Chapter 295

An Xiaojing got out of the car. I don't know why. This time, all her feelings were very strange.

It's like something's going to happen.

This is a familiar place with too many memories. However, an Xiaojing doesn't think she is a lucky and lucky person.

Just like moving into Leng Yichen's villa now, all the descriptions about memory are not so beautiful.

"This is where you used to live?" Yu Zhenhuan also got out of the car and asked.

"Yes! Before Leng Yichen bought an, my father, aunt Meng and an Xiya were here. "

"There must be a lot of memories!" Yu Zhenhuan looks at this woman, why can he only feel the loneliness of an Xiaojing.

It seems that she is more lonely than many people.

"It's not something you can think about." An Xiaojing casually said that under the long-term oppression of Jiang Meng and an Xiya, she did not create some good memories for herself.

"Yes. In a word, all the things worth cherishing are now owned. " Yu Zhenhuan said slightly deeply.

An Xiaojing nodded.

The walls around the villa are covered with weeds. An Xiaojing seems to remember that the key to the door was hidden under a tree in the yard.

It was buried secretly when she left here.

I can't admit how beautiful it is, but it has accumulated a unique self.

"But the door is closed. He's definitely not here." Yu Zhenhuan speculated.

"Not necessarily. Last time, he was here." An Xiaojing explained.

She just wanted to find out everything she thought was possible.

She didn't want her brother to be so disoriented all the time. What's the matter, or what's the enemy?

When she got close to the door, she found that she couldn't turn the key.

"Don't you remember wrong, maybe not this!"

"No, the door is locked An Xiaojing can only think of such a reason.

"Anti lock?" Yu Zhenhuan went on to say, "there are people inside."

They looked at each other, and an Xiaojing's heart began to beat in confusion.

"Brother Zhenhuan, could it be my brother?"

"I don't know until I get in!"

After knocking on the door for a long time, an Xiaojing seemed to be able to hear the sound from the room.

"Someone! There's someone in there

She continued.

"Brother! Brother An Xiaojing's intuition must be an Xianyang.

"Brother!" She tried her best to hit the door with her hand. Why is there so much noise inside, but there is no one to respond to her?

"Why don't you knock on the door?" Yu Zhenhuan proposed, but there was not even a prop to hit the door around.

"What to do? Brother Zhenhuan An Xiaojing was so helpless that she felt for the first time that the key in her hand was just a decoration.

However, when both of them had no choice, an Xiaojing felt that there was a light in front of her.

The door suddenly opened.

What shocked and even frightened both of them was that a woman came out of the door.

The woman opened the door.

Woman's chest, also inserted a knife, some dying feeling.

She's covered in blood.

It's Anxia.

"Help me! Help me Anxiya was dying, and her whole spirit was a little lax.

Her hair was so dishevelled that an Xiaojing didn't recognize it for the first time.

"Help Before the expression was finished, the man fell to the ground.

An Xiaojing squatted down in horror. At the same time, there was an alarm on their back.

Leng Yichen's global wanted order is a result.

He received a message that someone told him that Anxia was in an's house. At that time, he came with his servants.

However, when I arrived at the scene, I saw this scene.

An Xiya is covered with blood and grabs an Xiaojing's arm. She is lying on the ground and looks like she is going to be out of breath.

And Yu Zhenhuan in one side, the expression is also very shocked.

Police cars stood around one by one, and soon the old house was surrounded.

"Don't move. Put your hands in the air!"

Cried a policeman.

An Xiaojing and Yu Zhenhuan can only do so.

At this time, everyone thought it was over, but suddenly there was another movement in the villa.

An Xiaojing's heart is about to jump out.

Because an Xianyang came out of the door.

His hands were also covered with blood.

"Brother!" An Xiaojing exclaimed in shock.

But an Xianyang's expression, also has a little at a loss and confused.

I don't seem to understand what just happened."Xiaojing? Why are you here? "

"I want to ask you more? Why are you here? " An Xiaojing is about to cry, because in this case, anyone can guess that an Xianyang killed an Xiya.

"Me? I can't remember it An Xianyang looked at the blood on his hand, but he was calm. After all, he had seen such a scene, so now the blood didn't scare him.

When he saw the dead woman on the ground, he was slightly shocked.

"Anxia?"

An Xiaojing nodded.

"Hands up, do you hear me?"

Cried the policeman again.

and an Yang were considered suspect.

Of course, an Xiaojing and Yu Zhenhuan are inseparable. When they were caught in the police car, an Xiaojing noticed Leng Yichen.

"You called the police?" An Xiaojing sneered.

From an Xianyang's shocked expression when she saw that an Xiya had passed out, she knew that it had nothing to do with her brother.

A person's eyes are not deceptive.

"What do you think?" Leng Yichen snorted coldly.

He didn't do anything, just received a message from his subordinates, saying that he had found anyiya, and then came in a hurry.

But unexpectedly, such a scene happened.

But an Xiaojing has determined that Leng Yichen is the policeman.

In the scene just now, anyone would think that an Xiya was killed by an Xianyang.

Then the police are no exception. Naturally, I understand that.

When Leng Yichen saw an Xiaojing's back, he only felt that when the woman looked back at herself, she used a look full of hatred.

It seems that he is responsible for all this.

"Leng Yichen, if something happens to my brother, I'll have nothing to do with you."

With that, she was taken to the police car.

And Yu Zhenhuan was also escorted up, not to mention an Xianyang, but he always looked like he didn't know why.

The ambulance also arrived at the first time.

Soon, Anxia's dead body was carried away.

Leng also Chen looked at that woman one eye, Mou color is deep, let a person not guess what he is thinking at the moment.

"Young master! What now? " Chengfeng asks suddenly.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple."

……

In the police car, three people couldn't communicate.