Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  Chapter 605 Snowflake

  For a whole week, the magician was trapped in the mountains, his mobile phone was out of power, and he was stuck in the car and couldn't get out. He lived only on leaves. Although the truth of the scourge for thousands of years was confirmed, Cui Jiali, who came after Qin Qing followed, didn't have the slightest thought of joking.

   "Send to the hospital, you must keep him, don't leak the news." Qin Qing felt the pulse on the other's wrist, then relieved a little, and ordered him to be sent to the hospital first.

  The person was quickly lying on a stretcher, wrapped in a thick quilt and an oxygen mask, and was sent away. The remaining people began a search to find the real cause of the accident that day.

After a while, Yue Chengzhi walked over in a hurry, "Major General Feng has seen it. Several cars chased the magician here, and then started. Although the traces are erased, the tires can find out the model of the car. The major general is really true. That's a great help."

   is also a soldier, Yue Chengzhi is full of awe for the major general of the sniper camp, which is the first honor of China, and now in his quick analysis of three words, he is even more admired.

"Uncle Yue, I think you want to recognize him as the boss more than me." Qin Qing's sullen face relaxed a bit, and now people are basically fine. She is not good to the brother who has been working hard for a week. Talk sternly again.

  This ridiculous sentence made everyone around him laugh lowly, and the atmosphere suddenly swept away from the dullness and seriousness, and eased a lot.

"Haha, aren't I the same as anyone else? You two don't distinguish each other." Yue Chengzhi scratched his head and replied. I am quite optimistic about handsome men and beautiful women with outstanding looks.

   Hearing the blessing in his words, Qin Qing smiled slightly, feeling a touch of warmth in this cold winter.

Behind   , a subordinate, Da Da Da, hurried forward, and passed a black thing over, "Boss, this is a mobile phone left from a sports car. It is ready to be turned on."

   "Okay, hard work." Qin Qing said, subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick it up, and finally looked down, suddenly a little bit dumbfounded.

Cui Jiali, who was next to   , snorted, "Haha, no wonder I added him to WeChat last time, and he refused to pay attention to me. It turns out that this guy is still a caveman, and he actually uses an old man machine."

That's right, the mobile phone placed in Qin Qing's palm at this time is a flip phone that was eliminated by the market long ago. The body is small and has no patterns. It is hard to imagine that you can see it today when touch screens and face recognition systems are flying all over the sky. Such an old antique, I believe the subordinates just spent a lot of effort to recharge it.

Qin Qing opened the flip and saw that the illuminated screen was very clean. There were only a few contact numbers in the phone address book, not even the name remarks. The last few calls were made to her, and the long list seemed to be there. Expressing his eagerness.

Cui Jiali stretched her neck and glanced, remembering the skinny appearance of the person just now, her eyes were a little sour, and there was no teasing, but she whispered: "I rarely watch him play with his mobile phone, so I probably can’t type. , Otherwise the finger was not injured at the time, so that a message would not be sent to us, and this old man machine does not have a recording function. I think the clues of the murderer can only be known when he wakes up. But this matter, I guess it is still out King of Gamblers..."

  Qin Qing opened the various programs on the phone screen one by one while listening, her brows were always slightly frowned. With such a cautious character of the magician, it is impossible to leave even a trace...wait!

Suddenly, Qin Qing’s fingers stopped in a message trash can and saw the date of the last deleted message in the specially enlarged font of the old man’s phone. Just seven days ago, she opened the short message and caught her eye. It was blank, and when she slid down to the end, she saw a character in the lower right corner.

"Huh? What is this?" Cui Jiali also leaned over at this moment, and her two curving eyebrows were tangled together. "This is the * sign, and the font symbol is meaningless. It is probably a mistake. Bar."

  After watching for a few seconds, Cui Jiali announced to give up, turned her head and went to the cliff.

  No, it won’t be meaningless. Qin Qing vetoed it in her heart, and slowly rubbed her fingertips on the symbol, thinking, at the moment when she was so helpless and even predicting that she was about to die, the only tool left in her hand was not very proficient. What will the magician leave a clue.

   Suddenly, she moved her mind and looked at the * in another line of sight, but the more she looked, the more it looked like a piece...

  "Snowflakes..." Qin Qing loves calligraphy and painting, and is very familiar with the shape and composition of objects, both large and small. When she was not clear in her speech, she used crayons to express her meaning. The magician can't type, and the text message function is almost abandoned, but he leaves such a cryptic and obtrusive message.

  Snowflakes...snow...

  She whispered repeatedly in her heart, and when she reached a certain sound, she breathed suffocated, her heart contracted slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at the tall figure who was walking towards her right in front.

  Fan’s Mansion...Injury treatment...Hurry to escape...Car crashes and deaths...No alibi from beginning to end, there is one other person besides the gambler.

"Is there anything else to find?" Feng Yan walked to her and saw that her lips were a little white from the wind, so he sideways blocked the vents for her, and the indifference faded away when he asked with lowered eyebrows, only shallow and charming. Gentleness.

  Qin Qing subconsciously retracted her fingertips, took the phone back into her pocket, and shook her head softly and said, "No. Feng Yan, what do you think of the one-pillar Optimus used by Qu Xue in the semifinals?"

   Seeing that she looked unobstructed, she raised a column of Qingtian again, and Feng Yan's attention was also diverted.

"She has been with the gambling king for many years, and it should have been specially taught by the gambling king." This incident evoked his memories of his sister Fengyue, which was not very good. Realizing that his tone was a bit blunt, he raised his hand and circled it. After the girl, she gently stroked her broad palms with soothing force, and her magnetic voice said with a low voice: "One pillar is not a unique skill, you all can, don't think too much."

  The last sentence is not only to comfort Qin Qing, but also to calm her own mood.

  Fan Hong’s triumphant expression today almost made him lose control of his anger and ruined the plan.

   "Hmm." Qin Qing nodded in his arms, but frowned firmly. It is suspected that this kind of thing will take root and sprout once it has a seed, and it will grow into a towering tree. Qin Qing originally thought that Yizhu Qingtian was specially learned by Qu Xue for the purpose of Feng Yan, but after the text message just now, she recalled the big screen. With the close-up of the white and delicate fingertips, she only felt a familiar feeling rushing to her heart.

  (End of this chapter)