The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 475 Revenge
Qin Zhan went to Ning Yiming to find out about Tang Yixiao and Yunhua's condition when Song Ye went in to visit the sick.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out, he bumped into Yuan Song and ran out in a panic. He stopped him and asked coldly, "What happened to Yunhua?" Qin Zhan couldn't let them have an accident.

"It's not Yunhua, it's Song Ye." Seeing that it was Qin Zhan, Yuan Song also stopped, and expressed Yunhua's worry just now, "I also feel very abnormal, I guess she wants to take revenge. "

revenge.

This matter was led by the Han family behind the scenes, so it was naturally the Han family who wanted revenge.

Qin Zhan's face also turned cold, and as he walked towards the outside, he took out his mobile phone and dialed, "Well, it's me. Now immediately send someone to the outskirts of the eastern suburbs to get a license plate numbered XXX , stop by the white Lamborghini, don't hurt anyone, call me if you see it."

Immediately, he also got into the jeep and drove all the way to the eastern suburbs. If I remember correctly, Song Ye parked his private jet in the eastern suburbs last time he came back from the capital.Now the fastest way for her to go to the capital is to take a private jet.

Twenty minutes later, his conjecture was confirmed, but it was just, "It was me, your people were brought down by me. Brother, don't stop me, Han Yan's life, I have to take it. This matter will not leave traces , Sister Yun smiled, please watch for me first."

Song Ye's voice came from the phone, clear and cold, like the wind in the cold winter outside the window.

It seemed that they were still in the brotherly relationship. She still kept her words concise and to the point. She even hung up the phone without giving Qin Zhan any time to stop her after speaking.

Qin Zhan frowned, feeling a little helpless at his kid's stubborn temper.

There was no way to stop anyone there, so he could only let people go down to find out the information about this incident, "Let's see who else is involved in this matter besides the Han family."

The people sent out twice are obviously from different paths. Han Yan's dead man has already been caught by him, and Han Yan will not have extra money to hire the killer.Then, the killer who was shot dead by Song Ye in the fire scene was probably instigated by other people.

Qin Zhan, a fan of the Song Ye authorities who was immersed in hatred, could clearly see the difference between before and after.

After a few minutes, Qin Zhan's cell phone rang again. He frowned and looked at the caller number, feeling that something was wrong.

As a result, "Boss, Han Yan died, she committed suicide. The informant saw her body, but the Han family members don't seem to be there."

Han Yan died, but the body was not found immediately.

This information only passed through Qin Zhan's mind once, and he was caught immediately, "Send a helicopter to the outskirts of the eastern suburbs immediately." Qin Zhan ordered sharply, his voice was unprecedentedly serious.

Damn it, this is a gimmick, and the other party will finally deal with Song Ye.

At this time, Song Ye had already flown to the capital in a private plane. She hated this city because there was nothing good in her memory every time she came.

But this time, she had to come.

At twelve noon, she changed into a car in the city on the outskirts of the capital, and entered the city along the highway.

This time she came here without notifying anyone, and she only planned to complete all actions by herself.

This way of walking alone, with no way out, reminded her of how many times she performed missions in her previous life, and the loneliness of walking on the verge of death.

Lonely, but also indomitable.

She had figured out the location of the Han family and the surrounding geographical environment last time, and there were several surveillance cameras in the streets and alleys that did not escape her eyes.

Song Ye parked the car at the door of a store two streets away, went into the department store to go shopping, and when she came out from the back door, she had already disguised herself as an old man in her seventies. She checked the time and it was 02:30 in the afternoon. She was standing in Han In the alley in front of the house, I waited patiently.

In order to save Qin Zhan before, she observed the activities around Han's house without sleep for several days, knowing that at this time, the old garbage collector would come to Han's house to collect garbage.

Yay... After a while, the old axles and wheels of the cart rubbed against each other and the sound was very ear-piercing. Song Ye originally wanted to use other reasons to trick the old man away, but unexpectedly the old man passed by and was suddenly sprained by a stone on the ground. His ankle hurt, and he fell to the ground directly.

"Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Song Ye stepped forward, hunched over and helped him up.

"Oh, it's all right, it's just twisted, thank you. We are all poor people, how can we go to the hospital to spend money casually, I still have garbage to clean up here." The old man thanked politely, limping and going cart.

"I'd better help you find a car and go to the hospital. This man is old and can't afford to be delayed by minor injuries and illnesses. Let's go." Song Ye took the man to the station with a strong attitude, and stuffed him into the car before getting on the bus. After giving the old man a wad of money, he let the rickshaw take him away.

Even though the old man is unreasonable after calculating, the Han family may feel uneasy if he starts to fight later.

Then she pushed the cart with ease, covered her face with piles of garbage, and rang the doorbell when she reached the door of Han's house.

The nanny came out and looked her up and down, "Where is the old Huang from before? Why didn't you come today?"

Song Ye lowered his brows and choked his throat and responded, "He sprained his ankle. He is resting today. I'll take over."

"Oh, then come in, the garbage is in the side yard, remember to clean it up." The nanny didn't doubt him, and turned her head back into the house after speaking.

Song Ye slowly walked towards the garbage dump in the side yard, then straightened up suddenly, evaded the monitoring along the base of the wall, dodged and slipped in through the half-open door.

The retro-style Han family is still very complicated with nine winding corridors in broad daylight. At this time, the night gang guards did not come, and broad daylight became the best time to do it.

Familiarly touching Han Yan's room on the second floor, she pried the wire into the old-fashioned door lock and opened it in a few clicks.

Pushing the door open, the room was dark and silent, and there was a vague figure on the bed who seemed to be asleep with his body sideways.

Song Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light in his eyes flickered, and the shallow murderous aura gradually permeated the whole room.

The last time she rescued Qin Zhan here, she swore that she would come back and kill this woman. After going around and around, she only hated herself for not getting rid of her immediately.

The pistol hit the silencer, was loaded and aimed, and the cold muzzle directly pressed against the back of the woman's head. Then, at this moment, Song Ye suddenly realized that something was wrong.

If it was said that he was in a deep sleep and could not wake up, then he should have reacted to being held by a gun.

But the person on the bed remained motionless.

Song Ye quickly walked to the front, lifted the quilt, and saw Han Yan's silent face.

In her hand, she was holding a bottle of sleeping pills.

(End of this chapter)