me? Of course I went to dinner with the beautiful anchor Zuo Xue..." Gao Leng looked at the time and said.

"You...you go alone?" The old hanger understood something: "Are you fishing?!"

Gao Leng shook his head: "I don't want to fish, I want to kill fish."