The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

391: Plan

At three in the morning, most of Beijing was already asleep.

It was dry and cold, and at this time almost no one was out on the streets.

Two black cars drove discreetly on the road, one after the other, heading towards the suburbs.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a building. The environment here was not very good, and most of the residents were workers from nearby factories.

The people in the car got off and walked to the door of a closed rental room on the second floor.

The bodyguard knocked on the door, but it was very quiet inside.

He turned to look at Shuangjiang, and upon receiving a signal, continued knocking for a while.

There was still no sound from inside.

Xiaoxue peered through the peephole and muttered a few words of confusion.

"Is he sleeping too soundly, or have we come to the wrong place? Could he have already run away?"

Shuangjiang didn't believe her people could make a mistake, so she reached out and pulled Xiaoxue back, signaling the bodyguard to stop.

Then, staring at the broken peephole in the door, he said to the person behind the door:

“We know you’re here. We’re not here to arrest you. We want to make a deal with you.”

Not long after she finished speaking, the sound of chains sliding came from behind the door.

Immediately afterwards, the previously closed door opened a crack, and an extremely nervous face appeared through the crack.

"Come in," he said in a hoarse voice.

Shuangjiang followed him inside, leaving a bodyguard at the door.

After closing the door, the man walked to the sofa, sat down, and turned on a dim table lamp.

The warm yellow light could only illuminate one area of ​​the table, and he was sitting next to it, so you couldn't even see the expression on his face.

"Who are you? Even the police couldn't find me. How did you find me?"

Shuangjiang stood across the table, staring at him expressionlessly.

She didn't answer the man's question, but instead got straight to the point.

“You killed two people, which is a capital offense. The police have hired a top detective to help you. It won’t be long before they find you. You won’t be able to hide for more than a few days.”

The man looked up at her, his eyes cloudy and bloodshot, like a trapped beast.

During this period, he lived in constant fear and anxiety. Now he is at his limit. If it weren't for the things he still cares about, he probably would have already turned himself in to the police.

Before coming, Shuangjiang had already investigated him thoroughly, she said slowly.

"Since you're going to die sooner or later anyway, are you willing to do something for your wife and newborn daughter?"

"What do you mean?"

The bodyguard placed his phone on the table; the screen was lit up, displaying a photo of a person.

“Kill him, and I’ll give them two million.”

The man was startled. He looked up and stared blankly at the group of people hidden in the darkness.

"Who is this person? And who are you?"

No one answered the question. After two minutes of silence, he clenched his fist, his eyes red, and asked:

"How can I believe you? What if you go back on your word later?"

Shuangjiang glanced at him indifferently, then said to the bodyguard beside her, "Go down and bring the person up."

The bodyguard nodded and left.

Five minutes later, he walked in with a woman holding a child.

The frost gave their family half an hour.

The room door closed again.

After confirming that everyone had left, the woman asked the question that had been on her mind: "Honey, do you know them?"

The man shook his head, staring intently at the sleeping baby in the swaddling clothes.

"Two hours ago, they knocked on my door and woke me up, saying they wanted to bring me to see you, and they even gave me 500,000..."

Upon hearing these words, the man understood.

He looked up, his eyes filled with complex emotions, as if he had made a decision.

"Actually, those people... are the bosses of my factory. I was injured at the factory, and they came to deliver compensation. They will also give you another 1.5 million in a couple of days. Don't feel burdened, just take it, but you must not tell anyone."

"Ah, but this is too much..."

“It’s nothing to rich people,” the man said slowly, pausing for a moment before speaking with difficulty.

“I’m going to turn myself in. If I keep hiding, I’ll be found sooner or later. After I die, you can take the child and leave. The farther away from the capital, the better. That money is enough for you and the child.”

Shortly after he finished speaking, a soft sobbing sound was heard in the room.

The man sighed helplessly: "Didn't you keep urging me to turn myself in? Why are you crying now that I'm actually going?"

"Alright, time's almost up. Go down and call them up."

The woman carried the child away, walked to the car parked downstairs, and knocked on the car window.

Shuangjiang glanced outside, then reached out and patted Xiaoxue, who was playing games while leaning on her shoulder: "Stop playing."

"Oh."

Xiaoxue obediently put away her phone and went upstairs with her.

Inside the room, the man clearly intended to accept the cooperation.

He looked at Shuangjiang with a complicated expression, and suddenly realized that he hadn't seen a single person's face since he came in.

"Who exactly are you people...?"

He had a contradictory feeling about these people; they seemed to be both righteous and wicked, making it impossible to tell whether they were good or bad. But they were definitely not ordinary people, otherwise they wouldn't have found him before the police.

This question has not been answered.

"Then what should I do?"

Xiaoxue quit the game, put her phone in her pocket, and then looked up at him.

"Come with me later and pack your things. I'll give you a chance to get started."

"it is good."

He didn't say anything more, but as Shuangjiang was about to leave, he suddenly called out to her.

"Remember what you promised me: after I die, you must give the remaining money to my wife."

Shuangjiang paused slightly in her steps: "Understood."

downstairs.

Before leaving, Shuangjiang spoke a few more words to Xiaoxue, about some details.

Xiaoxue smiled, already used to it.

"Don't worry, Sister Shuangjiang. That old bastard dared to have Miss kidnapped. I will make sure he dies."

She paused for a moment, glanced upstairs, and lowered her voice.

"I will keep an eye on this person to prevent him from having any other ideas."

Shuangjiang hummed in agreement, her voice gentle, and reminded her to be careful.

After she left with her people, Xiaoxue returned upstairs, where the man was already prepared.

She put on gloves and took his phone.

"Let's go somewhere else. Don't contact anyone during this time."