Proud Wife Comes To My Arms

Frank's recollection

he was trapped by Lin Yao. He knew all the things he found in the past two days, even more than he did.

After this thought flashed through his mind, Zheng Jun asked. He looked at Lin Yao without saying a word. He did not expect that Lin Yao was holding so much information.

"A trap? I've just collected pieces of information. "

Zheng Jun spoke calmly, in a tone that sounded like a mockery.

"You have more pieces than I have worked hard to find. You have great ability."

Lin Yao gave a wry smile. "It's not easy to find these materials. I'm lucky to find

. I didn't tell you in advance that it was my fault, but I have my own reasons. Frank is not an ordinary person, but if we let him know a little bit of news, I'm afraid neither of us will come to a good end now. I'm afraid it's a bit too much to say that it's a trap. "

Zheng Jun stood in the same place and did not move. There was no gap on his face and he did not retort. He stood for a long time, but Lin Yao didn't make a sound. After a while, he sighed slightly and continued to eat breakfast.

Lin Yao picked his eyebrows and looked at him. He saw that the white on his wheat skin had faded because of his anger. Then he said, "have you figured it out?"

"There's nothing I can't figure out. We should continue to investigate the case, and we should continue to catch people."

Zheng Jun said, smashing his mouth, it seems to eat very fragrant.

At this time, there was another knock at the door.

Lin Yao got up and soon came back with two dishes.

Zheng Jun's eyes brightened: "before going to bed last night, I wanted to eat big white steamed bread with old Ganma, but I didn't expect to have double cooked meat."

"That's all you can do."

"I can't help the smell of old godmother in my blood."

Lin Yao took a sip of the cold coffee and said, "eat it. I packed it yesterday. I guess you are greedy. When they came to deliver breakfast, I asked the waiter to heat it up

Zheng Jun is too lazy to tell him. He picks up a knife and fork and aims at the meat on the plate.

"That's what people eat. I'm weak when I eat bread every day."

Lin Yao heard Zheng Jun Tucao, slightly make complaints about the corners of the mouth.

When he was about to eat, he asked, "you said you need my help. What can I do for you?"

Zheng Jun's hand was in the air. He looked back at his eyes and said the most relaxed words: "help me survive."

The luxurious decoration on the wall is dazzling under the illumination of geometric split light, but in sufficient light, Frank's face can be seen more clearly.

Men have delicate facial features, sharp edges, deep eye sockets, dark eyes, appropriate thickness of lips, clear and precious. When they look gentle, they have a kind of estrangement that is hard to get close to, and the inherent pressure of those who have been in the upper position for a long time.

"The group's operating revenue increased by 8.23% in the last quarter, while its cash flow also increased by 320%, mainly due to the acquisition of an Australian group and

Frank sat in the boss's chair, listening to his subordinates report the quarterly profit and loss. The voice stopped suddenly. The people below looked at Frank carefully and found that he was absent-minded. He hung his head and played carelessly with the lighter in his hand.

Made of brown leather and limited to 18K by dunhill, Huangjing refracts a cold light on the bright desk. The flame of Youlan flickers and is closed with a snap.

"I see. There's nothing to do. Go on."

The subordinates looked at him, and just about to leave, they heard him say, "let Harrison in

"

Soon, a tall man came in, with a standard business man's hairstyle, a suit shirt and a Cartier cheetah watch.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

"Hasn't the Chinese policeman found his whereabouts yet?"

"No, he's smart, he's good as a policeman, he's always getting rid of the people who follow him."

Frank's voice was not cold, but there was a sudden drop of air pressure at the exit: "I didn't hire you to listen to you praise others."

Harrington said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Frank. I'll find him as soon as possible."

"Three days. I only have three days left for my last patience."

"I try my best."

"If he is obedient, send him back. If he is not obedient, cut off a finger and send him back, but don't hurt his life."

These words came out of his mouth very ordinary, without any emotion.

One is that his identity is that it will be more difficult for a policeman to die here. The other is that his dear daughter wants to protect him. These two reasons make the stupid policeman survive.

With a respectful wave, Frank left the office.

The warm light cut out Frank's slightly cold outline under the smoke. He slowly smoked a cigar. Then he got up and straightened out the wrinkles that didn't exist on his body.It's six o'clock. It's time to get off work.

When he drove home, the first thing he did was to say hello to Han Mei in advance: "I'm back."

The person in the photo can't speak, but after the photo is a delicate white jade box, which contains Han Mei's ashes.

Frank is in a good mood and plays a piece of music to make this cold villa full of life.

It's a very old song. The song of gunflower band is called "don't try". Gunflower's song is as angry as its name. It always seems to beat the world. But this one is the only one. It's sad and sentimental. According to rap, it has cried for thousands of sad people.

I will always think of you, and the time we spent together, don't cry tonight

Sad people do not have arms, arms there is always a song.

Frank's fingers were covered with a white jade box, and a bright tear was dripping from the corner of his eye.

"Don't feel lonely. I'd like to go with you, but I think we should cultivate our feelings first. I hope you can recognize me at a glance when we meet again, Mr. knight that night." When the music stopped, he got up and went back to his bedroom on the second floor, first to the bathroom.

Frank washed his hands slowly, never letting go of any corners of his hands, then took out the paper and wiped the water on his hands carefully

beads.

Looking at himself still young in the mirror, he was very satisfied.

He didn't have the habit of eating dinner. He would rest early in the evening and hope to get together with her before going to bed every night. He took the syringe injection from his head and injected it into his body. Under the action of the medicine, he soon fell asleep.

The same picture will appear every night.

He put on his mask and pushed the door into the hall, where the lights were dim, the shadows, the voices and the people in and out, the World War II pilots with broken goggles, the black warriors in Star Wars, and Monroe with a golden wig.

Inadvertently, he saw a black haired woman wearing a mask of the great devil.

He was the first one to see her in the crowd, with a pair of black and white eyes, smart and charming.

There are many reasons to fall in love with someone, but he has no reason to fall in love with her. This short passing fate has become the wound of his life and the person he missed all his life. Goodbye, she lost her soul, kneeling on the side of the road, begging a man, please don't leave. Like that, she disgusts herself. He loved her at that time, so he went crazy to look for her at that time.

Han Xuelin is very much like her, clean and pure. He was raised from childhood and only belongs to him. But although he inherited her 8 points in appearance, his character was not. At that time, Han Mei was pretty and smart, and his eyes were brighter than the lights of New York Festival.

They walked on the religious streets of New York for two hours. Before parting, he took her hand and asked her to take off her mask.

Hello, my name is Han Mei.

Hello, my name is frank.