Chapter 29 also smells of friction

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For the only remaining granddaughter, the only relative, and the real boss of Gu Yuezhai, Zhang Li Lanfang is naturally as if she is the meat of her heart, and she is extremely nervous.

Zhang Xuanrui has been a smart director since she was a child, and she also knows the general situation, and she will never disappear for a day and a night without explanation.

Zhang Li Lanfang stayed awake all night, and she was extremely tired. She held the phone in one hand and never let go, while in the other hand she kept counting the jade beads on the chain of Buddhist beads.

Shi Shijie returned shortly after.

Shi Shijie counted him, his father, and grandfather, before the founding of the country, were already serving in Mrs. Zhang's family - not the Zhang family she married into, but when the old lady was still a young lady of the Li family.

"Madam, I'm sorry, I still haven't found any news of the eldest lady. ”

Shi Shijie looked at Zhang Li Lanfang, who was still able to maintain his composure, took a deep breath and said, "But we found Miss's car, but it was parked in the parking lot of a shopping mall." Later, I checked the surveillance of the mall, and the lady never picked up the car...... It is possible that he disappeared in the mall. According to Miss Miss's temperament, there is no possibility of joking at this time. I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's kidnapping. It's just that if it was a kidnapping, I haven't received any communication from the gangsters now......"

Zhang Li Lanfang suddenly opened her eyes at this time.

This lady has been reciting Buddhist scriptures and eating fast food for decades, and she has long lost the smell of gunsmoke back then, but Shi Shijie saw a cold light from Mrs. Shijie's seriousness at this moment.

"I was an orphan and a widow who withdrew from the capital, and I ...... for decades Now I have finally raised a child...... Really, I'm a widow and a bully, isn't it?

Zhang Li Lanfang stood up suddenly, angry, and said angrily: "Even if I am just an old woman, I am not dead yet!"

"Madam, calm down. ”

"I will. Zhang Li Lanfang took a deep breath, "I'm messy, it's only going to get worse." Shijie, until you find Miss in the past two days, you will temporarily take care of the things in the store, everything is normal, ask outside, even if Miss is not feeling well for the past two days, rest at home. ”

Shi Shijie nodded, and said, "Madam, the old lady of the Zhong family still lives here, can we ask him for assistance?"

Zhang Li Lanfang snorted coldly and said, "Before that time, no matter how long that dead old ghost whip is, it hasn't reached this place yet." It's still uncertain, so you let people continue to look for it while you wait and see what happens. ”

"Okay!" Shi Shijie nodded and hurriedly retreated.

Zhang Li Lanfang sat down slowly on the table, her hands resting on her forehead, closing her eyes, but her shoulders trembled slightly, "Rui'er, Rui'er......"

Are you crying?

Black Soul 9 knew that this old woman was long gone, and that the old woman was screaming in her heart—he had always been here.

Many days ago, it was already here, silently watching. Reason told him that he needed to develop new business for the club, but he was unwilling to do so.

Seeing that Zhang Li Lanfang suddenly sobbed, Black Soul 9 subconsciously took two steps forward and reached out to touch ...... But in the end, it stopped in mid-air.

"Why...... I, would I be so uncomfortable?"

Black Soul 9's eyes became more and more dazed.

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After Youye went out, Luo Qiu came to the professor's villa again, to the hidden basement.

This stay is a few hours before you know it.

He was looking at several maps from different eras that had been pinned to the wall. From rough to fine, but no matter which one it is, it is all in the same place, marked.

"Noyan Ula Mountain. ”

In fact, the few books that were originally placed on the table and turned over regularly were also about the mountain, as well as the nearby terrain.

Luo Qiu sat on an old leather chair in front of the patchwork table, and from here, he could just see the model on the sand table. Looking at everything here, I felt that the chair had actually sunk a lot of cushions, and the floor under the table was worn out.

Fingers ran over the edge of the drawer, looking at the brown that had already dried on the drawer...... Boss Luo seemed to see an old man who had worked hard in this place.

