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Chapter 226
chapter 0134 part 2
Inside the car, Ding Qing finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and slammed his fist heavily onto the seat in front of him. Sitting next to Ding Qing was his Chinese-American lawyer,
and also his confidant, Yang Wenxi. He quietly waited for Ding Qing to finish venting his emotions before adjusting his glasses and explaining the whole story to him.
"Zi Cheng and the Section Chief of the Investigation Planning Division of the Seoul Metropolitan Police Department were shot and killed together in an abandoned factory in the southern suburbs of Seoul.
The Metropolitan Police Department wanted to conceal the information, but after our inside source found out, they passed the information to us!"
"I hired Hackers to attack the Seoul Metropolitan Police Department's database,"
Yang Wenxi glanced at Ding Qing with some hesitation.
As Ding Qing's confidant, he knew the depth of the friendship between Ding Qing and Li Zi Cheng, but there was no way he could conceal this matter from Ding Qing.
"Zi Cheng was an undercover agent for the Metropolitan Police Department!"
After Yang Wenxi finished speaking, he carefully observed Ding Qing's expression.
Undercover agent!? Ding Qing's expression was somewhat stunned, and then his look became complex. Doubt, resentment, sudden realization, and relief flashed across his face, a mix of emotions.
"Who killed Zi Cheng?"
"According to the police's bullet mark analysis report, it was the same person who killed Chairman Zhang!"
Yang Wenxi paused for a moment: "Besides Li Zi Cheng, his deputy Shi Wu was also an undercover agent for the Metropolitan Police Department. I've already had people control him. What do you think we should do?"
"The old rule, throw him In the Sea to plant lotus!"
Ding Qing looked out the window, his eyes unblinking...
Yang Wenxi nodded and immediately made a phone call to have it handled.
The so-called planting lotus means putting a person into a gasoline drum / barrel, then filling it with cement, and throwing it into the ocean.
This is the method the Golden Gate Group consistently uses to deal with people, making it impossible for the Metropolitan Police Department to find them.
……………
Cheongdam-dong, Seoul's famous Wealthy District, is also a well-known commercial center within Seoul.
Countless tycoons, businessmen, and movie stars from the upper class live here, symbolizing wealth and power.
There are many fashionable shopping centers, bars, and coffee shops here, and many South Korean stars have purchased property near Cheongdam-dong.
The combination of fashion and wealth makes Cheongdam-dong the premier golden real estate location in Seoul and even South Korea.
No one would have thought that a Hitman's safe house would be located in such a place.
Gu Zi Yun sat on the sofa with a pale complexion, looking at the brightly lit night view Outside.
"Uncle, it looks like you're very afraid of your Boss!"
Gu Zi Yun's originally rosy lips had become pale and cracked, and her voice was also a little hoarse.
The Skeleton Demon's toxin had spread throughout her body. Even though Sloan had used the method Tang Song taught him to suppress the spread of the toxin,
Her body was so weak that even standing up was difficult.
Gu Zi Yun's eyes were still bright. The look she gave Sloan when she turned back carried mockery.
"The Boss is not someone you can speculate about!" Sloan, wearing a scarf, carried various types of food from the kitchen to the dining table.
However, it was mostly Western food like sandwiches, hamburgers, and fried steak.
After placing all the food on the table, Sloan pushed Gu Zi Yun, who was sitting in a wheelchair, to the table.
"Yes, Uncle, are you planning to give me as a Gift to your Boss? Tell me, does he want to use me for experiments or is he a Lolic*n!"
Looking at the madness revealed in Gu Zi Yun's innocent big eyes,
Sloan nodded gently at her and said, "I think the Boss will like your personality!
Cherish this opportunity. If the Boss is satisfied with you, for you, it will be like a mortal obtaining the key to the Kingdom of Gods!"
Gu Zi Yun looked at the fanatical Sloan and inexplicably shivered.
At this moment, a doorbell rang.
Sloan walked over, listened to the three long and one short presses of the doorbell, and opened the Room door.
"Take good care of this little girl and make sure she eats. The medicine is ready in the bathtub. After she eats, give her a bath..."
