A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

Inside the envelope was a small book the size of a palm, on which were densely recorded, row after row of numbers.Together, it is completely incomprehensible, but since it is installed inside, it cannot be a prank.

And on the title page of the small book, there is also a small USB flash drive.If the guess is correct, the things inside should be related to the dense numbers on the small book, right?

Bo Junchen frowned.

He didn't care what was in the USB flash drive, and he didn't bother to decipher the password on the notebook.

From the beginning to the end, all he cared about was Bao Jinghan.But just now, when he saw the totem on the envelope, he thought of Bao Jinghan almost immediately.Because he knew that the totem on the envelope was the representative of the Assassination Alliance, and because of this, he dared to be sure that this matter had an absolute relationship with Bao Jinghan!

Even if she didn't personally supervise it, it was at her behest.

The management of the assassination alliance has always been extremely strict.

The elites in the alliance have always only obeyed the leader.

That's why the materials that Bao Jinghan has in his hands, and the token that can command everyone, are so coveted.

Could it be because of this that Jing Han is in danger?

As soon as he thought of this question, Bao Junchen couldn't help frowning.

He was really worried about that girl's safety, after all

He turned the envelope in his hand over and over again, but apart from those two things, he didn't see any other problems.

At this moment, a bold man came over curiously.The man was obviously very interested in the things in Bao Junchen's hands, so he reached out to ask for it, and looked it over and over again.Like Bo Junchen, he also opened the book, flipped through it from beginning to end, and became interested, wanting to decipher it.

But other curious people didn't dare to get close to Bo Junchen, but they didn't feel any fear of that man.Seeing him happily playing alone, they all leaned over to have a look.A group of people discussed in a whisper, expressing their opinions and expressing their opinions.Some people even suggested that the half of the envelope that was not stained with blood be soaked in the pool of blood on the ground to see if any words could be conjured, so as to find some clues.

The person in charge of the field control felt that he could no longer control the scene, so he rushed to call the police.

At the same time, an ambulance was called.

And those under him, in this gap, have already found Quan Leng lying in a pool of blood from under the giant chandelier.

Perhaps the target of this conspiracy is Quan Leng.

So, the lamp hit his head impartially, and a ten-centimeter-long bloody gash ran from the corner of his forehead to the root of his ear.The appearance of blood all over the head and face is so hideous and terrifying that it makes people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts!

Damn, this person can't be...

Could it be hanging up?

Putting down the phone, the person in charge tightly held the intercom in his hand, with a pale face, and walked towards the unconscious Quan Leng with trembling steps.

Stepping on the red carpet that was soaked in a lot of blood, he didn't care about anything else, and when he got to the front, he immediately squatted down, stretched out his trembling hand and put it down on Quan Leng's nose.

After confirming that he was still breathing weakly, he was relieved.

"call"

Taking a long breath, the man reached out and patted his chest, then touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and prayed to God silently in his heart.