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Chapter 465 Why Don't You Let Me Go

"Mr. He, I'm afraid you still need to stay in the beautiful country for a while. The investigation of Li Xihuan's murder will require your cooperation."

Alex said to He Xia solemnly.

Franky nodded slightly at the side, and said in a pleading tone: "Mr. He, the murder of the representative of Lepuxin Group has had a very bad impact, and I hope you can help."

He Xia made a helpless expression, and said: "Mr. Franky, although the process of dealing with you is not pleasant, I think your personality is okay, but Chief Superintendent Alex is different. You make me feel very disgusted!"

"I'm afraid I still need to stay in the beautiful country for a while, and I need my cooperation? If you need my cooperation, I will cooperate. What do you think I am? I'm not a citizen of your country. I'm under house arrest. Which laws and regulations do you rely on! Say..."

The last utterance was loud, and the airtightness of the room itself was very good. Such a loud roar made the eardrums hurt.

"Which law do you use to restrict my freedom? Tell me. I can't tell. I'll spend a billion dollars to find a hundred lawyers to take turns to sue your New York police system! I will accompany you in the lawsuit for ten years, and let you go to court every day to listen to the judge's lecture. I will sponsor the judicial system and give you this kind of legal blind supplementary lessons!"

He Xia pointed at Alex and said angrily.

The scene froze instantly!

Alex's face was instantly livid, not almost, but already dripping water, sweating on his forehead in the warm room...

If others say this, he still doesn't quite believe it, but based on his understanding of He Xia, he can really do such a crazy thing!
The servants present were silent, and they were terrified to see the master furious, but the housekeeper Claire's eyes rolled wildly, thinking in his heart that the courage and temper of the new master were too hot, facing the tough New York Chief Superintendent, mercilessly, terrible, really terrible.

Franky didn't expect that He Xia would suddenly become so angry, but after thinking about it, it became clear that the invisible rich man, far surpassing the No. 1 existence on the wealth list, controlled hundreds of billions of dollars in assets, and determined the livelihood of tens of millions of people.

Don't say that the reason is not enough now, even if there is a good reason, the way of doing things must be considered...

More importantly, there should be movement on Ainia's side!
At this critical juncture, Franky really didn't want to break up his relationship with He Xia because of an insignificant murder case.

The behavior of dumping the equity of a large group and transferring assets without warning was just yesterday, who knows what this madman will do when he loses his temper.

What if there is a real breakthrough in cancer treatment, and because of the current incident, He Xia will be destroyed in a fit of anger?
After thinking a lot, Frankie said in a blink of an eye, "Alex, I know you are easily agitated when you are in a hurry to solve the case, but you really have no reason to keep Mr. He. Even if Mr. He wants to fly across the ocean to Europe and Asia, that is his freedom!"

He Xia looked at Frankie thoughtfully, and said ahead of Alex, "Mr. Frankie is right, I'm going to Europe, the weather in New York is bad, I'm going to the Mediterranean Sea!"

For the two words Mediterranean Sea, He Xia emphasized his tone, as if he was emphasizing something, and looked at Frankie with piercing eyes.

At this moment, the two have almost tacitly understood each other's thoughts.

"No wonder, it turns out that the climate in New York makes Mr. He uncomfortable. The Mediterranean is really good to spend the winter, and I really want to go, Alex, let's go, don't disturb Mr. He's rest, you really need to learn to restrain your emotions!"

After finishing speaking, Frankie couldn't help saying that he took Alex and left without asking him to say anything more.

After getting back in the car, Alex frowned and looked at Frankie: "Frankie, even if He Xia didn't cause Li Xihuan's death, there will be some internal connections. With his assistance, the speed of solving the case will be much faster. What is there to hide from me? Why do you want to speak for He Xia!"

The two are old friends for decades. They have known each other since they were in college, and they communicate more casually in private.

Franky signaled his assistant to drive quickly, pinching the center of his eyebrows, looked up at the cold moon hanging in the sky, and sighed: "Alex, we haven't known each other for a year or two, do you think I will do meaningless things?"

Alex shook his head irritably: "I just know there is a reason for your words, but what is the reason?"

