MTL - Hello, Mr. Major General-Chapter 2182 Stop loss in time

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? Yi Xinyan was able to come to this hotel to plan the action, of course, after careful preparation.

Lu Jin and Huo Shaoheng did not intentionally shield the electromagnetic signals this time, so everything that happened in the rotating restaurant on the top floor of this hotel must be visible behind the scenes.

With the breakthrough of network communication technology and hardware equipment, traffic is no longer valuable, and the cost of live broadcasting can be ignored.

So when Huo Shaoheng said this, some people were sitting in a concise and comfortable tea room, watching the live video from Yi Xinyan's hidden device.

She was not angry at all, but, like Huo Shaoheng, gestured the shape of the gun with her hand, and made a "bang" sound in the mouth of Yi Xinyan's throat on the computer screen. .

"Huo Shao, thank you for helping me solve this trouble." She smiled sweetly, and the mature woman's face showed a rare girl innocence.

An elderly person can laugh at this feeling, either because they have superb acting skills or because their psychological qualities are extremely powerful.

In fact, she has cultivated her heart and soul for so many years.

Huo Shaoheng can be dangerous to her?

What a joke.

Gu Nianzhi's guesses are justified, but unfortunately some things are very wrong.

So she didn't worry that the other party could see her true identity.

Huo Shaoheng's last words, she knew that he was cheating her and angering her, just like what they did, irritating Yi Xinyan step by step.

And she wasn't angry at all, but looked at the hexagrams set out by her mahogany a few short days ago, with a deeper smile.

Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi probably didn't know that she had sent Yi Xinyan to death.

This woman is not enough to succeed, more than defeat, she is looking at her.

But it was not too late for her to stop loss in time.

In short, Kevin is dead, Zuo Qinghong is dead, and now Yi Xinyan is dead. There are no people who have the opportunity to leak her secrets. This world is gone.

Kevin's death was a complete accident for her, and Zuo Qinghong's death, she was already mentally prepared.

Now for Yi Xinyan's death, for her, it was her intention to dominate the bureau.

With a faint smile on her face, she stretched out her long fingers, fiddled with the calculations in front of her, and wanted to raise another word.

But I don't know if there are too many things in her mind, or if she is not so confident in her "I Ching" technique. She shakes her hands and a mahogany is raised to the ground.

When she stooped to pick it up, her back accidentally bumped into the little dwarf, and actually crowded out the counters on the table.

Seeing these mahogany calculation chips falling on the teak floor, she was silent for a while, then she took out the cloth bag and put them back again.

She smiled and sighed, thinking that if you look at the yellow calendar, today she writes the four words "Not suitable for divination" ...

I sat in the tea room for a while, and then came out of the tea room after a cup of hot Biluoxiang was cooled.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" The middle-aged servant stood anxiously at the tea room door and looked at the woman with a pale face, "Would you like to have skin care?"

"No need." The woman touched her face. "I've been doing calculations and observations for the past few days, and it's too much work. I'm old ..."

She turned, and the extremely slim silk cheongsam with blue and white porcelain motifs on a white background swayed with her figure, touching.

"I'm going back to the bubble hot spring, you go get ready for the plane at night."

"Yes, ma'am. You haven't taken a rest recently, and it's okay to go back and support them." The middle-aged servant answered respectfully.

The woman took two steps, didn't know what to think of, looked at the night scene outside the window, and said quietly, "... but Song Jinning is about the same age as me, why is she not old at all?"

Middle-aged servant: "..."

She squinted and looked at the woman's expression, carefully persuading: "Mrs., you think too much. In my eyes, Song Jinning is a monster old monster, how can it be compared with your natural beauty?"

"Really? In your eyes, I'm always good." The woman patted her servant with a smile, and went to the bedroom.

...

At this time, several police cars flashing police lights, as well as fire engines and ambulances were already in front of the Grand Royal Hotel on the fifth ring road of the Imperial Capital.

The difference is that the number of ambulances this time is relatively large and the parking lot is almost full.

Gu Nianzhi was held in his arms by Huo Shaoheng, watching the medical staff lift her classmates who passed out into the elevator one by one, and worriedly asked, "Should they be all right?"

"No problem. We have switched to a narcotic with few side effects." Huo Shaoheng whispered to calm her and put her head in her arms. "Don't look."

"What about Yi Xinyan's helpers? They weren't dead, did they?"

It's not that she cares about those who threaten her, but she doesn't want Huo Shaoheng to get blood on her hands.

After all, Huo Shaoheng sent soldiers to protect her this time. If Huo Shaoheng's position was killed by a shuttle, the trouble would not be small.

Huo Shaoheng smiled, and leaned into Gu Nian's ear and whispered, "... Worry about me?"

Gu Nianzhi twitched his lips and gave him a soft poke. "Seriously."

"Well, it's okay, they are also narcotics." Huo Shaoheng rubbed her head. "These are Yi Xinyan's stain witnesses."

He shot and killed Yi Xinyan because he was in China and had to go through legal procedures.

However, with his sensitivity, this time it will be an internal investigation and will not be heard in public.

Gu Nianzhi did not complain that Huo Shaoheng should not kill Yi Xinyan.

In fact, when she saw Yi Xinyan's body full of dynamite packs, she felt that such a neuropathy should have died early and survived.

Have already regarded herself as a "human flesh bomb", do you still need to be sympathetic to her "difficult in growing up"?

No, she didn't want to know how much painful psychological struggle and struggle she had.

I don't want to know how miserable childhood and hard life she had.

In short, because you are not doing well, you have to die for others. This logic can also be called "anti-social personality."

The suspects who brought out the cases of mass casualties are all in this state of mind.

Soon ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Yi Xinyan's body was also packed away in a black body bag. Huo Shaoheng hugged Gu Nian and went downstairs.

When he came to Huo Shaoheng's bulletproof car, Lu approached the car door from the inside and looked anxiously at Gu Nianzhi, saying, "Read it, are you all right?"

Although she knew that she was all right, in the heart of her old father, a girl who lost her hair could be magnified to heartbreak.

Gu Nianzhi shook her head with a smile, got in the car and sat near the road.

Huo Shaoheng followed suit and sat next to her.

The three were sitting in the back seat of the car, not crowded, but they were still close to each other.

Lu Jin couldn't wait to present his analysis and calculation results to Gu Nianzhi's treasure: "Read it, you see, I figured it out, that lady this time intentionally sent Yi Xinyan to death!"

Huo Shaoheng smiled and whispered, "... I don't even know."

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