Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Chapter 600: Joining the Game

"Father."

Qin Chao walked up to the rooftop of the villa and saw a middle-aged man standing on the edge of the rooftop looking at the scenery in the distance.

"It's been a while since I've been back to China. This scenery feels both familiar and strange." Zhao Xing turned to look at Qin Chao. "Did he go to the police station?"

"Yes." Qin Chao walked behind him and clenched his hands at his sides into fists.

"He's really prepared to fight us to the death," Zhao Xing said sadly. "With his power, if he cooperates with us, we can definitely create a new world together. But if he goes against us, both of us will suffer. Why do you think he has to choose this unpleasant path?"

Qin Chao didn't know why Ling Che was unwilling to cooperate with them. Even if he contacted him again and again and said soft words and hard words, it was useless.

But there was one thing he was sure of - he knew Ling Che's temper very well, and he would never look back once he made a decision.

"Chao'er." Zhao Xing turned and looked at Qin Chao, "I told you long ago that he can't stay here for long. If we don't get rid of him, he will become a stumbling block on our road."

Qin Chao lowered his head and said nothing, just clenched his fists tightly.

He didn't know why Brother Che had to go against them, but he really didn't want him to die.

"If I'm guessing correctly, he should have handed over all the information he has to the police by now." Zhao Xing pulled out a gun and placed it in Qin Chao's hand. "Today, we must eliminate him."

......

A small USB flash drive was placed on the table. Ling Che looked up at Song Hui, who was sitting opposite him in a solemn police uniform. "Director Song, your task force should be able to use this little thing."

Song Hui picked up the USB drive without any suspicion and plugged it into the computer. After clicking on a few files, his face instantly darkened.

He looked up at Ling Che and asked seriously, "Ling Che, tell me honestly, where did you get this thing?"

Ling Che answered honestly, "My father left it to me."

Hearing this, Song Hui's breath caught in his throat and he looked at him in disbelief. He had never expected that Ling Zhengqing's death was actually so closely related to the currently unsolved human trafficking case.

Ling Che smiled and tapped his fingertips on the table, "Director Song, give me some paper and a pen."

Song Hui asked someone to bring him paper and pen, saw him writing something on the paper, and then handed it to him.

When Song Hui saw the handwriting on the paper, his brows furrowed deeply.

The Han Dynasty tycoon Jin Huan was originally named Zhao Xing and was from Jing City, Hua State.

His first wife is Qin Wenlan and his son is Qin Chao.

Song Hui looked at the information on the paper in disbelief. Jin Huan's power was too great, his methods were too sophisticated, and he hid himself deeply enough. This was a breakthrough that they had been unable to find even after investigating for a long time with the police in Country Y.

"Ling Che!" Song Hui quickly looked at Ling Che, "You——"

"Director Song, you don't have to thank me too much." Ling Che took over his words and said with a smile, "You've helped me so much, I should give you something in return."

Song Hui frowned and looked at Ling Che with a sullen expression. "Ling Che, as the chief of the police station, I should thank you for your significant contribution to our task force. But as your Uncle Song, I just want to ask you, with this information, can you guarantee your own safety?"

"Don't worry, Uncle Song, I know what's going on."

After saying that, he looked at Song Hui, smiled gently, and stood up to walk out.

"Ling Che." Song Hui called him, staring at his back and asked, "Tell me, Uncle Song, what else do you want to do?"

......

After coming out of the police station, Ling Che sat back in the car and lit a cigarette.

The black Ghost was driving at a constant speed on the busy street. Through the rearview mirror, Qi Jin glanced at the man in the back seat. He didn't smoke the cigarette in his hand, but closed his eyes slightly, thinking about something.

He was just about to look away when his eyes suddenly narrowed when he glanced at the rearview mirror. His professional alertness made him realize that something was wrong.

"Mr. Ling," he said seriously, "there are cars following us, more than one."

The man in the back seat didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard this. He flicked the ash from his cigarette and said, "Drive to the suburbs."

Qi Jin immediately turned the steering wheel and changed the route, driving into the road leading to the suburbs.

Several black cars behind were chasing them closely, keeping close to their rear ends.

Qi Jin increased his speed and headed west, asking in a serious tone, "Young Master Ling, do you need to send your location to Luosha Hall?"

"No need." Ling Che bit the cigarette between his lips, took out his cell phone and made a call.

......

In the police station, Song Hui is connecting with Chief Alvin of Country Y to hold an important international conference. Each police officer in the task force has a copy of Jin Huan's personal information and his trading network in his computer.

Song Hui sat on his desk, listening to the multinational meeting with a serious expression, and recalled the question he had asked Ling Che not long ago.

He asked him, "Ling Che, what else do you want to do?"

Before Ling Che left, he only gave him four words, "Join the game with your own body."

In order to break this game, someone must enter first.

Thinking of this, he clenched his hand holding the pen.

Zheng Qing has already been killed in this case, and he can't let his only son be involved.

He must catch Jin Huan as soon as possible and bring Jin Huan and others to justice!

Just then, his cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and quickly picked up the phone.

"Ling Che?"

On the other end of the phone, the other party's voice was filled with a faint smile, "Uncle Song, come and collect my body."

......

The black Ghost drove all the way to the western suburbs, and the black cars behind it chased them one after another.

Until it drove into an abandoned building, Gust slowed down. The other vehicles quickly surrounded it and forced it to stop.

The people in the black car quickly got out and pointed their guns at Gustelli's men.

The car door opened and the man slowly got out. He looked at the dozens of guns pointed at him, then looked at one of the black cars whose doors had not yet been opened, and smiled disdainfully.

"Boss Jin, is he planning to kill people in China to silence them?"

The door of the black car opened. When Ling Che saw the person getting out, his brows slightly frowned, and then he smiled even more sarcastically.

"It's you?"

"Brother Che." Qin Chao stood by the car and looked over. "We meet again."

The people who were just eating together at the table are now pointing their guns at each other.

"Boss, stop talking to him. The boss said to kill him immediately."

The person who spoke was the one next to Qin Chao. He was a man with a strong build, dark skin, and an extremely hideous scar on his face.

"It was the old ghost." Qi Jin stood beside Ling Che and whispered, "Young Master Ling, he was the one who killed Qi Tai."

Ling Che raised the corners of his lips, leaned against the car calmly, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, as if the guns pointed at his head did not exist at this moment.

He turned to look at Qin Chao and said, "Come here."

Qin Chao was startled when he heard this. Seeing that he was playing with a lighter in his hand, he said to him, "Light it up."