Mrs. Jones gave me a slight jolt, and when she confirmed that I was indeed weak, she smiled and asked, "This is not like you, why did you die in the middle of the process?" ”

Although she didn't have the slightest hint of her true form, I felt the danger and was approaching me step by step.

I smiled dismally: "I suddenly remembered a proverb in our country, peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic." It's just that I never dreamed that I would die on you. But it's nothing to think about, if you hadn't detoxified me last time, I wouldn't have survived today, speaking of which, this life was given by you, and it is not unjust to return it to you now. ”

I thought that the next thing Mrs. Jones was going to do was to push me away from her, and then triumphantly tell me why she had put me to death.

Now that I am facing death, I don't feel the need to be scared and nervous, but at this moment, I would like to know if the reason why she said it is consistent with Yoko Yamada's inference.

But instead of pushing me, she lay down under me and reached under her pillow and pulled out a pistol.

I was also drunk and slept in her bed for a night, not even noticing a pistol under her pillow. Even so, she opened the magazine, checked the bullets inside, saw that it was full of magazines, and there were no problems, and asked me with some surprise: "Didn't you notice a gun down here?" ”

I smiled wryly, "I'm here to date you, not to investigate you, I haven't touched anything in your house, except for a bowl of noodles in the kitchen in the morning." ”

Mrs. Jones smiled, "Indeed, when I came out of the shower, I looked around the other rooms, and you really didn't go there, not even in all the drawers in the living room." One thing I don't understand, since you're planning to ask for sin, why don't you check around beforehand? ”

"What is there to check, I always believe that the Buddha said, looking back five hundred times in the previous life, in exchange for a passing shoulder in this life. We've both been like this all our lives, so don't we love to die in our last life? If I die at your hands in this life, I am afraid that I owe you in my previous life, so I have no fear or regret. ”

Mrs. Jones looked at me affectionately, gave me a warm kiss, then loaded the magazine into the gun, then pulled the safety of the gun, pointed the muzzle of the gun to my forehead, and said with a smile: "Maybe it's providence?" When Jones tried to kill you, you fought back, killing him in an instant. Now that you're in my hands, I'll just avenge Jones by pulling the trigger gently. ”

I asked, "Don't you want to tell me why you killed me before I die?" ”

Mrs. Jones held the gun against my forehead with one hand, but gently touched my face with the back of the other hand, and reminded me: "Zhang, don't try to detoxify with Neidanjutsu, you should know that I have practiced Neidanjutsu, of course I will prevent you from this trick." The medicine I use is also a combination of Chinese and Western, if you want to distract me and buy yourself time to detoxify, then you will die faster. ”

There is no need for her to remind me, I have already tried it secretly, and the more I use the Neidan technique to detoxify, the toxins seem to be emitted faster, so I have to give up.

"By the way," I laughed, "can you tell me how you poisoned me?" ”

"It's too easy." Mrs. Jones explained, "Because my glass is poison, and yours is the antidote, and I feed you poison, and you feed mine the antidote." ”

I'll go, this is too Nima dog blood, right?

I looked at her in a daze, and I didn't think back for a long time.

She then smiled and said, "Even if your health is good, you can still hold up for a long time without letting the medicinal power attack, if you don't want to run the Inner Dan Technique to do things with me, I'm afraid you haven't induced the medicinal power in your body so quickly." ”

It seems that she dug a big hole for me, and I fell into it completely unconsciously, no wonder they all say that the red face is in trouble, I'm afraid that as long as it's a man, I can't resist the temptation of a beautiful woman, is my life over? If so, I think it should be Yoko Yamada's belly, and the child who has not yet formed has become a spirit baby and came to ask for my life, right?

The problem is that his untimely death really has nothing to do with me!

In any case, when death was near, I did not expect that I would be able to face it so calmly, and it was a lie to say that I was not afraid of death, and I always had a hunch that Mrs. Jones would not want my life.

First of all, she didn't hate me, and she didn't even push me away from her.

Secondly, she doesn't want anything from me, and she doesn't intend to blackmail me into doing anything else, but you somehow don't shoot all the time, how do you think she's actually teasing me.

Of course, maybe this is just wishful thinking on my part, after all, her muzzle is always on my forehead, and the slightest mistake can go off.

I smiled and asked, "When are you going to pull the trigger?" Aren't you tired of holding your hands like this all the time? ”

Mrs. Jones stared at me for a moment, then closed the safe, tossed the gun aside, put her hands around my neck, and said to me, "You can run alchemy, I'll detoxify you." ”

Fainted, what did she want to do? If you're full, do you want me to detoxify and play? Even if she becomes a widow, she won't be so idle, right?

