The God-level Scholar of Agent Rebirth

Chapter 560 Master, Are You Painful?

"His head and hands—"

"If you don't have fingerprints, then you're not my master." Sheng Xiaye smiled at the window glass and turned around, "Then continue to check, if you can't find it, I will check it myself later."

Before Jiang Cheng could say anything else, she hung up the phone.

Unable to calm down for a long time, she clicked on the domestic news app and saw the statement about the headless male corpse in the current affairs list. It was the corpse that the nearby fishermen saw when they returned from the sea. The swelling was unsightly.

The photos in the news were covered with thick mosaics, and she searched for the original face of the dead body without giving up.

The moment I saw the photo, the smell of blood came to my face.

Midsummer Ye suddenly turned off the screen of the mobile phone, and his heartbeat hung in his throat in an instant.

Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she couldn't hold back the trembling when she stretched out her other hand. Suddenly, a strong sense of suffocation surged up from the bottom of her heart, and her stomach was overwhelmed. She bowed her waist and fell to the side. under the tree, followed by retching.

I didn't eat much, and I almost vomited my stomach acid.

Seeing her vomit like this, the uncle next to her handed her a newly bought bottle of water, and thoughtfully did not unscrew the lid for her, letting her open it by herself, and at the same time handed her a pack of tissues.

"Aren't you feeling well, girl? I think you don't look well, or I'll help you into the hospital to have a look."

Uncle is very warm-hearted.

Sheng Xiaye took the water and tissues, thanked him, looked back to see his benevolent face, the painful feelings that had been stuck in her chest came rushing in, tears blurred her vision, she walked towards the uncle for two step.

"Don't cry, my girl should be about the same age as you, and I can't see a little girl crying." He looked at Midsummer Ye, very worried, "Are you from Huaguo? If I guessed right, you should be It’s because of the Gu’s group’s fire case, do your family members work there?”

Gu's Group is a Chinese-funded company. Although the branch is in country M, there are many people from China.

The uncle said that he had a friend who was also in the Gu Group, and he survived this time, and he talked a lot. Sheng Xiaye looked at him, but couldn't help but think of Yan Zhou. She thought of the mutilated corpse in the photo just now, It was full of scars, new and old.

"Does it hurt..." she murmured in pain.

The uncle couldn't understand Chinese and looked at her curiously.

Sheng Xia Ye suddenly bent down, squatted by the tree and sobbed, his shoulders were trembling, "Master, does it hurt you if you make it like this?"

The uncle's wife came over, and seeing Sheng Xia Ye holding her arms and crying unreasonably, she glared at her husband angrily, thinking that he had bullied the little girl, but the husband failed to explain, and asked Sheng Xia Ye to clarify for him.

Sheng Xiaye raised her head to look at him, and suddenly burst into tears.

It scared the uncle and his wife enough.

The wife realized that the question was wrong, bent down and patted Sheng Xia Ye's shoulder lightly, and asked her what happened in a relatively poor Chinese language, Sheng Xia Ye didn't answer, and cried very badly.

The reporter who was squatting on the ground eating takeaway next to him also came over when he heard the crying.

Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong.

"Are you Miss Shengxia Yesheng?" He asked the question in English, but Shengxia Ye understood, her eyes were red from crying, she stared at the reporter without saying a word.

The reporter confirmed that she was Midsummer Ye, called his colleagues to come over quickly, and took pictures of her with the camera.

"Are you here to find Mr. Gu? I heard that he died trying to save the employee's daughter. Now the doctors are silent. We don't know any relevant information. You are so close to him, you must know, right?"

Sheng Xiaye's face was slightly cold, and he replied with a hoarse voice, "What do you mean by being spared? Straighten your tongue before you speak, sir!"

"She cried so badly just now, does it mean that Mr. Gu has..."

The reporters who came after hearing the news began to diverge their thinking, and immediately pulled the plot away.

The flashlights flickered desperately at the scene, and they all shot at the midsummer night. It was already night, but suddenly it was as bright as day. The uncle and his wife didn't want to be in the mirror, and they were worried that she would be afraid of facing the camera alone. He took out his scarf and handed it to Xia Ye. You can use this to cover your face if necessary.

"Miss Sheng, tell me, Mr. Gu is no longer around?"

"Mr. Gu's kindness, we will always remember."

"Then what is your identity and why did you fly so far to country M? As the domestic news said, are the two just friends, or does it mean that Ms. Sheng has a different affection for Mr. Gu?"

Midsummer Ye's scarlet eyes turned cold.

Sure enough, creatures like paparazzi reporters have nothing to do with the region. Their existence is an existence that is infinitely close to a cancer. It is basically difficult to hear a good word from them.

Midsummer Ye stepped forward, when the reporter put the microphone in front of her mouth and looked at her full of longing, in front of the other party, she snatched his colleague's video camera, calmly took out the memory card, and snapped it off.

"You...what do you mean?"

"I have nothing to say about my relationship with Gu Fengchen. I would like to warn everyone here that he doesn't care about his future when he does good deeds, but I am different. If you dare to write a word in the news and eat human blood, I will ignore everything. Afterwards, I will fight with you to the end."

She stood on the flower bed with a cold face, and raised her voice, "If you don't want to change your name or sit down, I am a Midsummer Night from Huaguo."

The flash flicked desperately.

There is no doubt that she will be on the news tomorrow, and with her aggressive posture at the moment, she can occupy at least one-third of the page.

Not far away, several high-level executives of the Gu Group appeared, and the reporters hurried over to interview, forgetting Sheng Xia Ye again. She forced herself to calm down, and when she recovered, she saw the scarf on the side. I didn't see the couple just now.

The phone rang again.

This time it was a domestic number again, but it was a landline.

Sheng Xia Ye took a deep breath and pressed the answer button, and a younger female voice came from the other end, "Excuse me, is this Miss Sheng Xia Yesheng?"

Midsummer Ye hummed.

"This is a hospital, and I called you because of a last resort." The nurse's voice trembled, "Chu Tianjiao saw the news on the Internet and learned that Mr. Gu Fengchen was murdered and wanted to die. The doctor finally stopped her , and now she is starting to self-mutilate crazily again, clamoring that if we don't contact you, she will kill everyone in our entire hospital, she is really crazy!"

Sheng Xiaye frowned, and said in a calm voice, "You give her the phone instead."

There was a muffled sound from the other end, accompanied by the nurse's scream, Sheng Xiaye guessed that Chu Tianjiao pushed the nurse away in madness, followed by Chu Tianjiao's crazy roar came from the receiver——

"Midsummer night, how many times have I said that there is a curse on Gu Fengchen, he can't like anyone except him, otherwise he will die, and the person he likes will die too, why no one believes it! Why not People believe me!"

(End of this chapter)