[Pretender] The North-South Flyover that year

"How do you know where my station is?"

"Send someone to follow you, and you can only put it anywhere except your home."

Throwing the man in the sack into the secret room, Yiqiu turned around and asked, "Why did you kidnap Xu Liangcheng?"

Yan Lu was surprised: "How do you know?"

"You can't find someone for so long without any clues. I'm afraid you found him and detained him privately."

Yan Lv kept silent, and Yiqiu stopped asking any further questions.Rubbing the aching brows, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.Things have been messy lately, entangled with each other, and a mistake will lead to a deadlock, so she has to be careful.

Walking to the window, pushing the window open, the cold wind is blowing, the sky is thousands of miles away, and it is as bleak as the clouds.Outside the window, the street lamps on the side of the street shone coldly on the ground, and there were few pedestrians. Occasionally, they would walk quickly when they passed by, for fear of being stabbed by the biting wind if they walked slowly.Tonight is New Year's Eve. The whole family should be reunited and have fun. They should sit around the fire, raise a glass and drink, tell the past of the past, and sigh with emotion.After eating, drinking, and talking, I want to make a new year's wish, and my words carry blessings so that this winter night will no longer be cold.

Letting out a breath, it turned into a cloud and seemed to form ice particles in an instant: "Happy New Year Yan Lu."

Looking at Yiqiu leaning out of the window, Yan Lu's face warmed up: "Happy New Year."

Although there were only the two of them in this huge house, these four-character blessings made my heart lively.The uncle should have arrived in Fa France safely, and the sister is also on the 76th at this time. Although they did not get together, they both promised to give Yiqiu a surprise gift.This is very good, this kind of tacit understanding that cares about each other even if we don't meet each other is rare, only relatives.

With a soft heart, he turned around and asked, "Did you see off your uncle when he boarded the plane? I don't know if you brought enough clothes. The French side is not much better than this side."

In the next second, the blood coagulated, the pupils dilated, a burst of dizziness struck, and the heart beat like thunder.She opened her eyes wide in a daze, the corners of her eyes were cracked, and then her whole body began to tremble, and she rushed out the door, leaving only Yan Lv's words in her ears: "Director Wang hasn't boarded the plane yet, the plane has been changed. "

In life, some people come and go; blood.

Regardless of Yan Lv's pursuit, Wang Yiqiu fell down the stairs in embarrassment, half-crawled into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and flew off the string like an arrow.

At the entrance of the Shanghai Grand Hotel, there was a bustling bustling crowd, with people screaming hysterically.The tables and chairs were overturned, the wine glasses were broken, the soil and blood in the vases on the ground were mixed, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell.

Walking in, there were corpses all over the place, those people's eyes were wide open, mixed with stern unwillingness, and a few more mouths were opened on their bodies.

Yiqiu staggered and stumbled as he walked, the more he went in, the more he lost his strength, every step felt like a soft step, every step seemed to make him fall to his knees.

Pass through the main hall and walk to the VIP room. At the turn of the stairs, there is a room with a wide open door. Standing in place, you can still see half of the corpse protruding from the edge of the door.Falling down, getting up, trotting over, and then, fate returned to the original track, everything she did was just a joke.

There was a hole between Wang Fuqu's eyebrows, and blood was still bleeding out. He didn't lie on the ground, but curled up in a corner, just curled up like that, with his eyes wide open in horror.Fear, desolation, and unwillingness that were almost distorted roared inside. His arms were wrapped around him like shrimps scalded by boiling water, and the humbleness in the last moment of his life was vaguely visible.

His briefcase was thrown aside, and the blessing doll that was inside fell out. The doll was grinning, its blood-red face was flushed, and its mud-black body was dirty.It lay dilapidated on the ground, like Wang Fuqu, dying dilapidated.

The whole world suddenly darkened, his vision became blurred, and his heart became extremely heavy.Her mind was confused, her body began to lose weight, and she seemed to be floating. She didn't feel sad, but she didn't know what it was like in her heart.A lot of emotions collided and rolled in her chest, trying to spit out the bitterness, but as soon as the thing reached her mouth, she swallowed it back abruptly, leaving her with a bitter mouthful, she forgot to cry, and just kept laughing , Laughing non-stop, I don’t know what I’m laughing at, why I’m laughing, maybe I’m laughing at what she thinks is a heroic struggle, maybe she’s laughing at the illusory fate.

When Wang Fuqu plotted to assassinate the Mingjing siblings, she was in the room, listening to her uncle's greedy smile, she burst into contempt.This man really deserved what he deserved, and death is not a pity.However, there will be no more. For her life, he would go bankrupt and risk his life to break into the military academy and take her out.There will be no more, and I will do my best for her.There will be no more, the elder who left a lamp and a glass of water for her.

The heart seems to be cut cruelly by a blunt file, the grief flows out from the wound, and the sadness is scattered all over the place, the heart stirs and bleeds there, even if the broken heart is planted back in the chest, there is only a pool of stagnant water left .

"Why didn't you tell me he wasn't on the plane"

Wang Yiqiu sat back on the stool, when Yan Lu rushed over, she asked him blankly with empty eyes.

"You've been busy with Xu Liangcheng's affairs recently, so you forgot what I told you, right? It's like this when Mingjing is in trouble, and it's like this about uncle."

Wang Yiqiu faced the ceiling, raised her head, her voice was hoarse.

"Like I said, you are Wang's secretary, and no matter what you do, I will put Wang's interests first."

She didn't know what she was talking about, but her whole body was taken out.

"Yan Lu, if there is another time, I will kill you."

Yan Lv was stunned in place, unable to imagine that just because of his own mistake, such a situation would result. Wang Fuqu died, but it seemed that not only Wang Fuqu died.This woman who is good at calculating, but has flesh and blood, love and righteousness has also undergone some changes.

Silence mixed with despair, oppressed in the air.Moonlight looked around the room casually with scattered eyes, while Wang Yiqiu was sitting upright on the stool, staring blankly at the ceiling all the time.There is wind tonight, a kind of madness burning in the cold night wind, floating in front of Wang Yiqiu's eyes from time to time, all the actions of others that warmed her heart in the past are now uncovered, and turned out to be just tools to paralyze her.And she turned a blind eye, and finally suffered the consequences.

After a while, the agents of No. 76 came here in large numbers, and the entourage who just met at Wusongkou tonight also came here. He stood in front of Yiqiu suspiciously, and called Yiqiu softly. One sound.

Yiqiu stood up, looked at the crowd of people coming in, and asked, "Do you have a gun?"

Of course he answered in the affirmative, Yiqiu nodded, took a few guns from No. 76, and said to Yan Lu:

"Take your gun and follow me to Ming's house."