Chapter 67: Death Game 1

  We got on the car and headed straight for the abandoned factory in the suburbs.

  Entering the dilapidated factory building, the mad dogs were waiting for us.

  "See us come in and hurry over to ask: Yāo Gē, how did you guys just get back? I thought something had happened to you. Now the outside is all sealed off, what are we going to do?"

  "We're doing nothing now, leaving a few people here, leaving one car, the rest of the brothers will disperse back to the hotel to rest, and don't come back."

  "In the evening I naturally have plans, this time I want to make it big, give them a surprise."

  "The mad dog listened to my words and left five people behind. The rest were ordered back to the hotel, but no one was willing to leave."

  "I saw their strange appearance and asked: Why don't you leave?"

  One of the brothers said: "Yao Ge, we've been mixed up for so long, but we've never experienced such a big scene. Since following you, I know what the real underworld is and what excitement is. You don't know how much our brothers at home envy us for being able to follow you to do this. Just don't let us go back, even if it means death. If we come out to mix but don't do a few big things, then it's really a waste of life."

  I listened to his words and could only helplessly shake my head, which was taken as a sign of agreement.

  Night fell quickly, and the lights in the city public security bureau's conference room shone brightly.

  "Director Ouyang frowned and asked: Old Xing, is there any clue?"

  "The head of the criminal police team, Xing Fei, said: There are no clues at all, the scene is in chaos, and the second floor of the villa has been destroyed, turning into a pile of ruins. I don't know what kind of energy caused it, after investigation, it's absolutely not **."

  "We also asked the people who fainted at the scene, they knew nothing, just said it seemed like they were knocked out by someone. No one died, only Sun Hao and his three bodyguards are missing."

  "I don't know what the kidnappers want, do they want money? There's no news yet. Revenge? But they didn't kill them on the spot, instead they took them away, it really makes you wonder."

  "Ouyang Zhen said: There is no way, now we can only wait. No matter what the murderer's purpose is, he will have news coming."

  At this time, a sudden screeching sound came from the courtyard, and in no time, a man in his fifties walked into the conference room, wearing a Tang suit, with a ruddy complexion, looking nothing like a man in his fifties. Beside him was a middle-aged woman, tall and slender, with fair skin, dressed in a professional attire, elegant in demeanor. Obviously, she was a woman who took great care of herself, but now her face was full of anxiety.

  These two people are Sun Hao's parents, Sun Daqian and Yang Shuhua.

  Yang Shuhua came in and asked: "Ouyang Zhen, how is my son? Is there any news?"

  "Ouyang Zhen saw them and stood up saying: Mr. Sun, Mrs. Sun, how did you come? You didn't even notify me, I could have gone to pick you up."

  Yang Shuhua wanted to say something else, but Sun Datian waved his hand and said: Director Ouyang doesn't need to be polite, we came here today to tell you something.

  Then he took three paintings from a bodyguard behind him and handed them to Ouyang Zhen: I just heard the doorbell at home, when the servant went to open the door, I saw these three paintings. And received a phone call, telling me to play a death game, the game is set at 8 o'clock, I can seek any help, police, armed police are all available.

  "After finishing speaking, he glanced at the gold custom-made watch on his wrist and continued: There are still five minutes."

  "Then he pointed to the three paintings, which had the hiding addresses of the three bodyguards. They had timed bombs on them. The first person's bomb would explode in four hours, the second person's in six hours, and the third person's in eight hours."