While enjoying Meng Peiyuan's massage, Bai Tongxi squinted and asked, "by the way, does an ran know that Qiao Siyan is dead?"
Meng Peiyuan's eyes sank: "when I killed Josie, she was at the scene."
"What Bai Tongxi suddenly turned around and looked at him in shock: "an ran saw you kill her son with his own eyes?"
"Well." Meng Peiyuan said truthfully: "she was in a daze at that time. She sat in the alley holding the head of Joseon for a long time and refused to let it go. Later, I called Qiao Rusheng and asked him to come to meet her."
"And Uncle Joe?" Bai Tongxi's face is white again. "Xi'er, I know it's cruel for them to witness Joseon's death, but I had no other choice at that time. Joseon's gun had been aimed at me. If you hadn't told me that his left shoulder was injured, maybe the person who died was
me."
"I understand" Bai Tongxi understands Meng Peiyuan's practice from his heart. If it were her, she would try to kill Josie's banquet, because if this person lives one more day, it will harm society one day: "what did they do to you?"
Seeing that she cared about him so much, Meng Peiyuan could not help feeling warm. He thought that she would blame him and should not let an ran and Qiao Rusheng see such a cruel picture. However, in the end, she cared about whether he was good.
He couldn't help drawing her eyebrows with his fingers, saying, "they didn't do anything to me, and they're not qualified to do anything to me. I won't let go of anyone who hurt you!"
Bai Tongxi took the initiative to put his cheek close to his palm, and rubbed it like a small animal, so as to defuse his anger: "well, Mr. Meng, do you remember the little girl who was picked up by my elder brother and left with me?"
Meng Peiyuan's eyebrows moved: "if you don't tell me, I've forgotten. What's the matter with her?"
"After Darren sent me home, he immediately told the people under him to send her home safely. If there was no accident, she would have been home by now."
"Well, that's good."
Although Meng Peiyuan's temperament makes that little girl unimportant at all, it's his elder brother who rescued her. If it's not settled properly, he will be embarrassed to ask.
"Well, you've checked my injuries. Now I should take a bath. Otherwise, it stinks and I can't sleep."
Hearing the words, Meng Peiyuan's eyes naturally lingered over her attractive eyes and blurted out: "I'll accompany you."
Bai Tong Xi bit his lower lip and looked at him hesitantly.
"What are you thinking about Meng Peiyuan butted her with his forehead and said teasingly, "I just look at your hand. I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to wash it yourself. I just want to help you. It's not what you think."
Bai Tongxi blushed and whispered, "I didn't think about anything"
"Oh?"
Oh, what?
Bai Tong Xi didn't stare at him angrily, but in exchange for a more flattering smile.
In the early hours of the morning, the news of Jos's death at the banquet appeared in the front pages and headlines. This night is destined to be an unsettled night.
Just by the forensic examination of the main body of Joe's banquet, was Qiao Rusheng couple from the police station, sent to the funeral home.
At this time, it was late at night, most of the funeral staff went home, leaving only some on the night shift.
But tonight's "business" is surprisingly good. In addition to the Qiao Rusheng family, there are other people who send the dead here in the middle of the night. Moreover, there is definitely more than one or two families.
Qiao Rusheng and his wife were so frustrated that they only focused on their own business until
"daughter! You've done good things all your life. Why don't you do good things in the end? "
This is the cry of a father who has just lost his daughter. His daughter was shot in the abdomen and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. She had to be sent here.
"Honey! You tell me, who killed you? I will never let him go
This is a woman who has just lost her love. She cried all the way to here with the ambulance, and ran into the same person she met.
"You, you too" everyone looked at each other, with a face full of desire.
In addition to Qiao Rusheng and an ran, the others all nodded heavily. One of their closest relatives died tonight!
For a long time, I heard someone say: "I heard that the murder cases tonight were all caused by Jos's banquet!"
After a silence, someone asked, "is that the escaped Joseon?"
"Yes, that's him! Now there are news related to him on the front page. If you are still in the mood, you can take out your mobile phone and have a look. "
After hearing this, they all said, "this beast, if he escapes from prison, he will escape. Why don't he go far away?"
"Didn't he have a grudge against the Meng family and the Bai family? Just go to them. Why should we harm the innocent people? "
These words, falling into the ears of Anran not far away, were as harsh as they could be!In particular, they used all kinds of ugly and vicious words to curse her son, but she could only endure and digest in silence!
Even, in order to prevent them from recognizing that the person on duty was carrying Josephine's body, she had to take the initiative to cover Josephine's face with the white cloth provided by the funeral home!
As a result, those people mistakenly thought that Qiao Rusheng and his wife were also the family members of the victims. They could not help looking at them and asked, "are these two also the relatives of the victims of this shooting incident?"
Anran's lips twitched a few times. How she wanted to say the name of Joseon. However, these people's sad faces made her feel guilty and guilty. When the Joseon ordered people to shoot and create this chaos, did she ever think about this scene?
Finally, Qiao Rusheng and an ran are silent, followed by the staff on duty into a vacant hall.
Their departure did not arouse the suspicion of others. After all, it is a painful thing to lose one's family and it is normal not to want to speak.
In the Lingtang, the staff on duty stopped, turned around and said to Qiao Rusheng and his wife, "this is it."
At this time, an ran had lost most of his thinking ability, so it was Qiao Rusheng who was born to make the decision: "please find someone to help our son make up and let him"
Qiao Rusheng overestimated himself, and he choked before he explained the matter.
Fortunately, the people here are proficient in business. They took over his words and said, "Sir, you want to say that you want to hire an undertaker for your son, help him make up, and let him leave with dignity, right?"
Qiao Rusheng pressed the corners of his eyes with two fingers, barely stopped his tears and said, "yes, yes! Please get people for us as soon as possible, money said
"OK, as for the specific process," Qiao Rusheng interrupted the other party's marketing plan: "we don't need to do big things, we just need to simplify everything."