Chapter 390

Mo Beicheng immediately twisted his eyebrows and clasped her wrist. His voice was cold and deep: "Nanqiao, when Sheng had an accident, he didn't feel better than you."

"Don't worry, I won't kick him down."

Mo Beicheng

With Ji Yunan's skill, he doesn't worry about Nanqiao kicking him down. With so many people below, he can swim and die.

He is worried about Shen Nanqiao.

"I'll come with you."

Nanqiao's eyes looked straight at Ji Yunan, like a sharp knife, "no need."

Mo Beicheng thin lips slightly pursed, quiet a few seconds, cold mouth way, "then you stand here for me, want to say what I go to say with him."

Nanqiao turned back and twisted his eyebrows. His eyes were cold and thin, and his face looked like Mo Beicheng who had gathered a layer of frost.

After a few seconds of confrontation, she silently pulled out her hand from Mo Beicheng's palm, turned and walked towards Ji Yunan!

Ji Yunan's shirt had been almost dried. His collar was messy and drooping. He didn't wear a tie. Several buttons were torn open, and one of them was pulled off. The coat was still obviously wet, but it didn't drip any more.

Nan Qiao just approached, then heard his voice hoarse way: "have smoke?"

This, of course, was not said to her.

Mo Beicheng came out in his pajamas, and his coat was spare in the car. There was no smoke.

He was a little upset by his troubles. He coldly said: "if you have time to smoke, it's better to jump down and find someone. If you can chase a woman, you can go to the lake. I've lived long enough to see her."

Having said that, he still reached for someone and threw the car key to the other side: "go to my car and get a pack of cigarettes, and put them in the front storage box."

One side of the leading police quickly took out a cigarette and handed it to him, "three little, I have it here, you smoke first."

Mo Beicheng took two and threw one to Ji Yunan.

He bowed his head, took a long breath by the flame of the lighter, spit it out slowly, and threw the lighter to Ji Yunan.

The leading policeman: "three little, do you think we should wait for daybreak before continuing the search and rescue?"

South Joe face no expression of stare at front, "if she is alive to be found, you let her go."

"Let her go?" Ji Yunan's pupils suddenly shrank, took two deep puffs of cigarettes, and forced his anger down with the smell of nicotine. His voice was low and deep, and he didn't know his mood. "Let her go? Who's going to let me go? "

This words, Nan Qiao naturally understood the evidence that Shi Sheng held in his hand against Ji Yunan, "even if she doesn't let you go, that's what your Ji family owes her."

Ji Yunan snorted sarcastically.

He turned his face and looked at Nanqiao. His eyes were dark and deep, and his lips were slightly crooked. Between his eyebrows and eyes, there was a trace of evil that was totally different from the usual. "If she has the ability, she will come to ask for it. If she can't get it back, don't expect me to let her go."

Nanqiao takes a step towards him. Ji Yunan is very high. Even in Europe and the United States, she can be regarded as a kind of independency. She looks at him and raises her head: "the evidence against you is in my hand. Even when you find Sheng, it's useless. If you want to take it back, rush at me."

When Sheng didn't give her the evidence at all, Nan Qiao didn't even know what they had.

The last time Shi Sheng came to her, he wanted to get the necklace.

She said so, just want to let Ji Yunan turn his attention to her.

Ji Yunan's indifferent eyes swept her, and threw out the smoke in his hand. Mars fell rapidly in the air and directly fell on the lake. "Then you should take good care of it. Maybe one day I'll come back to you when I'm in a bad mood."

Nanqiao's thin lips filled with a sneer, sarcastically said: "it means that you are in a good mood now?"

"Shen Nanqiao..."

Mo Beicheng, who is talking to the police, reaches out his hand and pulls Nan Qiao to the other side of him. Then he turns to look at Ji Yunan, who is in a rage. His light eyes don't fluctuate at all, but with a hint of warning. Ji Yunan's thin lips are tightly pressed into a line, and he puts down his hand in the air: "don't think everyone is used to you like Mo Beicheng, It's not up to you to intervene in my affairs with Shisheng. "

Mo Beicheng twisted his eyebrows. "I'm happy to be used to my woman. If you're in a bad mood, you can adjust yourself and get angry with a woman."

He looked at the policeman who was waiting for his reply: "send someone to the downstream five miles away to continue fishing. After dawn, we will carefully look for any clues nearby. When it's daybreak, we all go back to change our clothes and eat something. When the police are here, we don't have much effect

"Leave me alone."

Ji Yunan didn't look back. He only squinted and answered coldly.