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Seeing that Ah Fu finally put down the pen, the corners of Xu Zi'an's mouth raised slightly, seeing that a business was about to be completed, and his 50,000 yuan "intermediary fee" could also be successfully pocketed.

Who knew that Ah Fu's full name had not yet been signed, and the hand holding the pen suddenly stopped in mid-air!

He raised his face and cried at Xu Zi'an with tears in his eyes: "Brother Xu, I'm really scared! I had a terrible dream last night, I never woke up after I got on the operating table! Brother Xu, can I stop doing it? You let me go, okay?"

"Ah Fu, what's going on in your head? I didn't want to choose you before I came today, you had to come because you were begging for nothing! Okay, I promised you, and I took you hundreds of miles to Linhai, and now the customers are already lying in the operating room and ready, you tell me that you don't want to do it? You have water in your brains, right? We have to be trustworthy in our conduct and work, and you have to go on this operating table today, and you have to go to this operating table if you don't agree! Understand?" Xu Zi'an's patience was gone, and the stern tone when he spoke was completely different from his usual tone.

"Brother Xu, I know I'm a bastard, I'm sorry for you for doing this! But I beg you, can you let me go? I will remember you for the rest of my life, and I will repay you for being a cow and a horse in my next life." Brother Xu?" Ah Fu knelt in front of Xu Zi'an again, holding his thighs with both hands and begging.

But Ah Fu's kneeling this time did not move Brother Xu at all. He looked at Ah Fu who was kneeling in front of him with an iron face, and coldly dropped a sentence: "The next life is too far away, you better finish what you promised me in this life first!"

Ah Fu saw that begging for mercy was useless, and suddenly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and rushed out! He thought that as long as he could escape from this operating room, Brother Xu would not arrest him in public.

But young people's ideas are still too naïve after all......

Xu Zi'an, the old fox, had long been guarding against Ah Fu's sudden escape, and when he saw Ah Fu get up from the ground and wanted to escape, he immediately took out the electric baton hidden in his trouser pocket and chased after him!

This electric baton, which looks like a flashlight, is now readily available on the market. It's small enough to slip away in your bag and pants pocket. As long as you press a button, you can instantly release tens of thousands of volts of high voltage! You can easily electrify an adult man to the point of being unconscious.

Ah Fu had just run out and hadn't taken three steps when he suddenly felt a powerful electric current hit behind him! He would never have dreamed that Xu Zi'an, who had been with him day and night for more than half a year, would stab himself with an electric baton!

The powerful electric current made Ah Fu's body shake uncontrollably, his hands and feet did not obey the call, his heart was beating rapidly! His whole brain was blank, even his thoughts had stagnated, and he could only feel that the whole world seemed to start spinning......

It's spinning non-stop......

Everything is spinning......

Before Ah Fu finally lost consciousness, he tried to look back, and the last thing he caught glimpse of out of the corner of his eye was Xu Zi'an's expressionless face...... That one is familiar...... And an unfamiliar face......

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Jiang Guotao, who is in Jiangzhou, is idle, standing at the door of the school waiting to pick up his son from school.

He came a little late today, and at this time, the entrance of the school was already crowded with parents who came first, and Jiang Guotao was not happy to join in the excitement again, so he simply came to the side of the newspaper kiosk to find a piece of coolness.

"Boss, come pack cigarettes. Jiang Guotao stood in front of the newsstand, and with his big shoulders and round waist, he immediately occupied the only cool land under the newsstand.

The owner of the newsstand saw Jiang Guotao, who had a dragon claw tattoo faintly visible on his chest, and hurriedly handed the cigarette forward, for fear that he would be half a minute slower and annoy this master again.

Jiang Guotao handed over the money, smoked a newspaper on the newspaper shelf, and glanced at it a few times while smoking to pass the time.

The front page of the newspaper was full of tense international tensions, and the headlines were so evil that they seemed to be a third world war that would break out in a short time. Jiang Guotao didn't care about these national affairs, so he directly flipped to the local news page and looked at it.

One of the big news headlines suddenly caught his eyes - "There is another truth about Grandma Wang's mysterious and tragic death, and the innocent woman is in prison waiting for Zhaoxue!"

This report was written by Lin Kaijun after interviewing Mao Cuihua, except that some of the circumstances involving the case were deleted, and gave a general idea of the cause and effect, and pointed out that Grandma Wang may not have been murdered, and there is a reasonable possibility that she committed suicide.

"Grandma Wang, why do you look so much like my godmother? Jiang Guotao took a cursory look at the introduction of Grandma Wang in the news, how could he be so similar to the mother of his good brother Zheng Shouyin.

