Song Jing ate slowly with his head down, chewing every bite carefully.

It's as if what you eat is not food, but someone's heart.

Shi Yan stood behind the screen on the other side of the dining room, looking at Song Jing's back.

How come you lost weight again.The protruding shoulder blades on her back can be seen through the coat.

So I can eat meat and still be so thin, is it because I always feel full and hungry for three days?

The old housekeeper brought in the last Buddha jumping wall, glanced at the screen without any trace, then quickly retracted it, and put the Buddha jumping wall on the table, "Doctor Song, take your time."

"Grandpa housekeeper, I wrote a prescription, please grab the medicine and send it to the banquet house. I have already written down the method of decocting the medicine, and let the servant follow the decoction." Song Jing handed over the prescription.

The old butler took it, and couldn't help but cast a glance over the screen, "Doctor Song, I have to take care of the old man, and I don't have much time. Why don't you trouble me to go to the banquet house and deliver the prescription to the old man personally. OK?"

Song Jing picked up the chopsticks, "It's not convenient for me."

The old housekeeper sighed helplessly, took the prescription and left the dining room.

Shi Yan stood behind the screen and smiled silently.

She thought she was heartless, but it turned out that she still remembered his hurt.

Separated by a screen, one sits and eats, while the other stands behind and hides and watches.

After Song Jing finished his meal, he said hello to the old housekeeper and left Shi's old house.I called a car using the taxi app, and took out the package from the bag after getting in the car and opened it.

There was indeed a box in the package, but what was in the box was not a bomb, but a few photos.

These photos are incomplete, only a part of her parents is kept, and the other part is torn off.

Song Jing flipped through the photos one by one, and his eyes stopped on the last photo.

Part of this photo was also torn off, leaving only her parents, but there was an extra arm on her father's shoulder in this photo.

The other party probably wanted to keep her parents intact in the photo, so she didn't forcefully tear off the arm.

This arm looks very ordinary. It can be distinguished from the skeleton that it is a man's arm, and there is also a men's Golden Eagle series rose gold limited edition Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.This watch was released 15 years ago, and the price was above seven figures when it was just released.

A man who can afford this watch and can buy it at that time is either rich or expensive!

Song Jing put away the photos, took out his phone and sent a message.

[Sister Man, check for me who bought the limited edition Patek Philippe of the Golden Eagle series rose gold 15 years ago. 】

【Xiao Jinger, is this news related to your parents?I'll have someone check it out right away.In addition, the Tail Research Institute has placed an order with the thief Lingyin. They want the design drawing of the latest stealth fighter in country m, and the price is [-] million. Shall we accept it? 】

【catch. 】

Song Jing took the first place in the national special admissions examination, and has already received a letter of recommendation from Peking University. He no longer needs to go to school for the last half of the semester of his third year of high school.After finishing the matter this time, she planned to go back to the experimental middle school to complete all the formalities.

[No problem, then I'll take the order.Are you in the imperial capital?I will go to the imperial capital to find you tomorrow. 】

【Tomorrow I will not be in the imperial capital, so I have to go back to school to go through the formalities. You are waiting for me in the imperial capital. 】

【no problem.Tail Wing gave a month of sufficient time, at least let my sister play for a week first.My sister was recently imprisoned in Heiyun for programming, and she hasn't known what it's like to be a man for a long time. 】

A smile flashed across Song Jing's eyes, 【Scum girl.Be careful that someday these will become your debts. 】

【impossible.Sister belongs to all men, definitely not just one.Love you. 】

Song Jing could imagine that when Sha Manyin sent these messages, he was leaning enchantingly and charmingly in front of Heiyun's bar, and his gestures were full of beauty.

This woman knows all too well what a man wants.As long as she has her eyes on the prey, there is no one who will not be abducted to bed by her.

