The God-level Scholar of Agent Rebirth

Chapter 567 Too busy to contact him

Obviously this is the result she wanted. When she was in country M, she told him that it was over.

Now he returns the hot water bottle.

She felt lost.

"Xia Ye, what's the matter with you?" Zhong Wenman found that she was absent-minded after sitting down, and thought for a while and said, "Think about others when you see things, or you should throw away the hot water bottle."

Only then did Midsummer Ye look at her.

That look is a bit complicated.

Zhong Wenman was stunned, not understanding what it meant, and simply said: "If you are reluctant to throw it away, I will help you—"

She reached out to grab it, but Midsummer Ye was holding the hot water bottle with one hand, and she couldn't grab it with both hands.

"..." Several big question marks appeared on Zhong Wenman's head.

"This is my stuff, why should I throw it away?" Sheng Xia Ye breathed out, "Eat it, and go to the night market after eating."

Back home that night, Sheng Xiaye searched the Internet for Gu Fengchen's current situation.

In the past two days after returning to China, she has been busy preparing for the performance and the Taekwondo gym. She is planning to do a welfare recruitment in another day, and invite some girls who are small and thin and have no self-protection ability to take Taekwondo classes for free, so that the coach can teach them well. They are self-defense.

I have to be busy with advertising, and I have to study the market.

She is really busy.

I was so busy that I couldn't spare a minute to follow him online.

It was mentioned on Weibo that he and You Qi have gotten very close recently. You Qi created a clothing brand of his own, which has been officially opened a few days ago. I have bought marketing on the Internet, and it can be said that there are a lot of people recently.

Gu Fengchen not only attended her opening ceremony with injuries, but also sent her a flower basket. The rumors about the two of them have spread all over the circle.

She turned over on the bed and opened a video taken at the opening ceremony.

Surrounded by cheers, he stepped onto the stage, and sitting in a wheelchair didn't affect his aura at all. There was no expression on his originally cold and noble face, until You Qi came on stage, a little smile appeared on his lips.

Feeling glaring, Midsummer Ye threw the phone away.

Seeing the hot water bottle next to the bed, she felt a little depressed.

Give this back to her, trying to get rid of her relationship?He believed what she said so easily, didn't he need to question her again?Sure enough, his mind is only suitable for business, not for love.

The phone rang.

Sheng Xiaye pressed the answer button, and what the person on the other end said made her heart tremble.

"Mr. Yan's body has never been claimed. He only has your number stored in his mobile phone. Miss, when is it convenient for you to come over?"

The wind at night was bitterly cold.

Sheng Xiaye hypnotized himself these two days, not only because he wanted to ignore Gu Fengchen, but also because he didn't want to believe the fact that Yan Zhou was dead, but what should come will still come.

"Want to see him again?"

The white sheet covered the corpse, and when it was lifted, it would reveal the bloody scene she had seen in the photo before. The swollen corpse was left for a few days, and although it had been frozen, the putrid smell of the corpse could not be concealed. Wait, Midsummer Ye wanted to feel sick, so he turned his face away, "No, please call me a car to go to the crematorium."

"Okay, girl, can you do it by yourself?"

She nodded.

The crematorium at two o'clock in the morning is undoubtedly the most dark place, and the wind is always bitter and cold, as if carrying the breath of the dead.

The staff pushed the body in and asked her to wait for a while.

The draft seemed to carry all the grievances of the deceased. When it passed by her side, the cold air invaded her body, causing her to shiver.

She couldn't sit still anymore, so she simply got up and went for a walk in the yard.

There are no stars in the sky tonight, and the dark sky wraps people like a dense net.

She looked up, "Master, can you hear me?"

"I shouldn't have let you go to Lincheng alone in the first place, putting you in danger, and on Christmas Eve, I should have called you twice to confirm, so that the police could be dispatched earlier, Maybe the ending can change."

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world.

"Girl, take your friend away." When the staff's voice sounded behind her, Sheng Xiaye looked away and looked down at the ground.

Exhaling a breath to the foreign minister, she smiled.

"After tomorrow, I'll move forward, and I won't hurt the spring and the autumn because of you." She said to Master silently for the last time in her heart, "I will find the murderer who hurt you and avenge you."

Back at school the next day, Sheng Xiaye bought a cup of coffee at the door, and went to settle in Yan Zhou very late yesterday, and it was almost five o'clock when she fell asleep.

"Xia Ye, congratulations."

"God Xia, congratulations!"

Sheng Xiaye was walking on campus, and the classmates recognized her when they passed by, and they didn't forget to congratulate her. At first, she thought she had heard it wrong, but after confirming it, she grabbed one of them and asked, "Congratulations, what?"

"God Xia, don't you know?"

Sheng Xia Ye pulled her lips, "Know... what?"

"You assisted the police in solving a big case this time. The police station specially wrote you a commendation letter and prepared a pennant for you. It is now hanging at the gate of your class X. That thing is so eye-catching! "

"Yes, senior sister, we have eaten a lot of melons on the Internet these two days, but we never thought that you would be the hero behind the scenes."

The classmate gave her a thumbs up, "Strong, really strong!"

The flood of praise made Sheng Xia Ye feel no honor at all, she just felt a little heartbroken that Yan Zhou was the one who did the most, but he was not remembered like Wen Liang.

She returned to class X, looked at the dazzling pennant on the wall, and took it off.

"Xia Ye, well done!"

Director Fang walked over enthusiastically, holding a cup of Americano coffee in his hand, and handed it to Sheng Xia Ye.

She didn't pick it up, "Director, I'm not too thirsty, I just had a drink."

Director Fang clicked his tongue, frowned and said, "I asked you to hold it for me, the laces of my leather shoes are untied."

While pouting his buttocks and fastening the old-fashioned leather shoes, he said: "I didn't expect you to do great things in a muffled voice. No wonder I didn't see you in school a lot during this time. I heard that the program was recorded well and the rankings are very good. This time He also used his own information technology to help the police—”

"I'm sleepy, director, is it ready?"

Before Director Fang finished speaking, Sheng Xiaye interrupted him.

He said oh, straightened up and said it was finished, took the coffee from her hand, and watched her enter the classroom, "Okay, okay, you must have worked hard, you must pay attention to rest."

The classmates in the classroom stared at the door and said quietly, "What's the matter with the old man? I remember that he never drinks coffee, saying that it is a foreign thing and he is not used to drinking it."

"I guess it came from whoring for nothing."

While walking in the corridor, Director Fang realized something was wrong.

"Isn't this just in the morning? You started to feel sleepy before the morning self-study?"

He held up the coffee he had just received for free by scanning the QR code at the school gate, put it to his mouth and sipped it, it was so bitter that he let out another tut from his mouth, followed by a mask of pain.

Pushing open the office door, he was startled.

Someone arrived earlier than him...

(End of this chapter)