Chapter 1647: Clean Your Hands and Feet

In a villa abroad.

A man hurried into the hall, "Where is Mr. Kyle?"

"Mr. is in the study."

A bodyguard replied, "Wait here first, I'll inform you."

After that, he left. Not long after, he came over and nodded to the man, "Mr. Kyle asked you to go in."

The man walked into the study and saw Kyle reading leisurely. He said carefully, "Mr.."

"Just tell me if you have anything to say." Kyle said directly without even raising his head.

The man swallowed his saliva. He knew Kyle very well. How leisurely he was now, how terrifying he would be when he got angry.

But no matter what, he had to tell this matter.

"Mr., Berg was arrested by the police a few days ago."

"A few days ago?" Kyle paused as he flipped through the pages of the book, raised his eyes and looked at his men, his voice carrying a hint of coldness.

"Yes, sir, we couldn't contact him a few days ago, and we have been sending people to look for him. We just got the news that the police are investigating him, and they found his villa and took away a bunch of account books. He was arrested when he went back a few days ago."

After the man finished speaking, a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he kept praying in his heart that Kyle would not take this matter out on him.

Kyle's face was slightly gloomy, and he immediately put down the book in his hand and stood up.

Although he and Berglian were not very familiar with each other, they belonged to the same organization and had some business dealings.

In the early years, Berglian had always been highly valued by the organization, and he was basically in charge of the business in Europe.

Compared to him now, Berglian is not inferior at all, and can be said to be amazingly powerful.

Therefore, Berglian is different from others. He knows too many inside stories.

The organization is now at a very critical moment. If Berglian can't bear it and leaks all the news, the damage to the organization will undoubtedly be huge.

Kyle pondered for a moment and quickly dialed a phone, "Master, I have something very important to report."

"Go ahead." The man on the other end of the phone, who was called the master, spoke indifferently and sparingly.

"Berglean has been arrested. I want to ask the master, is there anything we need to do?" Kyle asked with a frown.

The man said "tsk" unhappily.

Kyle on this side was sweating on his back like his subordinates at this time, but he didn't dare to ask.

Fortunately, this silence lasted only a few seconds, and the man spoke again, "In this case, you should find a way to deal with him, and be clean."

Kyle was not surprised by this order and quickly accepted it, "Yes, Master."

After hanging up the phone, Kyle said to his subordinates: "Send a small team to watch the situation in the police station 24 hours a day. Once there is any movement in Berglian, report it immediately."

"Yes, sir." The man accepted the order and left.

...

Police station

After Mo Tingfeng sent Jin Fengchen and Jiang Sesur away, he stood at the door of the police station and smoked a cigarette with a very serious expression.

The international action has been so big recently that he dared not relax for a moment.

Coupled with recent events and Jin Fengchen's advice, he felt that something would happen in the next second to turn the situation upside down.

After a long time, he strode into the police station.

In any case, Berglian can't break this line. He is the only person involved in the mysterious organization so far, and the only one who can be used.

The most important thing now is to find important information and prepare in advance before the situation becomes turbulent.

"Detective Mo, you don't feel good watching the person you like being affectionate with other men. Do you need me to help you? Grab the person?"

Berglian couldn't help laughing when he saw Mo Tingfeng coming in.

He saw clearly that Mo Tingfeng also admired Jiang Sesur very much, but he had been forbearing.

He couldn't get Jiang Sesur, but he was willing to watch the scene of Mo Tingfeng and Jin Fengchen fighting.

Mo Tingfeng frowned. He had let go of Jiang Sesur, as long as Sesur could be happy.

"Berglian, you have this time, you might as well think about how to reduce your sentence."

"Reduction? Mo Tingfeng, you are less self-righteous. I don't need a reduction. Hurry up and give me a quick death." Berglian sneered.

For a proud person like him, once he is in jail and released, it will undoubtedly let others trample on his dignity.

Even if he can live a few more years, what's the use?

In his eyes, "It's better to live than to die" is a joke.

"Berglian, if you don't say it, it won't be so easy to die happily." Mo Tingfeng looked at him coldly.

"You policemen will talk big, I just won't say it, what can you do to me? Can I live here for the rest of my life? I don't mind." Berglian didn't take Mo Tingfeng's words seriously at all.

Mo Tingfeng gritted his teeth in anger, but he couldn't do anything about him.