Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 98: Is Jing Zhengwei a good person?

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With a creak, the door of the gynecological clinic was pushed open.

"Minghong!"

Yin Minghong, who was holding his left shoulder, was taken aback for a moment. He saw the heroic girl in a **** shirt and asked in surprise, "Qingmei, aren't you at home, why are you here?"

Mu Qing raised her eyebrows: "I knew that Jing Zhengwei's call for you to go out would definitely not be a good thing. If you are injured, you will definitely not go home to deal with it. Sure enough, I am waiting for you here with Sister Hong!"

Mu Qingmei are brothers and sisters who grew up with Yin Minghong. More than ten years ago, when slavery prevailed and the class struggle between the Chamber of Commerce and the workers was at its most intense, riots and repression occurred one after another, and the broken family There are not a few displaced children like them, almost all of them survive in groups, just like Magnolia and Black Flag.

But they were lucky, they met the cadres who were placed in Xuanzhu County to test the operation at Bai Ye's time. Under the care of White Night Walkers, they successfully learned knowledge and grew up, and they all naturally joined White Night when they grew up.

When Yin Minghong listened to the conversation between Magnolia and the others, a thought suddenly popped up: 'If Magnolia and the others had met Bai Ye, wouldn't everything be different? ’

But Yin Minghong also knows that in the land of silver and blood, their luck is actually a minority, and what they are facing is the reality that most people have to accept.

Different from Yin Minghong, although Mu Qingmei is a girl, her fighting skills are the best among all the boys and girls, and it is not an exaggeration to call her a genius. The organization had hoped that Mu Qingmei would go to Yanjing for further study many times before, but she was unwilling to leave and insisted on staying in Xuanzhu County.

But Bai Ye didn't give Mu Qingmei any position, only asked her to continue to improve her skills and hide her as a 'wang bomb'. Therefore, Mu Qingmei helped Yin Minghong to watch the house when she had nothing to do, and she lived a very leisurely life.

"Of course I have to come to the doctor if I'm injured..."

"I also know how to fight in interior scenes!" Mu Qing said with her eyebrows akimbo: "Although I didn't take the medical officer exam, my level is definitely better than that of the medical officer. Which cat in the house can't be touched by me? Obedient, you lie down and let me...you are seriously injured!?"

When Yin Minghong walked into the bright clinic from the night, Mu Qingmei could see clearly that his black clothes had turned dark red, and his left hand had a big crack, which was still there while they were talking. dripping blood.

Mu Qing's eyebrows suddenly became anxious. She wanted to touch him, but she didn't dare, her hands were vacillating at a loss, as if she was afraid that if he touched him, he would fall apart.

"Calm down, Qingmei, most of the blood on his body is not his." Wen Hong, who was wearing a white coat in the room, yawned lazily and said, "Don't come in yet, put your clothes on. Throw it in the trash, it stinks."

Yin Minghong was a little stunned: "I can still wear this."

"Wear a fart, with so many holes broken, you might as well not wear it if you wear it out. People passing by may pity you, a shirtless beggar, and give you a few bucks. The money you take to make up for it will be enough for you. Buy a new one. Could it be that you want to mend your clothes yourself? Or let Qingmei mend it for you?"

Mu Qing's eyebrows patted her chest, slightly rippling, and said confidently: "I can mend clothes!"

"You use your sewing time to go to the pier to carry a few sandbags, and the money you make is enough to buy a new set of clothes for this little white face!" Wen Hong said angrily: "Take off yourselves and come in and lie down, man. An old dog can't be afraid of this little pain, can he?"

"What a little white face, Minghong looks so dark..." Mu Qingmei mumbled a few words. After seeing Yin Minghong taking off his coat, he 'moved' into the room with a cold sweat on his face, and quickly helped him to lie down on the operating bed. .

Wen Hong turned on the light therapy lamp and put on gloves, glanced at Yin Minghong's injury, and frowned slightly: "There are major wounds on his left arm, chest, and abdomen... Jing Zhengwei doesn't even let men go now? So cruel?"