"You think a murder case is very important, but let me tell you, it's nothing compared to what I'm in charge of now!"

Frankie said in a low voice.

"The murder is trivial, Franky, do you want to hear what you said!"

After listening to the old friend's words, Alex raised his eyebrows.

Although the two are friends, they went to different positions after graduating from university, so some of the ideas and beliefs of the two are also different. For Alex, who has a sense of justice, he can't rub the sand in his eyes.

But Franky, who is a high-ranking politician, is completely different. If he has sand in his eyes, he will build a tower with sand. If there is water, use sand, if there is sand, use sand, and if there is fire, use fire, whatever.

Frankie looked at his old friend with deep eyes, and said, "I know exactly what I'm talking about. This is a task given to me by my superiors, do you understand?"

Alex was startled. Who was Franky's superior? He knew very well that when he took Air Force One to work, dozens of cars cleared the way when countries visited...

Since he is the person Mr. Trump cares about, the police system really has nothing to do with him, let alone a small city police chief, even if the FBI comes, it won't work, unless someone from the NSA comes forward!

"It seems that there is indeed something I don't know about it..."

Alex rubbed his shoulders a little decadently, and continued: "Old man, I still have to go to Third Avenue, where are you going?"

"Airport!"

Frankie cherishes words like gold, and has already begun to think about related issues in his mind.

At the same time, the atmosphere on He Xia's side was a bit weird.

"No... why are you looking at me?"

He Xia was very dissatisfied with the way the bodyguards around him looked at him, the kind of eyes that looked at monsters full of doubts.

"Mr. He, do you know what we thought of when we heard the news of Li Xihuan's accident?"

Graffit asked in a daze.

He Xia glanced at him, and said: "I think he deserves it, let us go tonight, so it's good to be dead now?"

Greg waved his hands again and again: "No, no, Mr. He, we are thinking about how to do it..."

Gourav nodded in agreement, but Eliza frowned slightly and did not express her opinion.

Gleick speaks very skillfully. There is no direction in the questions he asks. He only talks about how to do it, not what to do, and who is doing it. There is a lot of room for divergence, and many associations can be born.

But hearing He Xia's ears at this time, he naturally knew what they were studying, especially before they went to the bedroom window to watch for a long time.

How did He Xia know that the bodyguards around him, except for Elisa, were even worse than Alex. They had already blamed Li Xihuan's death on him, thinking that he must have done it!

"Everyone is chattering, I don't know what you are talking about!"

He Xia glanced at the faces of several people, and then said to Elisa: "Arrange the plane, the sooner the better, leave for Greece!"

"To Greece?"

The minds of several people were instantly involved, and Elisa couldn't help but smile, and immediately walked aside to arrange the plane.

Gourav's eyes lit up, and he said, "Mr. He, could it be..."

"That's right, just when Franky and those guys came over, Robert called me. There was a breakthrough on Professor Smith's side! And...you arrange people to go to the island to monitor as soon as possible. There are many people trying to release news to the outside world. We must control it!"

He Xia ordered.

Gourav immediately started making arrangements when he heard this, while Greck frowned and said, "Isn't there a signal shielding device installed on the island?"

He Xia nodded and said: "Fortunately, this layer was considered in advance, otherwise the news would have been exposed. Robert said that he had intercepted nearly [-] signal sources trying to contact the outside world..."

"so much!?"

Graffit and Greck's first reaction was similar to He Xia's, but they quickly realized that these signal sources were not necessarily for leaking secrets.

"I don't know the specific situation. I will keep the network signal closed for the time being, and I will talk about it later!"

After He Xia finished speaking, seeing Elisa walking back, she looked at her.

"Mr. He, take off from Kennedy Airport in three hours, is that okay?"

Eliza said.

He Xia shook her head and said, "No, we'll start tidying up now, and I'll have a plane when I arrive at the airport!"

After speaking, He Xia stood up and walked towards the cloakroom symbolically.

In fact, he didn't have anything to pack at all, and he packed it up with a wave of his hand, mainly to give his subordinates some time.

……

"Hey, Zhou Shiliu, I'm He Xia, are you sober?"

