The Epic Revenge Chapter 1324: Tracking
Jin Qianyang sat alone in the room, thinking a lot.
He mulled over his recent whereabouts over and over in his mind.
He determined that he had left no flaws.
Unexpectedly, the phone rang.
"What?" The moment he received the call, his mind buzzed, like a cold current blasting through his heart, instantly closing his body and mind.
He's a little breathless.
"Impossible." He gritted his teeth.
The person on the other end of the phone said, "Will you come and see for yourself?"
"Aren't you sure?" Jin Qianyang shouted angrily, "Do you still need me to see it in person? Hurry up and deal with it."
The man muttered and said something.
Jin Qianyang seemed to be persuaded by him, scolded "waste", and hung up the phone.
He picked up his coat and went to the garage.
The driver asked attentively, "Young Master is going out?"
Jin Qianyang looked bad and waved his hand: "You don't need to drive, give me the key."
The driver is on the road.
Jin Qianyang was rushing all the way to a small messy place in the city.
He stopped the car at a distance and walked across the street. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, he chose a small alley to walk.
Small alleys like this, in the early summer season, give off a variety of life breaths, making the pampered young master Jin unbearable.
While pinching his nose, he quickly crossed the eaves with clothes and even diapers, and went deeper.
At this moment, he sensed that someone was following him and turned back suddenly.
No one, just a little mangy dog, looking at him curiously and leaning on his calf, as if wanting to get close to him.
Jin Qianyang was full of disgust, kicked the dog, kicked the puppy against the wall, grunted, and didn't get up for a while.
"It's dirty," he whispered.
When he turned back to continue walking, something touched the skin on the side of his neck.
After a slight sting, the icy fluid is injected into his veins.
Jin Qianyang shouted badly in his heart, and wanted to struggle, but his eyelids were instantly heavy.
In his sight, there are only those dirty houses, dripping clothes under the eaves, and a tall man bending over to pick up the little dirty dog he kicked away.
Before he fell into a coma, he tried to see the man's face clearly, but he never turned his face.
After a long time, Jin Qianyang woke up.
He felt the heat, the surrounding area was scalding like a fire, and the sweat had already soaked him.
Jin Qianyang's vision was blurred by the involuntarily dripping sweat.
He tried to move, but found it difficult to move, his limbs tied to the post.
Si Xingpei ran all day and invited everyone who could be invited.
He booked a private room in Yanhui Building.
The private room is facing the stage downstairs. Occasionally, there will be a few singing women, playing some sad songs, decorating the style of the restaurant.
Si Xingpei booked a private room and also contracted the stage.
"I want this," he said to his boss. "Don't have other guests tomorrow."
The boss is a little embarrassed: "This...there are several private rooms that have been booked in advance. And..."
Moreover, the person who booked the private room was either rich or expensive, and the boss dared not agree to it.
Si Xingpei was wearing a dark gray hat. At this moment, he raised the brim of his hat slightly, his eyes were exposed, and he looked at the boss with a smile instead of a smile: "Let's just say that the commander Ye ordered. You give me the number, and I will call and ask myself."
The boss didn't dare to provoke him.
Si Xingpei did not wear a military uniform today, nor did he carry a gun, but he had a strange temperament, as if he was used to taking life and death, which was terrifying.
In this way, he successfully booked the restaurant he wanted.
After returning home, the backyard banquet was over, the dog was watching the night for the four girls, and there was only a faint scent of sandalwood in the air.
"How?" Si Xingpei asked Gu Qingzhou, "Are you warmer?"
"I'm much better." Gu Qingzhou said.
She also asked Si Xingpei how he was doing.
"Maybe there will be results tomorrow morning." Si Xingpei said, "I don't know yet."
Gu Qingzhou rubbed his temples.
Si Xingpei asked: "Are you tired?"
"Not very tired, just a little sad." Gu Qingzhou said, "I can't sleep."
She hasn't slept well these days.
She wasn't dreaming, but her emotions were inexplicably tense, so she lay down for only a moment before she woke up. Before she woke up, she was not haunted by nightmares.
She, like Cheng Yu, was uneasy.
The heart is uneasy, the soul is hard to keep, and the sleep is very shallow. Gu Qingzhou is a skilled Chinese medicine practitioner. She knows very well where her problems are, but she can't solve them.
Because of any drug, she couldn't calm down.
Si Xingpei saw it and reached out to hug her.
Circling his wife in his arms, Si Xingpei gently kissed her hair: "Tomorrow the dust will settle, trust me."
"I believe." Gu Qingzhou said, "Since I married you, I have trusted you and gave you all my back. Thank you too."
Si Xingpei flicked her forehead: "If you have learned to be numb, who taught you?"
Gu Qingzhou: "..."
Gu Qingzhou, who was immersed in his eyes and ears, touched his forehead very aggrieved, and deeply felt the teacher's self-humility. Nasty to him, but it is easy to come by, where does Gu Qingzhou need to go to learn?
"Sleep for a while." Si Xingpei said.
After all, he covered Gu Qingzhou's eyes with his hands, blocking the light for her.
The two of them didn't go back to the room, but on the sofa in the living room, Gu Qingzhou curled up in her husband's arms.
She fell asleep.
This time, she didn't wake up halfway, but fell asleep until more than five in the morning.
The sound of the phone wakes her up.
When she woke up suddenly, her heartbeat increased, showing that the previous sleep was very deep and stable.
Si Xingpei woke up earlier than her.
He touched her hair lightly: "You sleep for a while, I'll pick it up."
On the phone is the adjutant's voice.
"The teacher's seat has been completed, and Jin Qianyang has made all the moves." The adjutant said, "He strangled the four to death with his own hands."
Gu Qingzhou heard this clearly from the phone in the quiet and cool morning.
She shuddered.
"Call me." She said to Si Xingpei.
Si Xingpei said to the adjutant, "Please explain it to your wife again."
Before the adjutant had time to say yes, the phone was in Gu Qingzhou's hands.
Gu Qingzhou's voice is like the sound of cold water in a cold night: "You start from the beginning."
The adjutant said yes, and told Gu Qingzhou of their overnight trial of Jin Qianyang.
Gu Qingzhou's fingers holding the phone tightly tightened.
Her eyes were instantly as cold as snow: "I see. Don't make a mistake."
Adjutant: "Don't worry ma'am."
The period from the early morning to the morning was difficult for Gu Qingzhou.
She's almost counting the seconds, and she's passing by.
Around ten o'clock, Gu Qingzhou went to Si Ya's mourning hall and put a stick of incense on her.
"Si Ya, I can get you justice today, and I'll bury you tomorrow. It's safe for you to be buried in the ground. Go and reincarnate as soon as possible." Gu Qingzhou muttered. After saying that, she turned around and walked out.