There is something that has always supported him.

Outside the door in front of me, there was a creaking sound, the sound of stepping on the wooden staircase. Boss Luo's feeling is getting more and more accurate...... The person who was going down the stairs was Qin Chuyu.

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He didn't choose to leave, his intuition told him that Qin Chuyu might have come to this place earlier than himself. The woman who used to watch silently by the window not long ago is probably not just Professor Qin Fang's adopted daughter.

Finally, Qin Chuyu, who was wearing a white slim dress, appeared at the door.

You can't describe this woman as noble or ethereal, because she seems to exist with these definitions. To put it more simply, in addition to the appearance, it is probably the best interpretation of the speech of 'mainly looking at temperament'.

She is Yu Sanniang's life, she has loved and despaired, and the "High Jade Emperor Heart Seal Sutra" is thus a stage of consummation. What happened to her afterwards is obviously impossible to know.

But I'm afraid it's a little more complicated than simply living for 500 years.

Since there is speculation that the other party may have seen the content of the surveillance video earlier than himself, Luo Qiu does not intend to remain silent, wait for the other party to speak, and only then can he speak discretionally.

Boss Luo took the initiative to speak: "Miss Qin...... It's still Yu Sanniang. ”

As if he was not surprised by such a question, or maybe it was just joy and anger, the person in front of him said indifferently: "You are really not an ordinary person." ”

Luo Qiu stood up, perhaps because he had been a club owner for some time, or maybe he just felt that it was a little rude to sit and talk to others.

He pointed to the corpse that had been left on the basement floor, "Miss Qin knows who this is?"

Qin Chuyu said: "A rooster and dog thief who has learned some side ways and done unrighteous things is not a pity to die. ”

Seeing the strangeness of this basement and the suspicion of the professor's true identity, Qin Chuyu's answer also confirmed Luo Qiu's thoughts very well.

"The professor is gone, and Miss Qin doesn't seem to be too worried. Luo Qiu said suddenly.

Qin Chuyu said indifferently at this time: "That man, just to do something that can make his heart feel better, and there is nothing to worry about." He's just a poor guy who has been tormented by remorse for decades, and he doesn't hurt anyone. As for Zhang Xuanrui, he will naturally come back when the matter is over. So what should I worry about. ”

"The man?" Luo Qiu sensitively grasped the hint of incongruity in the title.

Qin Chuyu glanced at Luo Qiu indifferently: "Who are you?"

Two different issues, between a man and a woman, also have some taste of friction.

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Flights, Ulaanbaatar.

There are one-metre suitcases in the baggage compartment of the plane...... In the box, Zhang Xuanrui's body was curled up, asleep, and her face was wearing a respirator.

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PS1: This is God's embarrassment...... I seem to have seen a lot of scolding people in the book review section. But what can be done?

PS2: Here's the thing, last night, the author of this book, with a nervous heart, said that the 5th was put on the shelves...... And then today it was determined that it was the number 1 on the shelf.

PS3: What happened in the middle, I won't show it here...... After all, there is no author who would die like this, first said that he postponed the shelf, but then changed back to this kind of thing of cattling + teasing + hurting readers...... The author and I are also confused, as if I have seen the scene of a violent death, so beautiful, I really dare not look at it.

PS4: Let me comfort myself and say, 'I think I said last night in PS, if there were no accidents, this book should be on the 5th'?

PS5: I'm sure I'm on the shelves. So I had to change the rhythm. Today, counting one update during the day, four chapters will be updated. Tomorrow, Saturday, there will be four or five chapters, and on Sunday it will be three. That's all I can do as compensation. Therefore, to what extent it can explode on the day it is put on the shelves, it can only be left to fate.

PS6: Recently, PS has been posted less, and the soul of PS has been suppressed for too long and needs to break out...... Of course, after it is put on the shelves, PS can't be used casually. So the meaning of the existence of PS this time is...... Before 12 o'clock in the evening, there are two more watches. In the end, please not be killed.