Song Jing stuffed his phone back into his pocket, and the car slowly drove into the village in the city. It drove slowly on the streets where there was little maintenance, and there were potholes and garbage cans everywhere, and finally stopped at a shop with a rolling shutter halfway Front.

Song Jing paid the money and got out of the car, and looked up at the tattered signboard on the shop: Yunda Express.

There are a lot of battery cars parked in front of the store, and there is also a very dilapidated van with advertisements for infertility treatment plastered on its body.

The other shops next to it are all locked, and it can be seen that they have been closed for a long time.And with regard to the business attitude of Yunda Express, which is half closed, I am afraid that the business is also pitifully deserted, and it is not far from closing.

Song Jing bent over to support the half-drawn rolling door, "Send the express delivery."

Behind the door, three strong men who were playing cards around a spread out cardboard looked up at her.

The three strong men originally looked impatient, but after seeing Song Jing's appearance clearly, the three of them glanced at each other, and the expressions on their faces changed immediately. One of them got up with a smile and walked over, "Beauty, what do you want to send?"

"Photos." Song Jing bent down and went in, took out the photos in his pocket and put them on the table, "City Express."

"It's okay to send anything." The burly man holding the door smiled and pulled down the half-closed rolling door, and slammed it shut completely, "Beauty, are you still a student? As long as you let the brothers have fun, you Whatever you want to send, brothers can send it to you.”

"Little beauty, your legs are so straight, how about letting my brother touch them?"

"Want to touch my leg?" Song Jing smiled, the tails of his beautiful eyes slightly raised, and he hooked his fingers dangerously and amazingly, "Come here."

The burly man showed surprise in his eyes, and he almost let out a sigh of relief. He quickly stepped forward without any precautions, "Little beauty, brother, come... ah!"

Song Jing grabbed the paper knife on the table and plunged it into the shoulder socket beside the strong man's neck with a puff. Blood gushed out along the blade in an instant. , slammed down on the table, "I want to touch my leg, are you worthy?"

"Damn it, bitch, you're looking for death!" The other two strong men reacted quickly, with fierce eyes, pulled out a [-]-[-] cm long watermelon knife from under the paper shell, and slashed at Song Jing directly.

Song Jing raised his legs and kicked up a dilapidated single sofa next to him. At the same time, he grabbed the strong man who was pressing on the table, held him against his waist, and took a knife directly in the head.

"Ah!" The burly man was stabbed firmly in the chest, and the burly man who slashed his companion was stunned.

Song Jing raised his leg and kicked the man into the wall, while the strong man on the other side was knocked over by the flying sofa and crushed to the ground.

The three strong men fell to the ground and groaned in a blink of an eye, unable to even get up.

"You... who the hell are you?" The burly man who was hit by the sofa was considered the least injured, pushed the sofa away and stumbled to his feet, his small eyes were full of fear.

"Do you still remember these photos?" Song Jing picked up the photos and faced the three of them, his expression indifferent and bloodthirsty, "You poor couriers can't send a single normal courier in a year, if you dare to tell me you don't Remember, I don't mind prying your head open to help you remember."

"Remember...remember." The three strong men didn't know that the pretty little girl was actually a demon, and now they were so afraid of her, "It was sent by a man in a Bentley. But we only want to see From the profile of him sitting in the car, the things were brought in by his bodyguards."

Their intra-city courier is just a listing, not a real courier at all.

Those who can send things to them are those who understand their rules.

"What does his profile look like?"

"The thief chicken is handsome! But I just glanced at it when I opened the door, and I didn't see what it looked like." The strong man froze for a moment, then remembered, "But he left an envelope. He said that if someone took the photo When you find it, give her the envelope. You wait."

The strong man limped to find the envelope left by the man, "Boss, this is it. We really don't know anything else."

The envelope is the old British aristocrat's hard paper envelope, and there is a wax seal of a rose flower on the seal.

Song Jing's face changed when he saw the envelope, his beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, and a murderous intent surged inside.

Here he is!

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