Du He was shocked in his heart, and then he fully understood the reason why Lin Tingzhi was cautious in his death.

Although he had never heard of "Qinghongbai", he was well-known to Hongmen, Tiandihui, and Anliangtang, and had long heard of the great name.

As for Mr. Situ, a big boss of the contemporary Hongmen, Du He has been intimate for a long time. When he occasionally heard the news about Anliangtang coming from the United States, he also admired and envied him. He wished he could use his skills and fight in troubled times like Mr. Situ and make a fortune.

As a person in charge of an organization with tens of thousands of people, Mr. Situ's safety can be said to be the top priority of the entire Anliangtang. At the moment when the political situation in China is tense and about to break out, not only Mr. Situ, but also the whereabouts of all senior executives of large organizations are kept confidential. Being able to tell Du He has shown great trust in Du He.

Du He's forehead was sweating unconsciously, and his sweaty palm was spread. Du He also lowered his voice and said to Lin Tingzhi: "So Mr. Situ is in this teahouse now?"

Lin Tingzhi was shocked, and the reserve and pride on his face were wiped out. He held Du He's collar tightly and asked hissing: "Why...what were you saying?"

Du He raised his hands comfortably, pointed to Xiangtang again, and whispered: "When we were talking, I asked you a few times a difficult question, and you would look over there. Although I don't know what the name is there, someone must have passed you through some way."

"As Mr. Situ's adopted son, he is the only one who can directly control my decisions, right?" Lin Ting breathed a sigh of relief afterwards and let go of Du He. "You can see through my subtle eyes and your observation ability is so terrible. It seems that you will not be anything in the pool in the future."

I really don’t know if it should be the result of you when you are not too big yet, or to give you a ride to help you leaps through the dragon gate?

Lin Tingzhi's thoughts were unstable, and even his eyes looked at Du He became subtle.

Du He didn't know if he didn't find out or didn't care. After confirming Lin Tingzhi's purpose, he said straight to the point: "Does you want my magic to help Mr. hide. Is Mr. hindered from leaving China?"

Lin Tingzhi nodded, and then ran into a series of questions. "Several forces have set up cards in the port, but they can walk on the airport, but they must pay attention to hiding their tracks. The sir cannot leave by sea, so they can only find a way out of the air. We want to know, can your magic be hidden? How long can it last, and is it safe?"

Du He pondered, Lin Tingzhi also stopped the sound, waiting for Du He's thoughts quietly.

Magic is different from mathematical formulas. The same magic secret can run smoothly without flaws in a small box. In a large box, more possible mistakes and omissions will occur because of the size of the magic. The person to hide is so important, so it is even more careless.

"Give me paper and pen, I'll calculate it."

After the cup of tea, Du He finished thinking and asked Lin Tingzhi for paper and pen.

Lin Tingzhi was puzzled, "Isn't it enough to just take your box over and open the mechanism and expand it?"

Du He shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The magic mechanism in the box cannot match the expanded ones. It must be recalculated. In addition," Du He raised his head and spread his hands at Lin Tingzhi with a smile. "After completing his mission, the box has become a clock and a statue of gods. Where can I take it over and dismantle it for you to show it."

Lin Tingzhi suddenly realized and brought Du He a stack of brand new paper, "Oh, your boatman."

Du He smiled but did not answer. After taking the paper and pen, he quickly began to calculate.

At the beginning, Lin Tingyi could still understand that what Du He drew was like a box. Later, Du He's paintings became more and more complicated, and each part was very sophisticated. Lin Tingzhi couldn't help but become serious.

What Du He didn't know was that in order to properly send his adoptive father, Mr. Situ, to China, their Anliangtang used seven secret stakes. The seven people who had no contact with Lin Tingzhi and several reliable people, found seven capable people from all walks of life to come up with ideas, but except Du He, no one knew that the person he was going to send was Mr. Situ.

When Lin Tingzhi first came to Du He, there was no way.

In the past few years as a police detective in the Nancheng Police Station, Lin Tingzhi chose a completely different way of doing things from Luo Haosheng in order to climb as soon as possible. He did all the bad things and offended all the people he could offend. When he was about to work hard, Lin Tingzhi found that he could not find any person he could use.

Either it is not reliable or it is not strong enough. After searching for it, Lin Tingzhi could only raise himself from a short man and use Du He as his last hope.

Because Du He's gold and silver box was so exciting, Lin Tingzhi has not cracked the mechanism in the box so far. Although ordinary flower-transferring and wood can change the things in the box in a short time, the quantity and placement method are absolutely impossible to do as before. Therefore, although the hope is slim, Lin Tingzhi still put a last glimmer of hope in Du He.

But when he saw Du He's forehead that was sweating due to his concentration in calculations and the drawings that were getting thicker and thicker as he drew, Lin Tingzhi felt that the way to finally get his adoptive father out might have to be released here.

When it was dark, Du He put down the paper and pen in his hand, and the last page of paper just happened to be used up.

Separating the draft from the draft, Du He threw the draft directly into the tea stove and burned it, and handed the draft to Lin Tingzhi. Du He said solemnly: "Let me find someone who is absolutely reliable and create this box. I promise that no one can find someone hiding in the box."

Lin Tingzhi took the heavy manuscript paper and felt full of gratitude.

"A great kindness and virtue will always be remembered by An Liangtang, and there will be a time to repay you." Lin Tingzhi frowned at Du He seriously. After saying a word, it represents Hongmen An Liangtang's promise to Du He.

There are countless people outside the world who are continuing to do this promise, but Du He just stretched and yawned and said, "I will help you not repay me, what are you doing."

"What is that for? Or, what purpose do you have? Tell me, I will do my best to help you." After Lin Tingzhi spoke, he had already helped Du He think of the wish to start his own magic team, or help him become the most popular magician in Shanghai, but Du He just smiled cheerfully and said to Lin Tingzhi: "Because Mr. Situ did what I always wanted to do, he is a respectable Chinese, so I am willing to help him."

"If you really want to say something," Du He frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly said, "I hope you can check who it is, and leaked the news of Mr. Situ coming to China. After all, only those who can know the whereabouts of Mr. Situ are very close to you, right?"

"I don't want a good person who serves the country and the people to be surrounded by dangers. It is my wish to make Mr. Situ live a hundred years old and maintain Anliangtang for a long time, and do more things that benefit the people."

Du He said seriously.
Chapter completed!