Not in reincarnation

As soon as Zheng Jiang stepped out of the hotel gate, he was almost blown back by the wind outside.The wind was so strong that his clothes were flapping by the wind. He stood by the side of the road, wondering how long it would take to hail a taxi.

In fact, this kind of thinking is meaningless. There are usually taxis waiting for passengers at the entrance of the hotel. He got into the nearest one, reported the place name, and the driver started the car.

Zheng Jiang took out his mobile phone, opened the webpage, and wanted to know more about Windsor and Leith.There is very little information on them, and what Wenkang said is almost all.

But Zheng Jiang found a webpage saying that when the two men attended a banquet, Leith did not enter almost naked like other slaves because of his special status.An old man who didn't know them at the time wanted a taste of Leith - slaves have no dignity, and most masters are willing to show their training results.

Leith seldom didn't bite his mouth, so he was still biting his mouth and couldn't speak at that time, and he almost always wore a blindfold, and he just had a different temperament from other slaves.

At that time, someone said to that man, this is a special favor and cannot be used.

The man said that slaves are meant to be fucked, and everyone is the master, so there is nothing that can’t be used.

The persuading person glanced at Windsor whose face was half covered with a bandage, felt uneasy, and hurried away from the center of the storm.

Seeing that Windsor was silent, the man bent down and touched Leith's chin. Leith felt a difference in the touch and subconsciously avoided it.

Then everyone present heard the sound of boring.With a gunshot, a black blood hole appeared on the man's forehead, and he fell down.

Everyone was stunned. At any rate, there were some famous people at the banquet, and Windsor didn't seem to have thought about shooting him.

Someone stopped Windsor, saying that he would get into trouble if he did so.No one knew that a genius who was usually only responsible for training would suddenly kill people in full view.

Windsor tucked the gun back into the holster on his leg, and gave the person who advised him a cold look.

As soon as the master pulled the rope, Leith knelt down and crawled after him.

Leith didn't react from the beginning to the end, as if he didn't know that the person who just molested him was dead.

At this point in the story, Zheng Jiang felt a chill.

The narrator mentioned that the people there are all famous people, so when Windsor's Taussig family was declining, where did Windsor have the confidence to kill people, and he has not been sanctioned or retaliated so far?

Could it be that he was poached by another family?

It is not impossible to change the backstage.But after all, he is not a blood member of the family, without the ties of blood, why does the family still protect him?

More and more mysteries surround him.

At the same time, Leith's behavior is also very strange.Whether it's in the story, last night, or when we first met, Leith has always acted like a soulless puppet.

Thinking about it this way, every time Zheng Jiang asked a question, he would hesitate for a while, as if he was waiting for someone to tell him how to answer.

There are too many mysteries entangled in them, afraid of Windsor's actions and delicate background, Zheng Jiang only hopes that one day he will not be the target of his revenge.

Zheng Jiang looked up from the phone screen and looked out of the car.It was daytime now, and compared to last night, the streets looked a bit bleak.Passers-by flashed and disappeared from the field of vision one by one, living and dying in his mind.

Zheng Jiang suddenly wanted to go to church, make a confession, and soothe his impetuous heart.This impetuousness penetrated his soul, making him feel the panic of dying for the first time.

Zheng Jiang rang the doorbell, Wenkang opened the door of the villa and let him in.

"You're back." He looked a little tired, but his eyes were shining, obviously very excited.

Zheng Jiang responded casually, and began to undress: "Have you seen those things?"

"I'm watching the second CD." He brought a warm wet towel, Zheng Jiang closed his eyes immediately, and he wiped Zheng Jiang's face vigorously with the towel.After the towel left his face, Zheng Jiang opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to wipe it for him.Both Wenkang and Mi Liu are a bit of a clean freak, and they must wipe their faces and hands when they come back.

"What's inside?" Zheng Jiang asked.

"Follow Miss and MB to have sex. Now this is a scene of accepting bribes with a hidden camera." After wiping his hands, Wen Kang held a corner of the towel and walked to the bathroom, "Go to the living room and see Mi Liu. I'm going to clean and disinfect it."

Zheng Jiang nodded, and when he walked to the door of the living room, he was frightened back a few steps by the voices inside—a mix of blushing, flesh-slapping, panting, and moaning sounds.

Didn't Wenwen Wenkang say he was watching a bribery CD?

Mi Liu noticed him, and beckoned him to come over, his face full of surprise: "This guy Chen Dingjie is even a negotiating assistant!"

"..." Chen Dingjie knows that this guy has a brain.

"The disc just now, tsk tsk, looks like an island country action movie..."

"..." Is it really okay to indulge in sex at this age?

"Zheng Jiang, I received an email. When I opened it, it was two uncles having sex. Are you interested?"

"..."

After Zhou Wenkang finished tossing, the three of them finally began to discuss the source of the package.

Zheng Jiang said: "Could it be that Windsor did it?"

Mi Liu said: "Then why did he help us?"

