Chapter 491
The head leader always stopped the discussion at the perfect time, leaving a good start for the meeting the next day.
China was a powerful country. While Pakistan wanted to rebuild itself, the friendly relations.h.i.+p between the two countries was also reflected in the investing and cooperation. China invests, Pakistan cooperates, only by joining hands like that could they grow and advance.
Qin Xiu very quickly received a reminder from J5 and gently nodded his head. He found a suitable time to remind the head leader.
Their escorts were all soldiers from the special forces; they all had a sharp sense of danger. They didn't seem to notice anything yesterday, why would they suddenly propose to escort the head leader away as soon as possible today? In that case, they must have seen something was amiss.
Before the meeting room doors were opened, a suited Pakistan staff member walked towards them with a hurried expression. Xia Jinyuan2Xia JinyuanProtagonist; Codename Q King; Member of an Elite Platoon also noticed him jogging for a couple of steps, only when he saw the staff member from China did he switch to brisk walking.
That was the Pakistani staff member that was accompanying Ye Jian1Ye JianProtagonist and the Child of a Late Heroine. Xia, Jinyuan's gaze turned sharp. Arriving beside him in just a couple of steps, he extended his hands to stop him, "The meeting is currently undergoing. If you have encountered any problems, please report here. Thanks."
The Pakistan soldiers also did the same and blocked his path, saying something similar to Xia Jinyuan.
Then, the Pakistan staff member pulled out a handgun from his pants with trembling hands. "This was a handgun I found in the lounge. Ms. Petty, Ms. Jian, and Ms. Pabell aren't in the cla.s.sroom."
Xia Jinyuan
If the gun was safe, then the person was safe, but since the person was missing and the gun was still here… Something bad has happened!
"This pistol was a.s.signed to our student for self-defense purposes." Xia Jinyuan s.n.a.t.c.hed the handgun; his gaze froze on the long, jet-black strand of hair that was stuck on the grip. She was supposed to carry her gun on her hip, but her hair was left on the hold…What message was she trying to send?
His slender hand pressed onto the magazine, 'click,' and the magazine was once again reloaded into the gun. The sharp and chilly gaze swept at the Pakistan staff member and made him take a step back out of fright. "We need detailed information about Pabell and all of the CCTVs around the Presidential Palace. At the same time, your country must immediately start an operation to save Ms. Petty and secure her safety!"
This was Pakistan. Al-Qaeda, terrorists and religious extremists were impossible to guard against. No matter how strict their security was, they would still be able to get through.
Pakistan's October was filled with white clouds and blue skies. If it weren't because of the tight security, just by looking at the blue sky, it would give people a feeling of refres.h.i.+ng calmness, as if they had returned to that earthly paradise back in China.
But when the attention moved from the sky back into the city, a nervous atmosphere was spreading inside Pakistan, that had just entered Ramadan.
The moment the First Lady of Pakistan knew her daughter was most likely kidnapped, moreover, for it to have inseparable ties with the English teacher, Pabell, she immediately fainted in the banquet hall. Her eldest daughter was also abducted by terrorists four years ago, and she was brutally murdered in the end.
The land reclamation investment meeting was cut short. Both sides were currently placing the hostage rescue mission as their top priority and started arranging for the operation from the shadows.
Xia Jinyuan requested Pakistan to pull up the personal files that Pabell had submitted to the Pakistan Government. While waiting, the members of the Elite Platoon started swiftly looking for clues.
"No signs of fighting, and only the gun was left behind. Ye Jian left voluntarily." Xia Jinyuan picked up the couple strands of hair Ye Jian had left by the cla.s.sroom door. He then walked towards the place where Petty was taken, hostage. The messy traces she had left behind while her feet were kicking on the carpet, "Ye Jian noticed Ms. Petty was taken hostage, so she thought about a way to leave the gun behind. She then thought of a way to leave behind her hair, a total of six strands. Six means smooth, smooth could also be understood as safe; those were the two messages she wanted to tell us. The most important one was: Ye Jian left with them voluntarily."
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