Chapter 143 He has relied on this hatred to survive all these years "I have a friend who comes here almost every other day and says that he feels very comfortable here. I want to know how comfortable he feels?" Allen winked at the lady at the front desk carefully took out their Tangyu brochure. "Sir, this describes in detail all of our services. You can take a closer look and then decide whether to join." Allen asked again: "What are the criteria for joining?" The lady at the front desk: “One million per year.” At the same time, in the general manager's office upstairs, Mark looked at the surveillance footage on the computer with his eyes slightly narrowed. The original general manager stood respectfully aside. Mark asked: "Whether this person is a member or not, keep an eye on him. Also, if there is any problem in the future, report it to another place. This place has been exposed." The general manager was puzzled: "Exposed? Impossible, we have always been very careful. This is the first time we have contacted you in a few years. How could it be..." Mark pointed at Allen, who was still trying to get a job with the receptionist on the computer screen. "Hey, this is the youngest agent in the history of the FBI. Do you think he would suddenly come here across the ocean just to spend three million to become your member?" of course not.
The general manager said nothing more. Mark glanced at him and said, "Tell me, what is the matter that you called me here for this time?" The general manager reported seriously: "We have found out the cause of Jiang Yu's death, it should be related to Fu Yinhe." As he spoke, he handed over a USB flash drive which contained all the evidence he had found. Mark weighed the USB drive in his hand, stood up and left: "Find someone to take over here, don't do it too suddenly, and make a gradual transition. Next month you will be transferred to Country R to replace that guy Bruce." The general manager felt overwhelmed when he thought of Bruce, a big guy, but he couldn't disobey orders, so he could only nod and say "yes." After leaving the club through the back door, Mark had to report to the traffic police. Regarding the Jiang Jinfeng car accident case, although he has diplomatic immunity and has paid bail, he still has to report every day. Just thinking about it makes me want to swear. Is there something wrong with Jiang Jinfeng? Do you think you can get the insurance money by killing him? Or is he simply trying to scam someone? How could Fu Yinhe, such a scheming woman, give birth to such a stupid son? At the same time, Fu Yanci received an encrypted email on his mobile phone. [The items have been delivered and will be transferred next month. The target is Country R.] Fu Yanci only replied: [Have a good trip.] Then delete the email and all the contact information of this person. After doing all this, he looked at Madam Fu lying on the hospital bed. He has never stopped over the years, constantly pushing himself to improve. It seems that it has been a long time since he looked at his mother so quietly. "mom." He held Madam Fu's hand and said, "If you are tired, sleep a little longer, but promise me that you will wake up." He couldn't say anything too sentimental, just a few words, not long, but they expressed his worry and longing for Madam Fu. Soon, Jiang Zao returned and brought workers to install surveillance cameras in Madam Fu's ward.
Fu Yanci walked over with an innocent look on his face and hugged his wife's waist, "Wife, what are these things for?" Jiang Zao slapped his hand away. There were so many people around, why was this kid becoming less and less concerned about the occasion? "Don't we suspect someone is secretly visiting mom? If we install a few surveillance cameras now, won't we know who is coming?" "Wow, honey, you're amazing!" Boo! My wife’s face is also sweet and soft. Even though Jiang Zao was rational and calm, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed at this moment. She wanted to say a few words to Fu Yanci, but what she met were those clear eyes that seemed as if nothing in the world existed and only she was worthy of his attention. Jiang Zao's heart softened instantly. How could she even curse at that? "Not next time." "Okay." There was no threatening warning. This sweet interaction made the workers working nearby feel a little embarrassed. Finish the work quickly and leave. Jiang Zao tested it once and made sure that all the surveillance cameras had no blind spots, then he felt at ease to leave with Fu Yanci. On a small island. Jane got the news almost at the same time. "Are there surveillance cameras installed?" He wanted to laugh, but his face, which had undergone plastic surgery, could not make too big expressions. Besides, he had forgotten how to laugh. "It's okay. Let them do whatever they want. I'll have a way when I get in." After hanging up the phone, Jane got up and went to the monitoring room downstairs. On the computer screen, Fu Yinhe was tortured to the point where she looked almost inhuman. Tangled hair, face covered with scratches, bloodshot eyes, and a bloody body. Limited edition fashions worth hundreds of thousands of dollars have now become rags that can barely cover the body. Her eyes were empty, as if she was numb to it all. But Jane wasn't going to let her go. Compared to what he had experienced back then, this was nothing. Jane pressed a button and the monitor on the wall lit up again.
The Jiangjin style is still in the picture. He is now lying in a hospital ward, his body wrapped in gauze. But after all, he was born after ten months of pregnancy. Even if only a pair of eyes and a mouth were exposed, Fu Yinhe could recognize it as Jiang Jinfeng at a glance. The empty eyes gradually came into focus. She was furious. "Fu Jinhe! What grudge do you have against me? Do you dare to be so cowardly and hide behind to attack others? My son has no grudge against you, why do you treat him like this!" Jane's voice was empty and no one knew where it came from. "So my son and you have a grudge? Why did you treat him like that?!" Hatred filled every word. He wished he could pull out all the tendons and bones of Fu Yinhe. But now is not the time. Fu Yinhe has not yet repaid the debt she owes him. "Pull out all her nails." Jane ordered coldly. The person behind him turned and left. On the computer screen, Fu Yinhe was held down tightly and the nails on her ten fingers and toes were forcibly pulled out. The water in the dungeon was filled with Fu Yinhe's own feces and urine. Her wounds were soaked in it, causing her excruciating pain. Fu Yinhe's heart-wrenching cry was too harsh, but it was the most beautiful melody to Jane. She has survived all these years relying on this hatred. The door opened and the men put the bloody nails in a box. Jane was too lazy to check and casually ordered: "Jiang Jinfeng should wake up tomorrow, go give him a big gift." Then, Jane turned on the microphone again and said to Fu Yinhe who was wailing in pain: "Tell me, if Jiang Jinfeng knew that you were still alive, what would he choose? Would he continue to fight for the insurance money of over 100 million, or... ask the police to continue looking for your whereabouts?" "Hehehe..." It’s really interesting to think about it. Jane stood up, left the monitoring room, went upstairs, and saw Mark who had just returned. Oh, my poor elder sister, you have suffered so much over the years, muah