Rong qianxia chased song lengge at the elevator door and quickly got into the elevator.

Song lengge's face turned red when he looked at the runner, but his eyes were still sharp, his face was shallow, his neck was high, and he obviously had no intention to speak.

When she got out of the hospital, Rong qianxia trotted with her. She didn't want to be angry with song lengge. She didn't even know what was in the USB drive. She just kept asking song lengge to return the USB drive to herself.

"Song lengge, it's useless for you to take it. Why?"

Rong qianxia was kind enough to remind him, but he sneered and continued: "since it's irrelevant, why are you so nervous."

In a word, Xiao Xia was speechless. Was she nervous.

After getting on the bus, Rong qianxia stopped talking. Since he wants to see it, let's have a good look.

When they got home, they went upstairs with a tacit understanding. At the moment when the USB drive was opened, no one spoke.

Song lengge opened it himself and looked at him sitting on the sofa with a dignified face. There was no resistance and tension. There was a lot less coldness in his eyes.

In fact, even if it is a USB drive that doubts itself, song lengge can accept it as long as it is a fact.

He has always been aboveboard and never done anything sorry for Rong qianxia. Even if it is the order of the army, everything is based on reality. He has nothing to worry about.

Song lengge sat on the sofa not far from Rong qianxia. After glancing at Rong qianxia, he also stared at the screen.

The picture is Su Yun's sleeping room. Rong qianxia had known it for a long time, but she was a little nervous when stimulated by song lengge. Now she is relieved to see the familiar picture.

With the picture freeze frame, the people on the bed are still sleeping and there is no much movement. Time seems to freeze at that moment, and only the time above passes quickly.

After an oolong, song lengge couldn't find a place to put his face, so he frowned and asked her, "what are you doing?"

Rong qianxia still sat there and said expressionless, "don't you want to see it, then take a good look."

Song lengge was completely deceived by Rong qianxia's emotion. Things have happened, and it's useless to explain too much. Song lengge directly closed the computer, stood in front of Rong qianxia again and asked condescensively, "this is your mother's room."

"It's just that my mother is gone. I still have something I miss. What's the matter, song lengge? You have to take care of it."

The emotion that had just been suppressed also surged up again at this time. She was very upset. She looked directly at Song lengge and accused him coldly, "song lengge, you don't know what respect is at all."

Despite the oppression in Song lengge's eyes, Rong qianxia gets up directly, but song lengge pulls her.

Rong qianxia waved with some boredom and said directly, "it's getting late. I want to rest."

Back here, she is unhappy. At least she doesn't want to come back until she has figured it out.

Soon, there was a sound of water flow in the bathroom. Song lengge still stood in place. Rong qianxia's explanation was not unreasonable, but it was obvious that the matter was definitely not as simple as she said.

Rong qianxia came out and smoked almost a cigarette. Rong qianxia was stunned over there. He listened to song lengge's calm face and said, "come here, shallow Xia, let's have a good chat."

"It's too late."

Rong qianxia didn't want to talk to him at all.

Song lengge's eyes suddenly became clear, like a light locked on Rong qianxia's body, raised his voice, and asked coldly, "why, does it make you feel sick to say a word to me now?"

Let shallow summer be silent.

Song lengge didn't care if she couldn't get through, and directly said, "have dinner with Xiao Rui at noon. What did he say to you?"

Rong qianxia's heart was cold, but he also knew that it could not be concealed. After sitting down, he took care of his hair and said slowly, "it's all work."

"Is it really that simple?"

Song lengge obviously didn't believe it. He stretched his legs and changed a comfortable posture. Obviously, the conversation wouldn't end so easily. "In the afternoon, I found the signed documents of Xiao Anze at the time of the accident. One of the documents of Falcon action is missing. It's really a coincidence."

Before, Rong qianxia could keep calm, but now it is obvious that he can't be indifferent to each other.

I have never talked to him about falcon. Besides, I don't talk about the content of my conversation with Xiao Rui. It's even more impossible for Xiao Rui. How does song lengge know.

Song lengge has just read the answer from the expression on her face and said faintly, "you don't have to think about how I know. Just tell me, do you think song lengge's death has something to do with me now?"

Rong qianxia can't deny that since Song lengge already knows, she doesn't have to continue to hide hypocritically. She nodded and said, "song lengge, you're really smart. It seems that the words before you get off the bus are just testing me."

Song lengge didn't deny it, nodded, and then asked her, "since I did it, what are you going to do to me?"

The question stopped Rong qianxia, silent and silent.

Song lengge got up and Rong qianxia stepped back two steps with a serious face.

He scared her. Song lengge felt cold and ironic at the same time.

"Why, you are so worried about me now."

"Do you think I'll kill you when you know about me?"

He spoke slowly, pronouncing each word clearly, as if to challenge her psychological limit. His pace approached slowly. Rong qianxia kept retreating. Obviously, he was extremely nervous, but after listening to him, he calmed down and looked at her calmly.

The body leaned against the cold wall. Rong qianxia didn't feel any discomfort. Song lengge's eyes were close at hand.

He stared at her closely, his eyes were like a smile. It was like looking at a slaughtered lamb, which was played by him at any time.

Rong qianxia is not afraid at all. In other words, life and death are not so important in front of the truth.

"Song lengge, you need to tell me now that you signed the document, right?"

"Yes, it's me."

Song lengge is impressed, but he has never connected Xiao Anze with this matter. Now the time and place are even right with the characters, and there is no suspense.

Rong qianxia's chest seems to be dripping blood. Song lengge's cold and sharp words are like a knife inserted in his chest. However, song lengge is still smiling and curious about her answer.

"Why, now I know who killed Xiao Anze. It's my signature. I gave up you and killed your favorite. There's nothing I want to do."

"Do you hate me so much that you gnash your teeth and want to avenge me, but you fall in love with me again. Is it very painful, huh?"