In the VIP lounge at the airport, He Xia was on the phone with Zhou Shiliu.

Over there, Zhou Shiliu was lying on the bed dazedly holding his mobile phone, his face was still painted with oil paint, and there were drink bottles and snack bags scattered around him. It looked like he was having a good time and had just fallen asleep.

After a while of babbling, he said vaguely: "You are too troublesome, what are you going to do, call after three o'clock in the morning..."

"I'm leaving, I'll be on the plane in a while, you and Weiwei don't go to Leier Manor to look for me tomorrow!"

He Xia said.

"What, what did you say?"

Zhou Shiliu woke up suddenly, her voice was louder, and even woke up Deng Weiwei on the side.

"Why did you leave without making a sound, is there something urgent?"

He Xia nodded subconsciously: "That's right, there are some things in Europe that I need to deal with urgently, just to inform you, but if you want to live in Rael Manor, there is no problem, Claire and the servants are there."

"It's so far away from the school, forget it... By the way, when will you come back?"

Zhou Shiliu asked.

"Hmm..." He Xia thought about it: "If there is no special event, you won't come to the beautiful country before the New Year. Don't you come back to China for the New Year?"

"Go back! Weiwei and I have made an appointment to go back to the country together, so see you in the capital next time!"

If it wasn't for He Xia's going to the beautiful country, Zhou Shiliu would have already returned to China to sit in on the preparations for the variety show in person.

"Okay. By the way, the matter of Shiyuan Group has been settled, don't worry, that's it, I'm boarding the plane!"

After speaking, the two hung up the phone.

Boarding is not the key, the key is that there is another more important call coming in.

"He Xia!"

Li Ranzhe's voice came out of the receiver, with obvious grief and indignation, he suppressed his voice and said, "Why did you kill my son? Has the relationship between us reached the point where we must never end?"

He Xia had known for a long time that this old guy would definitely call, but he didn't expect that the other party's questioning was so ridiculous. Would Li Ranzhe not know if he would never stop dying?

He set up all kinds of traps to deal with himself, and he did not hesitate to take a few lives for this, just to send himself to prison. It is not known whether there will be a follow-up, but this alone is enough to make him take action.

It's just that Li Xihuan's death was more or less an accident...

If it wasn't for Li Xihuan's temper, if he insisted on finding trouble with the electrician, he wouldn't have found out that He Xia was impersonating him. In the end, he was just in trouble. It is unknown how many years he would be in prison.

It's a pity that things don't happen. Even if we do it all over again, Li Xihuan will still find trouble with the electrician with the wine bottle, and He Xia will still kick Li Xihuan off the tall building when he pulls out his pistol!
"President Li, I don't understand the meaning of your call, is something wrong?"

He Xia responded to Li Ranzhe with a voice as calm as water.

"Don't pretend to be confused, He Xia, if you dare to do it, you must dare to be it!"

Li Ranzhe's Chinese level is quite high, not only his pronunciation is correct, but also his diction is very appropriate.

"Don't say something inexplicable, I still can't turn you old guy to educate!"

After finishing speaking, He Xia changed hands and hung up the phone. He didn't have the time to quarrel with others, but Li Ranzhe's call reminded him of an important thing that was forgotten.

Forgot to inform Li Donghuan who is far away in London...

Thinking of this, He Xia called Li Donghuan.

It was three o'clock in the morning in New York, and it was past eight o'clock in New York. Li Donghuan, the unpretentious general representative of Lepusin in Europe, had breakfast downstairs in the apartment and was about to drive to the company when he suddenly felt his phone vibrating in his pocket.

"Mr. He?"

"It's me, are you okay, Representative Li?" He Xia asked in a low tone.

"Okay? Okay...I'm fine." Li Donghuan answered He Xia's strange question because he didn't understand.

He Xia couldn't stop tutting in his heart, and said that if Li Donghuan knew about Li Xihuan's accident, he would call him, and he really didn't know about it for a long time. It felt a bit excluded from the inner circle.

"I'm sad to tell you a piece of news. I learned from your father that your dear brother Li Xihuan died in an accident in New York."

(End of this chapter)