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She stood there for a long time, but just when Rong Bo thought she would have some orders, she turned and went back to her room. Books.com ( . V o Dt . c o M）

Go back to the bathroom and spit out the toothpaste foam in your mouth and finish brushing your halfway toothbrush. By the end, by the time she wiped her face clean, her whole rhythm had slowed down. People have also returned to their usual calmness and calmness.

After changing her clothes, she re-entered Aunt Jin's room. Sitting dignified on the carved wooden chair she often sits, looking at a mass of quilts with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

If Aunt Jin is arrested, will she be taken to the same place before?

There was the smell of paint, and there was the sound of crying......

Suddenly, a ghostly light flashed in her eyes.

Rong Bo had been following her, waiting for her to ask.

But she didn't ask anything, just let the maid take her phone and ordered everyone to go out.

Calling up the phone number that asked Sheng Dancha last night, she dialed it directly.

The person on the other end seemed to be still asleep, and he picked up the phone sleepily and muttered, "Hey, hello, who's who?" ”

"Jiang Ying?" With the light and faint authentic.

"It's me, you're ......" The woman's delicate voice rose slightly.

"It's really not easy to find you." The corners of his mouth were condensed.

Jiang Ying is Jiang Tianfeng's daughter and Jiang Li's sister.

She was extremely talented in painting since she was a child, and she was not interested in business at all.

It's just that his whereabouts are erratic, and he can go wherever he wants to go with his mood and feelings.

Even the Jiang family couldn't find her, and they didn't know her contact information. Every time, she called home. Without the shackles of mobile phones, she said, this is the only way to be completely free and liberated.

Fortunately, after talking to Aunt Jin yesterday, she asked Sheng Dan to secretly check Jiang Ying's bank card records, and it took a lot of effort to find her.

"Who are you?" Jiang Ying asked again, and there was already a little more vigilance in her voice.

"Shallow."

As soon as the words fell, the woman's eyes widened instantly. Shallow?!

Last night she also called home, and her brother said that her mother was taken away by Sui's Suiqian, and her whereabouts are unknown, and her father was cut off by her.

Is that the shallow one?

Jiang Ying finally relented, her voice was sharp, "Shallow? It's you? How dare you call me? You ......"

"Do you still want your mother?" The voice is very cold.

Jiang Ying choked back when she wanted to scold, she paused for a moment and said hatefully, "You say, what are the conditions!" ”

Born in a wealthy family, although she is not interested in business, she also knows that there is no free lunch in the world, especially when dealing with a black-hearted woman like Sui Qian, if there is no equivalent bargaining chip, she will never take you to play games.

"Do you have a studio, next to a funeral home or a hospital or a crematorium? Give me the address. "Ask casually and to the point.

"How do you know?" Jiang Ying asked in surprise.

"You don't have to worry about that." With the shallow voice did not fluctuate for half a minute, "You just need to know that a place can be exchanged for your mother a big living person." It's enough for you to make a sure profit on this deal. ”

"Phew! Don't pollute me with your filthy values, it's not business! My mom is not a cargo to be exchanged! ”

With the corners of the shallow mouth hooked, are the people of the Jiang family so hypocritical?

"No exchange? Okay, I'm hanging. ”

"Wait! I...... I'm telling you! Jiang Ying gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I'll send you the address on my mobile phone!" ”

……

With a "bang", an iron door was kicked open, and the noise was so loud that it echoed in the corridor for a long time.

"You guys wait outside." With a wave of the smoke and dust in the air, he walked indifferently into the studio.

The dark studio is more than 100 square meters, and there are abandoned easels in the corners. As soon as you enter, the smell of erosion and blood in the air fills your nose.

Accustomed to the darkness, he slowly cast his light gaze towards the large bed in the center.

Sure enough, a man lay on it with a loud bang.

It was Zhao Han.

Her bruised body was not covered by anything, and she lay on the bed in a large shape, her hands and feet chained to the pillars at the four corners of the bed.

Because she had not seen the sun for many days, her face was extremely pale, and Sheng Dan looked at her with a sigh. Although I have imagined it, I still feel terrified when I see it.

Sui Qian indifferently stepped forward and touched her snort, still alive.

She nodded, Sheng Dan stepped forward in disgust and wrapped the quilt around her, and then called in the subordinates who had been prepared long ago who were proficient in lockpicking.

There was a camera not far from the queen bed, which was not turned on at this time. It is estimated that the video should have been shot by this camera.

Walking slowly to the window, there was indeed a faint cry.

She slammed open the curtains, and there was a loud "bang", and the dazzling sunlight shone in, shaking her eyes slightly.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the words "Kyoto Private Hospital" in large numbers.

