Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Jiang Yu just felt his heart contract.

"No, it's not your fault." He paused. "It's me... I saw your dad also left an overseas account to regularly fund Xu Wei. I was very angry. So I met him and accused him. He is irresponsible and never considered for you... so he will only ask to see you the next day..."

Jing Tong burst into tears and gave him a dim eye, but she said nothing but just shook her head.

Jiang Yu took her in her arms and looked up to the warden.

The governor sighed softly and took over a document from the prison guard: "Minister Jiang, Miss Jing, this is Mr. Jing's autopsy report. He died of cyanide poisoning. The prison has been formed for so many years. In a private goods circulation market, some inmates have a very good way to get things in from outside. I guess this is how the cyanide in Mr. Jing's hands came. I haven't had time to investigate the specific situation..."

"Check." Jiang Yu took the autopsy report and spit out the word hard.

The warden nodded: "Okay. If the confirmation is correct, this autopsy report needs Miss Jing to sign as a family member before we can send Mr. Jing to cremation..."

Jing Tong wiped his tears hard: "Where is Dad's suicide note? After I read it... I can sign it..."

The warden nodded: "In my office, you two will follow me."

Jing Tong stood tremblingly under Jiang Yu's help, and then a white cloth covered the scenery from beginning to end. She couldn't help but grab the hand with the landscape hanging far away, and the cold temperature made her stunned.

Jiang Yu caught her wrist, half compelled and persuaded: "Jing Tong, I know you are not willing to give up, but your father died of poisoning... His body can only be cremated. You let go first, OK? "

Jing Tong closed his eyes. After all, he let go of his hands and was taken out by Jiang Yu.

The door of the single room closed behind him, and Jing Tong was in tears.

Farewell, dad...

Sorry, dad...

...

Coming to the warden's office, Jing Tong's mood finally calmed down a little.

However, after they walked in, they found that Mr. Jiang was actually there. He didn't know when he was there. He was reading a letter while wearing reading glasses. It seemed that it might be the far-reaching statement. There is another envelope on the table, sealed by a sealed bag, and no one moves at the moment. Jing Tong saw three big words on the envelope at a glance: To Tong Tong.

That was the suicide note given to her by her father. Apparently the warden hadn't moved, leaving her to tear it down.

Jing Tong's tears are also collapsing, and she can't help but reach out and pick up the suicide note in her arms.

Jiang Yu turned his gaze to the old man, his eyes were already a little angry.

"Grandpa." Jiang Yu's tone is very bad, but he can't stop the old man tough, he can only say, "If you publish this readme, I will also be implicated. Others will say that I intend to cover up the scenery. "

"When Tang Xu attacked you before, he never dared to take Jingyuan Yuan to talk about things, just because he was afraid to bring himself out." Shen Sheng said, "Without this preconceived idea, then as long as we control it properly, we don't It will affect you. Moreover, even if there are really similar remarks, it will not affect the result. After all, Tang Xu cannot turn over."