Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

"What?"

Li Jingheng looked at the female doctor in bewilderment, and soon he figured it out, and explained: "No one is pregnant. We want to ask the one who came in just now, is there something wrong with her body?"

The female doctor said: "You mean Miss Supasha? She is three months pregnant"

"Oh, that"

After asking clearly, Li Jingheng pulled Mo Qing out of the hospital.

Next, they rented a car from a car rental company.

Because of the latter, none of the cars are less than easy to finish.

Mo Qing was driving, and Li Jingheng was sitting in the co-pilot watching the monitor.

He watched these surveillance videos no less than ten times.

After browsing the surveillance video again, he raised his head, "At 25:32, Zhang Yiming left the box and entered the toilet. I came back, and I left for 37 minutes before and after.”

"Leaving for 5 minutes?" Mo Qing was thoughtful, "5 minutes shouldn't be enough for what to do?"

"No, 5 minutes is enough to kill a person." Li Jingheng looked at the road ahead, "It seems necessary to ask Miss Supasha what she did during the 5 minutes she left."

The car was parked on the side of the road in front of the airport.

The time is now [-]:[-] in the morning, and there is still about an hour before the plane takes off.

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10:30am.

Zheng Shiyuan got off the taxi, and he needed to catch the plane to Yingguo at eleven o'clock.

The current Taijing is no longer safe for him, and there is a risk of being caught at any time.

As long as you get out of here, the sky is high and the birds can fly!

Zheng Shiyuan walked in a hurry, and glanced at the passers-by from time to time.

"Snapped"

A man in short sleeves bumped into him with the shoulder.

Zheng Shiyuan frowned and looked at the man in front of him. He was not tall, about 1.7 meters five, and he was very handsome.

At this time, the man smiled and said: "Sir, I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you, are you okay?"

Zheng Shiyuan said indifferently, "It's okay."

Now he has to hurry into the airport and board the plane, and he doesn't want to get entangled with men here.

"Sir, are you really alright? I'll take you to the hospital. What if you get hurt somewhere?" The man anxiously walked up to him and blocked his way.

Zheng Shiyuan pushed the man away impatiently, "Get out of the way"

However, the moment he reached out, the man grabbed his arm.

The visitor is not good.

Zheng Shiyuan pushed the man hard and pulled out his hand at the same time.

An accident happened. With his push, the man fell to the ground.

Just when Zheng Shiyuan didn't understand what the other party was trying to do, the latter directly hugged his legs and shouted: "Oh, I hit someone! I'm dying! Help! Help!"

His voice was so loud that it attracted passers-by around him.

Zheng Shiyuan said angrily: "Let go, you fucking let me go!"

However, the man didn't care at all and kept shouting.

"What's the matter with you two? Why are you arguing?" A young man stepped forward and asked.

"He hit me in broad daylight! Look at my injuries, ouch, why is my life so miserable!" Mo Qing cried miserably, her voice didn't sound like being beaten, but rather like a newlywed wife abandoned by a heartless man .

"I didn't hit him, I just pushed him, this guy is blackmailing me!" Zheng Shiyuan said.

The young man said: "Let me be fair. Enemies should be settled rather than knotted. There is nothing wrong with it. Don't make it so embarrassing. If you do this, you can find a place to settle it privately. Passers-by will be blocked here, and the influence will not be good."

Zheng Shiyuan hesitated: "My plane will take off in half an hour..."

Mo Qing rolled his eyes, and immediately shouted: "Oh, you beat someone! Call the police, I want to see if there is any law in Thailand! Is there any law!"

Hearing that the police were called, Zheng Shiyuan's eyes flickered with panic.

Going to the police station not only takes more time, but also may cause some unnecessary troubles.

"Okay, if it's private, it's private," Zheng Shiyuan compromised.

Mo Qing stood up unsteadily, clutching his shoulders and abdomen, breathing in cold air, as if he had really been beaten.

The young man dispersed the onlookers, and the three of them walked together to a tree by the side of the road.

A car was parked by the tree.

"Tell me, how do you want to solve it?" Zheng Shiyuan asked, "How much will it cost?"

Mo Qing smiled and said, "I don't want the money anymore, I just want to ask, where were you the night Basong died?"

Zheng Shiyuan's face changed, he didn't expect that someone actually found him.

He wanted to run, but was blocked by the young man behind him.

"Mr. Zheng, you can't leave today, the flight should be changed," Li Jingheng said with a smile.

Mo Qing has already opened the door of the car parked on the side of the road, "We have a lot of time to chat slowly!"

The two blocked his way one after the other.

Zheng Shiyuan directly smashed the briefcase in his hand on Mo Qing's face, then turned around and punched Li Jingheng.

Having been a bodyguard for so many years, his skills are naturally not bad.

Li Jingheng didn't even have time to dodge, so he was punched directly, making him dizzy.

Mo Qing looked at Zheng Shiyuan who was about to run away, jumped forward quickly, and kicked Zheng Shiyuan on the back.

Zheng Shiyuan staggered and nearly fell to the ground. Before he could stabilize his figure, Mo Qing's hand grabbed him.

When his hand touched the opponent's shoulder, Zheng Shiyuan's shoulder sank strangely.

The drooping of the shoulders is very large, and it is by no means something normal people can do.

People are like nimble loaches, avoiding Mo Qing's capture.

After moving away for a while, Zheng Shiyuan ran towards the airplane hall.

As long as he entered a crowded place, the two behind him would not be able to catch him there.

Seeing that he was about to escape, a shoe was thrown from a distance and hit the back of his neck with precision.

Zheng Shiyuan let out a pain, and slowed down a little. At this moment, Mo Qing swooped down, trying to push him to the ground.

It's a pity that the distance was not enough. When the body fell, it only grabbed Zheng Shiyuan's pants, but the effect was the same.

Mo Qing pulled off the opponent's pants to the bottom.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and Zheng Shiyuan felt his lower body cool down, and then he was escorted into the car by Mo Qing and Li Jingheng.

On the way, Li Jingheng was driving, and Mo Qing was sitting in the back row watching Zheng Shiyuan.

"Aren't you going to say something?"

Mo Qing dangled a Gurkha machete in front of him.

Zheng Shiyuan, however, looked death-like, "What are you talking about? I don't know anything, let me tell you, you are now illegally detained! It's against the law!"

"Hehe, are you really not afraid?" Mo Qing's knife moved down slowly, "The most famous operation in Siam should start a wonderful journey in your life."

Cold sweat broke out on Zheng Shiyuan's forehead, "You are hurting yourself! If you abolish me, the law will not let you go!"

"You're still stubborn, so let you experience the beauty of a new life first."

Mo Qing raised the scimitar and stabbed downward.