In order to capture Li Qingliu, Ding Peng really took the initiative.

He would rather make an album for each of the fifteen foreigners in front of him than let that guy get away with it.

The main reason is that this guy can't catch him, so maybe there will be some trouble later. This is a very unstable factor and must be removed and then quickly.

Charles and his group were also very straightforward. Looking at the lyrics in their hands, thinking about the fact that after the matter was completed, Ding Peng would personally make an album for them, and they all agreed.

But there is a limit to time, that is, three days.

Ding Peng is also afraid of long nights and many dreams.

After placing the task to several people, there was no news on the first day and no news on the second day.

On the third day, when Ding Peng had just arrived at the company, Charles came to his office and said, "Mr. Ding, do you still count what you said?"

Ding Peng stared at the guy for a while and smiled and said, "I, Ding Peng, always keep my word."

"Okay, Li Qingliu has been found."

"So fast?"

Charles said with a hush, "That guy is not honest. When my friend met him in a bar, he was trying to attack a young girl, so he took someone up and stopped him. Now he is in Tennessee, America."

“When will I send it back?”

"This requires another solution. After all, China and the United States do not have extradition regulations. If you take him on the plane directly, if he makes a fuss on the plane, things will be troublesome."

"What do your friend want to do?"

Charles looked at the door, but did not speak, but scratched his neck with his hand.

This action is too obvious, that is, kill it directly.

Ding Peng's heart trembled. He was very annoyed by Li Qingliu, but this guy wouldn't have killed him directly.

"I really can't escort it back?"

Charles scratched his head and said, "It's not that I can't, it's just a lot of trouble."

"I'll pay the money."

"good."

Charles agreed directly, after all, it was still a matter of money.

After all, it is still very troublesome to get back from the United States and have to manage a lot of departments and personnel.

"I'll transfer 20 million to you later, and I'll see him tonight." Ding Peng said.

Charles made an OK gesture and said, "No problem."

Not long after, Ding Peng transferred 20 million Chinese coins to Charles using his private account. As for how he exchanged and operated it, it was his business.

At 10:30 pm, Charles called.

"Mr. Ding, there is one hour left to pick up people at Kyoto International Airport."

Ding Peng did not answer him, so he hung up the phone and called Ge Ming.

Ge Ming had already fallen asleep. Ding Peng's case has made him so nervous that he has not relaxed. Now he has finally caught the murderer, so he feels very tired.

At this moment, he heard the phone ringing, and he picked up his phone in a daze and said, "Hey, who?"

"Director Ge, hello, I am Ding Peng. I'm sorry to bother you so late."

When he heard that it was Ding Peng, Ge Ming immediately became energetic and hurriedly said, "Mr. Ding, is there anything wrong with calling so late?"

"Li Qingliu will get off at Kyoto International Airport at 11:30 tonight."

"What? Really?"

When Ge Ming heard that Li Qingliu was coming back, he could no longer sleep because he was the real master. Although the killer was a direct activist, behind him was the instructions of Li Qingliu.

If you can't catch Li Qingliu, you won't be fully aware of this case.

He has been thinking about how to catch this guy these days, but he didn't expect that he had not yet figured out a solution. Ding Peng had already brought Li Qingliu back.

At this moment, he realized that Ding Peng had definitely more methods than theirs.

"Mr. Ding, how did you catch him?" Ge Ming asked curiously.

Ding Peng said: "You don't need to know this, you just know that he is back."

"Okay, I will organize personnel to wait at Kyoto International Airport now. When he gets off the plane, we will arrest him immediately."

"Thanks."

After saying thank you, Ding Peng couldn't sleep anymore.

He came downstairs and drove the new car that Zhao Yueguang and others bought for him, heading straight to Kyoto International Airport.

At 11:40 pm, he saw several policemen escorting a man out of it. However, the man lowered his head and had a black cloth bag on his head. He didn't know whether it was Li Qingliu.

At this moment, his cell phone rang and took it out and saw that it was Ge Ming who called it.

"Mr. Ding, we have received the person."

"Why did he look like he was dead with his head down?"

"Ah? Mr. Ding, are you at the airport?"

"Well, I saw it all."

"Oh, we don't know very well. This guy was helped off the plane. When we picked him up, we were still snoring. He should have been given medicine. When we arrived at the police station, we would wake him up and interrogate him overnight."

"Okay, I'll go there later."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Peng did not get out of the car, but started the car and followed behind the police car.

Police Department.

Ding Peng stared coldly at Li Qingliu, who was sitting on the interrogation chair, and resisted the urge to go up and beat this guy up.

"Why haven't you woken up yet?" Ding Peng asked.

Ge Ming said: "I don't know what medicine those people gave this guy. They can't even wake up with deep sleep or cold water."

"I'll take a look."

As he said that, Ding Peng came to Li Qingliu's approach, took out a silver needle from his pocket, and stabbed it at a point behind Li Qingliu's neck.

The silver needle reached the bone, and Li Qingliu, who was sleeping, felt an unbearable pain suddenly reaching his brain, and then he woke up with a scream.

Ding Peng pulled out the silver needle, wiped it casually and put it in his pocket, turned around and sat on the stool, and said, "It's OK."

Ge Ming and the recorder both twitched inexplicably. They tried their best to wake Li Qingliu up, and Ding Peng woke up suddenly.

I don’t have to think about it. Ding Peng just thought about it and knew how painful it hurts just now.

After Li Qingliu woke up, saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth. The guy couldn't help but sucked, muttering, "Good wine, I didn't expect that the foreigner's wine was so strong. Don't leave. We'll go check in a while after drinking it, and have a good time to have fun tonight."

Ge Ming and the recorder both held their foreheads with their hands, pretending they didn't hear this.

After muttering this sentence, Li Qingliu raised her head in a daze. When he saw Ge Ming and the recorder, he was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Ding Peng, the guy's drunkenness disappeared instantly and he looked confused.

"Ding...Ding Peng? You... Why are you here? What place is this?" After a long time, Li Qingliu asked in surprise.

Ding Peng sneered and said, "Li Qingliu, welcome back to China!"

If Li Qingliu didn't know what was going on now, then he would be a pig.

He quickly moved his body, but found that his hands were cobbled behind his back, his body was stuck in a small seat, with a baffle blocking it in front.

“Where is this place?”

"Kyoto Police Station Branch."

"Police Department? What does it mean? Ding Peng, what do you mean?"

"It's very simple, you're arrested."

"Why?!!"

When he heard that he had been arrested, Li Qingliu twisted on the chair even more violently.

At this time, Ge Ming said coldly: "Li Qingliu, be honest, according to our investigation, you are related to an assassination case. I hope you can cooperate with our work and tell what you know."

"Speak it out? What did I say? You guys got it wrong. I did nothing and I didn't know anything."

Ding Peng sneered: "Don't you know? You'll know."

He glanced at Ge Ming, Ge Ming nodded and called. After a while, the door of the interrogation room opened, and the assassinated gangster was pressed by two policemen and walked in.
Chapter completed!