Please Take Care of Mr. Quan

Chapter 940: Liuye Image, Pingjia News

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No matter how difficult it is, Hu Zhibei remained silent no matter how Lu Shen asked.

"...This can't be said, that can't be said, be a fart brother!" He was frizzy.

"Little seven..." Hu Zhibei was also helpless.

Lu Shen yanked his hair fiercely, his newly shaved scales were a little bit tied, "Then what should I do now?"

"let me see... ... "

Two years ago, Hu Zhibei found Quan Hanting. Although the deserted island is not Zhanao, it is not far from the real Zhanao Island. He entered the monitoring area of Anjia as soon as he landed and was judged to be an illegal invasion by the system...

There is no need to repeat the thrills here, in short, I still saw Quan Hanting.

No, to be precise, it should be an image of Quan Hanting, not himself.

The An family came forward, went to the deserted island, and let him see it.

Quan Hanting's face appeared in front of his eyes, not knowing whether it was because of the lighting and projection, or he was just like this, so pale, and even the dark and faint eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

The image was only half an hour, and he said three sentences.

The first sentence, don’t find me.

The second sentence does not ask about life or death.

The third sentence, don't contact Shen Hou.

Hu Zhibei didn't ask any more, because he understood Quan Hanting's intention and determination.

This is forcibly pulling himself away from everyone's lives, including Shen Hou-the woman who occupies all his love and tenderness!

So cruel, unfeeling!

Hu Zhibei did not ask the reason again. He knew that the question was for nothing, and there would be no answer.

So the next day, he left the island.

It was the desert island that left.

In other words, he didn't even touch the side of Occupied Ao from start to finish, so how can he break in

Quan Hantingfang has reached this point, and he will not leave any chance.

So, what happened to him

Recalling the memories, Hu Zhibei held up the phone and listened to Lu Shen's questioning, suddenly regained his senses.

"...Do you have any idea?!"

Hu Zhibei: "Although I can't get in touch with the sixth, but the fifth can try."

"Fifth brother?"

"Back then, the fifth and sixth all disappeared together."

Lu Shen had a meal.

Pan Xiaojing's death only uses the word "accident", which is an understatement.

The funeral was managed by the Song family. After all, the moment she died, she was still labeled "Song's daughter-in-law".

Shen Hou was inconvenient to attend.

She didn't have time to attend, because she took her two children to the cemetery to visit Zhang Man.

A bunch of calla lilies were placed in front of the tombstone, and Shen Hun looked at the smiling woman in the photo: "The person who killed you is dead, thank you for donating *** to praise. This is the only way I can give back to you."

She made Qingqing kneel in front of the tomb and knocked three heads upright.

Let Zan Zan do it again.

Finally, facing the evening sun, took the two children away.

The third son waited at the entrance of the cemetery. After getting in the car, while starting the engine, he asked, "Where to go?"

Shen Hou looked out the window and spit out two words: "Honey."

There was no words on the way, and after more than an hour, the car stopped at the alley.

Zan Zan is still awake, and the little girl is asleep.

After Shen Wei handed her over to Li Xiaotan, he went straight to the second floor, along with praise and praise.

She never shy away from her son in what she does and said.

Because Shen Hun knew that he could understand himself, even if he looked so small, he should not understand anything.

Pushing the door in, the two sons are already waiting.

"What did you find?" She was straight to the point.

Second son: "I have checked the surveillance video of the hospital, except for the floor where the incident occurred, including the lobby, garden, garage, and cafeteria. I did not find anything suspicious."

It is even more frightening because of "nothing suspicious".

Children can't lie, and the pinholes and bruises left on their arms can't be faked. There is indeed such a "doctor", but there is no trace of it.

If you think about it, you can understand the horror.

Shen Hou's eyebrows tightened.

"One more thing." The second son continued, with a more solemn tone than before, "There has been movement over Song Kaifeng."

Shen Wei's eyes narrowed slightly.

The second son changed hands and picked up a document and handed it to her: "This is Song Kaifeng's personal call record in the past six months. The front is all normal, but in the past two months he has been in frequent contact with the number marked in red on the paper, and the call time It’s all in the early hours of the morning. Although it is only five minutes, it is enough to complete an important transaction or conversation."

"Do you suspect that this number is related to Pingjia?"

The two did not speak, but silence is the default.

About a year ago, in the process of investigating the screen home, Erzi accidentally discovered that a newly developed digital chip under the Song Group's performance exceeded that of the peers, and it created profits for the group after three months of actual use. It is more than the sum of the previous two quarters.

Over time, this number will continue to rise.

Due to the protection policy of patented technology, there is a tendency to form a monopoly.

As we all know, a new technology or a new product often invests a lot of time and money in the preliminary research and development, but the Song family silently sacrificed such a big killer out of thin air. Before that, there was no trouble at all. Obviously, it was tricky!