While enjoying Meng Peiyuan's massage, Bai Tongxi squints and asks, "by the way, does an ran know that Qiao Siyan is dead?"

Meng Peiyuan's eyes sank: "when I killed Qiao Si banquet, she was on the scene."

"What!" Bai Tong Xi suddenly turned around and looked at him in shock: "an ran saw you kill her son?"

"Well." Meng Peiyuan said truthfully: "she was bewildered at that time. She sat in the alley holding the head of Qiao Siyan and refused to let go for a long time. Later, I called Qiao Rusheng and asked him to come and pick her up."

"Uncle Joe Did you go too? " Bai Tongxi's face is white again.

"Xi'er, I know it's cruel to let them witness the death of Joseon, but I had no other choice at that time. Joseon's gun was aimed at me. If you hadn't told me that his left shoulder was injured, maybe I would have died."

"I understand..." Bai Tongxi understands Meng Peiyuan's practice from the heart. If she were her, she would try to kill Qiao Si Yan, because if this person lived one more day, it would harm the society: "what did they do to you?"

Seeing that she cared so much about him, Meng Peiyuan couldn't help but feel warm. She thought she would blame him and should not let an ran and Qiao Rusheng see such cruel pictures, but as a result, she cared about him.

He couldn't help but draw her eyebrows with his fingers and said, "they didn't treat me well, and they are not qualified to do anything to me. I won't let go of all the people who hurt you!"

Bai Tongxi took the initiative to stick his cheek to his palm, and rubbed it like a small animal, in order to resolve his anger: "well, Mr. Meng, do you still remember the little girl who was carried on by the elder brother and left with me?"

Meng Peiyuan's eyebrows moved: "you don't say I forgot. How is she?"

"After dairun sent me home, she immediately ordered the people under her hand to send her home safely. If there was no accident, she would have been home by now."

"Well, that's good."

Although Meng Peiyuan's temperament, that little girl is not important at all, but at least it is the person rescued by his elder brother. If not properly arranged, he will be embarrassed when the elder brother asks.

"Well, you've checked my injuries. Now I should go to take a bath, or I'll be too smelly to sleep."

On hearing this, Meng Peiyuan's eyes naturally lingered over her attractive body and blurted out: "I will accompany you."

Bai Tong Xi bit his lower lip and looked at him hesitantly.

"What are you thinking about Meng Peiyuan used his forehead to push her, and said in a teasing way: "I just see that you have injuries on your hands. I'm afraid that it's inconvenient for you to wash yourself. I want to help you. It's not what you think."

After hearing this, Bai Tongxi blushed and whispered, "I didn't think of anything..."

"Oh?"

Oh what?

Bai Tong Xi gave him a bad look, but he got a more spoiled smile.

*

in the early hours of the morning, the news of the death of Jos é's banquet appeared on all the major pages and headlines.

Qiao's banquet, which was confirmed by forensic medicine, was taken out of the police station by Qiao Rusheng and sent to the funeral home.

At this time, it was late at night, most of the funeral home staff went home, leaving only some night shift workers.

But tonight's "business" is surprisingly good. In addition to Qiao Rusheng's family, there are other people who send the dead here in the middle of the night. Moreover, it is definitely more than one or two families.

Qiao Rusheng and his wife were so depressed that they only devoted themselves to their own business until --

"daughter! You've done good deeds all your life, but you haven't got good results in the end

This is the cry of a father who just lost his daughter. His daughter was shot in the abdomen and was sent to the hospital for rescue, which was invalid. It can only be sent here.

"Husband! You tell me, who killed you? I will never let him go! "

This is a woman who has just lost her love. She cried all the way to here with the ambulance car, and ran into the same people as her.

"You, you too..." Everyone looked at each other, and stopped talking.

Except for Qiao Rusheng and an ran, others all nodded heavily. One of their closest relatives died in the night!

For a long time, I heard someone say, "I heard that all the murders tonight were caused by the joss banquet."

After a quiet, someone asked, "it's just The escape joss dinner? "

"Yes, he is! Now the front page headlines have published news related to him. If you are still in the mood, you can take out your mobile phone and have a look. "

Hearing the speech, people hate and hate the way --

"this beast, he escaped from prison, why not roll far away?"

"Isn't he hostile to the Meng family and the Bai family? Just go to them. Why do we harm the innocent people like us? "……

These words, which fell into the ears of an ran not far away, were as harsh as they could be!

In particular, they used all kinds of ugly and vicious words to curse her son, but she could only bear and digest it in silence!

Even, in order to prevent them from recognizing that the person on duty was carrying the body of Josephine, she had to take the initiative to cover the face of Josephine with the white cloth provided by the funeral home!

As a result, those people mistakenly thought that Qiao Rusheng and his wife were also the family members of the victims. They could not help looking at them and asking, "are the two relatives of the victims of this shooting incident?"

An Ran's lips twitched a few times. How she wanted to say the name of joss banquet, but the sad faces of these people made her feel guilty and guilty. Did she think about this scene when she ordered people to shoot and create this chaos?

In the end, Qiao Rusheng and an ran were silent, and followed the duty personnel into an empty hall.

Their departure did not arouse the suspicion of others. After all, it is painful to lose relatives and it is normal not to want to speak.

In the spirit hall, the attendant stopped and turned to Qiao Rusheng and his wife and said, "this is it."

At this time, an ran had lost most of his thinking ability, so it was only Qiao Ru who was born to make up his mind: "please find someone to help our son make up, let him..."

Qiao Rusheng still overestimated himself. Before the matter was explained, he choked.

Fortunately, the people here are skilled in business, and they take his words and say, "Sir, you want to ask an undertaker for your son, help him make up, and let him leave with dignity, right?"

Qiao Rusheng pressed down the corner of his eyes with two fingers and barely stopped his tears. He said, "yes, yes! Please get us the money as soon as possible

"OK, as for the specific process..."

Qiao Rusheng interrupted the other side is about to say export promotion plan: "we don't need to be big, just need everything simple, can."

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