Chapter 1953

"Yes, I'm in the city and investigating the truth of the nightmare of 1911. I believe it will come out soon." Shadow way.

Qian Yunwei's hands and feet are cold, and his deep regret is intended to breed in his heart!

He should never have done a wrong thing - falsely claiming credit!

The consequences of the incident are too serious!

"If you die in the hands of the prince, you only need to die. If you die in the hands of the messenger of the kingdom of God, your whole family will go up and down."

Once the truth of the nightmare of 1911 was exposed, the whole family of Qian Yunwei, who claimed the credit, had to be destroyed under the wrath of the kingdom of God.

Qian Yunwei suddenly found that he seemed to have returned to the position before the death of the Lord of Yuan's auxiliary hall.

"Do you want me to do something?" Qian Yunwei said, this scene is too familiar.

The shadow said faintly, "kill Xia Qingchen, and the prince will protect your whole family."

If others say so, Qian Yunwei will not believe it, but the crown prince can do it!

As long as the prince makes a move, he can resettle his people and avoid being implicated in extermination.

Prince, you have this ability.

"What a murderer, or two people in a row." Qian Yunwei understood everything and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders and smile: "the crown prince is so scheming! I'm Qian Yunwei, satisfied! "

"But!" Qian Yunwei suddenly escaped from a nirvana, which turned into an aperture to cover Qian Yunwei's cage, and then took him away in an instant.

In situ, there was no one, leaving only an inaudible voice: "I don't want to die!"

Some people value the family, others do not.

Qian Yunwei is the latter!

The shadow didn't chase. He stood in place and sighed gently: "it's almost as expected by the crown prince. This chess piece won't be obedient."

After saying that, Qian Yunwei, who had fled thousands of miles away, suddenly had a sharp heart pain!

A black claw came out of his chest from inside to outside and pierced his heart.

Qian Yunwei didn't even have time to scream, so he died in the Bento.

Soon after, the shadow came, bent his fingers, and a flame burned Qian Yunwei's body to ashes.

Tianxingcheng news editorial agency.

"Xiao Lu, if you slow down again, you'll have to pay a fine." The editor in chief pushed back Lu Yuanning's latest news report.

Lu Yuanning explained, "no, I wrote this news seriously."

The editor in chief shook his head and said, "if you are serious, you should understand the owner's words. All news about Xia Qingchen is prohibited."

"Writing such an article can't pass the examination at all. What's this not about slacking off?" The editor in chief said.

Lu Yuanning was very aggrieved: "I only wrote that Mr. Xia's attitude as the chief editor of Tianxing city police hall has plummeted.

Now he even sent him back to his internship post, which is actually sitting on the bench in disguise.

Internships are mostly doing sundry things, so it is difficult to get ahead.

Who called Xia Qingchen a negative influence figure, resulting in Lu Yuanning's lack of new news sources.

This cold plume is normal.

"What are you doing? Get out! " The editor in chief frowned and scolded.

Lu Yuanning trembled, tears were falling down, grabbed the returned manuscript on the table and left the editor's office silently.

The editor in chief hummed: "the editor who depends on luck in the end is a straw bag."

In fact, this is the common aspiration of many editors of the editorial society.

As a newcomer, Lu Yuanning accidentally wrote news that caused a sensation in the whole city. In their view, it was all luck and could not be regarded as strength.

As a superior editor in chief, he has this idea.

The long night passed slowly.

For the police hall, it is like a year.

Qian Yunwei didn't return all night. What happened in prison has spread all over the police hall, and even the news leaked out.

Many organizations have sent people to inquire. After learning the situation, they all keep silent.

The person who the prince wants to be interrogated was killed on the eve of the interrogation, and the murderer is likely to be the former police hall Lord.

If they were to be angry, wouldn't it be obvious to beat the prince in the face?

You want to check someone?

OK, I'll kill him. Look what you check!

Do you still have the prince in your eyes!

All over the city, everyone who knew was trembling. They could see that a storm was coming.