450: 402 Tube Full 450: 402 Tube Full “Mr.
Jiang, don’t worry, the person has been caught and can’t escape.”
A very ordinary small restaurant.
The almighty Young Master Ye picked up a peanut with his chopsticks and tossed it into his mouth.
“Young Master Ye, how did you know that Qiu Zhaobin was a problem?”
Jiang Chen, gripping his chopsticks, couldn’t help but voice the confusion in his heart.
Qiu Zhaobin had left the hotel at noon, at which ti Ye Tingxuan was in a eting at the security bureau just like them, and hadn’t shown any signs of abnormality.
If it weren’t for Shi Qianxi’s unexpected move, breaking open ng Jiye’s plaster on his leg, perhaps no one would have suspected that assistant by now.
Why could this Young Master predict the enemy’s movents “beforehand”?
“Ha.”
Ye Tingxuan cracked a smile, raised the disposable cup of beer to Jiang Chen, gulped it down, and then exhaled with satisfaction.
“It wasn’t ; it was Detective Qu.
He had long suspected that there was a mole beside Chairman Shi, so he secretly set up surveillance on the people who ca to Huainan with her, sothing even I didn’t know about.”
He picked up the bottle and continued pouring beer into his cup.
“While we were in the eting, Qiu Zhaobin probably knew that the matter would be exposed sooner or later, so he wanted to slip away.
But the guy’s quite smart; he didn’t book any flights or trains.
Instead, he called a cab and zigzagged around the city for almost two hours before he planned to leave town.
However, the people Detective Qu put in place were all battle-hardened; they wouldn’t be easily detected.
It was only after confirming his intent to flee that they took action and caught him red-handed.”
Having taken a sip of his drink, Jiang Chen finally understood.
There’s truth behind a well-known na.
Sherlock Hols, his reputation is well-deserved.
If Qiu Zhaobin had managed to escape, in the vast human sea, even with Jinhai’s extensive influence, catching him wouldn’t have been easy.
At least now, they had surely saved a billion.
“Where is Qiu Zhaobin now?”
“Detective Qu is interrogating him.
Mr.
Jiang, since the person has been captured, the rest is just a matter of ti.
Professional matters should be left to professionals.
Co on, let’s drink.”
Jiang Chen could only calm down and drink with Ye Tingxuan.
The small restaurant was doing good business, filled with ordinary folk who probably couldn’t imagine that the young n eating simple dishes and drinking beer beside them were of such distinguished status.
When they were almost done eating, Ye Tingxuan’s cell phone rang just in ti.
“Detective Qu, how’s it going?”
He answered the call.
It was obviously Qu Lei on the other end.
“Okay, I got it.
I’ll give it a try.
Sotis you need to use unconventional thods to deal with such people.”
After speaking, Ye Tingxuan hung up and slipped the phone into his pocket.
“That guy’s lips are sealed tight.
Detective Qu is an expert in various FBI interrogation techniques and even they haven’t made him crack yet; it seems he’s a tough nut.”
“He didn’t say anything?”
“Hmm, Mr.
Jiang, let’s go and et him.”
After paying the bill and leaving the small restaurant, the two took a taxi, and, contrary to Jiang Chen’s expectations, instead of heading to the police station or the security bureau, he and Ye Tingxuan arrived at a villa.
“Mr.
Jiang, Young Master Ye.”
Qu Lei was standing at the entrance.
“Detective Qu, you’ve worked hard.
Leave the rest to , you rest.”
Qu Lei seed to hesitate.
Ye Tingxuan smirked mischievously.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be careful.
This guy is just an assistant; he couldn’t possibly have done this by himself.
There’s definitely soone else behind him.
I won’t harm him.”
Qu Lei nodded.
“Then I’ll take my leave.”
After watching Qu Lei drive away, Ye Tingxuan, unruffled, led Jiang Chen into the villa.
He pushed open a door, revealing a staircase leading downward, a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere greeting them.
Ye Tingxuan continued downward.
“Young Master.”
The dim basent had only a simple incandescent bulb hanging.
Apart from two stern-looking n, Jiang Chen saw the assistant he had encountered several tis before, bound tightly with nylon rope to an immobile iron chair, his head drooping, either having passed out from exhaustion or from the tornt.
“Hey, wake up.”
Ye Tingxuan called out.
But Qiu Zhaobin didn’t move.
“Wake him up.”
Ye Tingxuan commanded lazily.
One of the n imdiately grabbed a tal bucket from the ground and splashed its contents violently onto Qiu Zhaobin.
“Whoosh…”
Ice-cold, bone-chilling water soaked Qiu Zhaobin to the skin instantly.
In the cool weather of May, it was unbearable, and Qiu Zhaobin shivered, abruptly waking up.
“Why are you capturing ?
I’ve said it’s not my fault…”
He lifted his head, his voice weak, as if he’d been roughed up not long before.
“Mr.
Jiang?”
In the dim light, he seed to recognize Jiang Chen standing behind Ye Tingxuan, and, as if grasping at straws, he beca excited, struggling, but he was tied so securely that he couldn’t move at all.
“Mr.
Jiang, save …”
His eyes trembled, pleading.
“Your acting is not bad, but don’t waste your energy.
The only one who can save you is yourself.”
Ye Tingxuan spoke indifferently, “I’ll give you a chance.
Tell us who instructed you to do this.
It’s your best choice.”
“I really don’t understand what you’re talking about.
I haven’t done anything; I’m innocent…”
Qiu Zhaobin’s face was filled with fear, showing no defects.
“If you didn’t do anything, why did you run?
If we hadn’t waited for you to leave the city before catching you, we really would’ve worried about wronging a good person.
Not taking a plane, not taking a train, huh, did you know you might be monitored?
That’s smart, but not smart enough.”
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