Since Yamamori was quarantined, three days have passed.

The days have been relatively quiet in the past three days, except for a few more policemen in the manor, there are no major changes compared to before.

Ansuwa contacted the director several times, but he did not answer the phone, whether it was embarrassment or other reasons.

However, the investigation into the hotel murder seems to have stalled.

According to the original plan, the police should have interrogated Lao Song and Wu Jin in the past two days.

But when the time came, no one mentioned it, as if it had been suddenly forgotten.

Han Ye estimated that it should be an instruction given by the chief of the bureau in order to appease An Suwa's dissatisfaction.

After all, sending the police to raid the manor to arrest Yamamori had already made Ansuwa quite unhappy.

If someone is sent to interrogate Lao Song and Wu Jin again, I am afraid that it will completely anger An Suwa, leading to a strong counterattack by An Suwa.

Even if he was the head of the provincial police chief, the highest official in the provincial police department, he was not willing to bear the wrath of Ansuwa for no reason.

"Our trip to Cambodia is really ill-fated!" Wei Ting lazily lay on the sofa next to Han Ye and basked in the sun, holding a cocktail in her hand, and her slender legs were exposed from under the silk nightgown, which made people reverie.

"But I think you're still listening to it. Han Ye glanced at her and said.

Wei Ting smiled and gently took a sip of wine with her red lips: "That's because I suddenly figured it out." Instead of being anxious about uncontrollable events all the time, it is better to relax and let him go.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and there is always a way to get through it. ”

Han Ye sneered and said, "What if there is really no way out?"

Wei Tingyun said lightly: "Then go home, it's not like I'll starve to death if I can't do this business." Isn't it possible to make money as usual when you go back?"

Han Ye looked at Wei Ting in surprise, and his mouth was a little closed.

Just yesterday, Wei Ting was not like this.

She was upset and irritable about Yamamori's isolation, anxious about the case of Lao Song and Wu Jin, and her eyes often beat with anger that she tried to contain.

Why did Wei Ting become so Buddhist as if she had changed in one night?

So, Han Ye blurted out a sentence that had no emotional intelligence: "You didn't take the wrong medicine, right?"

Sure enough, Wei Ting gave him a disgusted look: "You just took the wrong medicine." How to speak, really.

"And what's your state...... How can there be such a big change?" Han Ye asked in confusion.

Wei Ting said slowly: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I've been anxious and insomnia in the past few days, so I called your master Zhao Banxian last night, and wanted to ask him to help me tell my fortune and transfer or something."

I didn't expect Zhao Banxian to be worthy of Zhao Banxian, even if he was thousands of miles away, he knew everything about the situation here and taught me earnestly.

Tell me to take a step back and open the sky, to relax my mind, not to be too anxious, everything will be okay naturally.

After I listened to it, I suddenly felt enlightened, and the big stone that had been pressing on my heart was finally moved, and the whole person was a lot more relaxed, and I had a rare good night's sleep.

When I return to the capital, I must thank Zhao Banxian. ”

Han Ye opened his mouth, he didn't expect that the old god stick was thousands of miles away, and he could still fool Wei Ting so happily, it was a pity not to be a psychiatrist.

As for what he knows, isn't that what he inadvertently revealed when he was on the phone with the old god stick?

Otherwise, with the ability of the old god, he can know a ghost.

Seeing through it or not piercing it, this is Han Ye's always code of conduct, not to mention that he and the old god stick are still in the same group, so naturally they will not pierce the cowhide of the old god stick.

Besides, he felt that Wei Ting's current state was much better than tensing her nerves all the time.

The two were leisurely enjoying the morning sunshine when the sound of roaring cars came from far and near.

Han Ye looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window and saw a motorcade driving towards the VIP villa area.

It should be the Phnom Penh medical team that has arrived.

"What a battle. Wei Ting sighed.

Han Ye said disapprerovingly, "It's completely enough to send someone to give Shan Sen a physical examination." Is it necessary to come with so many people? It is simply a waste of manpower and material resources, and most importantly, it is a delay in our time. ”

Wei Ting shook her head speechlessly: "For you, curing Shansen's illness is just a gesture, and it's nothing." But for them, the meaning is completely different.

In their opinion, Yamamori is an incurable disease with a very strong contagion.

The fact that such a terminal illness can be cured is equivalent to a miracle from heaven for them, and of course they want to find out. ”

While the two were talking, a team of medical experts emerged from the car and walked into the villa in Quarantine Mountain.