However, even if Su Ye deliberately let the three members of the Ye family know their identities and what they wanted to do in Area X, they didn't seem to have any changes in the next arrangements.

It was still Ye Xin who took Su Ye and Mao Xiaowei to walk around in Area X.

After all, even if Su Ye knew the next target, he couldn't find a target location, so he could only think of wandering around in Area X to try his luck.

It's just that there are not many coincidental things in this world, and the three of Su Ye, who have been shopping for a morning, have not been able to meet the slightest sign of Chen Fang Ansheng, and even passers-by don't have the slightest intention of talking about such a person.

At the same time that Su Ye and the three of them were wandering around Kwai Tsing District, although they were in District X, Wan Chai District, which was far away from Kwai Tsing District, was in a luxury mansion that ordinary people could look away even at the door.

A fat woman with instant noodles is holding an old newspaper and reading it in fascination.

In such a highly information-based age, it is indeed a bit unusual for people to still look at paper newspapers.

And on the table next to the fat woman, there was still a hot breakfast, even though it was almost twelve o'clock at noon, and it should be lunchtime.

But the greenery outside the balcony cleverly removes the scorching sun, even at noon, which also creates an atmosphere of just the right amount of sunshine in the villa, no more, no less.

It is also accompanied by a humid natural cool breeze, in such an era when most people are busy running for money, if there is no capital, many people are afraid that they will not have such leisure in their lives Yaxing can understand the charm.

It was just that the maid standing behind the fat woman was surprised and puzzled that the woman in front of her, who was no different from the emperor in this villa, had been staring at the newspaper headlines for a long time, and there was no intention to turn down.

I don't know if I'm reading the newspaper or thinking about the meaning behind what is written in the headlines.

After all, the fat woman was stunned on this page for a long time, and even if the maids didn't stand close, they could see clearly which line of big words on the front line of the newspaper.

Shocked! Ho Chun-yan, former Democratic Party chairman of District X and current legislator, died tragically at the hotel.

And the small print content, either standing and throwing the surrounding leaves, or standing and peeking at the newspaper content, how could those maids miss it?

Even if you can only squint at death, you can only see clearly.

Generally speaking, He Junren has been attacked by gangsters several times before for publicly supporting the people in Area X to pursue freedom of speech, and this time he even lost his life.

And then a large number of texts are generally condemning the perpetrators, but after all, it is a newspaper article, and the level is still leveraged. [#爱奇文学 @*Better Update, Faster]

Twists and turns, a large number of words down, the meaning of condemning a certain murderer is not very heavy, but the heavy one is insinuating and accusing a certain group of murderers.

With the results of the literacy work of this era, I am afraid that as long as you can read and write, you will definitely not be unable to see what is insinuated in the whole article.

I have to praise the person who wrote this whole article from the bottom of my heart, but he still has some talent, but he used it in the wrong place.

And for such a person, I am afraid that there are geniuses who are not welcomed by others after all, let alone only learn so much.

It's just a newspaper headline, photos are indispensable, just an attached photo, it turned out to be a bloody picture shot from multiple directions, but there is no retouching, and the mosaic is not even hit, so it will be directly on the newspaper headlines, how energetic and how energetic.

It can be seen that the murderer's methods are extremely cruel, and he can't bear to look at them directly.

It's just that for He Junren's death, after all, there are still a few happy and a few sad.

And the tragic death of a real traitor is obviously more numerous than those who are indignant.

After all, there is definitely more than a billion joys in that proportion.

And those who are filled with righteous indignation can't say whether it will be enough for a million people.

It's just that the maids who can only stand still have read the contents of the newspaper, and the fat woman still has no intention of turning it, but some maids can't help but slander in their hearts.

And some maids, but a little puzzled, staring at such a bloody photo, how could the fat woman still drink the soy milk on the side with relish.

The sound of the leather shoes tapping on the wooden floor abruptly wore the ears of these maids with different surnames, and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes walking unhurriedly next to the fat woman, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Chen is really rare to have Yaxing invite Li to afternoon tea." ”

Chen Fangansheng slowly put down the newspaper in his hand, squinted at the man in a suit and leather shoes, and said indifferently: "I'm having breakfast here." ”

I saw that the man who claimed to be Li had a stiff face, but it was only a temporary embarrassment that his self-talk was exposed, and he opened his mouth and said, "I don't know what Mrs. Chen is looking for Li to talk about?"

Chen Fang Ansheng did not answer the man's question, but waved his hand and said to the maid behind him: "Take the things down, and find some afternoon tea for Mr. Li." ”

A dry of maids should respond, although the leftovers on the table can be cleaned up at one time one or two early, but these maids have all retreated, which shows that the basic industry ethics are still there.

After leaving with the servants, Chen Fangansheng's face suddenly turned sideways, and with a snap, he slapped the newspaper in his hand on the table, and said quietly: "Li Zhuming, what do you mean by this?"

saw that Li Zhuming smiled indifferently, pulled out a chair and sat down, pretending to be puzzled: "Li still wants to ask, what does Mrs. Chen mean by this." ”

Chen Fangansheng squinted his eyes, and said quietly: "He Junren is dead, you want to use his death to incite public anger, I understand, but what's going on with the photo above?"

Li Zhuming was still puzzled and said: "Mrs. Chen, what is this? This scene is like this, so the newspaper naturally publishes it truthfully, what's so strange?"

Chen Fang'an said quietly: "But for you Li Chuming, it is definitely not difficult to find a corpse similar to He Junren, right?"

Li Zhuming squinted and smiled: "Mrs. Chen is saying that Li shouldn't really want to tell the world about the matter?"

Chen Fang'an was stunned, and after squinting at Li Zhuming on the other side, he said quietly: "It seems that you obviously want the capable person to meddle in these things, right?"

Li Zhuming waved his hand and smiled: "We are all just ordinary people, since the other party has sent capable people, then if we also hurry up to find some capable people as backup, then I am afraid it will be the same fate as He Junren in the newspaper." ”

(End of chapter)