Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

hospital.

On the white hospital bed, Mo Qing leisurely opened his eyes, and heard a familiar male voice.

"Wake up, how do you feel?"

"Not dead, okay"

Mo Qing supported the edge of the bed, sat up slowly, and looked at Li Jingheng next to him, "How long have I been asleep?"

Li Jingheng moved his eyes away from the laptop screen, "It's eight o'clock in the morning, and you have slept for about ten hours."

"What?!" Mo Qing threw off the quilt covering her body and got off the hospital bed.

The already urgent time has been delayed so much now.

Li Jingheng stopped him, and said firmly: "Go back and lie down, you need to rest now"

"No, I've suffered more serious injuries than this before, it's nothing serious"

"Now is not the time to be brave." Li Jingheng pressed his shoulder, "There is still plenty of time, we have to go to the airport later and find someone."

"Who?"

"Jung Se Won"

Li Jingheng picked up the coffee on the table and walked to the window, "During your coma, I asked someone to check the identity of Zheng Shiyuan. A personal bodyguard whose duty is to protect the safety of Bassong."

"Just three months ago, Zheng Shiyuan resigned and never looked for any job."

Hearing these words, Mo Qing said in a deep voice: "This Zheng Shiyuan has something to do with Ba Song, and somehow helped Awang pay off his debts. What is his reason for doing this?"

"You have to ask him to find out." Li Jingheng said, "Before you passed out, I went to his residence to look for him, but he disappeared. The neighbor said he disappeared two days ago."

"However, I found a piece of information that Zheng Shiyuan bought a plane to fly to Yingguo at [-] o'clock this morning."

"He has a ghost in his heart, he is ready to run away"

Li Jingheng took a sip of coffee, "Let's not mention his matter for the time being. Last night I watched the surveillance that I copied from the bar before, and found a problem that I didn't notice."

He turned on a video, which was the surveillance of the hall location, at [-] o'clock in the morning the day before the crime.

Everyone in the bar has already left, only the waiters and cleaners are still cleaning up the last mess.

A cleaner wearing a mask pushed a yellow plastic cart into the toilet on the east side, and put a few brooms and mop handles in the cart.

Should be used to place cleaning tools.

"Take a closer look at who this cleaner is?" Li Jingheng said.

Because the monitoring is not a high-definition camera, and it is far away from the shooting location, the picture looks a little blurry.

Mo Qing observed carefully, and a figure gradually emerged in his mind, "Awang!"

"That's right, it's Awang"

When they first checked the surveillance, they were very unfamiliar with Awang, so they didn't recognize him at first.

Only now did I realize that he was the cleaner that day.

"Continue to look back"

Li Jingheng pressed the fast forward button, and 10 minutes later, the cleaner came out pushing the cart.

"See what?"

Mo Qing shook his head, "No."

Although the cleaner is Awang, this is a discovery, but it doesn't mean anything, after all, people are bar waiters, and it's normal to do cleaning by the way.

"Look at the cart." Li Jingheng pointed to the yellow plastic cart, "Before the cart first entered the toilet, the plastic basket showed obvious signs of sinking, indicating that the contents of the cart were heavy.

After coming out, the plastic basket returned to normal, and the contents should have been left in the toilet.”

"What does this mean?" Mo Qing was puzzled.

"This kind of plastic basket can bear a lot of weight, which is not the case with ordinary cleaning tools. I suspect that the suspect may have hidden in the plastic basket, entered the toilet, and stayed in it for one night to carry out the murder. "

"Isn't this conjecture a little bold?" Mo Qing said: "Besides, how did the suspect know that Ba Song would definitely enter this bar and this room..."

Mo Qing was stunned, he thought of a great possibility, "There is an inner ghost around Basong"

Li Jingheng nodded, "This is just a guess, without any conclusive evidence."

"Well, wait a minute, I'll call Zhang Cheng and ask what happened that day?"

Mo Qing took out his mobile phone, and as soon as he turned it on, the messages that rushed to his face almost filled his screen.

Almost all calls were from Han Ling.

She didn't reply to the message last night, so she must be very worried.

Mo Qing sent her back a message of "everything is safe".

The next second after the message was sent, Han Ling replied, [Pay attention to safety].

Those four simple words warmed Mo Qing's heart. He was never alone.

Then he called Zhang Cheng.

However, no one answered, presumably he was on a mission and could not reply in time.

He had no choice but to send Zhang Cheng the question he wanted to ask by text message.

nine in the morning.

Mo Qing moved his body. The part injured yesterday was still aching, and the bandage was still wrapped around his body, but it did not hinder his body movements.

"You're really amazing. You fainted yesterday, but you're acting like a normal person today." Li Jingheng was slightly surprised.

"I'm used to it. I was often injured on the desert island. I was beaten to the ground the day before, and I was resurrected with blood the next day." Mo Qing recalled the days on the desert island. It was really a difficult time. .

"However, you are putting a lot of burden on your body. If things go on like this, you may leave sequelae."

"If you can choose to be safe, who wants to hurt yourself?" Mo Qing smiled wryly.

He is now at the peak of his body, and there seems to be no problem, but when his body gradually ages, various diseases will follow.

What was overdrawn when young will eventually be repaid when old.

The two walked to the hospital lobby, and suddenly, a figure flashed in Mo Qing's eyes.

He turned his head to look, only to see a familiar figure walking towards the corridor on the right.

"That woman seems to be Supasha, Basong's wife." Mo Qing looked at the woman in a light white dress in the crowd.

"Huh? You know him?"

"I know, she and Bassoon were in the bar before"

Li Jingheng looked up at the sign hanging from the ceiling, "Over there is the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department, is she pregnant?"

"I don't know, let's go and have a look"

The two quickly followed.

In the obstetrics and gynecology department, expectant mothers with their own relatives come for the examination.

Mo Qing and Li Jingheng found a corner to observe Supasha's movements.

The person entered an outpatient room, and walked out again a few minutes later.

The two looked at each other, and then walked into the outpatient room.

Inside the house, a middle-aged woman in a white coat was writing with her head down. When she sensed someone coming in, she said, "Sit"

Then she raised her head, but when she saw two men coming in, she looked weird.

But I quickly figured out that in a country like Siam where there is no distinction between male and female, it is impossible to judge gender from appearance alone.

So she asked, "Which of you two is pregnant?"