Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

Chapter 343 Gossip (4)
Zhong Xianting put away his laughing expression, stretched out his hand to grab a cigarette, and lit it slowly: "Would you like to see what the identities of the last four are?"

"What's so interesting about dead people? You like it so much. Would you like me to tell Uncle Zhong to transfer you to the incineration room in Cuihua Mountain?" Jiang Muchen said calmly, "Wang Ruofei is really surprising. I don't know if Xu Zhenting knows the news and will won't pass out with joy."

"I'm afraid it won't be possible. They are husband and wife now." Zhong Xianting remembered what he saw in the surveillance that day, and immediately clicked his tongue: "Women are more ruthless than men."

Shen Bei didn't participate in the incident that day, so naturally he didn't know what he was talking about, so he took a cigarette and lit it silently.

Zhong Xianting leaned on the car body, looked around lazily, and suddenly said: "Beibei, you are not too young anymore, when will you treat me to a wedding wine?"

"Finish your drink first." Shen Bei turned his face expressionlessly, with a disgusted tone: "Why are you still the same after returning to China?"

"I don't need to pretend here. When I was in the CIA, I had to change my accent, change my hairstyle, and wear custom-made colored contact lenses every day. I was exhausted." Zhong Xianting seemed to be sighing: "For such a case to be solved, my disguise for several years was in vain. .”

After Jiang Muchen heard this, he choked on him angrily: "Stop pretending to be stupid there, your identity has already aroused suspicion after you bought the satellite. If you don't come back, why don't you wait for me and Leng Ruichen to go all the way to collect your body for you?"

Zhong Xianting was silent for a while, and continued to smoke with a smile on his face.Shen Bei on the side rolled his eyes in disgust.

While chatting, the car of the Kyoto Criminal Police Team had already driven to the foot of the mountain, and the piercing siren kept drumming into the eardrums.The originally silent mountain forest, because of these sounds, has a hint of excitement in a trance.

Jiang Muchen squinted his starry eyes, raised his eyebrows lightly, turned around and told Shen Bei a few words, threw away his cigarette butts, tightened his coat and got into the car, and told Zhong Xianting to get in the car and go to Jiang's house first.

Chasing the car just now made his pants drenched, and he stood outside the car for a long time. When he got in the car and turned on the heater, Jiang Muchen felt his legs itchy slightly, and his eyes darkened a bit.

At noon, everyone gathered in the living room to rest after eating hot pot. Jian Yunshang unexpectedly received a letter from Zhao Zijing's messenger.It contained information on several well-known international spy organizations, as well as a spy contact system that he accidentally obtained when he was selling information.

Unexpectedly, it was this system that allowed Jian Yunshang to intercept Wang Ruofei's assassination order.Seeing that the target was targeting Shen Bei, he immediately thought that Wang Ruogu might have noticed something, put aside what he was doing, and immediately took Zhong Xianting to Xishan.

Now that Shen Bei is fine, it just so happens that there are still some details about Jiang Qianxue's funeral that have not yet been discussed with his aunts, so he has to go back to Jiang's house.

He had already bought the tomb. After Jiang Qianxue moved out of Xishan, there was no specific destination.He stayed in Pingyun Temple for a while before, and was later imprisoned by him in the Xishan Sanatorium. It was not easy to deal with the relics.

According to him, there is no need to clean up anything, it can go as it comes, clean without any dust.It's a pity that the aunts refused to agree, saying that they were worried that he would go down, and they were ridiculed.

Jiang Muchen didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he was also in awe, so he didn't insist.No matter how much you hate, in the end there will only be a handful of loess left, and all the joys and sorrows will eventually be scattered like clouds.

"She actually issued an assassination order against Beibei today. Could it be that she is planning to plant the blame on Song Qingshan once Beibei dies?" Zhong Xianting pondered over and over again, and unconsciously frowned: "It was she who fascinated Xu Zhenting The mind, the awareness of prevention is reduced."

Jiang Muchen's thoughts were interrupted, he thought for a while and said, "She probably didn't expect Yunshang to be able to intercept her instructions through the system given by Zhao Zijing."

Zhong Xianting was dumbfounded.Not to mention him, even Gu Xuzhi did not expect that Jian Yunshang could get acquainted with the system given by Zhao Zijing in such a short period of time.That's good, they can just use this as an opportunity to lure them into fighting.

"Do you want to make a fuss about this matter?" Zhong Xianting looked down at the time on Tianshu, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "There are still 8 hours until the morning of tonight, since Goshawk has already made a move, you can stop if you want to stop." It's not that easy."

"Of course we have to make a fuss." Jiang Muchen looked at him sideways: "Notify Gu Xuzhi immediately, let him contact Zhao Zijing, and release the news of Goshawk and Song Qingshan's internal strife."

"Okay." Zhong Xianting said, and had already entered the information code on the control panel of Tianshu.

While speaking, the car had already driven to the courtyard gate of Jiang's house.Jiang Muchen looked at the rusty gate with indifferent eyes, and suddenly felt a little dazed in his heart.Before he married Jian Yunshang, the gate of Jiang's family had to be painted every other month. Now it has only been half a year, and the courtyard of Jiang's family, which used to be dignified and mysterious, is now empty and desolate.

Not long after, the butler opened the door, and he drove in, feeling dull again.Because of Jiang Qianxue's irresponsibility, this family fell into a mess.Uncle's extramarital affairs were pointed out, and he lived outside in a broken jar.The old lady was paralyzed by illness and had a perverse and domineering temper. The servants at home couldn't bear it, so they almost left.

After Jiang Mushuang had an accident, she didn't want to come back. Jiang Muxue, who was usually a very innocent and lively girl, was silent now.

In the entire Jiang family, no one would have thought that things would develop to this point.Guo Miaohua swallowed her anger for decades, and finally became the head of the family. She was not happy, but in the end she was eager to get rid of it. I am afraid that the feeling in the process was not good.

In just a short distance, thousands of thoughts flooded my mind.Jiang Muchen twitched his lips helplessly, drove the car into the garage, and got out calmly.

As soon as he stepped into the living room, he was greeted by a lingering oppressive atmosphere and the mournful faces of the two aunts.His throat was astringent, and it took him a long time to speak out with difficulty: "Aunt."

"Mu Chen is back?" Aunt Jiang Qianping twitched the corner of her mouth, motioning for him to sit over.

Jiang Muchen glanced back at Zhong Xianting, who followed in, and signaled him to be free, and calmly walked to Auntie's side and sat down.

"I'm going to drink tea in the tea room upstairs. Call me after you finish talking." Zhong Xianting looked up at the people in the living room, and walked upstairs with his laptop.

Jiang Muchen sorted out his emotions, calmly mentioned the arrangements for the funeral, and some miscellaneous little things, and then consulted his aunts for their opinions.

Jiang Qianping exchanged opinions with her younger sister, saying that they had nothing to add, the only thing was that Jiang Muchen could only do it when encoffining.It was not too embarrassing, Jiang Muchen thought about agreeing one by one, and seeing that the time was almost up, he went upstairs to greet Zhong Xianting.

"So fast?" Zhong Xianting raised his head from the laptop screen, seeing his gloomy expression, he swallowed a long string of words on his lips.

(End of this chapter)