Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1725 Lost Josnian Forever
The bodyguards are heavily guarded, guarding all the entrances and exits of the cabin.

The nurses and doctors were very busy doing the operation, all of them looked serious and solemn.

Meng Chen's assistant was waiting anxiously, and he couldn't do anything but wait.

Time passed minute by minute.

A quarter of an hour after Meng Chen jumped into the river, the police came to the center of the river.

Most of Qin Shien's people knew how to swim. After Qin Shien fell into the water, he was quickly rescued by his group of dead soldiers.

However, Qin Shi'en had nowhere to go and could only be taken away by the police obediently.

Fang Lan was seriously injured, and she couldn't swim, so she disappeared without a trace.

The river was rushing, and there were bloodstains floating on the water.

But because of the water flow and rain, the bloodstains quickly dissipated without a trace.

Assistant Meng Chen walked around the cabin anxiously, looking at the rain outside for a while, and looking at the lights above his head for a while.

News kept coming in, but none of it was about Josnian and Meng Chen.

The river was too dark to see people at all.

The assistant knew that Meng Chen couldn't be allowed to continue searching like this. It had already been a quarter of an hour, and if he continued to swim, he would definitely be exhausted!
He quickly ordered several bodyguards: "You go to Mr. Meng and bring him back."

"Yes."

The time passed minute by minute, and it was already 03:30 in the morning.

The quietest, coldest, and most frightening moment of the day.

Today is the Ching Ming Festival again, and the atmosphere is particularly disturbing and flustered.

Five minutes later, Meng Chen boarded the boat out of breath, covered in water, and exhausted.

Without waiting for anyone to ask questions, Meng Chen sat on the side of the boat, suddenly lowered his head, and painfully inserted his fingers into his short hair, with tears streaming down his face.

The painful feeling spread all over the body, and there was unbearable pain in all the limbs.

He couldn't find Josnian.

The water in the middle of the river was more urgent than he had imagined. If he didn't have a life jacket, he would be swept away by the turbulent current and the eddy.

The turbulence in the center of the river is a terrible existence, like a black hole, bottomless.

Meng Chen's assistant stood aside, at a loss.

In his eyes, Meng Chen was calm, restrained, quiet, efficient, and upright, but it was the first time he saw such a helpless Meng Chen.

He could realize that Meng Chen was crying.

A man crying... means that something inside is on the verge of despair.

His heart skipped a beat.

Meng Chen sat on the side of the boat like this, the cold wind blowing directly on his body.

No one dared to ask, so Meng Chen was left to sit.

The cold wind howled, and the distance was pitch black.

Just like that, Meng Chen sat quietly like a statue, motionless.

Or rather, he had forgotten what to do.

Josnian's face flashed before his eyes.

They have a very good relationship. Although they fought and fought when they were young, their friendship of more than 20 years has long been inseparable.

This feeling is very thick, like a mountain, like a sea.

But this time, he was afraid that he would lose Josnian forever.

He couldn't imagine how the high-spirited Josnian would look like when he died...

"No..." Meng Chen rubbed his temples vigorously, he couldn't think anymore, he didn't dare to think anymore.

It's all right, it's going to be all right.

Ye Jiaqi was still alive, how could he die?

The assistant stepped forward cautiously and handed Meng Chen a cigarette. He felt that Meng Chen needed this.

Meng Chen reached out to take it, his voice hoarse and tired: "Thank you..."

The assistant lit a cigarette for Meng Chen. Soon, the smoke was lingering, and the nicotine paralyzed Meng Chen's nerves bit by bit.

(End of this chapter)