Chapter 1245 Retribution of Injustice

Yuan Finch said, "I'm going to fly to Japan and stay in Japan for a while. I'll come back when the matter is in the limelight."

Zhang Yang took more than half an hour to come back. Gu Yangyang was a little impatient. As soon as Zhang Yang came to her, she couldn't help complaining, "Why have you been there for so long?"

Zhang Yang said, "I chatted with Yuan Finch a few words. He talked a lot, and he bragged about me all over the world."

Gu Yang has always believed unconditionally what Zhang Yang said. Zhang Yang first sent her to the hotel, and then called Yu Qianghua. Through Yu Qianghua, he confirmed that the person who died in the ancient tower of Chaoyun Mountain was indeed Andeyuan.

That night, Zhang Yang came to the hotel where Qishan stayed. Qishan wanted to ask him to have dinner with him, but Zhang Yang said that he had something to do and came directly to his room at 8 p.m.

Zhang Yang sat down on the sofa in the living room, looked around the place where Qishan lived, and sighed, "It's good to have money. You can live in the presidential suite without frowning."

Qi Shan said, "I'm a person who doesn't pay much attention to food and accommodation. The reason why I choose such a place is that I like to be quiet and don't like to be disturbed by others."

Zhang Yang said, "So, I'm a little unpopular."

Qi Shan said, "Just kidding, I'll push off other entertainment activities, not to wait for your Secretary Zhang, a distinguished guest." Qi Shan handed Zhang Yang a glass of red wine.

Zhang Yang took a sip of the red wine and said, "What's the matter with you coming to the capital this time?"

Qi Shan smiled and said, "You won't be interested in business matters and trade secrets."

Zhang Yang said, "There was a murder in the painter's village last night. I wonder if you have heard about it?"

Qi Shan was slightly stunned. I don't know why Zhang Yang suddenly mentioned this matter. He suddenly became vigilant and smiled, "The capital is so big that this happens every day. I'm a businessman, not a policeman, and I'm not interested in these things."

Zhang Yang said, "It was Andeyuan who died. You should know the one who donated a lot of money to Qiuxia Temple."

Qi Shan said, "Of course I know that An Deyuan is the leader of Taiwan's Xinyi Society, and he naturally has many enemies." Qi Shan's expression was calm.

Zhang Yang said, "Look at you, who on earth hates him so much?"

Qi Shan smiled indifferently and said, "To be clear, I don't know Andeyuan well. His life and death don't mean much to me." He stared at Zhang Yang's eyes: "Don't you think I have something to do with this?"

Zhang Yang still has a good understanding of Qishan. He knows that Qishan's background is very complicated. Over the years, the relationship between himself and Qishan has also been both enemies and friends. They appreciate each other, but they are also wary of each other. From the beginning, Qishan was unwilling to be his enemy. At the beginning, his brother Qi To be against himself, Qi Shan wisely chose to give in.

Zhang Yang did not answer Qi Shan's question and whispered, "According to the police, this matter is likely to be a revenge killing."

Qi Shan nodded and said, "Although I have always been skeptical about the police's ability to handle cases, this time it still sounds a little reliable. Andeyuan was born in the underworld. Not to mention his own enemies, there are countless enemies of his family alone. I remember the bloody incident at the An Laoshou banquet a few years ago Many people died in the An family that time. Later, Mr. An directly handed over the power of the An family to his grandson Andavin, which set off another bloody storm in Hong Kong, because the number of people who died in this matter was hundreds.

Zhang Yang was the person who experienced the bloody incident. He whispered, "That thing was done by Ande Heng, the fifth brother of the An family."

Qi Shan said, "An Deheng mysteriously disappeared after Andavin took power. The outside world said that he was dead, but no one saw his body with their own eyes." He turned to Zhang Yang and said, "Do you think that if this person is still alive, will he eradicate the An family so that he can calm down his hatred?"

Zhang Yang slowly put down the wine glass, then took out the head of Yuan Finch's hand-painted painting and put it on the coffee table.

Qi Shan's eyes fell on the portrait, and his heart thumped. He thought it was absolutely safe, but he didn't expect that it was still dense. The portrait Zhang Yang took out was clearly Pang Qingshan. This portrait was really vivid. At a glance, he knew that it was definitely everyone's handwriting. Qi Shan still had it With some appreciation ability, he figured out the reason almost in an instant. When Pang Qingshan acted last night, he must have been seen, and that person was just a Danqing saint. He firmly remembered Pang Qingshan's appearance and drew his head.

