Terrorist attacks

Seeing Lin Xin gesturing for him to go over, Su Yuan finally grabbed a piece of cake and threw it on a plate, then ran back and forth, piled all the plates on the table, and then sat down.

This position just blocked Lin Xin's sight, and he could no longer see Qiao Yisheng.

The two were very close, and Su Yuan's hands were covered with oil. He groped for a while, but to no avail, then reached into Lin Xin's coat pocket, casually pulled out a tissue, and wiped both hands. Wipe it clean, and finally wipe your chin.

Lin Xin lowered his head to eat and didn't pay attention all the time. Seeing his blank look, Su Yuan asked, "What's wrong with you? Is melamine added to the dish, or is it Sudan red?"

Lin Xin thought about it and said:

"A little thirsty."

Su Yuan stood up and spread his hands:

"Okay, I'll bring it to you now, just wait."

I was in a hurry just now and forgot to serve drinks.Su Yuan and Lin Xin were studying in France together, and they knew his preferences very well. Both of them love red wine, so he went directly to the front desk to choose wine without asking.

Lin Xin watched Su Yuan leave, then turned his head, Qiao Yisheng turned his back to him, separated by a distance, the person next to him, who couldn't name him, was a frequent visitor to various financial magazines.Two or three people occasionally clinked wine glasses. The bright red liquid splashed lightly on the crystal clear goblet and swirled along the glass wall. Lin Xin suddenly felt dizzy.

He got up and finally walked behind Qiao Yisheng, taking every step carefully, as if there was no way to turn back if he was not careful.

When he stopped, his heartbeat gradually stabilized. From the side and rear, Lin Xin vaguely saw Qiao Yisheng resting his chin with one hand, silent for a while, then raised his head, explained a few words, and the others nodded in agreement.

When several people toasted and drank, Lin Xin lowered his voice and read:

"Joe Yisheng?"

The other party didn't respond, they were still talking and laughing happily.

Facing Kong Gu, there should be an echo, Lin Xin took another step forward, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to pat him on the shoulder, or someone who simply reached for him: "Qiao Yisheng..."

His hands were still hanging in the air, unable to advance or retreat, he just spoke, and before he got a response, the black people scattered in the corners rushed up quickly.

Lin Xin knew that in international competitions, black people always had an advantage in track and field.However, seeing the speed and strength of these people for the first time today, he obviously couldn't bear it.

He didn't know if Qiao Yisheng heard the two beeps just now.

He even had a hallucination that he never spoke, just stood silently, presumably it would save a lot of embarrassment.

Being escorted out was only a momentary event, without making a sound, he walked quickly without looking back.

In the corridor, the cold wind blows towards your face, like a knife cutting, neatly.

The black man was fairly decent, he didn't do anything, he just talked to him in English, asked a few simple questions, and searched him.

After making sure that Lin Xin didn't have a gun or any other suspicious items, he let him go and pushed aside. One of the leaders slapped him in the face contemptuously, telling him to understand the rules and be careful.

With Lin Xin's skill, he could easily deal with one or two black people, but he suddenly felt very boring.

He has thought about many possibilities, and to be honest, this kind of scene is not the worst, and it is still within his acceptable range.

He's sure he's tried enough, and he's suddenly relieved.

When Su Yuan rushed out in a hurry, he was peeling a candy and threw it into his mouth with his head raised.

"How are you?"

Lin Xin waved his hand, indicating that there is no serious problem.

"Those people are not easy to mess with, how did you offend them? I just turned around, and you were gone. Fortunately, someone reminded me at the next table and scared me."

Lin Xin smoothly smoothed out the candy wrapper. A candy was in his mouth, but he felt like chewing wax: "I just walked over, maybe a little close to Williams, in the dangerous area, I was instantly killed."

Su Yuan was still panting, rubbing his hair:

"This group of people are like urban management. We can't afford to mess with them. Remember to stay away from here. This is not Beijing. Don't think that urban management has to take a detour when they see you."

Lin Xin bowed his head and straightened his collar, and said solemnly:

"It would be great if I were the head of the city management."

Su Yuan was puzzled:

"How to say?"

Lin Xin was impassioned:

"Give me [-] chengguan, and I can regain Taiwan."

Lin Xin went back to the apartment, hungry and desperate, and urged Su Yuan to order a pot of noodles, using the thick soup in the afternoon as the base, and the two of them each ate a large bowl.

After that, they sat together in the living room watching the football game. Lin Xin sat for a long time, then sneaked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out all the edible food in it, and piled it on the coffee table.

