Chapter 128
January 21, 2021, 23:19 at night.
The sky was gloomy and it started to rain heavily.
Big raindrops pattered on the ground, making a sound like firecrackers on the glass.
Surrounded by security guards, the villa is guarded at all times.
One by one, the big lights radiate, illuminating every corner of the villa as if it were daytime.
…
This villa area is one of the three famous villa areas in Yangcheng.
The houses near this villa were also filled with wealthy businessmen and celebrities from Yangcheng. They ordered their servants to pull the curtains on the side tightly.
Occasionally, someone would look through the cracks in the curtains and gaze at the single building, which was rustling in the wind, as if it were daytime.
Whispers and discussions resounded from time to time.
In the night, black vehicles kept plunging into the rain and leaving in a hurry.
Starting from the Wang family, to Huang Qianghui, the former vice president of the Yangcheng Chamber of Commerce, many people with status and status can know that there is a Sword of Damocles standing on the top 24 of Yangcheng.
…
Villa, living room, brightly lit.
Ding Ruilong's mother Qian Wanhai huddled most of her body tightly on the sofa.
She looked frightened, pale, and a little helpless.
The sound of raindrops coming from all directions was constantly amplified in his ears, like the sound of thunder.
A little further ahead.
Ding Hongjun was smoking a cigar and pacing back and forth.
Those people asked him and Qian Wanhai to maintain a normal daily schedule. Tomorrow, not only Qian Wanhai would go to the Yangcheng Opera House with other ladies to listen to an opera... he would also have to attend different business meetings.
"before the accident"
"Ruilong, you must be scared too, right?"
Qian Wanhai suddenly raised his head and said.
Ding Hongjun's footsteps suddenly stagnated...
They had read the information before Ding Ruilong's accident more than once. It was the suffocation of being blocked in this huge city by a mysterious hand.!
Under the dark night, it seemed that there were pairs of eyes of death watching them.
……
Huadu District, studio.
The warm light illuminates the room.
Ye Yuan was lying in front of the mahogany table, surrounded by papers recording dense formulas...
When the heavy rain fell and he heard the sound of raindrops, Ye Yuan paused, leaned back, glanced at the darkness outside the window, and felt inexplicably at ease.
Dawn Meeting!
Ye Yuan wrote in powerful handwriting in front of him.
After the events caused by the Butterfly Effect, the Dawn Society hidden in the depths also needs to start preparing to appear in the field of vision for the first time.
It will be used by Ye Yuan to carry and accommodate more talents and forces.
The path to the Dawn Society in front of us, the final step, is to weave a delicate and terrifying web.
Think over and over again and try to figure out the content recorded on the pages of paper. then.
Tear up the pages related to the Dawn Society and throw them into the wastebasket. A cluster of flames will burn the scraps of paper.
Continue to look and record the path formulas of Qian Wanhai and Ding Hongjun.
The clear black and white eyes sparkled like a devil's light
……
On January 22, 2021, the villa will be open at 8 o'clock sharp.
Ding Hongjun put on a handmade, crisp suit and walked directly into the garage with an expressionless face.
Get into the black special vehicle.
The car with the Bentley logo slowly drove out of the garage... then a pair of eyes fell on the car where Ding Hongjun was sitting.
There are two cars in front and behind, forming a convoy with them.
Driving out of the villa area, you blend into the bustling traffic of Yangcheng.
In the carriage, Ding Hongjun took a deep breath and took the document handed over by his secretary. He glanced at it a few times and felt a little uneasy. He raised his head and looked out the window.
The car was driving on a four-lane main road.
He could notice.
Behind and behind him, seemingly ordinary vehicles continued to silently surround his convoy...
Ding Hongjun became calmer.
In those people's promises, no real foreign vehicles would approach him. also.
Taking his motorcade as the starting point, all urban road information within a full 1.5 kilometers will be monitored by the big data of the shadow circle.
… studio.
The screen in front of Ye Yuan showed the on-board surveillance system in an ordinary vehicle behind Ding Hongjun's motorcade.
From different directions, one vehicle monitor flashes by after another.
All the data surrounding Ding Hongjun already appeared in front of Ye Yuan's eyes.
His fingertips tapped on the table, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger.
He stood up, walked to the map of Yangcheng hanging nearby, and casually sketched a road network with a red marker. He took out his mobile phone, took a photo, and sent it to Yang Xianmin's account.
Step by step, Ye Yuan explained.
The huge Yangcheng was once again quietly mobilized in the palm of Ye Yuan's hand.
…
8:39:20 am
Sheep clears the road, heading east-west.
A young man riding a bicycle suddenly vibrated his mobile phone... riding with one hand and looking at the screen.
Walking out of the intersection, the old man who was reading the newspaper heard the noise and raised his head with a panicked expression. The newspaper in his hand suddenly flew out...
The old man cursed and looked at the bicycle going away, and then bent down to pick it up from the ground. newspaper.
He noticed that in the overcast sky of 303, a page of newspaper was blown by the wind and tumbling in the sky.
The cold wind blew, and the weather became gloomier, as if it was going to rain again.
The old man lowered his head and hurried past
… soon.
Raindrops fell.
Several intersections away from Yangqing Road, Ding Hongjun's motorcade was driving calmly.
The speed of the car was neither slow nor very fast, but at this moment, something unexpected happened.
A page of newspaper snapped, hitting the driver's seat glass of the black Bentley in the center.
Only this newspaper.
Instantly triggering tension in the convoy before and after, either explicitly or implicitly!
One car after another braked!
All I saw was an entire four-lane intersection, with dozens of cars in front and behind, all stopped!
Ding Hongjun opened his eyes wide and looked at the newspaper in front of the car, which was clinging to the windshield. The unexpected words on the newspaper caught his eye...his scalp suddenly went numb!
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