As soon as he left the hospital, Zuo Shen couldn't wait to say, "Qi Xiu, I suspect Zuo Tang did it. I want to find him!"

She said, and without waiting for the man's answer, she turned and got into the car and said to the driver in front, "go to Zuoshi!"

"Wait!"

Hodgson got into the car and stopped the driver.

"Deep, you can't go to Zuoshi now."

Huo Qixiu tightened his brows tightly, and his deep eyes fell on the woman beside him.

"Then when can I go?"

Left deep turn around, eyes red, eyes are undisguised anger.

Sad and angry emotion at the same time in the left deep body swimming, straight to the heart.

She clenched her fist tightly, bit her lip hard and said word by word.

"I've endured for a long time, but what's my patience waiting for? I don't have the evidence that Zuotang killed his father! Now, uncle Zheng has been killed, too! "

I think of the words uncle Zheng once said to her: "deeply, this time I want to get justice for you." She couldn't help crying.

Huo Qixiu knew that now left deeply in anger, can only bear to come, put down the voice, persuade to.

"Deeply, I know you are very sad. I've sent someone to check on Zuo's side. Now you rashly go to find him. Not only can you not find out anything, you may be cheated by him."

Zuotang is an old fox.

Yesterday, Lu Zhou handed in the repair file about Xiang Shaozhen's mobile phone. No matter it's call records or chat messages, none of it is related to Zuo Tang.

Even Huo Qixiu had to lament the caution of Zuotang.

So, if the accident is really arranged by him, he may have prepared a pit for deep left jump.

"I know what you said, but now uncle Zheng has been killed! I can't do nothing

Left deep pain, she cried angrily, she felt her whole body shaking, abdominal wound seems to be pulled some, pain is spreading.

"Deep, deep, don't get excited..."

Huo Qixiu put his arms around the woman beside him. He knew that if he really didn't let her do something now, she might collapse.

So he sighed and said, "go, go to Zuoshi!"

When the driver heard this, he started the car and left deep was quiet.

Huo Qixiu took the opportunity to pull the left deep hand, wrapped her clenched fist in the palm, patiently said.

"Deeply, I know you are very angry now, but there is a strong possibility that there will be media around Zuo's side."

"If you go to Zuotang to make a theory, maybe he will be photographed. At that time, he will unite with the media to say that you don't respect your elders and slander people. What can you do?"

Left deep Leng for a while, she just was angry dizzy brain, completely did not think of these.

Huo Qixiu saw his reaction, and continued to comfort him, "deep ah, you see, you have been fighting with Zuo Tang for so long, and it's not bad, right?"

Left deep looking out of the window, tears like a broken line of beads, from the face down.

Memories of the past float through my mind.

Indeed, she fought with Zuo Tang for a long time.

She was silent for a long time. Fang spoke slowly and said in a choking voice, "OK, let's see the situation later."

The car is driving fast on the road. After a while, it stops at the intersection opposite Zuoshi. Zuoshi looks deeply through the window and sees that there are many reporters and media around Zuoshi.

Huo Qixiu's guess is really accurate. The left hall has dug a pit waiting for her.

She looked out of the window, silent for a long time, solemn expression, cold light from the bottom of her eyes, and finally returned to reason, "let's go!"

The car drove fast again and stopped at Huo's house.

Left deep out of the car, then straight back to the room, shut himself in the room.

Huo Xiaoyi and Huo Mianmian were frightened by the scene, and they all pulled Huo Qixiu's hand and asked, "Daddy, Mommy, what's the matter?"

Huo Qixiu frowned tightly, looked at the tightly closed door, sighed softly and said, "mommy has experienced something that makes her sad. You two need to be obedient recently and coax Mommy more. Do you know?"

The two villains listened and quickly nodded their heads like garlic.

Left deeply sitting on the bed, hands ring in front of the chest, holding himself tightly, as if only in this way, she can feel her existence.

In a trance, the mobile phone seems to vibrate a few times.

She powerless to open the phone, but on the screen a familiar name can no longer be familiar - left hall!

She forced down her anger and didn't go to him! He's good, but he's coming!

A cold light flashed through her deep left eyes. She quickly turned on her mobile phone and passed the verification of her friend. After a moment's meditation, her fingers were flying disorderly on the screen, typing a line of words."What do you want? Did you kill uncle Zheng? "

There was a long silence across the screen before two messages came.

"Zheng Xiong's death has nothing to do with me. I know something about your father's death."

"If you really want to know about the cause of your father's death, I can also tell you something."

Zuo Tang's two words can be said to add fuel to the fire, and immediately ignited Zuo's deep anger.

Her whole body trembled with anger, but for the final purpose, her fingers pounded on the keyboard to vent her anger, and calmly sent a message.

"Zuotang, I know that my father's death is related to you. You wait and I will find evidence to make you pay the price?"

"Did you find it?"

The light words of the left hall defeated the reason of the left deeply.

No She worked hard for so long, but still couldn't find direct evidence.

The anger turned into remorse.

Then, the phone vibrated a few times, the other side sent an address.

Zuotang: "I will travel to this island tomorrow. If you want to know the truth, come to me."

"By the way, your father still has some relics with me. If you come to me, I can also consider giving them to you."

"However, you can only come by yourself, and you can't tell Hodgson. If I find out you told him, I will destroy your father's remains!"

Left deep pupil suddenly enlarged, firmly hold the phone, suppress the impulse to rush past, finally see a glimmer..

Later, Zuo deeply frowned. Zuotang was always crafty, which might be another trap.

After thinking for a while, she tentatively sent a line of words, "how do you prove that you have my father's legacy? How do I know if you are lying to me?"

After a while, the mobile phone vibrated and a new message came.

It's a picture. It's some fragmentary things. Those are really my father's relics!