Spicy Wife's Reborn World

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In a luxury villa.

In the resplendent living room, the original spotless high-grade floor spread bloody at this time.

Bo QinGang stood in the center, surrounded by blood, but there was no dust or blood on his body.

He just stood cold and looked down at the man on the ground.

"I'll ask you one last time." The thin and lofty look was cold, and the voice was even more oppressive, "where are people?"

The man on the ground has been covered with blood, and it is even difficult for people to recognize that he is a person.

He struggled to raise his head, looked at the man in front of him with scarlet eyes, and suddenly laughed wildly.

"You can't find her! Even with all your efforts! You can't find her! Bo QinGang! You cursed man! You don't deserve to find her!"

The man's voice tore his heart and lungs, and the last trace of temperature at the bottom of his thin eyes faded.

"If you won't say, die."

Indifferent to this sentence, he raised his hand and a black pistol was in his bony palm.

Bang!

He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The man's scream stopped abruptly and fell into a pool of blood, completely silent.

Bo QinGang dropped his pistol and wiped his hands with a wet paper towel. His face didn't take a ripple.

At this time, Zhang Song hurried over, "Bo Shao, Yeming is looking for you."

Bo QinGang's hand, which was wiping his hands, gave a slight pause and narrowed his eyes. "What does he want me to do?"

Yeming is a spy kept by Bo QinGang in the dark. He investigates all the characters around him and kills all possible dangers one by one before they sprout.

Such a shadow like person seldom comes to him on his own initiative.

Zhang Song looked a little flashing. "I don't know, but Yeming said... It's about Miss Lin su'er."

Bo QinGang's action, completely stopped.

"Call him over."

ten minutes later.

The bloody living room was quickly cleaned up. Bo QinGang sat on the sofa and looked at the two pieces of paper in front of him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man in front of him, "show me what to do with this."

There were two pieces of paper in front of him. One was Lin su'er's love letter to song Yuanzhi, which Zhang song had shown him before, and the other was a prescription.

Kneeling before Bo QinGang was a young man, dressed in black, as if submerged in the night, but his face was almost morbid pale.

He has handsome facial features, but he has a mysterious temperament, as if you can completely ignore him.

"Master, this prescription is written by Lin su'er to others."

Yeming said very little, but Zhang Song on one side immediately understood it.

The two pieces of paper in front of me were clearly written by Lin su'er, but the handwriting was completely different.

Zhang song has read Lin su'er's love letter to song Yuanzhi before. It's all dog crawling.

The next prescription Zhang Song saw for the first time. The words on it were vigorous and powerful, upright and sharp, which was completely different from the dog crawling word next to it!

Zhang Song's face changed slightly.

Zhang Song and the people who follow Bo QinGang have all undergone military precision training, so they know very well that a person's handwriting is difficult to change in a short time.

Even if it is deliberately changed or even imitated others' handwriting, the difference can be seen in some subtle places.

But the two fonts in front of us are quite different, and it is impossible for them to come from one person.

Thin Qing ang narrowed his eyes slightly, "what do you want to say?"

"My subordinates doubt Lin su'er's identity." Yeming suddenly raised his head. "I've heard that Miss Lin is stupid and cowardly before, but where is Lin su'er now? Not only that, I've investigated carefully. I've never heard that Miss Lin has studied traditional Chinese medicine, but Lin su'er is proficient in traditional Chinese medicine now. Don't you think it's strange, master?"

As Bo QinGang's spy, Yeming began to investigate Lin su'er as soon as she was wearing her clothes.

The more he investigated, the more he felt that Lin su'er was quite different from the rumored Miss Lin family.

And when he saw the two different handwriting, he was completely sure!

The light from the bottom of his eyes became colder and colder. "Do you want to say that Lin su'er now is not Lin su'er before?"

"From the current evidence, this is indeed the most likely explanation!"

Yeming himself knows that his conjecture is absurd. Lin su'er's face hasn't changed or disappeared. How can he be suddenly switched?

But all the evidences in front of us point to the only possibility.

Thinking of this, Yeming suddenly raised his head and said more carefully, "master, this woman is unknown and deliberately approaches you. I think you still need to be careful."

Zhang song also looked up at Bo QinGang with worry, but Bo QinGang looked at the two pieces of paper in front of him and said nothing.

"So." After a long time, he finally said, "if she wasn't Lin su'er, it means that she didn't like song Yuanzhi?"

Zhang Song and Yeming were both serious and cautious. When they suddenly heard this sentence, they were stunned.

"In theory, the present Lin su'er is not the former Lin su'er, and the present Lin su'er has never liked it..." Yeming didn't react, but instinctively.

Thin Qing ang heard this answer, thin lips slightly hook, "very good."

Good!?

Zhang Song and Yeming are confused.

What's good?

wait.

Master, you don't seem to be right about this point!

Isn't su'er's real purpose of being close to su'er's identity?

But the main point is whether Lin su'er likes song Yuanzhi or not?

But before they could react, Bo QinGang in front of them had already got up.

"Zhang song." He said faintly, "Lin su'er, where are you now?"

Zhang song was originally confused and forced. When he heard the problem, he came back to his senses and hurried to report truthfully.

"Today is the Yingzhen high school art festival. Miss Lin should also be at the festival."

"Prepare the car and go to Yingzhen."

Bo QinGang raised his feet and walked out. Yeming suddenly recovered and got up quickly.

"Wait, master!" He chased up and looked urgent. "Will you not investigate further about Lin su'er?"

In Yeming's view, such a woman with unknown origin is like a time bomb, which must be investigated clearly. Even if the investigation is not clear, it must be solved in case of future trouble!

Thin and high footed.

"No." He chuckled. "She didn't like that man. That's enough."

Leaving this sentence, he left without looking back, regardless of the shocked expressions of Yeming and Zhang song.