Jiang Guotao and Zheng Shouyin are quite iron buddies, Zheng Shouyin's mother treats people generously, and cooks good dishes, she used to often invite Jiang Guotao to come to the house for dinner, and Jiang Guotao simply recognized Zheng Shouyin's mother as a godmother. If you think about it carefully, I haven't been to my godmother for more than half a year.

After sending Jiang Shangfei to Jiangyue Tower, Jiang Guotao drove in the direction of the First People's Hospital, and bought a basket of fruits and carnations on the way.

Coming to the urology ward on the eleventh floor, Jiang Guotao directly pushed open the ward where Grandma Wang used to live.

Although the ward is still the same ward, the person lying on the No. 15 bed is no longer Grandma Wang.

Seeing the sick strange woman on the bed, Jiang Guotao frowned, and a hint of foreboding suddenly flashed in his heart, and he asked the woman sharply, "Who are you? What about the patient who lived in this bed before?"

The reckless Jiang Guotao suddenly appeared, which really frightened all the patients in the room, how could Aunt Wu, who was sleeping on the fifteenth bed, know where the patients before her bed had gone, and she didn't say anything for a long time with her mouth open.

Fortunately, there is an old Sister Deng who has lived in this ward for more than a year, she recognized Jiang Guotao who came to see Grandma Wang several times half a year ago, cleared her throat and asked, "Are you here to find Grandma Wang?"

"That's right, it's Grandma Wang. Which ward did she go to?" Jiang Guotao turned his head to look at Old Sister Deng, with a look of nervousness and expectation.

"Alas~" Old Sister Deng sighed, shook her head weakly, and her dejected appearance made people feel a sinking heart.

Seeing that the old sister Deng shook her head and sighed, Jiang Guotao became even more anxious, stepped forward and asked, "Eldest sister, you have something to say, what happened to my godmother?"

"Grandma Wang...... She's dead......"

The carnation and fruit basket in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the whole person hesitated for a long time, and suddenly cried out in a "whooping" voice!

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place. Jiang Guotao's biological parents died early, and finally recognized a godmother, Jiang Guotao has always treated her as filial as her biological mother. His good brother Zheng Shouyin died in a car accident not long ago, and his mother Wang Grandma was not in good health, but she didn't expect to have time to meet her old man, and she also passed away.

"Eldest sister, my godmother, did she leave peacefully? Who helped her take care of the aftermath?" Jiang Guotao, who was teary-eyed, held Sister Deng's hand and asked one by one.

"Big brother, don't be sad. Grandma Wang...... She ......, "Old Sister Deng faced Grandma Wang, the godson who cried into tears, and it was really a little difficult to tell Grandma Wang's cause of death.

Xiao Xia, who was sitting on the sixteenth bed, knew how to understand these people's sophistication, and when she saw that Aunt Deng had been spitting and spitting, she said more: "Grandma Wang, she fell from the rooftop and fell to her death." ”

"What?" Jiang Guotao glared, and his fierce gaze shot straight at Xiao Xia like two sharp swords!

Jiang Guotao's head began to think quickly, the report in the newspaper just now seemed to have happened to his godmother, the woman who accompanied her on the rooftop must have some conspiracy, she must have killed her godmother!

Old Sister Deng held Jiang Guotao's hand tightly and said, "Big brother, don't embarrass the child. Grandma Wang, she may be a little confused...... You also know that this kind of disease we have is also a burden to our family when we live......"

Jiang Guotao put aside the old Sister Deng's hand, and roared angrily with red eyes: "I can't think of anything! My godmother, she must have been killed! That cheap woman, I must have her to pay for my godmother's life!"

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At this moment, in the No. 2 Detention Center, Mao Cuihua and Guan Xiufen are doing manual labor in the prison where they are being held.

Mao Cuihua and Guan Xiufen sat on the small stool next to the bed, and their busy manual work was to glue these small accessories to the headbands.

There is no willing labor to be found outside the walls of such simple mechanical manual labor, not because it is too difficult, but because it is too simple and does not make much money.

The wholesale price of a sticky headband is only a few cents, and then the cost of materials and transportation is removed, and it is conceivable that the manual cost of sticking such a headband will not exceed a penny. What can you buy for a penny in this society? You can't buy anything.

In fact, the suspect suspected of murder did not need to do this kind of manual work, but Mao Cuihua took the initiative to ask the correctional officer to do such manual work. Not to make money, purely to pass the time.

Within these high walls, time has become much longer, and if you don't find something to do, you will really get sick.

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