Proud Wife Comes To My Arms

Prepare for action

Lin Yao doesn't know what Zheng Jun is busy with these days. He comes back early and late every day, sweating.

On the first night, Lin Yao found some scars on his body.

The next night, Lin Yao saw the scars start to bleed.

Lin Yao kindly asked: "are you ok?"

Zheng Jun did not have the good spirit to reply: "cannot die."

Lin Yao glanced at him faintly: "the deadline of three days will come soon."

"I know. Have a good sleep. Prepare for action. "

As he spoke, Zheng Jun was lying on the bed.

The bed was very big. Lin Yao was lying on the other side. It was as wide as a river between them.

"Can you tell me a little bit in advance?" Lin Yao didn't give up. Looking at Zheng Jun's heart, he always felt that something big would happen.

"No way."

Lin Yao gave a cold hum and didn't speak any more.

Zheng Junping lay with his eyes looking at the ceiling. He didn't know what he was thinking.

But the light has gone out, no one can see the expression on his face, no one knows that he is very sad.

In the past two days, he visited the families of some victims. Most of the women who were sexually assaulted were black haired and knew Chinese. When he heard that he was coming to ask frank, he screamed and told him to get away. All the scars on his body were scratched by those women.

"He is a devil, the devil..."

For two days, the hysterical shouts and frightened eyes of those women always lingered in his mind.

If those women have anything in common, they are very similar in appearance. They are all beautiful women with black hair. They look like Han Xuelin at one point or another, and Han Xuelin looks like her mother.

He didn't dare to think much, but he had to think about what she had experienced.

In the middle of the night, Zheng Jun sat up and looked at the time. At this point, the country should have almost finished breakfast.

He dialed Han Xuelin's phone and a strange woman answered: "who are you?"

"I'll look for Han Xuelin."

"Who are you, please?"

"My name is Zheng Jun."

Lin Yao's eyes moved under his thin eyelids, turned over and continued to sleep.

Han Xuelin is sitting in front of the French window in the sun, see the nanny with the phone, asked: "who's calling?"

"A gentleman, he said his name was Zheng Jun."

Hearing the name, there was a flash of light in her eyes, but it was dark.

Han Xuelin took over the first sentence asked: "found my clues?"

"Not very well."

Looking downstairs, Zheng Jun saw the night scene of the city with bright lights and traffic. The prosperous cities are mostly the same, but the sad people are different. Han Xuelin on the other end of the phone laughed: "I guess so."

Zheng Jun didn't know where to start, but he wanted to say that he was silent for half a minute before he said, "those dark days must be very hard, right?"

Han Xuelin is also very strong, waiting patiently to listen to his voice, but this makes her face a little stiff: "what do you know?"

"I grew up without a father or a mother. I left my hometown and grew up alone."

"What makes officer Zheng worthy of sympathy?"

"I'm not sympathizing with you. I'm lamenting the injustice of the world. Why can some people live a happy life and have a perfect family, while others live a lonely life?"

"Officer Zheng seems to have something to say?"

"Nothing. Miss Han thinks too much."

Zheng Jun hung up the phone, stood in the same place for a while, then pushed the sliding door back to the room.

He lay back on the bed, the soft big bed sank down, and his whole body was wrapped in the soft.

Zheng Jun was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "I know you're not asleep."

Lin Yao replied, "just think I'm asleep."

At last, neither of them fell asleep, thinking about their own affairs, and they got up at dawn the next day.

When Lin Yao was on the plane at 12 o'clock this evening, there was a lot of noise when he packed his bags, for fear that others would not hear or see him.

"Ah, it's a pity that I'll be on the plane in 16 hours, and I don't know what someone thinks."

"Someone will do what he wants in 16 hours."

"What's the matter?"

"You'll know in a minute."

Zheng Jun took out a long box from his backpack. After opening it, he took out something. Lin Yao saw it and said, "what are you going to do?"

"It's easy. I'm going to see Frank in person and ask him something."

"Are you crazy? He's looking for you everywhere, and you're going to see him? "

"I've been in the United States for four or five days. I went to see him in person. I asked him if he was Han Xuelin's foster father and what was the relationship between him and Han Mei."Lin Yao curled his mouth and looked at him with his arms in his arms: "so you stay here to let me collect your body?"

"Congratulations on your correct answer."

"I won't do such a bad thing."

"It's up to you. You promised me."

Zheng Jun said, but his hand didn't stop. Lin Yao watched him inject a metal chip the size of a fingernail into the skin. He looked at him with a surprised expression: "what are you doing?"

"I'll give you a position at any time. I'm not familiar with my life here. Even if I die, no one will know, so I can only rely on you."

"Are you sure that's all right?" Zheng Jun didn't lift his head, and his face was firm. After the injection, he frowned slightly because of the pain. The chip is under the skin on the left side of the chest. It's very close to the heart. It's very small and can't be seen, but the skin is slightly swollen, like the red blood cells that bulge after being bitten by a mosquito.

He took out a thing the size of a mobile phone, opened it and pointed it out to him: "take this thing, if my vitality gradually weakens, then you can contact the U.S. police or your friends to save me."

This is a life detector with a positioning system. Lin Yao can see a red dot on the map. The location is the Queen Hotel.

Zheng Jun also explained: "the weakening of red photoelectric flicker is the gradual disappearance of my life."

Lin Yao quietly put it away and looked at him: "can you hold on until

the moment when I went to save you?"

"Absolutely, because I still have a lot of things to do."

"You haven't had breakfast yet." Lin Yao yelled behind him. He thought he would leave without looking back, but he thought for a moment and sat back at the dining table. "Yes, I have enough to work."

…

Two hours ago.

Ma is in a high-level meeting. Frank sits at the top of the table, calm, until Harrison comes in and says a word in his ear. He frowns slightly, buries his head, and whispers an order: "stop him!"

Zheng Jun appeared downstairs of Ma headquarters, looking at the towering building

, his mouth could not help but stir up a touch of irony. How bright it is on the surface, how dark it is in the interior.

After a while, a tall white man appeared, followed by another man, yellow skin, tall and thin.

"He's Harrison."

The white man spoke and the tall man translated behind him.

"I'm here for Frank."

"I'm Frank's bodyguard. If you want him, please follow me."

Zheng Jun Pooh A, scold a way: "Frank that old shameless, let him personally come down to see me."

Thin tall hesitated for a moment, or the original words to the translation in the past.

"If so, I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng."

Harrison's voice fell, and immediately six or seven security guards forced Zheng Jun into the office building. After getting on the elevator, the elevator went directly to the third floor. Zheng Jun narrowed his eyes, ready for the coming darkness.