Seven days later

The "top floor" of Modu Hospital

The weather was overcast, and the sun seemed to have lost its dazzling light, shrouded in a thick fog that hung in the air like a ball.

The handsome man lit a cigarette and put it in his thin lips with his slender middle and forefinger.

The narrow eyes were half-squinted, and the dark eyes were unfathomably ruthless, and they flicked the ashes of the cigarette elegantly......

"This way, please", the door of the rooftop was opened, and Jiang Heng's stereotypical voice was heard not far behind him.

Gao Zhicheng looked at Nangong Jing's tall and slender back, a trace of fear passed through his eyes, and he swallowed his saliva.

Still gritted his teeth and walked to his side, and said respectfully: "Young Master Nangong, I don't know about you...... What are you looking for me? ”

Nangong Jing turned his head and looked at him coldly, and his facial features, which were carefully carved by God, suddenly appeared in front of him, cold and feminine

The black hair is as quiet and mysterious as the dark night, and the deep eyes are shining with cold light, revealing an elusive recklessness and imperiousness, like an endless abyss, unfathomable......

Such a beautiful appearance, this powerful aura, as if he was a natural king, as if the fate of all beings was in his hands, made him unconsciously think of Jian Junxi.

"It's nothing, I just want to hear you talk about it five years ago...... A case you're working on! Nangong Jing dropped the cigarette in his hand, and his shiny black leather shoes stepped on the source of the fire.

Gao Zhicheng's face was pale, he dealt with a lot of cases five years ago, and he was not afraid of any of them, but the case of "Yang Feixue's" family of three who died in a car accident was the last thing he wanted to mention and couldn't mention.

Although he knew in his heart that he was here for this case, he still asked hypocritically: "There were a lot of cases handled five years ago, I don't remember it too clearly, I don't know which case you are asking?" ”

Nangong Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, bursting out with a very dangerous aura, his terrifying gaze was like a Shura from hell, and the cold aura emanating from his body made people shudder.

Gao Zhicheng's back was cold, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, and he lowered his eyes in fear.

"Yang Feixue and their family, why did they have a car accident? What happened before the crash? In Nangong Jing's impatient look, the Yin Owl's gaze was filled with murderous intent, which made his back cold.

"This ...... It's all written on this file......" After Gao Zhicheng finished speaking, he was immediately pressed by the two black-clothed bodyguards backhanded, and went straight to the edge of the top floor.

"Ah...... What are you going to do...... Don't ......" he shouted in horror when he saw that they were about to throw himself off the stairs.

Cold sweat kept pouring out, and looking at the ground only one step away, his legs were weak and his face was pale.

"Say...... I want to hear the truth! Nangong Jing's cold voice sounded in his ears, he closed his eyes in fear, and a layer of fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Swallowed his saliva in fear, it was better for him to die alone than for a family of three to die, after figuring it out, he gritted his teeth and said affirmatively: "I really have nothing to explain to this case, it's ......just like what is written on the case file."

"Heh......" Nangong Jing sneered, his subordinates pulled him and took another step closer, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to open his eyes, and his whole body trembled with fear.

"Back then, the staff related to this case, basically, you were the only one left, otherwise you could explain to me why?"

(End of chapter)