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Chapter 187 The Outsider
Zhu Juanjuan held the receiver, while Ding Huan pretended to be careless and stared at her from the corner of his eye.

She could only change the words that came to her lips abruptly.

"I've written that for a long time, and I forgot what I wrote. It's all trivial things..."

Since she said it was okay, Qin Feng didn't take it seriously.

After a short chat, we hung up the phone.

Zhu Juanjuan who put down the phone thought about the opportunity to meet Qin Feng.

It's not for her own sake, because that crush has already been let go.

More to ask him to help find someone, after all, the second wife of the Gu family has been missing for many years and has not been found.

If you can find it in your lifetime, Qilan will not regret whether it is life or death.

Sergeant Liu and the others are too cunning.He is relatively trustworthy.

Zhu Juanjuan's starting point is good.

The actual situation is that Qin Feng is not as leisurely as she thought.

The internship period is very busy, and I only want to dedicate my spare time to Lin Mi.

He tidied up the room under the lamp, read a book, and didn't go to bed until very late.

Tired during the day, soon fell asleep.

The door opened quietly, and Mrs. Qin, who had been waiting outside for a long time, came in lightly.

She originally wanted to see if the items in the room were seriously damaged.

Inadvertently saw the photo on the table.

The girl is a gentle lady!

It's not the same type as the little girl who made a mess in the afternoon.

"Yo, this is the daughter-in-law Feng'er should be looking for."

While admiring from the bottom of her heart, she took the photo to the living room to show her husband.

Not long after Director Qin came home, he slept in the bureau's office for several days in a row, almost falling asleep when he touched the sofa.

However, this photo made him sleepless all at once.

He had met Zhu Juanjuan before and was impressed, but he never thought that his son would have her photo.

"Director Zhu's daughter. How could her photo be here with Feng'er?"

Older gingers are more spicy.

Director Qin sneaked into his son's bedroom and took away the unrecognizable letter that was thrown in the trash can.

Although most of it has been blurred, there are people in the bureau who are good at document recovery.

A phone call passed, and the police on duty came.

"My lord, this is just an ink stain, which can be repaired."

At dawn, the repaired letter was delivered to Director Qin.

He looked at the letter and smiled more happily than he had won a medal.

The ironclad evidence is like a mountain, it is a love letter.

However, he also heard Mrs. Qin's description of Lin Mi, so he couldn't help being annoyed.

Director Qin has a copy of the Lin family information that Qin Feng found in the bureau.

In all fairness, he didn't want to mess with Major General Lin, nor did he want to be married to the Lin family.

However, this matter is related to his family's interests, and everything can be sidelined.

Isn't there a secret agency under the police station that specializes in assassinations?

If you don't get rid of this little goblin, with your son's temper, he will resist associating with any woman.

Just choose someone who is not likely to arouse suspicion to carry out the task...

In the Gu mansion in the middle of the night, a solitary lamp persistently waits for the dawn.

The eldest wife is not in good health, she guards Xiao Jin during the day, but she has been sleepy since nightfall.

Before going to bed, she called Qijiang to her face and told her some feelings.

"Jiang'er, do you still remember the appearance of the second wife?"

"I have no impression."

"I always feel that this girl is somewhat similar to her."

Qi Jiang was stunned.

"It's not surprising that beautiful women have some common characteristics. But they are two unrelated people..."

When he was 20 years old, except for Zhu Juanjuan and his mother, he really didn't remember the looks of other women.

Out of curiosity, he walked to the bed, wanting to take a closer look at Xiao Jin's appearance.

She was still comatose.

The light eyelashes moved slightly with the breath.

The small lips were a little white due to blood loss.

With a turn, the quilt slipped off her body.

Qijiang was afraid that she would catch a cold and make her condition worse.

"I have a fever during the day, and sweating too much hurts my body. I'll go and pick up the quilt."

Qi Jiang's eyes straightened.

For the first time, he learned to take care of a strange girl.

His hands were shaking from nervousness.

Shaking so much that even the eldest wife on one side couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

He grabbed the quilt with both hands and covered it again, thinking that everything would be fine.

While covering the quilt, his fingers touched a hard object.

Intuition showed that there was something hidden on her body, probably a hidden weapon.

He immediately stopped being nervous, lifted the quilt, and reached in to find the suspicious object.

The eldest lady next to her was startled at first, and then quickly stopped:

"Jiang'er, stop now..."

He handed a complete tool bag to his mother's eyes.

"Mom, here are guns, knives, and darts."

The eldest wife fainted from fright when she saw these gleaming murder tools.

He took a few breaths and helped his mother into the room to settle down.

He never expected that what he worked hard all night and tried his best to save was an unknown killer.

The kind Gu Qijiang shuddered.

When he returned to Xiao Jin's bed, he had an extra dagger in his hand.

She looks weak when she is asleep, but when she wakes up, this weak beauty will kill.

Although he has always regarded himself as a scholar, didn't he also commit suicide during the few days when he accompanied Qilan to Tianjin?

He used to be sad for several days even when the little white rabbit he raised at home died, but now he is faced with a choice.

She fell asleep like this, not knowing what happened.

The knife was in his hand, flashing and flashing.

With just one cut, the heart will be pierced.

With a sound of "dong", the knife in Qijiang's hand stabbed down heavily.

He didn't dare to look back, pushed open the door, and ran desperately in the garden.

All kinds of pain and struggles made him almost suffocate.

Circle after circle, he walked along the winding stone path, wanting to shout but unable to make a sound.

"why me……"

His whole body was on fire, and he seemed to hear the devil laughing wildly.

In the middle of the night, there was snow in the sky.

This is the first snow this winter.The garden is like entering another world.

Qi Jiang staggered onto the stone bridge beside the pavilion.

There are more and more snowflakes covering the bridge, and the feet are getting slippery.

He looked up at the sky, which was gray.

The gun in her hand was small and belonged to her.

He needs to use it now.

Qijiang recalled that he had always been the focus of the whole family during the years he was alive.

My elder brother didn't like to study since he was a child, so my father pinned all his hopes on him.

Everyone else thinks that he is doing well, but only he knows that he is living like a marionette: completely in accordance with the expectations of his family, constantly taking exams, and constantly getting the results that make his father proud...

After finally meeting Zhu Juanjuan, she despises him and finds him boring.

His body gradually became unstable, and he simply sat on the bridge pier, leaning against the railing in a daze.

The pistol was pressed to the temple.

Qi Jiang felt that it was time to bid farewell to this awkward world.

However, the trigger was pulled several times, but there was no response.

It turned out that there was no bullet in Xiaojin's gun.

The smell of gunpowder from the muzzle is fresh.

Last night, she must have had a fight with a bunch of people in order to run out of bullets.

Qi Jiang threw the gun into the pond, and suddenly smiled with tears in his eyes.

He was just doing nothing last night, meddling in his own business, why bother himself...

　good afternoon.Babes, Dragon Boat Festival Ankang.Thank you for your company and encouragement.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)