Mr.Fu, your wife stunned the world again

Outside, Bai Ling answered the phone.

"Say."

The sound is very cold and there is no temperature.

"What you ordered has been done." Over the phone, there was a slightly solemn voice.

Bai Ling put her hand in her pocket and frowned. "OK, what should you do!"

"When will you come over? There are still many things you need to decide yourself."

Bai Ling frowned and there was no expression on her face“ I have to do everything. What do you want you to do? "

The other party was silent for a moment. "I'm abrupt."

"I'll come to you after I'm busy."

The window at the entrance of the stairs could see the street. It was getting dark. The yellow street lamp came in behind the transparent window and shone on Bai Ling's face. Her cool face was even more cold.

Bai Ling hung up the phone. Her eyes were cold for a few minutes. It seemed that she had time to find out Ji Mohan's heart.

Jiang Shiyue drank more than a dozen bottles of beer and was a little drunk.

Bai Ling didn't have any appetite, so she continued to eat. A few people went back.

It's night.

The whole world fell into a deep sleep. It was quiet all around. Only the occasional sound of the wind could be heard.

In Mingyuan villa, sleeping Bai Ling suddenly opened her eyes. In the dark, her eyelashes trembled slightly. The moonlight shone in, and her delicate face was surrounded by cold.

Pick up your clothes, put them on and sit up.

After listening for a while, she made sure there was no sound in the villa before she opened the door.

The villa was very dark. Bai Ling took out her mobile phone, turned on the flashlight and went to the study slowly.

The door of the study was unlocked. She twisted the handle and the door opened.

The study is very tidy. The bookshelves on both sides are full of all kinds of books, and there is a black computer on the desk.

There is a safe next to it.

Bai Ling squatted down and checked. The safe has two protections, one is the password and the other is the fingerprint lock.

She thought for a moment and went to the computer.

It's not difficult for her to unlock the safe, but she doesn't know if there is an alarm.

Bai Ling turned on the black computer and pressed the start button. Her white and slender fingers beat on the keyboard quickly.

The code flashed on the computer page, very fast.

Bai Ling first destroyed the alarm system in the computer, looked at the direction of the door, saw no movement, and then continued to look for it.

Fu Chen's computer desktop is very clean, and there is no spare except for several systems' own software.

But she couldn't hide Bai Ling, a hacker expert. She only looked at it about once and found the documents hidden in his computer.

There are not many documents. One is a top secret file.

Bai Ling opened the folder of top secret files, and more than a dozen documents appeared.

At a glance, she saw the document with the heart donation agreement. Her eyes were cold and opened.

Seeing the contents clearly, she suddenly stood up, and there was a hard to hide surprise in her black pupil.

A moment later, she sat down and tightened her fingers holding the mouse, with a cold light in her clear eyes.

Suddenly.

The light in the study is on.

"What are you looking for?" A little cool and thin, a little dull voice sounded.

Fu Chen came in. In the moonlight, his figure was pulled long and clearly defined.

The dark pupil stared at Bai Ling.

He raised his feet and walked slowly towards Bai Ling.

Bai Ling turned around. Her cold eyes were dizzy and stained with a layer of blood. It can be seen from her ups and downs chest. She was in a bad mood at this time.

Suddenly, she stepped up and lifted Fu Chen's collar, like a beast roaring, "give me back his heart!"

Fu Chen frowned and looked down at the contents of the computer. Suddenly, his pupils contracted and his voice trembled. "Do you know Ji Mohan?"

When Ji Mohan died, Bai Ling had not come to Licheng.

And Bai Ling was raised at the nanny's house since childhood and has not contacted Ji's family. How does she know Ji Mohan?

Bai Ling's peerless face was wrapped in anger. Her fingers pulled Fu Chen's collar tightly, and her pupils glowed scarlet, as if to eat people. "You made a car accident, took his heart, and made a fake donation agreement. Do you want to cover up the facts?"

She smiled and smiled coldly, "I'll dig out your heart and bury him!"

Bai Ling's hand suddenly lifted. Almost at the moment Bai Ling raised his hand, Fu Chen noticed that it was wrong. He dodged and stabbed the silver needle into the wall behind him.

Bai Ling didn't fly out the silver needle again. She started to Fu Chen like crazy.

She's completely desperate.

Fu Chen was just dodging, and now he can't hide. Several times back and forth, Bai Ling was at a disadvantage. He pinched Bai Ling's wrist, "listen to me."

Bai Ling's mood was a little irritable. When she lifted her foot, she kicked like Fu Chen's knee. Fu Chen dodged away and said helplessly, "can you take it easy first? He's not dead yet."

Bai Ling's body was stiff, her eyebrows tightened tightly, and her cold eyes looked at him straight. Obviously, she didn't believe his words.

Fu Chen pinched his eyebrows and had a headache. "Sit down first?"

The little girl has a very bad temper.

If she doesn't calm down, I'm afraid he'll have to tear down his house.

Bai Ling was silent for a moment, took back her hand, pulled a chair, crossed her legs, and her anger converged, "said

Fu Chen took a look at her, then opened the safe, took out a paper document from it and gave it to Bai Ling. "You promised to marry me just to check it?"

The heart donation agreement is in duplicate, both of which are here by Fu Chen, and the other one is an electronic version, in order to prevent the loss of the paper version.

Bai Ling glanced at him and didn't speak.

Fu Chen took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took out one, lit it, took a deep breath, spit out a cloud of smoke, and then slowly opened his mouth. "The donation agreement was his autograph, and his heart was not donated to me."

His voice was so flat that he couldn't hear a trace of emotion.

Bai Ling was stunned. Her eyes flashed a cold light. Suddenly, she smiled wantonly. Then she put away her smile. In her eyes, there was a little cold, "impossible!"

"You can do handwriting identification." Fu Chen got up, leaned against the desk, took a cigarette, then turned around and found a document in the folder.

This is a recording.

Fu Chen ordered to play. Ji Mohan's voice was very weak. "I'm Ji Mohan. I know I can't live. I volunteered to donate my heart and authorized Fu Chen to help me complete the follow-up. If my family heard this recording, please don't trace the whereabouts of the heart. It will go to a place where it should go."

This voice is indeed Ji Mohan's, without any adulteration.

Bai Ling's eyelids drooped and didn't speak. Her beautiful face didn't have the indifference just now. Her red lips pursed slightly and couldn't see her mood.

Suddenly, she smiled with a sarcastic smile, "Oh."

She always thought that Ji Mohan's car accident was not an accident. The person who made the accident was powerful and could easily take Ji Mohan's heart away.

To avoid trouble, forged the heart donation agreement.

Now, however, she feels like a fool.

The donation agreement was Ji Mohan's autograph. There was no need to identify it. She also recognized Ji Mohan's handwriting.

There's no need to identify the recording. It's really his voice.