After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 533 Who Is The Ghost
"The ghost is not Qi Jingjing."

Nan Song sat cross-legged on the sofa, eating the QQ candy that Yu Jinwen bought for her, and said to Luo Junheng, who was standing in front of the desk and writing with the four new treasures of the study.

Luo Junheng is copying a poem, "Jiangchengzi" by Su Shi.

Ten years of life and death are boundless, unthinkable and unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of graves, nowhere to be bleak.

When he was about to write the word "cool", he paused for a moment and said calmly: "How do you know it's not her."

Nan Song said: "I asked, and she said it wasn't her."

"She said no, and you believed it?"

"I believe it."

Nan Song said calmly: "Qi Jingjing is my friend, how can one not trust a friend?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Junheng glanced at her, his deep blue eyes containing many emotions, including helplessness and appreciation.

He dipped his brush in ink and said without emotion, "I hope none of your friends will betray you."

Nan Song finished eating a pack of QQ candies, stood up from the sofa, walked to the desk, and looked at the handwriting written by his elder brother. It was not very good, so he could only say that it was correct.

"Shall I write it for you?"

Luo Junheng slapped away her little hand that was about to move, "Go away, these are my four treasures of the study."

"..."

Nan Song said, "Stingy."

She really wanted to try the gift that Yu Jinwen gave to her eldest brother, which was said to be the Four Treasures of the Study used by Emperor Qianlong, but her eldest brother was very protective and wouldn't let her touch it.

"Brother, don't just write. Tell me, what did Jin Dagang do?"

Luo Junheng remained silent until he finished writing the sentence "Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears", then he paused again and felt a dull feeling in his heart.

Realizing the meaning of the poem, he could no longer write, so he simply put down his pen and washed his hands.

After returning, he played a recording to Nan Song. There was a lot of noise in the recording, and it was not clear enough to hear it intermittently, but he could hear Jin Dagang's voice.

"Ah... it's not me, it's really not me... I still want to live, how can I have the courage to pay for murder... Ah! Brother, please be gentle... please let me go, I don't want to die, I still want to be released from prison Later I reunited with my wife and children, ah... I didn't lie! Jingjing warned me to be honest, don't go against Miss Nan Da, I am just a bed bug, and you will treat me like a fart if I soak in dog shit. Is it done? Please spare me..."

Nan Song's ears were buzzing from Jin Dagang's loud voice and begging for mercy, but he could tell from his broken gong voice that it really didn't seem like he had instigated the incident.

Luo Junheng turned off the recording and said slowly: "Jin Dagang said it was not him. But those thugs killed him, saying it was Jin Dagang who ordered them."

"That means one party is lying."

Nan Song frowned and said, "Didn't the police check the remittance records? Those thugs are all profitless and can't afford to do it early. They won't do this kind of murderous business if they can't get money."

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Junheng said: "Cash transaction, no transfer records were left."

"What about the contact person?" Nan Song asked again.

Luo Junheng showed the results of the investigation and evidence collection to Nan Song. Nan Song looked at the photos taken one by one, his brows furrowed.

There is a contact person, but they are very careful not to leave any traces. Because they are all offline transactions, no online information can be found. All aspects of monitoring coincidentally had human failures on that day. It can be seen that the other party has How deliberate and careful, and its anti-reconnaissance capabilities are very strong.

The police also obtained all the records of Jin Dagang. He was honest in the detention center and did not do anything out of the ordinary. The only doubt was that he was not captured on surveillance during a period when he went out for a walk. However, according to other reports, The inmate confessed that it was Jin Dagang, a smoke addict, who was secretly buying cigarettes and doing nothing else.

Judging from the current situation, Jin Dagang is still innocent. "So those thugs are lying?" Nan Song said this subconsciously. When he raised his head, he saw Luo Junheng's somewhat unhappy expression.

A line of big characters written all over his face: "Where is your brain, has it been eaten by a dog?"

"..."

She had a flash of inspiration and her pupils opened slightly.

"It's also possible that neither party is lying, and that they are the thugs led by the real mastermind behind the scenes, making them mistakenly think that their employer is Jin Dagang?"

The contempt in Luo Junheng's eyes dissipated slightly, and he had a cold expression on his face that said, "You have regained your IQ."

Nan Song ignored his elder brother's expression and his expression became serious.

"So, the inner ghost still exists and is hidden deep. But if it's not Jin Dagang, who is it?"

Be puzzled.

Luo Junheng did not continue to argue with her on this topic, and changed the subject, "Yan Yuan will return to country T in a few days."

"Huh?" Nan Song pulled away from his thoughts just now, with a bit of confusion in his eyes, "Brother Yan is leaving?"

After Luo Junheng said "hmm", she said lightly "oh", "Then tell me in advance and I will go with you to see him off."

The words were spoken calmly, and there was no ups and downs in emotions.

Luo Junheng stared at Nan Song for a long time, then slowly looked away, sighed in his heart, and spread out a new page of rice paper.

Pick up the pen and write down - the falling flowers are intentional, the flowing water is ruthless.

In vain.

*
Jiang Fan has been ill recently. He took sick leave and did not come to the company. He has accumulated a lot of work that he has not dealt with.

Nan Song had no choice but to go into battle wearing armor and deal with all kinds of urgent documents and work. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink water, and his head was dizzy.

In the evening, Yu Jinwen went to pick up Nan Song after work. As soon as the strong woman Mr. Nan left the company, she took off her high heels and became a little woman. She leaned on her boyfriend's arms like a soft-footed shrimp and wanted to kiss and hug her. Yu Jinwen lifted her up When he got into the car, he didn't even want to put her down, so he put her on his lap, hugged her and kissed her again and again.

"Thank you for your hard work, my baby. Can I take you to have a big meal tonight?"

"What kind of feast?" Nan Song's face felt a little hot when he kissed her, and her sleepy eyes lit up when she heard the feast.

Yu Jinwen lightly scratched her nose and said, "You'll know when you get there."

The car drove from the city to the suburbs and stopped outside a house halfway up the mountain. Nan Song had fallen asleep in Yu Jinwen's arms.

The driver opened the door and was about to speak when Yu Jinwen lightly "shushed" him and told him not to disturb Nan Song.

He gently picked up Nan Song from the car, but Nan Song woke up, opened his eyes slightly, rubbed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you here?"

Just such a series of small actions made Yu Jinwen's heart melt, as if his heart was lightly tapped by a small fist.

"Well, we're here." He answered her warmly.

Just as Nan Song was about to get out of his arms, Yu Jinwen lifted her up and hugged her tighter.

Facing Nan Song's confused eyes, he raised his lips and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "The mountain road is not easy to walk on, so I will carry you in."

(End of this chapter)