Chapter 1442 Crisis

At around two o'clock in the evening, a private plane landed at the civil airport on the outskirts of Shicheng.

This plane was naturally owned by Yang Wenbin. Zhang Yu, Bao Jiayin, Bao Chengwen, Chu Zhenhuan and a group of patrol officers followed Yang Wenbin off the plane and headed for the exit.

After going out, I saw a middle-aged woman with four bodyguards waiting for someone. The woman was Yang Wenbin's wife, Gu Wenmiao. As soon as she saw Yang Wenbin, she rushed to greet him and said eagerly: "Wenbin, you're here, I'm so anxious."

After saying this, she discovered that more than 20 patrolmen had come with Yang Wenbin. This made her a little worried.

Yang Wenbin was calm and composed. He nodded slightly and said, "How is the situation now?"

"Not yet, I haven't heard anything unusual happened. Do you think you should go to rest now, or what?" Gu Wenmiao said.

"Why are you resting? Let's get down to business. Let's go to the Executive District Office and talk to Executive Officer Liang." Yang Wenbin said.

"What time is it?" Gu Wenmiao said distressedly, "You don't want to rest either."

"We can't control so much anymore. Time is urgent. We must solve the problem in the shortest possible time. Get in the car first. I will introduce it to you after we get in the car." Yang Wenbin said.

Gu Wenmiao prepared a car, a stretched Rolls-Royce, and four Audis.

Zhang Yu and others had to follow Yang Wenbin and his wife into the Rolls Royce, and the bodyguards and thugs who accompanied Yang Wenbin all got into the Audi.

However, Yang Wenbin did not prepare a car for the patrolmen who came with him. If he wanted to follow them, he would have to find a way himself.

When Cao Jin and Chu Zhenhuan arrived, they hurriedly got on the plane. They tried to contact the patrol room of Beihe Administrative District on the plane, but they couldn't be contacted at all.

There were more than twenty people in their group and they looked at each other. Cao Jin whispered: "Director Chu, what should we do now?"

"What else can we do? We didn't get any other orders, and we don't have a car now. Fortunately, Yang Wenbin's plane is here and it shouldn't be able to escape. How about this? You call your chief detective and tell him about the situation here. By the way, please contact the patrol office in Shicheng," Chu Zhenhuan said.

"That's the only way." Cao Jin nodded, quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

Don't talk about them, just talk about Yang Wenbin and his party.

After getting in the car, Yang Wenbin introduced Zhang Yu to his wife. Zhang Yu is also a well-known entrepreneur, and after setting up the formation, Yang Wenbin turned the bad luck into good luck, which is quite a thank you.

After hearing what her husband said, Gu Wenmiao also thanked her profusely. Of course, she didn't quite believe whether Zhang Yu really had such great abilities or had such mysterious things.

The airport is not close to the Shicheng Office, and a normal drive would take two or three hours. Because the office started work at eight o'clock, it was useless to go too early, so Gu Wenmiao asked the driver to drive slowly, and everyone closed their eyes and took a nap to rest.

There was no sound in the car. Everyone was closing their eyes and concentrating. Zhang Yu was so heartless that he fell asleep after a while.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard someone say: "The Shicheng Office is almost here, right in front. This is the right time."

Hearing the sound, Zhang Yu opened his eyes and looked at his watch first. It was almost eight o'clock.

He then looked at Yang Wenbin, who was sitting opposite, and with just one look, he realized something was wrong.

Last night, he had provided Wenbin with food to resolve his bad luck, and everything was normal. But at this moment, Yang Wenbin's hall turned dark, and it was clear that he was about to be imprisoned.

"How could this happen?" Zhang Yu couldn't help but ask.

"What's wrong?" Hearing his voice, the others looked at him.

"Adoptive uncle, your luck was normal last night, but now it's dark again." Zhang Yu said truthfully.

"Is it okay if it turns black in Youyintang?" Yang Wenbin said a little worriedly.

"I'm afraid it's not a big deal," Zhang Yu said with a frown.

While he was talking, the elongated Rolls-Royce suddenly stopped.

Yang Wenbin, who was already nervous when he found the car parked, couldn't help shouting: "Are we there? Just park the car!"

"Boss, the car in front stopped, so I stopped with it," the driver in front said carefully.

"It's a traffic light," Bao Jiayin said.

They looked out the car window together, and at that moment, they saw a series of police officers surrounding them.

Seeing so many patrols, everyone couldn't help but feel nervous, and then they saw twenty or thirty patrols surrounding the Rolls-Royce.

The bodyguards who accompanied Yang Wenbin all got out of the Audi, but no one dared to fight with the patrolman. But a bodyguard loudly asked: "What do you do? What do you mean, do you know whose car this is?"

"Is this Mr. Yang Wenbin's car?" a middle-aged patrolman said politely.

"That's right." The bodyguard said loudly again.

"That's good. I am Yang Guang, the deputy chief inspector of the Beihe Administrative District Patrol Office. I want to see Mr. Yang." The middle-aged patrolman said politely again.

After hearing this, the bodyguard quickly used the intercom to explain the situation.

There is a loudspeaker in the car, so what the bodyguard says can be heard clearly inside.

After hearing this, Yang Wenbin immediately pulled down the window, looked outside, and said with a straight face: "I am Yang Wenbin, what do you want from me?"

Deputy Chief Inspector Yang Guang came to Yang Wenbin's car window in two steps and said politely: "Hello, Mr. Yang, I am Deputy Chief Inspector Yang Guang from the administrative district patrol room. This is my ID."

Yang Wenbin took it and took a look at it, nodded slightly, and returned it to Yang Guang, then opened the car door and got out of the car.

"Mr. Yang, the Administrative Region Office has just ordered the patrol chief to come here. Please ask Mr. Yang to come to the Administrative Region Office." Yang Guang said politely.

He said he was invited, but he had no choice but to keep the civil guests away. You know, with his status, if the patrolman dares to invite him, he must have an order from above.

Yang Wenbin was a little nervous and glanced inside the car, mainly looking for Zhang Yu. Unexpectedly, what Zhang Yu said was so accurate. When he said something was going to happen, something would happen immediately.

"Ring ring ring"

At this juncture, Yang Wenbin's cell phone rang again.

He took out his cell phone, which was a small silver-white cell phone. Yang Wenbin answered immediately and said, "Hello, hello."

"Something happened. Will the Beihe District Office invite you to come over now?" the person on the phone asked.

"That's right." Yang Wenbin replied.

"I just received news that during the morning rush hour at around 6 o'clock this morning, someone blocked the street in front of the administrative district office. It is understood that most of them are vitiligo patients and their family members. Their condition has worsened and even ulcerated. Because it was too late. Early in the morning, it was already too late when the patrol arrived. A foreign reporter took pictures of the scene first and spread the news abroad. Now several countries have published this matter, which has a very bad impact. The situation in front of the administrative district office is extremely serious. Now you can immediately Rush to the administrative district office to cooperate and strive to solve the problem before 12 noon, otherwise, the superiors will have to use your son to explain." After the person on the phone finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

What he said was very clear. If the matter could not be dealt with before twelve noon, Yang Tianbo would be dead. If something like this happened to his son, he might not be able to escape jail.

"Twelve o'clock at noon" Yang Wenbin was shocked. He was about to say that the time was too short, but then he realized that the call was already hanging over there.

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