I've been sitting alone in the room for a long time.

He repeated his recent whereabouts in his mind.

He decided that he had left no flaws.

Unexpectedly, the phone rang.

"What?" The moment he received the call, his mind was buzzing, like a cold current exploding in his heart, which closed his body and mind in an instant.

He's a little out of breath.

"Impossible." He gnashed his teeth.

The person on the other end of the phone said, "come and have a look yourself?"

"Are you not sure?" Jin Qianyang shouted angrily, "do you need me to see it myself? Get rid of it quickly."

The man muttered something.

Jin Qianyang seemed to be persuaded by him, scolded "waste" and hung up the phone.

He picked up his coat and went to the garage.

The driver asked politely, "do you want to go out?"

Jin Qianyang's face was not good. He waved his hand: "you don't have to drive. Give me the key."

The driver said yes.

Jin Qianyang rushed all the way to a dirty little place in the city.

He stopped his car at a distance and walked across the street. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, he chose a small alley.

Such a small alley, in the early summer season, gives off a variety of breath of life, which is unbearable for the well-off Jin Dashao.

Holding his nose, he walked quickly through the eaves with clothes and even diapers and went deeper.

At this point, he was sensitive to someone following him and suddenly turned back.

No one, just a little mangy dog, just looked at him strangely and leaned up his calf, as if he wanted to be close to him.

Jin Qianyang, full of disgust, kicked the dog, kicked the dog against the wall, snorted and didn't get up for a long time.

"It's dirty." He cursed in a low voice.

When he turned back and continued to walk, something touched the skin on the side of his neck.

After a slight tingling, cold liquid was injected into his blood vessels.

Jin Qianyang shouted in his heart. He wanted to struggle, but his eyelids weighed a thousand kilograms for a moment.

In his sight, only those dirty houses, dripping clothes under the eaves, and a tall man bent down to pick up the little dirty dog kicked away by him.

Before he fell into a coma, he tried to see the man's face clearly, but the other party never turned his face.

After a long time, Jin Qianyang woke up.

He felt hot, hot as a fire, and sweat had soaked him.

Jin Qianyang's vision was blurred by the falling sweat.

He wanted to move, but found it difficult to move. His limbs were tied to the post.

The Secretary had been running all day and invited everyone who could be invited.

He booked an elegant room in Yanhui building.

Yajian is facing the stage downstairs. Occasionally, several singing women will play some sad songs to decorate the style of the restaurant.

Si Xingyu booked the elegant room and contracted the stage.

"I'll take this." He said to the boss, "don't receive other guests tomorrow."

The boss was a little embarrassed: "here... Several elegant rooms are booked in advance. And..."

Moreover, the person who has booked the elegant room is either rich or expensive, and the boss dare not promise.

Si Xingpei was wearing a dark gray hat. At the moment, he slightly raised the brim of the hat. His eyes showed and looked at the boss with a smile: "just say ye dujun ordered it. If the other party doesn't understand it, call me and I'll call in person."

The boss dared not provoke him.

Si Xingpei didn't wear a military uniform or carry a gun today, but he has a strange temperament. He seems to be used to life and death, which is frightening.

In this way, he successfully booked the restaurant he wanted.

After returning home, the wedding ceremony in the backyard was over. Gouzi was vigil for Siya. There was only a faint smell of sandalwood in the air.

"How?" The Secretary asked Gu Qingzhou, "is it warmer?"

"I'm much better." Gu Qingzhou road.

She also asked Si Xingpei how he was doing.

"Tomorrow morning, there may be results." Si Xingyu said, "I don't know yet."

Gu Qingzhou rubbed his temples.

The Secretary asked, "are you tired?"

"Not very tired, just a little sad." Gu Qingzhou said, "I can't sleep."

She hasn't slept well these days.

She didn't dream, but the inexplicable tension of her mood made her lie down for only a moment and wake up. She was not haunted by nightmares until she woke up.

Not like Cheng Anxin.

When the heart is disturbed, the soul is difficult to keep, and the sleep is very shallow. Gu Qingzhou is a skilled traditional Chinese medicine. She knows her problems very well, but she can't solve them.

Because no medicine can calm her down.

Si Xingpeng saw it and reached over to hold her.

Put his wife in his arms, and Si Xingyu gently kissed her hair: "the dust will settle tomorrow, trust me."

"I believe it." Gu Qingzhou said, "since I married you, I have trusted you and gave you all my back. Thank you, too."

Si Xingpei bounced on her forehead: "I've learned meat hemp. Who taught you?"

Gu Qingzhou: "

Gu Qingzhou, who was deeply influenced by the teacher, felt wronged and touched his forehead, deeply feeling the teacher's humility. The meat is numb to him, but it's handy. Where do you need to take care of the boat to learn it?

"Get some sleep." Si Xingdao.

After that, he covered Gu Qingzhou's eyes with his hand and blocked the light for her.

They didn't go back to their room. They were on the sofa in the living room. Gu Qingzhou curled up in his husband's arms.

She fell asleep.

She didn't wake up at half past five this morning.

The telephone woke her up.

When she suddenly woke up, her heart beat faster. It can be seen that her previous sleep was very deep and stable.

Si Xingyu woke up earlier than her.

He gently touched her hair: "you sleep a little longer, I'll pick it up."

The voice of the adjutant was on the phone.

"Master, it's done. Jin Qianyang has recruited all the people." The Deputy official said, "he strangled Siya himself."

Gu Qingzhou heard this sentence clearly from the phone in the quiet and cool morning.

She shivered.

"Call me." She spoke to the secretary.

The Secretary said to the Deputy official, "explain it to your wife again."

Before the adjutant could say yes, the phone came to Gu Qingzhou.

The sound of Gu's boat is like the sound of cold water on a cold night: "you start from the beginning."

The Deputy official told Gu Qingzhou their judgment of Jin Qianyang all night.

Gu Qingzhou pinched the finger of the telephone and tightened it hard.

Her eyes were as cold as ice and snow: "I see. Don't make mistakes."

Adjutant: "madam, don't worry."

It's hard for Gu Qingzhou to endure the period from early morning to morning.

She almost counted seconds and got through one by one.

At about ten o'clock, Gu Qingzhou went to Siya's mourning hall and offered her a incense stick.

"Siya, I can seek justice for you today. I'll bury you tomorrow. You'll be safe in the earth. Go to reincarnation early." Gu Qingzhou murmured. Then she turned and went out.