[Pretender] The North-South Flyover that year

The farce is over.Mingjing didn't know about it, and Minglou's performance was full of emotion. Everyone in the audience believed in Minglou's innocence. This vivid performance resisted the desire of the extra-high class to reach out to the Ming family. Devil's Claw, people gradually dispersed in small groups, and Ming Jing also had a pale face and was helped back home by Ming Cheng.

The rain is still falling, and the smog in the sky is gradually thinning, and it seems to disappear.

Wang Manchun believed it too, and believed in Minglou's helplessness.She didn't even hold an umbrella, and walked straight into Minglou's arms, coaxing and comforting Minglou with soft words.

"They're all right, what about my sister?"

"I... Yiqiu is enough for me."

The whispers were still in my ears yesterday, but my sister's arms were only opened for Minglou in the end.

Yiqiu raised her head, quietly watching the dawn revealed by the clouds, everything should be over, Mingtai has stayed inside for long enough, it's time to come out.

Wang Manchun put his arms around Minglou's shoulders and walked to the distance in the rain. Yiqiu stood in the corridor, watching Wang Manchun's back quietly through the glass.

That silly woman won't know, Minglou's tenderness at the moment is just a tool to distract her.

Yiqiu turned around and took one step at a time.The whole building seems to be empty now, Yoshimasa Fujita is gone, Wang Manchun is gone, and Liang Zhongchun is no longer in the new government.People seem to be still immersed in the wonderful farce just now, lazily absent-minded.

She didn't want to come at first, but she came anyway under Mingcheng's entrustment.

Standing in front of the intelligence department and the interrogation office, Yiqiu paused.All the way here, she is the Minister of Supervision and Wang Manchun's younger sister. People who come and go here see her and open the door without even asking.

No wonder she was sent here, in the whole of Shanghai, apart from Fujita, she is probably the only one who can come and go freely at this time.

Walking to the interrogation room where Mingtai was detained, there was a strong smell of blood.

Pushing open the door, Yiqiu was stimulated by the scene in front of him and closed his eyes.

The last time she saw Mingtai, the child was still wearing a suit and leather shoes, smiling cynically and full of energy.Now it looks like a dehydrated, scaled fish.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, and he sat back on the iron chair, his body was stained with blood, and his face was already blurred.What was horrifying was that Wang Manchun peeled off all the nails on his limbs. The red... whitish dead flesh was displayed in front of his eyes, not like a human being, but like an animal in a market.

Yiqiu had never seen such a scene, and Wang Manchun never mentioned this kind of thing in front of her. After this meeting, her whole body was weak and she almost sat on the ground.

Resisting the sad feeling in his stomach, Yiqiu casually picked up a hallucinogen that was on the table next to him, and pressed the record button of the tape recorder.The guards at the gate looked in and saw that Yiqiu was in an interrogation posture, so he quickly lowered his head.

He took out his handkerchief, pumped out the light yellow liquid, took out the milky white medicine from the medicine bottle he brought in, wrapped his palm around the needle, and walked in front of Mingtai.

Mingtai raised his head, already collapsed, his lifeless eyes were like a mirror, reflecting Yiqiu's face, but there was no expression.Yiqiu raised his eyebrows, didn't speak, and injected into the vein in Mingtai's arm.

When the needle tip pierced his arm, Mingtai didn't respond, but shortly after the medicine was pushed in, he convulsed like an electric shock, his whole face twisted together, but he didn't make a sound.

Yiqiu also heard that Mingtai was quite strong under Wang Manchun's torture, but he didn't expect that he was still so tough even without consciousness now. Wang Tianfeng's strength really lived up to his reputation.

Going to the side, peeled off the needle, stuffed the needle tube into his pocket, took out a new syringe from the box on the side and put it on the table, Yiqiu quietly leaned against the wall, waiting for Mingtai's violent reaction to pass.

It took about three to five minutes before Mingtai stopped convulsing.When he calmed down, he raised his head again, looking exhausted.

Walking in front of Mingtai, looking into Mingtai's eyes, Yiqiu blinked twice, and said softly: "You are stubborn after carrying it for so long."

Mingtai's eyeballs moved, but he didn't say anything.

"I always thought that the young master from a rich family was like celadon, which would shatter when dropped. I didn't expect you to be like brown candy. No matter how hard you throw it, you will be stubborn."

Yiqiu looked at Mingtai's face, and the scene of him chasing after her and calling her sister when he was a child flashed before his eyes, as well as his pretending innocent expression on the night of Wang Fuqu's death.

Gradually clenched her delicate fists, if possible, she wished that what she just gave him was not ammonia but morphine.

Mingtai's injection of hallucinogens has long exceeded the limit, and it is not clear whether his physiological functions can survive tonight's action.One of the purposes of her coming is to conduct a simple survey, and the other is to inject Mingtai with suppressive drugs to provide guarantee for tonight's operation.

The news was conveyed well, and the matter was finished. The showman said a few words, and Yiqiu left the interrogation room. Looking at Mingtai's face disappearing through the crack of the door, Yiqiu thought, this is probably because she met Mingtai in Shanghai. the last side of .

When I walked out of the office building, although the sky had cleared, it was still raining.

Yiqiu put her pockets in her pocket, looked at everything in the rain, and suddenly felt that this is not bad, if it can continue like this, it will be good.

Don't care about the past, don't care about gains and losses.It doesn't matter that Minglou lied to Wang Manchun, and it doesn't matter that the Ming family and the Wang family are feuds.As long as it can continue like this, everyone is still alive, that's fine,

In a daze, a person suddenly appeared in the silver thread that kept falling. He was holding an umbrella and wearing a suit and leather shoes. He walked up to her and said to her, "I'll pick you up."

It's Mingcheng.

Taking two steps forward, wrapping his arms around Mingcheng's waist, Yiqiu said in a muffled voice, "I've already been there, no problem."

Mingcheng looked at Yiqiu who walked into his arms, and touched the back of her head: "Well, it's hard work, let's go."

His bosom smelled good, and she'd like to keep it if she could, but they're both busy and have a lot to do tonight.

Holding Mingcheng's hand and embracing his arm, the two of them held an umbrella and walked into the joyous rain.

Yiqiu swayed her watch back and forth intentionally or unintentionally as she walked, together with Mingcheng whose fingers were interlocked with her.After Mingcheng noticed it, he just looked at her, bowed his head, smiled and said nothing.

Yiqiu turned his head to glance at Mingcheng, then lowered his head and said, "Be careful at night."

Mingcheng turned his head to look at Yiqiu, and said softly: "Well, nothing will happen."