After more than an hour, Lin Xin checked the time. It was nearly 11 o'clock, and he went back to his room, intending to take a hot shower before going to sleep.

Lying on the bed, he gradually relaxed.

He was very tired, and he thought he would pass out when he touched the bed.Unexpectedly, tossing and turning, he finally rolled the quilt into a ball, hugged it in his arms, wrapped his hands around, rubbed his head, and sighed again.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, Qiao Yisheng was right.

The last time I met him in Beijing was very unbearable.At that time, he was the one who resolutely decided to cut off contact with Qiao Yisheng, and Qiao Yisheng did so, there was nothing wrong with it.

That day he knew that he was bugged. Although it was surveillance, if he grasped it well, he could even defeat the opponent.

Lin Xin knew that he was not fully trusted. To get out of the dangerous situation as soon as possible, he had to make the other party believe in him first.

He just followed Qiao Yi's voice, and at the moment when he was about to be violated, the two of them became stiff.

This kind of resentment and shame is enough for the other party to believe that he hates Qiao Yisheng so much, and of course he is willing to actively cooperate instead of passively compromising because of coercion.

In this way, Lin Xin has a lot of free space, and he can plan many things slowly.

He calculated everything accurately, but he didn't know Qiao Yisheng's bottom line.

It turned out that his enthusiasm came and went faster.

Lin Xin felt bitter and dry in his throat, almost smoking.But the heart is calm and cold, as if living in a tomb, silent, deathly still.

He thought about it, after this matter is over, he will return to Beijing, and the two of them don't need to meet again.

However, his original plan was not affected.

The intention to protect Qiao Yisheng has not changed.

It's just that Qiao Yisheng can no longer contact him directly to obtain information, which will make it more difficult.

Before annihilating the enemy in one fell swoop, of course, there must be no shortage of bait, but Lin Xin was not sure that he would be perfect and not be seen through by Qiao Yisheng.

What will happen after the dismantling, he has no idea in his mind.

Maybe he couldn't make it to the last step at all, and the key to turning things around was wasted halfway.

Everything will be different. In Qiao Yisheng's eyes, he has been planning for a long time.

It's terrible, it will not end well.

Lin Xin thought too much, and he thought it was funny, so he made a noise, bursting into tears, causing Su Yuan to push the door and rush in: "I heard your voice in the living room, I was so flustered, why are you so happy? Tell me to listen."

Lin Xin was stunned:

"Has it spread to the living room?"

Su Yuan shook his head:

"No, intermittently, like being strangled by someone, very depressed, hey, hey, let's not talk about it."

Lin Xin himself shivered, lay down and covered himself with the quilt:

"Then you should go to rest early, and today you will be troubled, and the cooperation matter will not progress at all, and a good opportunity will be wasted in vain."

Su Yuan waved his hand:

"What's the point? I can see it. People don't want to cooperate with you, and they insist on entanglement with you. It's a dead end. Although you made a false alarm today, it's probably because of me. I should apologize."

Lin Xin laughed:

"You cleaned up the house, and I just laughed."

After Su Yuan left, Lin Xin just closed his eyes and received a call:

"Lawyer Lin, what's the final recovery result? What's the progress today?"

Lin Xin was sleepy, and his voice was wet:

"You are in the dark, you can see everything clearly, why ask me."

The man laughed twice before continuing:

"Mr. Lin, I advise you to seize the opportunity as soon as possible. Now that you have no chips in hand, it is really useless to me. I really want to reshuffle the cards."

Lin Xin sat up startled:

"No, although it's not easy for me to have direct contact with him now, but I've known him for so long, and I know a lot about him. Give me some more time. I'm sure you won't be able to find someone more suitable than me."

The other party was silent for a moment and questioned:

"Of course I would like to believe you. As I said earlier, we are in the same boat. It's not good for anyone to die. But you and I know Qiao Yisheng's method. Once caught... I don't want to take this risk. , you are worthless."

Lin Xin didn't speak, just pinched his numb feet quietly, and changed his posture to listen to the phone.

"I'll give you one last chance, grasp it well, and fail again, I have my own strategy, and you don't have any objections when the time comes, the loser has nothing to say but absolute obedience."

Lin Xin agreed.

The next day, Su Yuan went to the company, Lin Xin borrowed the car and drove all the way to the suburbs.

After all, it was two years ago, and he had a vague impression of the specific route of the manor. He searched the map, relied on his memory, and turned on the navigation system. After a long time of tossing, he finally arrived at the destination.