"We're divorced, right?" Wen Lu laughed dumbly and said nothing more, remaining silent.

The high office did not ask any more questions. After all, it was Wen Lu's private matter and it was not easy for him to interfere.

Seeing that Wen Lu didn't speak, the director stopped talking and continued to study the terrain and coordinate tasks with his subordinates.

Wen Lu closed his eyes and leaned on the seat.

The plane has already soared into the sky, surrounded by soft white clouds, floating leisurely.

Wen Lu's mind was full of nursery rhymes. She would be fine. He would rush over to save her and keep her safe.

Since he saved her once more than ten years ago, today, he wants to save her again, and she cannot refuse.

He didn't tell Father Wen and Mother Wen about what happened today. He couldn't let them worry, especially since his father had not recovered yet.

The topography and topography of Jiazhou Bakanda Reservoir also flashed through Wen Lu's mind. He had a good memory. After one glance, he immediately remembered all the entrances, exits and escape routes.

The reservoir is not big, and there are not many places to hide. When the time comes, he will go in and negotiate with He Zicong, handing over money and people.

It would be best if the nursery rhyme can be rescued safely, but if not, then a high-end shot is needed.

When that time comes, he will fight He Zicong to the death.

The only disadvantage of being near the reservoir is that you can't hide. They have to hide far away, otherwise, they will easily be discovered by He Zicong and denounced.

If there is any trouble, He Zicong will definitely reject the vote. He is not here for money.

Judging from the past cases, He Zicong hated Tong Lao to the core. If the two hundred million yuan wasn't so exciting, He Zicong would definitely be buried with the nursery rhymes.

What He Zicong wanted was to take the money and run away, so if he could do this, he must have an accomplice, and he had planned it carefully.

There were indeed two of his brothers who were released from prison with He Zicong. He not only had to be wary of He Zicong, but also those two desperadoes, or perhaps more than two.

Wen Lu has been on a smooth journey since he was a child and has never encountered such a thing, but he thought that he could protect the nursery rhymes.

Time passed minute by minute.

"Mr. Wen." Director Gao suddenly called his name.

Wen Lu opened his eyes.

The director handed him a pistol: "Take this gun."

"Thank you." Wen Lu held the black pistol with the bullet loaded.

His watch has also been equipped with a positioning tracking system. Once there is news, the watch will respond immediately.

Everything is ready, but Wen Lu knows that there is only one chance, only one chance.

It can only succeed.

His rumors, and their unborn child.

The further the plane flew towards Luancheng, the lower the temperature became.

Although it is already March, Luancheng is different from Ancheng. You can still see white snow mountains and unmelted snow everywhere. When the wind blows, snowflakes are flying.

"Mr. Wen, we have all deployed, don't worry, nothing will happen."

"He Zicong is not a good person. He must have something special about him when he was able to evade so many police forces."

"It was because of technology and information back then that it was not developed yet. It's different now. He can't escape."

"hope."

Wen Lu had no confidence in his heart, his heart was beating wildly, and his whole body could not be at peace. He had never been so flustered as now, and there was a hazy mist in his eyes.

Wen Lu tucked the pistol behind his waist. He hadn't touched a gun for a long time and he hoped he wouldn't need it today.

The plane flew through the clouds and headed towards Luancheng.
Chapter completed!