"It's not... it's all battle wounds."

"It's strange, you can still fight so hard in Xuanzhu County... Do you want to drink Boiling Mian Soup?"

"If I don't drink, I can't sleep now." Yin Minghong took a deep breath and relaxed his muscles: "I haven't sorted out tonight's records... If I forget important information, it will be bad."

"Then hold back." Wen Hong's hands burst into warm light as she rubbed Yin Minghong's wound. Mu Qingmei watched anxiously from the side, but didn't bother them without saying a word.

"Tell me about what happened tonight. If you're dizzy, I can help you record it."

Yin Minghong nodded and explained what happened after he got into Jing Zhengwei's car. Through recollection and narrative, the pain of light therapy also seems to be lessened.

Wen Hong listened very carefully. After Yin Minghong finished speaking, she asked, "So your injury is..."

"The injuries suffered during the battle with Heiqi, Baolong, and Mr. Wu." Yin Minghong said here, just when Wenhong pressed hard, he suddenly took a breath: "Heiqi and Baolong naturally It is very strong, but to my surprise, Mr. Wu, the old guy who is about to sink into the earth, is the most insidious. The Hidden Sword and Foot Knife he suddenly used caused Midelisang and I to be slightly injured."

"What about the fleet?"

"Afterwards, Jing Zhengwei looked at the real ledger and picked out a few crew members who would often 'damage' the goods and beheaded them. The other crew members took back half of their wages, but the fleet will continue to operate, and the crew members still have half a month's pay. After resting, Jing Zhengwei will arrange for a new captain."

"What about the slave trade?"

"Didn't say it, but he probably doesn't plan to continue."

Wen Hong rubbed back Yin Minghong's flesh and blood, and pondered: "Jing Zhengwei's behavior... is very strange."

"Yeah, I think it's weird too." Yin Minghong devoted all his energy to thinking, trying to resist the pain in his body: "Since he just wants to get rid of a few captains instead of destroying the fleet, why does he To punish the crew? He clearly doesn't want to continue the slave trade, so why would he kill the crew who had 'damaged' the cargo? Doesn't he know that this will make the crew separate from him?"

Wen Hong shook her head thoughtfully: "No, you are logical, but in fact those crew members have been bewitched by Hei Qi and others for so long, it is impossible for them to be bought by Jing Zhengwei, unless Jing Zhengwei is willing to continue. Let them make a lot of money in the slave trade."

"Since it is impossible to win over with favors, why not use thunder to deter him? And doing so can also show his determination. Even if he is known by the silver blood later, Jing Zhengwei can easily wash away his relationship."

"However," Wen Hong said, "Jing Zhengwei is still very strange."

"Yeah, it's so strange. I still can't understand why he refused Bai Yulan's suggestion." Yin Minghong said: "Could it be that Jing Zhengwei's 'secret army' has other information, that information Point out that Magnolia, the man or his plans, is not credible?"

He couldn't come to a conclusion after thinking about it, and sighed: "The water in the Jing family is still too deep. I only know that Jing Zhengwei still has such a secret power... We should pay more attention."

Wen Hong nodded: "The water in Jing's house is very deep, and there are many monsters and monsters in it, but everyone can drink its water... Bai Ye's meaning is to let you continue to lurk under Jing Zhengwei's hands."

At this time, Mu Qingmei, who had been listening to the side and couldn't speak, finally couldn't help but said: "Is there a possibility that Jing Zhengwei is actually a good person, and he cannot accept the slave trade morally, so Only then did you reject Magnolia, get rid of the captain, and kill those crew members?"

Wen Hong and Yin Minghong were startled at the same time, and looked at Mu Qingmei with disbelief.

After a while, Wen Hong turned her face to cover her mouth, her shoulders trembled slightly, while Yin Minghong couldn't hold back her mouth, so she laughed so much that her wounds split open:

"Hahaha, Qingmei, you suddenly said something like this, I don't know if you're being sarcastic or really stupid... Hahahahaha, it hurts, I'm cracked!"

