Play Nice

Chapter 442 442: The leader was robbed, Zhao Shouyue was in danger (one more)
"Wrong, I have to call my sister."

Shang Lingling pulled out the tie of his pajamas, tied Jing Zhao's hands, and then stepped on his clean feet, suddenly heavy and light, deliberately hanging him.

She had to listen to him call her sister.

Jing Zhao can only follow her will.

Fortunately, the doors and windows were closed and the cage door was locked. Except for the business leader, who could listen to Xiao Jiuye and admit defeat.

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In the morning, the business leader got up a little late, and it was past Ms. Lu's breakfast time.

Jing Zhao got up first and fry dumplings in the kitchen.

After washing up, Shang Lingling ran out of the bathroom: "You don't have to do my breakfast, I'm too late."

Jing Zhao turned off the fire: "What's wrong?"

"The curator just called me, and the Linjiang Funeral Home received a very badly damaged body. The plastic surgeon over there couldn't repair it, so let me go with Lao Pei."

The cloakroom was in the master bedroom, and Shang Lingling threw the changed pajamas on the carpet.

Jing Zhao picked up the clothes: "I'll take you there."

"You don't need to send it. You still have work in the afternoon. My colleagues and I will take the car of the funeral home." The business leader picked a skirt with a zipper at the back.

Jing Zhao helped her push her hair aside.

There was a red mark on her lower back, and Jing Zhao touched it with his fingers: "Will it hurt?"

"What?" Shang Lingling looked behind the mirror, "No, it doesn't hurt at all."

That was the mark made by Jing Zhao.Sometimes he can't hold back when he is slapped by the business leader, and she has a physique that is easy to leave traces.

He helped her zip up the zipper, lowered his head, and kissed the back of her neck: "call me when you get there."

"it is good."

When Shang Lingling went out, it was 36:[-].

At [-]:[-], Shang Ling was taken to Linjiang Funeral Home.She got out of the car, and the mask-wearing staff handed her a bottle of mineral water.

Shang Lingling took the water: "Thank you."

The high temperature has continued for the past few days, and the body has been rotten when it was sent to the funeral home from the accident site, and it must be repaired as soon as possible.

She called Jing Hui and went to the locker room with the staff here.Decomposed remains can carry bacteria and restorers wear protective clothing.

In the women's locker room, in addition to Shang Lingling, there is another person behind Shang Lingling.She is very tall.With his back to the business collar collar, he had already changed his clothes, but he did not go out.

Shang Lingling put down the half-drinking mineral water bottle, quickly changed into protective clothing, wrapped the mobile phone in a fresh-keeping bag, put it in his pocket, then twisted his hair and put on a hat.

Each locker has a mirror behind the door.

Shang Lingling's mirror reflected the eyes of the man behind the left, with blue pupils.

Shang Lingling closed the cabinet door and turned around quickly, without giving the person time to react, he directly clasped her shoulders and pressed her against the cabinet door.

Shang Lingling tore off her mask, and sure enough, it was a foreign face.

Shang Lingling asked her in a foreign language, "Who sent you here?"

The woman's face was pressed against the mirror, she was not flustered at all, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised.She didn't answer Shang Lingling's words, nor did she resist, she even put her hands on the cabinet door and tapped the cabinet door one by one with her five fingers.

She seems to be waiting.

Shang Lingling rushed to the door and shouted, but there was no one outside. When she turned her head, she suddenly felt dizzy.

There is a problem with the water!

*****
Eleven forty-three.

An ice coffin was carried onto the hearse by four people. Inside the ice coffin lay a deceased person. The deceased's face was covered with paper and white cloth.

The staff in the morgue took off the ID card hanging on the ice coffin and checked it.

"Why do you want to send it back?"

The colleague who handed over said: "The family regrets it and want to keep the spirit at home."

The family member was a tall woman in a black suit, at least 1.7 meters five. She wore sunglasses and lowered her head as she got into the hearse.

After the hearse set off, four cars drove out of the funeral home's parking lot one after another. Just in time, they were seen by Zhao Lang (Zhao Shouyue), who was guarding the funeral home.The models of the four cars are exactly the same, and the glass of the car is one-way visible, and the inside of the car cannot be seen.

Zhao Lang immediately called Shang Lingling, but her phone was turned off.He immediately drove to keep up with the four cars, and at the same time called Lao Pei who was on a business trip with Shang Lingling.

"Hey."

"It's me, Zhao Shouyue?"

The name sounded familiar, but Lao Pei forgot: "Which one is it?"

"The cleaner of the funeral home, Zhao Shouyue." In order to protect the business leaders, Zhao Shouyue worked in Huaxing funeral home.

"Oh, Xiao Zhao." Lao Pei remembered.

Zhao Lang didn't have time to explain, the cars in front were driving very fast, and he followed closely: "I have an urgent matter with the business leader, let her answer the phone."

He wasn't sure if it was Shang Lingling in the hearse. In order not to get in the way of the tiger leaving the mountain, he had to make sure that Shang Lingling was in the funeral home.

Lao Pei said, "Wait a minute."

While waiting, Zhao Lang followed the suspicious vehicle.

Two minutes later, Lao Pei said: "I didn't find the collar, I don't know if I went to the bathroom."

Nine out of ten people are in that hearse.

Zhao Lang hung up Lao Pei's phone and immediately called Jing Zhao: "Little Jiuye, Miss Shang has been kidnapped."

Just as he finished speaking, a sixteen-wheeled truck hit his car directly at the intersection on the left.Then there was a loud bang, and the whole car rolled over.

First rob the business leaders, and then cut off Zhao Lang's protection. Such a plan is premeditated.

The phone dropped under the car seat, and there was still a sound inside.

"sixteen!"

He had changed his name so many times, but Xiao Jiuye still couldn't change the habit of calling him by his real name.

He stretched out his hand to reach for the phone, and blood dripped down his fingers onto the car, his eyelids slowly closed, and his hand dropped.

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　　baby, happy children's day~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)