Sloan opened the door, and in came an ordinary-looking South Korean elderly woman.
She nodded towards Sloan, walked over, skillfully tied a napkin around Gu Zi Yun's neck, and began feeding her! Sloan watched for a while, then turned and left the Room, walked to the entrance, took out a key, and opened the Room door.
…………
In the large four-bedroom, two-living room apartment, Sloan didn't turn on the lights. He walked directly to the study, using the light filtering in from Outside the window.
In front of the bookshelf, Sloan took out a copy of "The Count of Monte Cristo", pressed the switch inside, and the entire row of bookshelves slid to the sides, revealing a dazzling array of weapons inside.
Various handguns, submachine guns, and sniper rifles hung all over the shelves.
Daggers and fire axes, these cold weapons, hung on both sides. The weapon rack even had less common weapons like a crossbow.
Sloan skillfully began checking the maintenance condition and loading status of the Things on the weapon rack...
This was a habit he had developed over many years. Whenever he arrived at a safe house, the first thing he did was check the escape routes and the weapons stored inside the safe house.
"Ding-a-ling!"
Just as Sloan was pushing out the bullets from a handgun magazine to check them, his Mobile Phone suddenly rang.
Sloan took out his Mobile Phone and looked at the unfamiliar South Korean number on it! He answered the Call.
"Annyeonghaseyo! Are you Boss Tang's person? I am Ding Qing!"
"Chairman Ding! Hello! It seems you've made up your mind!"
Sloan put the handgun back on the gun rack and walked out of the study with the Mobile Phone.
"I wonder when Boss Tang is free? I'd like to visit him in New York!"
Seoul Asan Hospital, in front of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department, Ding Qing was pacing in the corridor, holding his Mobile Phone.
Several Golden Gate Group Computer Experts in black suits were constantly using laptops to track his Mobile Signal.
"Our Boss means that he welcomes Chairman Ding anytime in the next couple of days!"
That night, several men who came out of the Ward to get water or accompany patients, and the on-duty nurses, saw these strong men dressed in black suits, and each one of them was so scared they wanted to walk pressed against the wall!
"Then I definitely need to prepare a big Gift for Boss Tang. After all, without you, I wouldn't have become Chairman so easily! Oh, and thanks to you for helping me remove the mole I had in the National Police Agency!"
"Chairman Ding is too kind, it was just a coincidence!"
After hanging up the Phone, Ding Qing walked to the window at the end of the Hospital corridor. Through the glass, he looked at his own face reflected on the glass, a face whose expression he couldn't quite describe, and suddenly grinned.
"Have you found his position?"
Ding Qing turned his head and looked at the Computer Experts from the Group.
They all shook their heads. One of them, emboldened, replied, "The Call time was too short, and the other party's Mobile Phone has a signal encryption program, making it very difficult to locate!"
"Never mind then!" Ding Qing waved his hand: "You guys go back first, I want to be alone for a bit!"
In the silent Hospital corridor, Ding Qing sat alone on the floor of the long corridor, looking a bit dejected, with his collar open.
Tap, tap, tap...
Footsteps made Ding Qing, whose eyes were bloodshot, raise his head.
At the end of the corridor, Yang Wenxi, carrying a briefcase, pushed open the corridor door and walked in.
"Big Brother, it's all arranged. The passport and tomorrow's airplane ticket. You can be transferred to Afghanistan tomorrow morning!"
Ding Qing took off a Rolex gold watch from his wrist and threw it to Yang Wenxi.
"Wenxi, you go back with her too. Give this to her and tell her it's a Gift from me for my future Big Nephew!"
Yang Wenxi reached out and caught the gold watch, asking with some hesitation, "Big Brother, is it worth it?"
"Ah, shibal, stop with the nonsense. Get lost quickly tomorrow. Take good care of Zi Cheng's wife and child!"
"It's not like I'm definitely going to die. Are the Things ready?"
Yang Wenxi nodded: "We got it on the Black Market! But this Thing probably won't pass security check!"
"Then just throw money at it. Also, pack up Zi Cheng's Chess Teacher. I promised to give Boss Tang a big Gift!"
