Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 379 Being dragged back

In the room, Meng Yao sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at the carpet in a daze. Sun Lin's voice sounded again.

"Meng Forensic Doctor, Mr. Lu has already set off from the pier with his own people, and I have already reported to the director to prepare to go to sea."

"What's going on with you now?"

Looking at the closed door and Jia Yan's empty bed, Meng Yao muttered softly, "The second floor is where we live, and the empty rooms are for guests."

"The third floor is the VIP room, where important people and guests with special requirements are received."

"According to my observations, the rooms on the bottom floor and the dining room should be the most critical, and the security personnel on board are not yet clear."

"The only thing that is certain now is that there are guys on the people on board. They should have other businesses here besides the flesh business."

Then Meng Yao asked some scattered questions, and finally heard Sun Lin talk about some private transactions on the cruise ship that Lu Zhixing investigated.

"That's right, they have spent so much time and effort to do so much, it's impossible to really just satisfy the special preferences of some customers."

Thinking of the rooms around the restaurant that she hadn't been close to, Meng Yao was even more convinced that what was hidden inside was the key.

"In short, everything will be discussed after we board the ship tomorrow. During this period, what you have to do is to protect yourself from being exposed, let alone take risks."

Responding lightly, Meng Yao still wanted to say something when he heard footsteps on the deck outside, and the movement was not small.

"someone is coming!"

After saying that, the door of the room was kicked open from the outside, and then two bodyguards walked in, each dragging Jia Yan, whose face was covered in blood.

"What's the matter?" Meng Yao was startled and wanted to go forward to check, but at the last moment she took a step back, pretending to want to go forward but was afraid.

The two bodyguards dragged Jia Yan to the bed and threw her on the bed like a rag, and glanced at Meng Yao when they turned around to leave.

"Look, don't die, or even you will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish."

Meng Yao didn't speak, but nodded in horror with her eyes wide open.

It wasn't until she heard the two walking away that Meng Yao quickly stepped forward to close the wide open door, and then ran to Jia Yan's bed to test her nose first.

Fortunately, still alive!

But thinking about it, if someone died, they would definitely throw her into the sea directly. How could they drag her back to the room and tell themselves not to die.

Looking at Jia Yan's swollen side face and the bloodshot mouth corners of Lao Gao, Meng Yao frowned, then found a clean towel moistened with water and wiped it gently for her.

But no matter how lightly she wiped, Jia Yan, who had already fainted, still frowned, humming softly and subconsciously hiding back.

"It hurts you, me, let me take it easy, take it easy."

Coaxing softly, Meng Yao's subordinates gently and carefully wiped off the blood from the corners of her mouth, then passed a towel through the water and gently placed it on her swollen face.

Meng Yao carefully observed the bump on Jia Yan's face, it seemed that he was slapped by the other party, and there was a little bruise on his forehead as if he had been knocked.

Sighing, she got up and pushed Jia Yan, who was still half on the edge of the bed, onto the bed, then pulled the quilt over her.

Seeing the other party's dizzy and frowning brows, Meng Yao became more curious about the room below.

Obviously I saw her enter one of the rooms when she and Jia Yan were separated in the restaurant before, but how could she be dragged back in this state now.

This is very unusual!
Feeling suspicious, Meng Yao began to think about many possibilities in his heart, the only most likely one was that someone was staying in that room.

That person's rights are obviously higher than Uncle Yuan's, because according to Meng Yao's previous observations.

Even in front of Uncle Yuan, Jia Yan still had some right to speak. Meng Yao felt that it was not just because she was an old man on the boat.

After all, the woman on this boat is simply a servant, not even entitled to human rights, only to be slaughtered.

Therefore, after a round of analysis, Meng Yao felt that if Jia Yan could be beaten into such a person, then his identity was self-evident.

Turning his eyes, Meng Yao glanced at Jia Yan who was still asleep, turned and walked towards the bathroom next to him.

Looking around the small bathroom, Meng Yao turned on the faucet in the sink to wash his hands, lowered his head slightly and opened his lips to say something.

"As I said just now, the important things should be downstairs, and I suspect that the important people are always there."

After a while, the other side quickly replied to her, still saying, "Don't act rashly, everything will wait for tomorrow's rescue to board the ship."

Blinking, Meng Yao turned off the faucet and shook his hand. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jia Yan covering his forehead and raising his hand to knock on the door.

Maybe he didn't expect the other party to open the door, so Jia Yan glanced at her indifferently for a moment.

"Excuse me, people have three urgencies."

Meng Yao turned to let her in, then walked out.

Looking at the closed door, Meng Yao wondered if the other party heard what she just said.

With the tap on, it should be inaudible!

Looking in the direction of the bathroom, Meng Yao sat on the bed hugging the pillow and looked at Jia Yan's bed. The towel she used to rub her face before had been thrown on the cabinet next to her.

Thinking of what happened just now, Meng Yao thought about how to get some clues out of Jia Yan's mouth, and then he heard the other party open the door and come out.

"Yan, sister Yan, your face." Meng Yao carefully observed the other party's expression.

Jia Yan put his long hair up in the bathroom, and the swollen old Gao's face looked even more terrifying, making people unconsciously worried whether it would disfigure his face.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt. A beating for people like us is light. You'll know it after you've seen it."

After hearing what she said, Meng Yao couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, thinking that you can't expect me to order well, what's the point of this kind of thing.

She can't imagine how cruel she must be to gain this kind of insight, unless her brain is broken.

Walking to the edge of the bed and sitting down, Jia Yan raised his hand and touched his swollen face, after thinking for a while, he picked up the towel thrown on the cabinet and gently applied it to his face.

Stretching out a cigarette and holding it in her mouth, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Meng Yao, "Thank you."

Meng Yao opened his eyes and looked at her until the other party shook the towel in his hand at her, "This, thank you!"

"Ah, no, it's fate that we live together, and we should help each other."

Hehe laughed twice, Meng Yao lowered his head in embarrassment when the other party looked at him like an idiot.

"There's nothing to be happy about this kind of fate." Jia Yan sneered and lit a cigarette in his mouth.

Meng Yao put her chin on the pillow and nodded in a muffled voice, "That's right, this kind of fate is really not flattering."

"Sister Yan, why did Uncle Yuan hit you? I saw him being polite to you before, but why now!"

(End of this chapter)