I looked at her inexplicably, she didn't bother to speak, her limbs wrapped around me like vines, and she ran the Neidan technique directly, and after an hour, all the toxins in my body were excreted into her body, and in the process of my gradual regaining consciousness, she went to the bathroom, and when she came back, she looked exhausted again.

Eventually, I was able to roll my body slightly, and when she came back on the court, I hugged her tightly, and in a moment she fell asleep with even breathing. I was also a little tired, and I couldn't disturb her, so I put my arms around her and snored to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and when I looked around me again, Mrs. Jones was long gone, so I quickly got up from the bed and rushed out of the bedroom to see that Mrs. Jones was coming out of the kitchen and putting the prepared Western food on the table in the living room.

Seeing me looking at her in amazement, Mrs. Jones smiled: "Let's take a shower first, the steak is still cooking, and it will be fine soon." ”

She was still wearing a three-point pose, and the curves of her body were unobstructed in front of me, even if there was a pocket around the front, it did not affect her overall beauty at all.

I smiled and nodded, and went into the bathroom to take a shower, and when I came out, Mrs. Jones had already put the steak in front of me, and I had just sat down, and she was about to turn around and sit on the opposite side, and I reached out and pulled her directly into my lap and sat down.

"Baby, what needs to be done is done, but you haven't said what needs to be said?"

"Then let's eat and don't talk about it."

As she spoke, she picked up the glass from which she had poured the wine, took a sip of the wine in her mouth, and fed me to my mouth.

I looked at her with wide eyes: "You don't know that I have a psychological shadow now, and I don't dare at all"

Before I finished speaking, she fed the wine directly to my mouth, and I was fine, and after swallowing it with a grunt, I still kissed her lips.

After a while, she gently pushed my mouth away: "To be honest with you, Yoko Yamada's car accident was completely accidental, neither me nor Miyamoto did it. You're right, I was with Miyamoto yesterday, and she thought I did it, and blamed me for not informing him beforehand. And I really didn't do anything, and I deduced from that he didn't do it either."

"Slow, slow." I interrupted her: "I distinctly remember that you seem to be an Interpol police officer, how did you get involved in their campaign and get so close to Miyamoto?" I have the impression that Interpol does not seem to interfere in the internal affairs of other countries. ”

Mrs. Jones cut off a slice of steak with a cutle, stuffed it into my mouth, chewed another slice herself, and then wiped my mouth with a napkin and then her own.

"Zhang," Mrs. Jones said, "I'm a good Interpol officer, but I'm first and foremost a native of the United States, and Jones's death must be explained to the CIA, so I made an agreement with them that I would take over as the stationmaster of Jones's Far East Station, in exchange for their unscrupulous decision to pursue Jones's death." ”

"What about the other four? How do you explain their deaths to the CIA? ”

Mrs. Jones smiled, "Do you think I'm really going to kill the four of them?" They are all intelligence agents of the Far East Station, and if they are all killed, it can almost be said that the CIA Far East Station will be killed. If something really such a big thing happens, the entire CIA will explode, and it will still be as calm as it is now? ”

Hearing her admit that she didn't kill those four people, the stone in my heart finally fell to the ground, at least proving that she had not deceived me, and it is not difficult to imagine that what she said about taking over as the head of Jones's Far East station in exchange for the CIA's non-prosecution of Jones's death was actually not pursuing me. It seems that in order to ensure my safety, she also fought hard.

I suddenly figured it out, in addition to my handsome appearance, but also because I know Xiao Zhou Tian's Danshu, I am the only one in this world who can enter the Ding Ding double cultivation with her, which can not only meet her needs in that aspect, but also help her improve her skills, prolong her life, and stay young forever.

Of course, if she doesn't tell me this, I will never find out this secret, no matter what her purpose is, the ultimate beneficiary is me after all, as long as I can get her full care, what is my need to worry about what her ultimate purpose is?

If she were to say that all she did for me was for love, I would have told her: I believe!

Then, she took another sip of wine from her glass, and after feeding me to her mouth, she came up with a sentence that made me stunned: "I can tell you that the car accident is actually not worth mentioning at all, if it weren't for Yoko Yamada's child is gone, I'm afraid no one will pay attention to that car accident." Let me tell you this, I'm sure Yoko Yamada deliberately got rid of the child. ”

I looked at her dumbfounded for a long time, and laughed disdainfully: "How is it possible, why?" ”