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Mucisi didn't mean much when she heard it. She just stood by politely.

Just then, a phone call saved her. Wen Siqi was still a little worried about her safety and called her in the evening.

In this situation, Quan Jinchen is at the top of the storm, and Mu Xixi is also a woman at the top of the storm.

After she said hello to the two people, she went to one side to answer the phone, and the conversation between them continued.

"What's your plan, song Qiyu?" Quan Jinchen asked

Song Ziting shakes his head. He is still a little uncomfortable in his heart. He has been together as a family for some time.

"I don't have any plans. He is always an outsider. Let him go back where he came from. The Song family is our own, and there is no place for him. "

It's going to end. It's not that he can't have his position, it's that he has gone too far.

"I see."

Quan Jin Chen acted according to the requirements and did not care too much about them.

The topic froze again and remained silent for a while. Song Ziting asked, "well, how can you be assassinated?"

Let's not talk about the justice of other things Quan Jin Chen did, but in order to search for the plane, the fundraising is 100% just, and it is impossible for someone to assassinate him at the fundraising scene.

"It's King's landing. He doesn't want me to raise money."

Song Ziting was even more puzzled and asked, "he will definitely spend money when he wants to find a plane. If you raise money, it is equivalent to giving him money. How can he not think of letting people assassinate you? Does he think he has too much money? "

Quan Jin Chen snorted scornfully and didn't speak. How could Jun Lin City want money.

He did not answer his own words. Song Ziting doubted whether he had said something wrong just now. After careful deliberation, he suddenly realized.

"He didn't want to look for a plane, did he?"

Quan Jin Chen looks like a child in a kindergarten, throwing a teachable expression.

Song Ziting felt humiliated. He was obviously scolding himself for being stupid.

When he was stupid, song asked, "why?"

The light of Quan Jin Chen's admiration darkened and turned into a simple fool.

Song Ziting is also very helpless. If he doesn't say it, he has to think about it. He is not a real fool. After contacting him and watching the news release today, he suddenly realized the whole process.

"He can't have planned it for two scientists? What on earth is he for? "

It's smart, but Jin Chen is willing to do it.

"Those two scientists are missile researchers, and they already have some research results on hand."

The amount of information is too large. Song Ziting opens his mouth slightly and touches his back neck, which is not easy to accept for a while.

"You mean, King's landing wants missiles. It's probably because they didn't give it, and then he lost the plane. What did he take wrong medicine? He did so many things for the missile. Look at the mess outside. Is he crazy? "

"He's not crazy. He knows what he wants. He wants more than missiles. "

Song Ziting responded to what he said, "doesn't he want to fight?"

"What else?"

"Oh," Song Tzu Ting was even more unable to accept, "this dog, when I elected the president at that time, I also voted for him. If I had known that, I would have voted for you."

Quan Jin Chen didn't want to say anything.

"What are you going to do?"

"I don't want to care about anything else. Fighting is absolutely impossible. If only one plane is missing, there will be a scene like this outside, and war will certainly be even worse. "

"I didn't expect you to have such an idea?" Song Ziting clapped him on the shoulder in surprise, "there's nothing wrong with Junlin city. You are a conscientious entrepreneur."

"Everyone has gone to war. Who will help me make money?"

Song Ziting also wanted to praise him a few words, and swallowed it abruptly. This is an entrepreneur who fell into the eyes of money.

"But if you're really just trying to make money, it doesn't matter whether you fight or not. You can also make money in war, even more than you earn now. "

Quan's business scope is too large to be imagined, including the manufacture of gun drugs. However, these companies are abroad, and they are not in the public eye.

"So I'm not just making money."

The Quan family took root and sprouted in a country. From a small sapling, they slowly grew into today's towering tree. This is where they live. He and the whole family want everything to be fine and don't want anyone to break the peace.

Song Zi Ting nodded his head if he realized something.

After he said he wanted to help them get the Song family, Quan Jinchen gave song Ziting a sum of money and left.

Sometimes material comfort is much better than emotional comfort.

Musisi also hung up the phone, now it's late, and they are ready to go back. After all, it's time to go in and have a look, even if it's a glance.Quan Jin Chen takes Mu Xixi into the ward. In order to avoid suspicion, he just takes a look and leaves.

Although only a look, but mucisi also saw the bed.

Song Weiya's whole arm was wrapped up so tightly that he could not see the wound.

She had played with guns before, and even fired at others, but she had never seen what a gunshot wound looked like.

Just as she was thinking about what the gunshot wound looked like, a picture suddenly appeared in her head, which was a memory she had never had.

A bullet hit a man in the thigh and left a deep hole the size of a bowl. She didn't remember what happened, but she remembered the pain from her thigh. That shot, hit is she, or say is Mu Qing son.

Mu Xixi suddenly felt her legs stiff and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Quan Jinchen helped her.

"What's the matter?" Quan Jinchen asked

Some memories suddenly appeared in her head, and she was in a trance, holding Quan Jinchen's hand and walking forward. The other hand unconsciously touched his thigh, the memory is that this place, but now nothing.

Quan Jin Chen noticed her little action. His face darkened. He understood something in his heart. He said faintly: "don't touch it. Mu Qingzi has had an operation. There is no scar there."

As a killer, you can't have too obvious marks on your body. After every injury, muqingzi usually chooses to do scar removal surgery. She suffered a lot of injuries, but there was no trace on her body.

"How do you know what I'm thinking?" Murcie asked. After asking, he felt a little silly. Of course, he could know what he was thinking, and then asked, "that is to say, those I just thought of were real?"