For Future Emails, My Golden Finger Is Myself

Zhang Qing's body can be used as a messenger, and so can Ding Baoshan's.

Both corpses were brought to Nie Dao, and the dimensional contract would probably alleviate the problem a lot.

This is Yi Yan's little calculation.

What is not true is not important for now.

His top priority is to solve the dimensional contract and the three black shadows 30 years later.

End of the meeting.

Everyone put forward many hypotheses, and finally selected the three most likely ones.

Everyone is divided into three teams and each pursues clues based on these three directions.

Everyone dispersed.

The only ministers and bosses from all parties left in the conference room were chatting:

"No wonder Comrade Xiao Yi gained Mr. Weng's trust at such a young age."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"Didn't you listen to what he said? I'll lend him the body after the autopsy.

This is to fight this case to the end.

Young people with such hard work and perseverance are rare this year. "

"Yeah, my son would be half as good as him."

"Mr. Weng is so lucky. He went to Jiazhou Prefecture and brought back such an outstanding young man."

"Alas...I can't envy you!"

Weng Tong: ー(￣~￣)ξHe always felt that Yi Yan wanted to borrow the body, but that was not what he meant.

However, excellence is indeed excellent.

By harnessing this kind of talent, I even have a few more gray hairs.

…

After the big guys left, Weng Tong also packed up his things and prepared to leave.

As soon as he walked out of the building, he saw Yi Yan dragging Zhao Jiaqi into the toilet furtively.

Weng Tong followed quietly.

There is no other meaning, just curiosity.

"Brother Zhao, how is our relationship?" Yi Yan's voice came from the toilet.

"Uh... We share adversity together in Lingyun Cave, so we can be considered friends of life and death.

But it's not good enough to be 'frank...frank'. "

Zhao Jiaqi's voice sounded a little trembling.

He was a mecha master. Without his mecha, he was no match for a strong man like Yi Yan.

She was pinned to the ground every minute and allowed to be ravaged by him.

"Frankly? No, I mean do you believe me?" Yi Yan said in a different way.

"Believe, believe, but don't tell me that it doesn't hurt. I don't believe it..."

"Also, I have a wife."

Yi Yan: "..."

What the hell is this guy talking about?

Yi Yan was ready to get straight to the point and said:

"No, I want to say that I just had a premonition."

Weng Tong outside the door: "!!!"

Σ(っ°Д°;)っForget it if you bring harm to Mr. Weng, why are you looking for me? Zhao Jiaqi said with a wry smile:

"Wha...what kind of premonition, something ominous?"

"Uh...it's not very ominous. Just believe me and go get a paternity test with your daughter."

Yi Yan always remembered the incident in the future email about Zhao Jiaqi's death.

After thinking about it for a few days, I still felt that I should give him a tactful reminder.

When it comes to friends, you can't just sit back and watch.

Although it was not very tactful, he tried his best.

"This...isn't this called [very ominous]?" Zhao Jiaqi stuttered.

Do you have any misunderstanding about ominousness? This is simply shocking news, Zhao Jiaqi is about to cry.

Weng Tong outside the door breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's okay, it's just a personal matter.

No big deal!

Indeed [not very ominous].

…

Weng Tong left.

Yi Yan also left.

That day, Zhao Jiaqi cried like a child in her 30s in the men's room.

There are some bad rumors circulating in Qianlong Town:

Someone saw Yi Yan pulling Zhao Jiaqi into the toilet.

A few minutes later, Yi Yan left, and Zhao Jiaqi's suppressed and aggrieved cries came from the toilet.

In the next few days, Yi Yan felt strange.

The people in Qianlong Town behaved a bit strangely when they met him.

When women saw him, they all looked sideways, and then whispered to their best friends.

When men see him, they will subconsciously stop, raise their anus, and then leave quickly.

(￢‸￢) ? Yi Yan felt strange.

…

Within a few days, Zhao Jiaqi happily continued to clock in and go to work.

I heard they were divorced.

The liberated state is different.

Her wife also threatened that she should be satisfied if the children looked alike. How dare Zhao Jiaqi ask to be her biological child.

As a professional, Zhao Jiaqi is certainly not used to it.

On the spot... Yi Yan felt very excited listening to the gossip.

At this time, Yi Yan's phone rang. "How invincible is..."

"Hello! Who's there?" Yi Yan answered the phone.

"Yi Yan!" A suppressed angry voice came from the other end of the phone.

Uh...he just remembered that he has a girlfriend.

"Ah, Shirley."

"you……"

Just as Zhao Xueli opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Yi Yan:

"I know, do you want to ask me why I didn't contact you?

Because I became a professional and joined the official secret department.

Developed!

Expanded!

I don’t like you anymore, let’s break up. "

This scenario was mentioned many times in future emails, and no matter how Yi Yan answered, he would always be at a disadvantage.

He couldn't swallow this breath.

It’s better to strike first and get to the point.

Shirley Zhao: "..."

She was a little confused, what kind of divine expansion was this?

I didn’t say anything, so why did I get broken up?

Didn't you like this game very much before?

If it wasn't for the sake of maintaining a good image in front of Fan Kaibei, I would have started to PUA him and drained his wallet.

loss!

The more Xue Shirley thought about it, the angrier she became, and she said angrily: "Scumbag! You are playing with my feelings."

Yi Yan: "Don't say that, I haven't played it."

Shirley Zhao: "..."

"Are you angry because I ran into the gym first that day without waiting for you?

The monster suddenly appeared, and I, a girl, was so panicked that I couldn't care less..."

Shirley Zhao began to explain pitifully, without even mentioning Yuan Weida.

If Yi Yan mentions Yuan Weida now, it will appear that he is stingy.

Yi Yan smiled in his heart and said:

"It's okay, I don't blame you, we are not suitable.

I have thought clearly, you cannot give me the life I want. "

Shirley Zhao: (・_・) God, the life you want, shouldn’t you give it to me?

Seeing that Yi Yan was unable to make progress, Zhao Xueli retreated and did the next best thing and said:

"Okay, let's get to know each other after all. Let's at least explain the breakup in person."

The most important thing is to make an appointment, everything else is trivial.

grass! This bitch wanted to blow herself up. He had liked her for so many years for nothing. Yi Yan felt cold and said:

"Okay, where will we meet?"

"Yiming Road, People's Square, Xingjiuke!"

…

After hanging up the phone, Yi Yan took a deep breath.

Not because of his lost love, but because the moment of life and death is coming.

The future brother is right.

At this time, he was not sad at all.

Yi Yan, who was at the late spiritual level, was still powerless when faced with war weapons such as missiles.

A little carelessness can lead to disaster.

"Hey, Mr. Weng, how is the investigation about the matter I mentioned a few days ago?"

"There's no sign, but I'm monitoring all the people on the list you gave me."

"I'll leave in half an hour."

"Okay! Be safe."

Weng Tong never doubted Yi Yan from beginning to end.

Because all his premonitions came true.

Especially ominous.