It has been half a month since I came to Kinshasa.
Yan Jiang found that the situation here was not as serious as he had imagined. Riots do exist, but not everywhere.
After getting familiar with the environment here, Yan Jiang found a job as a forensic doctor. Yanjiang majored in forensic science at university, and he is a postgraduate student of forensic medicine at Wangdong University, having just graduated last year.
In college, Yan Jiang was a student who made his tutor proud, and he followed his tutor to learn about many murder cases. Those who are truly capable will not worry about finding a job anywhere.
Forensic medicine is not an easy job. There are many accidental deaths here. Yan Jiang was honored to be assigned to a corpse on the first day of his employment, and he was responsible for dissecting and analyzing the data.
Before Yan Jiang went home that day, he washed his hands several times with hand sanitizer, and quickly changed his clothes after returning home before he dared to appear in front of Song Fei.
At that time, Song Fei was on the phone and didn't notice Yan Jiang's approach. Yan Jiang heard her say: "Master Cheng? Cheng Yanmo? He's also asking about his heart? Oh, just say no, you can't help with this matter. "
After Song Fei hung up the phone, Yan Jiang said: "Song Fei, what did you do without telling me?"
Song Fei's body tensed up for a moment, but soon relaxed. She turned around, took a look at Yan Jiang, hooked the tip of her nose in the air, and said suddenly, "You smell like a corpse."
Yan Jiang was a little annoyed. He said, "I've taken a shower and changed my clothes. Today, I dissected a corpse with a giant view, and the stench" shook his head, and Yan Jiang asked Song Ci, "Can you still smell it?" arrive?"
Song Fei nodded, "The smell is not strong, but you can smell it." Hearing Yan Jiang talk about the view of giants, Song Fei asked: "Is it the girl's body found in the small river ditch opposite? I heard that she was only nine years old. "
"Well, you've heard that too?" The little girl was only nine years old. She was a homeless girl. Many people speculated that she accidentally fell into the river and drowned. She was just a homeless child with no father, no mother, no power, and no power. After the body was sent to the police station, no one was willing to accept the case.
Yan Jiang is a newcomer, and the case of the little girl was assigned to him.
Song Fei asked Yan Jiang: "Is it suicide?"
Song Fei frowned. "She's only nine years old."
Yan Jiang remained silent. After a while, Yan Jiang suddenly said: "Song Fei, if our child is a girl, we must let her learn Kung Fu."
Song Fei glanced at him, "Our child? Who wants to have a child with you?"
Yan Jiang came over, wanting to hug her, stretched out his hand, but took it back hesitantly. Song Fei noticed Yan Jiang's movement and pursed her lower lip.
"I will definitely catch up with you, and there will be children."
Song Fei didn't say anything.
Yan Jiang then asked her: "Who were you calling just now?"
Song Fei said, "A friend."
"Song Fei, are you planning something behind my back?" Yan Jiang felt that Song Fei was doing something dangerous without telling him, and he suspected that it had something to do with Mu Qiu.
Song Fei is not the kind of person who can swallow her anger after being bullied. She is a typical ruthless character who poachs my corner and pushes your house. After knowing what Mu Qiu's father and daughter did to their sisters, it was impossible for Song Fei to let the father and daughter continue to get away with it.
Song Fei glanced at him and said, "No, don't worry."
"Song Fei, no matter what you want to do, I will not stop you. I only have one request." Yan Jiang took Song Fei's hand, squeezed her palm, and said, "I want you to be safe."
Song Fei was not used to such ambiguous scenes, so she withdrew her hand and said, "Go to bed early, you have to work tomorrow."
"And you?"
"I'm going to the research institute, and I won't be coming back tonight." Life here is boring, and Song Fei spends most of her time in the research institute.
Yan Jiang suddenly bent his lips and smiled. He approached Song Fei, lowered his head, and the tip of his nose almost touched Song Fei's forehead. Yan Jiang said: "Since the work is not finished, why are you at home at this time?" It takes five or six minutes to drive from home to the research institute. "Come back to get something or look at me?"
Song Fei glanced at Yan Jiang coldly, that look frightened Yan Jiang. But Yan Jiang had a lot of backbone, he didn't commit any cowardice, and said boldly: "Don't you dare to answer?"
Song Fei pushed Yan Jiang's head away, picked up her backpack and walked towards the door.
When she lowered her head to change her shoes, she said without raising her head, "If I don't take anything, I'll come back to see you." After speaking, she held the doorknob and planned to open the door.
Yan Jiang suddenly shouted: "Song Fei!"
Song Fei paused, didn't look back, and waited for him to speak.
Yan Jiang said: "You are really considerate to your brother."
Song Fei opened the door and closed it tightly with a bang.
Seeing this, Yan Jiang shook his head and laughed. -
After a long time, it finally came to October 25th.
On this day, Mo Yao, the richest man in Asia, took his lover Li Yao on a private jet, made a high-profile appearance at Wangjiangshan Airport, and stayed in the Presidential Suite of Jetta International Hotel.
On the same day, national treasure-level female singer Di Rongrong also finished her overseas work and rushed back to Wangwangdongcheng. At the same time, an old man carrying a snakeskin pocket, accompanied by three middle-aged men, took the high-speed train to Wangdong City.
On this day, the WeChat circle of Wangdongcheng netizens was blown up by the short video of Mo Yao, the richest woman in Asia. In the short film, Mo Yao rides a Maybach, wears a bright red suit, bends over and walks out of the car.
She put one hand in her trouser pocket, took off her sunglasses with the other hand, raised her head and smiled at the camera. That smile was so domineering and dignified that netizens knelt down and called her mother.
No one knows what a big woman like Mo Yao is doing when she suddenly comes to Wangdongcheng. Some people speculate that she is going to make a fortune in Wangdongcheng, some guess that she is here to meet friends, and some people think that she is just here for tourism. of.
"attend a wedding?"
Cheng Yanmo was a little surprised when he received the news, he asked the special assistant beside him: "Whose wedding is Mo Yao coming to?" He had never heard of anyone in the high society of Wangdong City getting married recently.
The special assistant shook his head and said, "I haven't found any news about this yet. I just heard someone say that she is here to attend the mysterious man's wedding."
Cheng Yanmo didn't know that there were still people in Wangdong City who maintained a close relationship with Mo Yao. "Wang Dongcheng recently, who wants to hold a wedding?"
The special assistant thought for a while and said, "It doesn't seem right. The wedding of Song Ci, the adopted daughter of the Mu family, is scheduled for tomorrow."
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The wedding of Song Ci and Han Zhan was confirmed tomorrow, and both parties only invited their most important friends and relatives. Although Cheng Yanmo knew them, he did not receive an invitation, but he also knew that Song Ci and Han Zhan were going to get married on October 26th.
Song Ci's background was known to everyone for a long time. It's the groom-to-be
Han Zhan's appearance flashed before Cheng Yanmo's eyes.
Han Zhan
(end of this chapter)