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Chapter 192 The Cemetery
During the time they stayed in the car, Du Ruoqiao and Jiang Tong chatted a lot about the candidates for the Supreme Procuratorate.

"The interview of the Supreme People's Procuratorate is divided into five steps. The first round is the screening and push of the chief prosecutor, the second round is the candidate's first election speech, the third round is the information public voting, the fourth round is the public review and reporting period, and the second round is the candidate's first election speech. Round five is the second campaign speech."

Du Ruoqiao patiently explained to Jiang Tong the election process for the person in charge of the Supreme Procuratorate.

He wasn't afraid of the first three rounds, and with her strength, she would definitely advance steadily.

But the fourth round is not easy to say.

There is no guarantee that Tan Qi and the others will make small moves on it.

After all, he was given up by the Supreme Procuratorate because of too much pressure from the public.

But this is also normal.

The Supreme People's Procuratorate will not leave such a controversial person as the person in charge.

If you want to blame, you can only blame him for not paying attention back then.

A momentary carelessness was taken advantage of by Tan Qi, causing an irreparable disaster.

To disclose information.

Hearing this, Jiang Tong frowned.

"Teacher, what is the scope of information disclosure?"

"Family background, personal information, graduate school."

But these three items are all things that Jiang Tong must not disclose.

"Teacher, do you really think I can disclose this item through information?" Jiang Tong couldn't help asking.

Du Ruoqiao smiled, "Don't worry, the Chinese People's University Office will definitely communicate with the Supreme Prosecutor in private."

After all, he signed a confidentiality agreement, and he couldn't disclose half a word to outsiders.

So some things can only be communicated privately by the office side.

But the Chinese National People's Congress never restricts the freedom of students.

On the contrary, they are quite supportive of these campaigns, after all, they are the ones with the brightest faces in the end.

Although privately.

But it's better than nothing.

"..."

After another half an hour, the two finally arrived at the cemetery.

This is one of the places in City A where every inch of money is worth every inch of land.

A small area of ​​four square meters costs hundreds of millions of dollars.

I don't know how many times the annual expenditure of ordinary people.

The main reason is that this is a treasure land of geomantic omen.

Spend [-] million to buy prosperity in the family era, although it is indeed a bit superstitious.

But things like feng shui, you can't believe it.

Sometimes it is very effective.

You say he believes it, but there is no scientific basis.

In short, it is very complicated and incredible.

Du Ruoqiao led Jiang Tong around, and finally arrived at the location.

Black and white photos of the woman are printed on the cold tombstone,
"Jinjin, I'm here to see you."

Only at this time did Du Ruoqiao look old, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

Jiang Tong, on the other hand, was staring at the photo in a daze. She always felt that she looked a bit like someone...

But now it's not too late to remember.

Where does it look like...

"Jinjin, this is Xiaotong. She has been my half daughter for so many years, so I want to bring her here to meet you."

Du Ruoqiao's voice interrupted all Jiang Tong's thoughts.

Hearing this, Jiang Tong stepped forward, put the fruit in his hand in front of the tombstone, and said softly, "Master's wife is good."

Of course, no one would answer her, only the voice echoed in place.

The two stood there for a while.

Du Ruoqiao suddenly said blankly, "Actually, Jinjin and I had a child back then."

"But when I rushed back, the child in her stomach had already been dug out."

Such a small child must not survive.

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(End of this chapter)