And this house is directly opposite the morgue of the hospital.

There is nowhere to find when you step on the iron shoes, it turns out that Aunt Jin has been locked up here for so many years.

Sui Qian has passed by here countless times, her grandmother died, her mother died, and later Gu Shaoqing was hospitalized, and she would often enter the hospital through the side door here. Because it's so clean, no one leaves.

But she never thought that in that house less than three meters away from her, there would be her aunt.

And Sui Jin must not have known that she has actually been locked up by Jiang Tianfeng in the realm of the Sui family for so many years. It's ridiculous and sad.

"Shallow, what should I do here?" Sheng Dan had already sent someone to send Zhao Han to the hospital. She shivered as she looked around at the damp room filled with yin air.

"Call the police." Spit out two words lightly.

……

The police stayed to deal with the rest of the matter, collecting blood stains to find evidence, because it was the police who reported it to the police, so no one dared to slack off.

Now in this A city, people with a little relationship know that the most unprovoked person is not Gu Jinghuan, but Gu Jinghuan's woman, Sui Qian.

She didn't know how to treat Jiang Tianfeng, and it spread in private. Everyone is respectful and afraid of Suiqian.

Now that the Public Security Bureau has put up a case of Sui Qian calling the police, from the chief of the public security bureau to the young police officer, no one dares to ignore it.

Because the person who really notified the police was Sheng Dan, she made the record. Sui Qian leisurely took the car back to Suiyuan.

The person in charge of guarding Mrs. Jiang over there also called Sui Qian, saying that Jiang Ying had successfully picked up Mrs. Jiang.

Sure enough, within three minutes, Jiang Ying called her.

Jiang Ying is also a filial child, she traveled to Japan, and when she learned the news, she quickly flew back.

"I picked up my mom. You're pretty honest. There was joy in her voice.

It's nice to look at the backward scenery outside the window, and someone can still see their mother.

"For the sake of you saving Aunt Jin in the first place, I have a word for you. If you want your mom to live, take her out of City A now. You don't want to come back. ”

"Aunt Jin?" Jiang Yinghu asked suspiciously.

"It's the disfigured woman you saved in that studio two years ago." With a light voice.

"Two years ago? Are you looking for the wrong person? I haven't been back to China in the past few years. Jiang Ying said innocently.

As soon as her voice fell, Sui Qian's face changed suddenly.

She withdrew her gaze and stared at the void for a moment, her voice extremely cold.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Jiang Ying said firmly, "You can look at my passport." I really didn't save the woman you said. If, as you said, she broke her face, then I would definitely be impressed. ”

Jiang Ying's sincere tone made Sui Qian's heart sink into the ice cellar completely, she closed her eyes, and then opened them again.

"Thank you for telling me this. But my words are not retracted. As for whether you listen or not, it's up to you. ”

She hung up the phone.

Tell the driver to return to Suiyuan as quickly as possible.

Sui Qian leaned on the back seat, his brain was running rapidly, but the shock in his heart never diminished.

Aunt Jin actually lied to her, deceived her!

What else is she lying about? Or is all she telling lies?

Sui Qian shivered very rarely, she didn't like this feeling! I don't like it very much!

She closed her eyes and recalled every word Aunt Jin had ever said, her injuries were real, and her kneecaps had indeed been violently shattered. Her attitude and her expression are sincere and natural. Even the wound on that face is not fake.

The doctor also said that the face was scratched two years ago. And the scars on her body are all some years.

Zhao Han, she does exist.

What's wrong?

With the shallow heart beating extremely fast, it was as if falling into a huge black whirlpool, sinking deeper and deeper, almost drowning.

She opened the window and took a big breath of fresh air, as if this was the only way she could break free from the swamp.

The car is parked in Suiyuan.

She raced to the pantry, rummaging through her mother's former belongings.

After Sui Yu's death, all her things were thrown away by Ji Lan back then, but Sui Qian took a step ahead of her and collected all those commemorative objects. The ones that Ji Lan threw away later were useless.

It's just that she hasn't touched the box, and she's always kept it in that corner of the storage room, and she goes to see it once a year. Seeing it dusty and even getting old-fashioned, she didn't care.

It's like a sustenance, a thought. As long as it's there, Sui Yu is there. Her mother has always lived in her heart.

She brushed away the cobwebs on it, ignored the dirt staining her fingers, and placed the box on the clean tabletop, she silently thought to herself, the passbook, the passbook must be there.

There was rust around the tin box, and it took her a lot of effort to break it open.

With a "clang", the lid of the box opened. The contents were scattered.

She stared intently at the things. No, nothing.

She poured out all the contents of the box, her eyes red with anxiety, but there was nothing.

There is no passbook at all.

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