Wenkang held a plate with three cups of steaming white coffee on it.All three love coffee.Because coffee is easy to cause dysmenorrhea, so around the menstrual period, Mi Liu is not to drink.Now that Wenkang has soaked, it is probably because Mi Liu can drink again.

Mi Liu took a few sips hard, a blush appeared on her face, warming her body.Both Zheng Jiang and Wenkang took a sip, waited for the coffee to flow between their teeth and tongue, and then swallowed slowly.

Domestic brands are not as good as imported brands. Although domestic brands are also very good, people still prefer imported ones.

For this, Mi Liu bought a can of domestic brand after trying coffee once, drank it cherishedly for half a year, and finally finished it.I regretted that I only bought one can. Fortunately, online shopping is well developed, so I went to the online store to place an order.

Wenkang prefers Malaysian brands. He has relatives and friends living there, and they will bring some to him when he returns to China every now and then.There is also a can in Wenkang's office, but he rarely drinks it. He prefers to drink it at home.

As for Zheng Jiang, as long as there is not too much sugar, it is fine.

The three of them drank some coffee, warmed up their bodies, cleared their minds, and began to think about problems.Thinking of their inexplicable visit, Zheng Jiang told them what happened last night.

Mi Liu was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "You mean, there is another person in the room?"

"Yes." Zheng Jiang nodded, took out a handkerchief bag from his pants, opened it, and took out the silver hair, "I still found this on the bed, it may be left by that person."

Wenkang took it over and looked at it, and said, "This is too long. You can even shoot a white-haired witch."

"Wenkang, can you see if this is dyed? I don't think so." Zheng Jiang said.

"Well, even if it's your former friend, I think the hair should not be long due to the influence of that culture... There are no old people with long hair on the street, and most of the women have short hair." Mi Liu said .

"Some of them are too long." Wenkang said, "It's either naturally white, or it's not a wig."

"It is true that some people have gray hair in their youth, and it will be inherited." Mi Liu said in a threatening tone, not knowing who to listen to.

"You know a lot." Zheng Jiang said.

"Well, my cousin is in junior high school, and he has a classmate who wants to get his hair dyed regularly." Mi Liu said.

"The color of the dyed black hair is very fake." Zheng Jiangdao, suddenly remembered Gao Zhenglin's ocher red hair, and felt that his dyed hair matched his skin color very well.

Mi Liu curled her lips: "Isn't it better than being dyed?"

Just as Zheng Jiang wanted to continue, he opened his mouth and realized that he had strayed from the topic, so he said, "So is this dyed or is it real or fake?"

Wenkang adjusted his glasses and said, "Didn't you tell me? If it's not natural, it's fake."

"Or," Wen Kang paused, "this is a normal phenomenon of aging."

Speechless for a while.

Mi Liu packed things all over the place. "Turn on the computer, scanner." Mi Liu glanced at Zheng Jiang, picked up a bunch of things and ordered Wenkang.Zhou Wenkang stood up, walked out of the living room slowly, and said, "Clean up the cups."

"Yes." Zheng Jiang replied.

"By the way." Zheng Jiang called to Mi Liu, "Isn't there me in that CD?"

Mi Liu looked relieved: "No, don't worry."

"I'm just afraid that people will recognize it after it gets out."

"Without you, I plan to send the CD to the discipline inspection." Mi Liu said.

"What should I do if I am in a mess?" Zheng Jiang was worried.

"You don't know how to back up? Pass it up! To the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection! If you can't, then go to the central government!" Mi Liu yelled.

Zheng Jiang silently waited for her to finish howling before he dared to speak: "Just use the Internet to expose the documents?"

"That's the best way," said Mi Liu.

"Remember to use an agent."

"Hey Zheng Jiang, you've learned badly too~"

"Tsk."

As they expected, through the super public opinion platform of the Internet, no matter how powerful Chen Dingjie is, he cannot block the sky with one hand.With the public outraged, the Commission for Discipline Inspection, who had benefited more or less, had to put on a show.However, to their surprise, the superiors attached great importance to this matter and sent a special investigation team. Under the supervision of public opinion, a dense net of materialistic desires was dragged out, and it was broad daylight.

Those suspected of accepting and offering bribes were punished to varying degrees.

Chen Dingjie was sentenced to life.

Before he was imprisoned, he couldn't figure it out, why was he found out after everything he did was clean?Why did so many people get involved, and still find him—the deepest hidden but also the biggest moth?

Zheng Jiang went to the court to hear the verdict—he likes to hear the trial, and when he walked to the street and saw the traffic, he didn't know where to go or what to do.He lit a cigarette and slowly put the filter between his lips.

The snow has gradually melted, but the ice of the hurt heart has never melted.

Human mistakes are the scars that nails dug on the board. Even if the nails are gone, the scars will still remain.

Even if the wound no longer hurts, you can't forget the painful years. It is not a superficial life experience, but an encouragement to support people to move forward.

When you are tired and tired, you can rest, but you cannot rest.

As long as people slack off, they will soon miss a turning point.

That turning point once determined the end of life, whether it is sorrow or joy, suffering or happiness.