Qi Shan picked up the portrait and looked at it carefully. In front of Zhang Yang, if he said that he did not know the person on the portrait, he was inferior. Qi Shan knew Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang always attached great importance to righteousness and feelings. Even if they have never been friends, they have helped him many times. Zhang Yang has been to himself. It won't be ruthless. He should have guessed something, but there seems to be no definite evidence at present. Even if he has evidence, there is one thing that Qi Shan can conclude that Zhang Yang did not tell the police what he knew, otherwise it should be the police who is sitting opposite him now.

Qi Shan said, "Isn't this Lao Pang? The painting is really like, Zhang Yang, where did you get this portrait?

Zhang Yang looked at Qi Shan with a smile. Although they had known each other for a long time, Zhang Yang still admired Qi Shan's calmness. In this situation, he did not show any panic. In the realm of Zhang's official, he could not hear any change in his heartbeat and breathing, which proved that Qi Shan's mentality was superhuman. Zhang Yang said, "Painter's Village!" It's the truth, but it's impossible for Zhang Yang to tell him who the painter is.

Qi Shan said, "It's really well painted." He took the portrait and appreciated it very seriously.

Zhang Yang said, "It is difficult to draw a tiger. The most rare thing in this painting is not only to draw a very similar appearance, but also accurately grasp the demeanor."

Qi Shan smiled and said, "It seems that you only went to Lao Pang's place with me for a meal, so that you can remember him so clearly?" In his heart, he understood that the next sentence of Zhang Yang's sentence was to know people's faces but not his heart. Zhang Yang should have speculated that he had a direct relationship with the death of Andeyuan, so he came to visit.

Zhang Yang said meaningfully, "Some people, as long as they look at it, I know what he is thinking and what he has done."

Qi Shan nodded and looked at Zhang Yang's eyes without fear and said, "Then look at me and tell me what I'm thinking now?"

Zhang Yang said, "Are you thinking, where on earth did I get this avatar?"

Qi Shan nodded with a smile.

Zhang Yang said again, "The portrait has just been completed. Someone saw Pang Qingshan in the painter's village last night, so he painted him."

Qi Shan said, "This doesn't seem to be a good thing for Lao Pang."

Zhang Yang said, "It's not a good thing for you. After all, Lao Pang is your friend."

Qi Shan said, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for a long time."

Zhang Yang said, "In the same capital, you said you haven't met. Do you think I will believe it?"

Qi Shan said, "Can I ask you a question?"

Zhang Yang nodded.

Qi Shan said, "In this world, do you believe in justice or justice? Do you believe that evil is invincible? Do you believe that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil?

Zhang Yang said, "I believe in myself!"

Qi Shan shouted, "So do I!"

The two looked at each other, trying to see through each other's hearts.

Zhang Yang said, "I have principles!"

Qi Shan said, "Everyone has a principle. When your relatives are hurt, when your friends are threatened, and when your interests are violated, what will you do? Is it just sitting there waiting, waiting for the cycle of justice, waiting for God's retribution to the wicked? Or should you fight back and fight back hard against your opponents and enemies with your own hands?

Zhang Yang said, "Don't forget that there is still a jure!"

Qi Shan said, "I don't believe in these things for a long time. Since ancient times, anyone, any class, will only serve a specific group. The interests they want to maintain must be closely related to themselves, and no one will sacrifice themselves to achieve others."

"You think people's hearts are too sinister."

"That's the truth, Zhang Yang, if I want to hurt your relatives, are you going to call the police to protect them, or do you solve this problem in person?"

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and said, "No one in the world dares to do this!"

Qi Shan said, "Where's Gu Jiatong?"

Zhang Yang was heavily poked on the soft ribs by Qi Shan. His face turned pale in an instant, and his heart was filled with colic.

Qi Shan did not mean to deliberately sprinkle salt on Zhang Yang's wound. He wanted to prove to Zhang Yang that when something really happened, the so-called fairness and justice still had to be maintained by himself.

Qi Shan whispered, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned this matter. I only have one younger brother. I swore in front of my parents that I would raise him to adult. I want him to live a happy and stable life. I want him to have no worries about food and clothing, but I didn't do it. I can

"That's because you went the wrong way from the beginning!"

Qi Shan said, "Yes, I went the wrong way, but it should be me, not my brother, who will pay the price for the mistake. Whoever killed my brother will pay the price of bleeding!"

Zhang Yang said, "Is Qi Feng killed by the An family?"

Qi Shan did not answer Zhang Yang's question, because he could not answer it. If he nodded, it was equivalent to admitting that An Deyuan's things were done by himself. If he shook his head, it seemed that there was no need.

Zhang Yang stood up and said, "I'm leaving. Since you like this painting, keep it. It's a gift for us to know each other. I'm lonely. There won't be a second one in the world."

Qi Shan looked at Zhang Yang's back and never said anything. It was not until Zhang Yang left that he sat back in his position and stared at the portrait on the coffee table for a long time. RS