The Heart of the God of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 222 Good Morning, Funder 26
Yan Wenyao laughed while listening.

"So, you are still expecting me to do something, since you don't want me to go whoring for nothing, why don't you change the payment method,
You have personally experienced my strength,

It's better to use one night for one day. "

When he said this, the man looked at Jinyan from top to bottom with fiery eyes,

She could almost see the fire in the man's eyes, as if he really had this plan,
Jin Yan's feet were a little soft.

My toes are almost curled up,

That painful experience left a shadow on her.

"Which, this matter has to be discussed in the long run, so don't rush."

Yan Wenyao raised his eyebrows and said, "Huh?"

The corner of the mouth pulled out a beautiful arc, obviously aroused by her words,
The body retreated slightly,
Get ready to hear this guy start babbling.

Jin Yan raised her head and glanced at Zhang San who was driving,

He leaned a little closer to Yan Wenyao,
Lowering his voice, he tentatively said, "There are some things that require more theoretical knowledge."

Her words are a bit cryptic, but combined with the conversation just now, it's not difficult to guess.

Then,
Jin Yan could clearly see two blushes appearing on the other party's fair face, which softened the coldness and sharpness between the eyebrows against that stunning face.

I just don't know if I was angry or something.

The unscrupulous she also began to add fuel to the fire, her red lips moved: "Human, you still have to face your own shortcomings."

visible to the naked eye,
The tips of the man's white jade ears also turned red.

One hand squeezed and cracked, almost gritting his teeth and said two words: "Very good!"

Then Jinyan was fearless, and pointed to the position of her lower abdomen,
Pressing the tip of the tongue against the socket, laughing badly,
"During that period of time, even if you want to do something, you can't do it."

The expression on Yan Wenyao's face cracked instantly,

It also seemed a little dark, with a congested chest.

Looking at his expression, Jin Yan just felt that the feeling of this trick succeeding was simply not too good,
She laughed so much that she held her head against the metal next to her and almost couldn't straighten her back.

Yan Wenyao glared at her viciously, but the laughter became even more chilling.

He suddenly felt a deep sense of helplessness, raised his snow-white slender fingers, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, then pinched the center of his brows with a headache,
I couldn't help but ask a question in my heart: "Is it really that bad?"

Of course, no one answered this question, and he was not prepared to ask it.
After all, for this kind of thing, there is always an innate self-confidence,

He would rather believe that it was a certain woman deliberately saying something to anger him,
It must be like this.

Both of them began to think about their own things, and the car suddenly became quiet.
But this atmosphere didn't last long,
Because a phone rings,

After connecting the phone, Wang Xinhe's serious voice sounded from inside,

"Song Minhua is dead,

Before she died, she deliberately left a suicide note, which said, the murderer who killed me was Jin Yan,
Now the police have sent someone to pick you up. "

Because it is external,

So everyone in the car heard this sentence.

At the same time, a few whistles could be faintly heard behind him.
"Stop the car first."

Zhang San skillfully parked the car on the side of the road,
Jin Yan immediately turned her body around, and there were some colorful light spots behind her.

After waiting for a while, a police car appeared in the field of vision.
"Damn, what a grievance this must be. If I die, I will be dragged into the water."

For a moment, Jin Yan couldn't help swearing, and her face turned red.

But it was red from anger.

She really just knocked Song Minhua out, and did nothing else.
This is pure framing.

When this major change occurred, the expression on Yan Wenyao's face instantly restrained,

His eyes stopped in front of the police car behind him for a moment, and then he put Jin Yan's already cold hand in his palm,

Softly comforting: "Don't worry, I will prove your innocence.

In fact, there are many doubts about this matter.
Because of the suicide note, the police are just going through the process of taking you back.
I'll take care of everything. "

Seeing that the police car had stopped on the ground less than five meters behind him,
Jin Yan nodded: "I believe in you, I didn't hide anything from what I told you just now."

Soon, two people got out of the car, each of them even had a gun in their hand.
This is like a set of equipment for dealing with dangerous elements. Jin Yan took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out.

In order to prove that he was not a threat, he raised his hand high,

"I'll go with you."

The two policemen skillfully handcuffed Jinyan, a touch that had never been experienced before.

Jinyan's body couldn't help but tremble,
It seemed to be the first time in her life that she had felt this way.

A police officer next to her seemed to sense her nervousness and apprehension,
Started to comfort: "Don't worry, we are just going through a process,
You will be released after finding reasonable evidence. "

On the way to catch up, he had already read the personal information about Jin Yan and Song Minhua.

One is a rising star in the industry whose career is about to flourish, and the other is a down-and-out star whose popularity is ruined and whose family is about to go bankrupt.
Even a fool can see it,
Jin Yan has absolutely no possibility of committing a murder, unless her mind is repeatedly pinched by the door.

"Which police station are you from?"

Hearing this sentence, he turned around and saw a man sticking his head out of the car door.
He was very familiar with this face, but he couldn't remember the name for a while.
But still answered the question: "I am XX..."

The police car just kicked off,
Yan Wenyao dialed a phone number, and after some instructions, he hung up the call.

There is a bit of gloom in the eyebrows and eyes, and if you look closely, there is even a bit of killing intent.

"Boss, where are we going next?"

"Back to the villa."

Yan Wenyao's voice returned to its original coldness,

It was frighteningly cold.

Zhang San had already started to tremble, he didn't dare to say a word, and immediately did as he said.

The car was running smoothly on the road,

This is an extraordinarily heavy atmosphere along the way,
Yan Wenyao made many phone calls, and after each call, he would write down something in his small notebook.

After returning to this long-lost villa, he randomly pulled out a stool,
Putting fingertips on the sandalwood wood and tapping one after another,

Her thin lips moved: "Jinyan just knocked Song Minhua out and made her lose mobility.

To be on the safe side, she was sent to the hospital by the police later.

During this time she was still alive,

And according to the report, she found out that she had advanced lung cancer last week.

This is hopeless,

Coupled with Song Minhua's previous behavior of wanting Jinyan to take the knife,
Obviously trying to frame her with death,
......"

(End of this chapter)