(End of chapter)
Inside the car, Ding Qing finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and slammed his fist heavily onto the seat in front of him. Sitting next to Ding Qing was his Chinese-American lawyer,
and also his confidant, Yang Wenxi. He quietly waited for Ding Qing to finish venting his emotions before adjusting his glasses and explaining the whole story to him.
"Zi Cheng and the Section Chief of the Investigation Planning Division of the Seoul Metropolitan Police Department were shot and killed together in an abandoned factory in the southern suburbs of Seoul.
The Metropolitan Police Department wanted to conceal the information, but after our inside source found out, they passed the information to us!"
"I hired Hackers to attack the Seoul Metropolitan Police Department's database,"
Yang Wenxi glanced at Ding Qing with some hesitation.
As Ding Qing's confidant, he knew the depth of the friendship between Ding Qing and Li Zi Cheng, but there was no way he could conceal this matter from Ding Qing.
"Zi Cheng was an undercover agent for the Metropolitan Police Department!"
After Yang Wenxi finished speaking, he carefully observed Ding Qing's expression.
Undercover agent!? Ding Qing's expression was somewhat stunned, and then his look became complex. Doubt, resentment, sudden realization, and relief flashed across his face, a mix of emotions.
"Who killed Zi Cheng?"
"According to the police's bullet mark analysis report, it was the same person who killed Chairman Zhang!"
Yang Wenxi paused for a moment: "Besides Li Zi Cheng, his deputy Shi Wu was also an undercover agent for the Metropolitan Police Department. I've already had people control him. What do you think we should do?"
"The old rule, throw him In the Sea to plant lotus!"
Ding Qing looked out the window, his eyes unblinking...
Yang Wenxi nodded and immediately made a phone call to have it handled.
The so-called planting lotus means putting a person into a gasoline drum / barrel, then filling it with cement, and throwing it into the ocean.
This is the method the Golden Gate Group consistently uses to deal with people, making it impossible for the Metropolitan Police Department to find them.
……………
Cheongdam-dong, Seoul's famous Wealthy District, is also a well-known commercial center within Seoul.
Countless tycoons, businessmen, and movie stars from the upper class live here, symbolizing wealth and power.
There are many fashionable shopping centers, bars, and coffee shops here, and many South Korean stars have purchased property near Cheongdam-dong.
The combination of fashion and wealth makes Cheongdam-dong the premier golden real estate location in Seoul and even South Korea.
No one would have thought that a Hitman's safe house would be located in such a place.
Gu Zi Yun sat on the sofa with a pale complexion, looking at the brightly lit night view Outside.
"Uncle, it looks like you're very afraid of your Boss!"
Gu Zi Yun's originally rosy lips had become pale and cracked, and her voice was also a little hoarse.
The Skeleton Demon's toxin had spread throughout her body. Even though Sloan had used the method Tang Song taught him to suppress the spread of the toxin,
Her body was so weak that even standing up was difficult.
Gu Zi Yun's eyes were still bright. The look she gave Sloan when she turned back carried mockery.
"The Boss is not someone you can speculate about!" Sloan, wearing a scarf, carried various types of food from the kitchen to the dining table.
However, it was mostly Western food like sandwiches, hamburgers, and fried steak.
After placing all the food on the table, Sloan pushed Gu Zi Yun, who was sitting in a wheelchair, to the table.
"Yes, Uncle, are you planning to give me as a Gift to your Boss? Tell me, does he want to use me for experiments or is he a Lolic*n!"
Looking at the madness revealed in Gu Zi Yun's innocent big eyes,
Sloan nodded gently at her and said, "I think the Boss will like your personality!
Cherish this opportunity. If the Boss is satisfied with you, for you, it will be like a mortal obtaining the key to the Kingdom of Gods!"
Gu Zi Yun looked at the fanatical Sloan and inexplicably shivered.
At this moment, a doorbell rang.
Sloan walked over, listened to the three long and one short presses of the doorbell, and opened the Room door.
"Take good care of this little girl and make sure she eats. The medicine is ready in the bathtub. After she eats, give her a bath..."