Mu Qing sat down angrily and stopped talking. Wen Hong seemed to have stopped her smile and continued to treat Yin Minghong: "By the way, the assassin has already sent a letter."

Yin Minghong was not in the mood to laugh anymore and sighed: "But Yanjing hasn't replied yet..."

"Don't worry, the assassins agreed to meet in three days, and we still have time."

"Three days later?" Yin Minghong was stunned for a moment and frowned: "I thought he was a more impatient person. If the time is set in three days... that means he is not convenient these days."

"I haven't found any sightings of the white-haired man either."

"Normal, how can people like them let others see their characteristics."

"Okay." Wen Hong took a step back and turned off the phototherapy lamp: "Don't move around in the sun for the past two days, and eat less spicy food."

Mu Qingmei asked curiously, "Is there still such a thing as not being able to eat spicy food?"

Wen Hong nodded: "The excretion time is too long after eating spicy food, which may cause the wound to burst... By the way, a newcomer has come to my side recently. Although he has only mastered a little bit of Lingxu's tactics, he is very good at it. Carry out tracking and surveillance tasks in the outer city, and even willing to carry out assassinations, you have tasks you can entrust him to carry out."

"Really!?" Yin Minghong sat up with a happy expression on his face. This is probably the best news he has heard in the past few days. He really lacks a trusted helper.

But he immediately asked in doubt: "I can't be a good helper? Don't other White Nightwalkers have higher priority than me?"

A person like Yin Minghong, who has already been a cadre of the Jing family, has a very low priority in Bai Ye's resource tilt-because it is too difficult for him to go further. After all, even if Jing Zhengwei dies, he will It is impossible to ascend, unless he has a father-son relationship with Jing Zhengwei.

Therefore, the White Night Branch will allocate resources to the bottom White Night Walkers in other chambers of commerce, and strive to bring them closer to the core of power, and then weave a net of heaven and earth hidden under the eyes of the Silver Blood Society, increasing the possibility of subverting the Silver Blood Society. .

Wen Hong shrugged: "This newcomer especially hopes to work under you, and Bai Ye can only respect his wishes."

Yin Minghong was not happy to hear this, but felt strange: "Why? He knows me?"

"He didn't know you before, but he felt that supporting you would serve his purpose."

"His purpose is related to me?" Yin Minghong felt very strange.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside, three long and one short, Wen Hong said with a smile: "As expected, I don't talk about people during the day and don't talk about ghosts at night, just when I mentioned him, he came, let's see you. "

"But his purpose is really related to you, because he and the Jing family... To be precise, he has a grudge against Jing Zhengwei."

Wen Hong went out to open the door, and a moment later brought a young man who was completely hidden under a black cloak.

He bowed slightly and respectfully greeted: "I have seen Mr. 'Thorn', Miss 'Flower'. I am a new operator of Bai Ye, codenamed 'Frostthorn'."

After greeting, Yin Minghong asked directly, "Do you have a grudge against Jing Zhengwei?"

"An undeniable feud."

"Can you talk about it? I'm just asking, it doesn't affect my evaluation of you, if it's inconvenient-"

"There is nothing to hide." The young man took off his hood, revealing a handsome and haggard face: "Ten days ago, I was actually just a servant in Jing Zhengwei's mansion."

"At that time, my name was Rong Yao."

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Early the next morning ~IndoMTL.com~Jing Fu drove out of three cars.

Le Yu sat in the middle car, Li Sang was driving, the co-pilot sat Mi Die, and he and Qing Lan sat in the back seat.

After Le Yu got into the car, she kept sighing and gloomy. Qing Lan, who was drinking coconut milk, couldn't help but approached him and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, are you not happy when you return to Jingyuan today?"

Le Yu glanced at her, not wanting to answer.

In fact, there is no reason for Jing Zhengwei to be unhappy.

But it's different for Leyu——

After all, in Jing Garden, there is a Jing Zhengwei who is a 'father' in name, blood, and even interests.

So annoying, am I going to hand over my first dad today?