After receiving the call, Gao Yang didn't say anything. He stood up, answered the call in the corridor of the inpatient department, returned to the ward, and whispered: "Dad, mom, I'll go out to do something, I'll take the money away."

During the two days he spent with his parents, Gao Yang had already taken time to prepare and asked his father to withdraw 400,000 yuan in cash. In addition, he took a few two-inch photos of the fake passport. Now all Gao Yang had to do was take the money and go out.

Seeing Gao Yang's actions, his father stood up and said with a serious expression: "What are you going to do? You just came back, what can you do? Are you planning to find someone named Zhao? I tell you, I have me, you don't have to worry about it."

Gao Yang shook his head and smiled and said, "Where do you want to go? It won't cost so much money to find someone named Zhao. Do you still remember the Americans I told you? I planned to cooperate with him to open a foreign trade company. I originally planned to find an agency to register, but the foreigner's request is relatively formal, so I have to register with him. The family is 500,000 yuan, and I account for 51% of the shares. After the capital inspection, I came back."

Gao Yang's father nodded and said, "You have worked in foreign trade before and are familiar with the foreign trade company. Now you have a relationship again. You can do it. OK. Go and come back early after you finish your business."

After Gao Yang said a few words to his mother, he left the hospital with two bags of money.

Gao Yang took a taxi and arrived at the transaction location that he had made an appointment with the person sent by Molotov. After meeting with the person who sent the gun, the two found a teahouse and asked for a room.

The person who delivered the goods to Gao Yang was a Chinese man in his forties. He didn't talk much. After the waiter in the teahouse had prepared tea, Gao Yang told him not to ask no one to disturb him. Gao Yang went straight to the point and said, "Where is the thing, I'll take a look."

It was colder in March in Hebei Province, while it was colder in Heilong Province, so the person who delivered the gun was wearing a fat down jacket, which looked nothing abnormal. The middle-aged man stood up, took off the down jacket, and reached out to take out two small bags wrapped in plastic bags from the sweater.

After putting the bag on the table, the middle-aged man opened the two bags, took out a pistol and two magazines, and said, "It's all here, there are three magazines in total, twenty-four bullets."

The middle-aged man pushed the gun in front of Gao Yang. Gao Yang picked up the gun and looked at it. He recognized the gun. The gun was a Makarov PM pistol, a compact pistol, not heavy or large. The magazine can hold eight rounds of bullets, which is very suitable for concealed carrying, and is very reliable and has a good power. Although this gun has been replaced and retired from active service, it is still a good gun, at least suitable for Gao Yang to use now.

Gao Yang carefully checked the appearance of the pistol and found nothing wrong. The gun looked relatively new and had no signs of use. After removing the magazine, Gao Yang removed the gun into parts and checked carefully.

The pistol was consistent inside and outside, and the movement was very smooth. Gao Yang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Have you tried this gun?"

The middle-aged man whispered: "I tried it, I fired four bullets. Our boss tried it myself, and it's absolutely fine."

Gao Yang didn't say much, pushed a bag of money in front of the middle-aged man and said, "Two hundred thousand, you dot."

The middle-aged man opened the bag and looked at it, reached out and flipped it twice, then closed the bag and said, "No need to order it. Our boss can trust you. Give me the photo. I will leave without anything else and have to catch the train."

After taking Gao Yang's photo, the middle-aged man nodded at Gao Yang and left the teahouse by himself.

After seeing off the people sent by Motolov, Gao Yang stayed in the teahouse and called Zhao Xinwen.

Zhao Xinwen's phone number was secretly found by Gao Yang from his father's phone, but Gao Yang did not let his father know about it. Now, Gao Yang is finally going to implement his planned action.

After the phone was connected, Gao Yan said in a deep voice: "Hey, is it Mr. Zhao Xinwen and Mr. Zhao?"

"Who?"

Gao Yang paused for a moment and said in a deep voice: "I am Gao Wu's friend. I will help him pay back the money, but there is something I have to say."

When Zhao Xinwen heard that he had to pay back the money, he seemed very happy in his tone and said, "Tell me, what's the matter."

Gao Yang said in a deep voice: "One.2 million, if you can't take it out, I can't take it out either. At most, I will give you 800,000 yuan. If you owe a loan, you can do it. If you think it's okay, we will do it. If you think it's not okay, this matter will be overwhelming. Anyway, you know more about what's going on in the middle. If you are not satisfied with the 800,000 yuan, you will be raided if you want to sue the house, and if you want to sue it."

Zhao Xinwen was silent for a moment and said, "One million, no less."

Gao Yang sighed and said, "Whatever you want, I am a loyal person and willing to lend Lao Gao 800,000, but no matter how much it is, I can't get it. So if the 800,000 cannot be solved, then there is no need for us to talk about it. Bye bye."

As Gao Yang expected, Zhao Xinwen immediately said: "Okay, 800,000, when will you give it?"

Gao Yang smiled silently and said, "The money will be given to you right away, but what about the IOU?"

"You give the money, IOU will be given immediately."

Gao Yang waited deliberately for a while before he arrived: "Okay, let's get this done today. Come to me and get the IOU, I'm here..."

Before Gao Yang could tell the place, Zhao Xinwen said hurriedly: "Don't, it's better for you to send the money. I'll wait for you in the office, do you know the place?"

Gao Yang did not expect Zhao Xinwen to meet him at the place he said. After asking Zhao Xinwen's address, Gao Yang hung up the phone, opened the bag containing 200,000 yuan in cash, and then took out the 100,000 yuan large bundle of money into a small bundle.

Gao Yang loaded the gun, it was best to prepare for firing at any time, and then put the gun and magazine under the money to hide it, so that he could take out the gun and shoot. Although it added some risk of fire, Gao Yang believed in the reliability of the Makarov pistol and he could withstand this risk.

Gao Yang never intended to give Zhao Xinwen a penny. His only purpose of getting the money was to get close to Zhao Xinwen and hide his gun in.

Gao Yang found the building that Zhao Xinwen mentioned, but when he entered the building, Gao Yang saw cameras at the entrance and in the lobby. Although Gao Yang deliberately lowered his head and entered the building, he knew that his figure would definitely be photographed, which made him lose confidence in his ability to avoid the police's investigation.

Zhao Xinwen's office is on the 18th floor of the building, a very auspicious floor, but Gao Yang now knows that Zhao Xinwen's so-called company is actually a bag company, and the office should not be very large.
Chapter completed!