Sloan opened the door, and in came an ordinary-looking South Korean elderly woman.
She nodded towards Sloan, walked over, skillfully tied a napkin around Gu Zi Yun's neck, and began feeding her! Sloan watched for a while, then turned and left the Room, walked to the entrance, took out a key, and opened the Room door.
…………
In the large four-bedroom, two-living room apartment, Sloan didn't turn on the lights. He walked directly to the study, using the light filtering in from Outside the window.
In front of the bookshelf, Sloan took out a copy of "The Count of Monte Cristo", pressed the switch inside, and the entire row of bookshelves slid to the sides, revealing a dazzling array of weapons inside.
Various handguns, submachine guns, and sniper rifles hung all over the shelves.
Daggers and fire axes, these cold weapons, hung on both sides. The weapon rack even had less common weapons like a crossbow.
Sloan skillfully began checking the maintenance condition and loading status of the Things on the weapon rack...
This was a habit he had developed over many years. Whenever he arrived at a safe house, the first thing he did was check the escape routes and the weapons stored inside the safe house.
"Ding-a-ling!"
Just as Sloan was pushing out the bullets from a handgun magazine to check them, his Mobile Phone suddenly rang.
Sloan took out his Mobile Phone and looked at the unfamiliar South Korean number on it! He answered the Call.
"Annyeonghaseyo! Are you Boss Tang's person? I am Ding Qing!"
"Chairman Ding! Hello! It seems you've made up your mind!"
Sloan put the handgun back on the gun rack and walked out of the study with the Mobile Phone.
"I wonder when Boss Tang is free? I'd like to visit him in New York!"
Seoul Asan Hospital, in front of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department, Ding Qing was pacing in the corridor, holding his Mobile Phone.
Several Golden Gate Group Computer Experts in black suits were constantly using laptops to track his Mobile Signal.
"Our Boss means that he welcomes Chairman Ding anytime in the next couple of days!"
That night, several men who came out of the Ward to get water or accompany patients, and the on-duty nurses, saw these strong men dressed in black suits, and each one of them was so scared they wanted to walk pressed against the wall!
"Then I definitely need to prepare a big Gift for Boss Tang. After all, without you, I wouldn't have become Chairman so easily! Oh, and thanks to you for helping me remove the mole I had in the National Police Agency!"
"Chairman Ding is too kind, it was just a coincidence!"
After hanging up the Phone, Ding Qing walked to the window at the end of the Hospital corridor. Through the glass, he looked at his own face reflected on the glass, a face whose expression he couldn't quite describe, and suddenly grinned.
"Have you found his position?"
Ding Qing turned his head and looked at the Computer Experts from the Group.
They all shook their heads. One of them, emboldened, replied, "The Call time was too short, and the other party's Mobile Phone has a signal encryption program, making it very difficult to locate!"
"Never mind then!" Ding Qing waved his hand: "You guys go back first, I want to be alone for a bit!"
In the silent Hospital corridor, Ding Qing sat alone on the floor of the long corridor, looking a bit dejected, with his collar open.
Tap, tap, tap...
Footsteps made Ding Qing, whose eyes were bloodshot, raise his head.
At the end of the corridor, Yang Wenxi, carrying a briefcase, pushed open the corridor door and walked in.
"Big Brother, it's all arranged. The passport and tomorrow's airplane ticket. You can be transferred to Afghanistan tomorrow morning!"
Ding Qing took off a Rolex gold watch from his wrist and threw it to Yang Wenxi.
"Wenxi, you go back with her too. Give this to her and tell her it's a Gift from me for my future Big Nephew!"
Yang Wenxi reached out and caught the gold watch, asking with some hesitation, "Big Brother, is it worth it?"
"Ah, shibal, stop with the nonsense. Get lost quickly tomorrow. Take good care of Zi Cheng's wife and child!"
"It's not like I'm definitely going to die. Are the Things ready?"
Yang Wenxi nodded: "We got it on the Black Market! But this Thing probably won't pass security check!"
"Then just throw money at it. Also, pack up Zi Cheng's Chess Teacher. I promised to give Boss Tang a big Gift!"
(End of chapter)
