Chapter 173

It has been half a month since I came to Kinshasa.

Yan Jiang found that the situation here is not as serious as he imagined. Riots do exist, but not everywhere.

After getting familiar with the environment, Yan Jiang found a forensic job. He was a graduate student of forensic medicine in Wangdong University. He just graduated last year.

When he was in University, Yan Jiang was a student who made his tutor proud. He also followed his tutor to learn about many murders. People with real ability can't find a job anywhere.

Forensic medicine is not an easy profession. There are a lot of accidental deaths here. Yan Jiang was very honored to be assigned a corpse on his first day of employment, and he was responsible for dissecting and analyzing the data.

Before he went home that day, Yan Jiang repeatedly washed his hands with hand sanitizer several times. After returning home, he quickly changed his clothes, and only then did he dare to appear in front of Song Fei.

At that time, Song Fei was on the phone. He didn't notice Yan Jiang's approach. Yan Jiang heard her say, "Lord Cheng? Cheng inkstone? He's asking about the heart, too? Oh, no, you can't help

When Song Fei hung up the phone, Yan Jiang said, "Song Fei, what have you done without telling me?"

Song Fei's body tightened for a moment, and soon relaxed. She turned around and took a look at Yan Jiang. The tip of her nose was hooked in the air and suddenly said, "you have the smell of a corpse."

Yan Jiang was a little annoyed. He said, "I took a bath and changed my clothes. Today, I dissected a corpse showing the view of giant. The bad smell... "Shaking his head, Yan Jiang asked song porcelain:" can you smell it? "

Song Fei nodded, "the smell is not big, but I can smell it." Hearing Yan Jiang talk about giant view, Song Fei asked, "is that the girl's body found in the opposite river ditch? I hear she's only nine. "

"Well, did you hear that, too?" The little girl is only nine years old. She is a vagrant girl. Many people suspect that she accidentally fell into a river and drowned. She is just a vagrant child, no father, no mother, no power and no power. After the body was sent to the police station, no one was willing to take charge of the case.

Yan Jiang is a new man. The case of the little girl was assigned to him.

Song Fei asked Yan Jiang, "is it suicide?"

Yan Jiang shook his head with a complicated look. He said, "she has been detected in her body."

Song Fei frowned. "She's only nine years old."

Yan Jiang was silent. After a while, Yan Jiang suddenly said, "Song Fei, if our child is a girl, we must let her learn kung fu."

Song Fei glanced at him, "our children? Who is going to have a baby with you

Yan Jiang came over, wanted to hold her, stretched out his hand, and hesitated to take it back. Song Fei noticed Yan Jiang's action and pursed her lower lip.

"I'm sure I'll catch up with you, and so will the children."

Song Fei said nothing.

Yan Jiang then asked her, "who were you talking to just now?"

Song Fei said, "a friend."

"Song Fei, are you planning something behind my back?" Yan Jiang thinks that Song Fei is doing something dangerous without him. He suspects that it has something to do with Mu Qiu.

Song Fei is not the kind of person who can bear to be bullied by others. She is a typical cruel role of you digging my corner and pushing your house. After knowing what Mu Qiu's father and daughter did to their sisters, Song Fei couldn't let the father and daughter continue to be at large.

Song Fei looked at him and said, "no, don't worry."

"Song Fei, no matter what you want to do, I will not stop you. I have only one request. " Yanjiang took Song Fei's hand, pinched her palm and said, "I want you to be safe and sound."

Song Fei is not used to this kind of ambiguous scene. She pulls her hand back and says, "go to bed early. I have to work tomorrow."

"And you?"

"I'm going to graduate school and I won't be back tonight." The life here is boring. Song Fei spends most of his time in the Research Institute.

Yan Jiang suddenly bends his lips and smiles. He approaches Song Fei and lowers his head. The tip of his nose almost touches Song Fei's forehead. Yan Jiang said, "since the work is not finished, how can you be at home at this time?" It takes five or six minutes to drive from home to the graduate school. "Come back and get something... Or look at me?"

Song Fei coldly glances at Yan Jiang, which makes Yan Jiang tremble. But Yan Jiang is very backbone, did not commit counseling, boldly opened his mouth: "dare not answer?"

Song Fei pushes Yan Jiang's head aside and takes up his backpack to the door.

When she lowered her head to change her shoes, she said without raising her head: "if you don't take anything, I'll come back to see you." With that, she held the door handle in her hand and tried to open the door.

Yan Jiang suddenly called out, "Song Fei!"

Song Fei acts for a moment, but without looking back, he waits for him to speak.

"You are really considerate to your brother," said Yan Jiang

Yanjiang opened the door and slammed it tightly.

Seeing this, Yan Jiang shakes his head and laughs.

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in vain, we finally arrived on October 25.

On this day, the richest man in Asia, with his lover Liyao, took a private plane to wangjiangshan airport and stayed in the presidential suite of Jetta international hotel.On the same day, Emperor Rongrong, a national treasure singer, also finished her work abroad and went back to wangdongcheng. At the same time, an old man carrying a snake skin bag, accompanied by three middle-aged men, boarded the high-speed rail to wangdongcheng.

On this day, the wechat circle of wangdongcheng netizens all made a short film about the ink ballad of the richest woman in Asia. In the short film, Mo Yao rides in a Maybach, wearing a bright red suit and bending out of the car.

With one hand in her trouser pocket, she took off her sunglasses with the other hand, and looked up at the camera with a smile. The smile was domineering and dignified. Netizens knelt down to call her mother.

No one knows what a woman like Mo Yao wants to do when she suddenly comes to wangdongcheng. Some people speculate that she is going to be a big one in wangdongcheng. Others suspect that she is coming to see friends. Some people think she is just coming to travel.

"To the wedding?"

Cheng Yanmo received the news, a little surprised, he asked the special help around him: "whose wedding will ink ballad come to attend?" He has never heard of anyone in the upper class of wangdongcheng who wants to get married recently.

The special assistant shook his head and said, "I haven't got any information for the time being. I just heard someone say that she is coming to attend the mysterious man's wedding."

Cheng Yanmo didn't know that there were people in wangdongcheng who kept close relationship with Mo ballad. "Wang Dongcheng recently, who is going to hold a wedding?"

The special assistant thought for a moment and said, "it seems that there is no... it is not right. The wedding ceremony of song porcelain, the adopted daughter of the Mu family, is set for tomorrow."

Song porcelain?

Song porcelain and Han Zhan's wedding is scheduled for tomorrow. Both parties only hosted the most important friends and relatives. Although Cheng Yanmo knew them, he did not receive an invitation, but he also knew that song porcelain and Han Zhan were going to get married on October 26.

The background of song porcelain has been known for a long time. It was the groom to be...

Cheng Yanmo flashed Han Zhan in front of his eyes.

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