Chapter: 942

After doing all this, the two men buried the body without panic, and then spread dead branches and leaves on it to erase the traces they left.

After a short time, everything returned to its original state, and no one could see that a corpse had been quietly buried here not long ago.

After doing all this, the two men returned the same way.

Back on the van, they drove the van from another mountain road. After ten minutes, they came to a cliff.

The two got out of the car to take a good look at the terrain, then returned to the car, destroyed the brakes, and together they pushed the car off the cliff and fell into the surging sea.

For several hours, the two men didn't say a word, but they worked together quite tacitly. It can be seen that they must have received professional training.

This time, they did not return the same way, but climbed down from the side of the cliff, boarded a fast-moving speedboat and left quickly.

The speedboat ran away, only the sound of roaring waves remained, and everything seemed to have returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

...

The next day, the light rain was still falling intermittently.

Xiao Qinghe's high fever subsided, but he still ignored Jian Ran. When Jian Ran talked to him, he treated her as a beautiful woman, which really made Jian Ran very depressed.

Seeing him as a sick patient at first, Jian Ran endured letting him go, but the more she looked at his uncle's appearance, Jian Ran's anger did not strike anywhere.

She snatched the water glass from Xiao Qinghe's hand and said angrily: "Xiao Qinghe, tell me what dissatisfaction you have with me. Don't show me with a straight face. "

Xiao Qinghe don't start, don't look at her, don't speak.

Jian Ran leaned in front of him again: "Xiao Qinghe, can't you hear me telling you what you are dissatisfied with?"

Being entangled by Jian Ran, Xiao Qinghe was also in a hurry, and yelled back angrily: "Do you want me to tell you that our father was killed, so that you will be happy?"

Xiao Qinghe roared, his voice was so hoarse that it made people feel distressed, coupled with his haggard expression, as if he had just escaped from hell, Jian Ran looked at it and pulled her heart hard.

Xiao Qinghe stared at her, and said after a while: "Go out and leave me alone."

Jian Ran pursed her lips: "Brother, Dad has passed away for many years, and the person who caused him is already dead, so don't take that matter to heart. The days to come are still long, we have to live well, right?"

Xiao Qinghe pointed to the door: "I'll let you out."

Jian Ran got up, took two steps, then turned around and said: "I know you are a sick person, but I am also worried about you. I am your own sister, so please tell me what is on your mind. If I can help you... ..."

"You can't help me." Xiao Qinghe smiled helplessly and desolately, with tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes, "You can't help me, and no one can help me..."

He could only hide the pain of losing his father in his heart, and he couldn't seek revenge from the murderer.

"elder brother……"

"Go out and let me be quiet." He needs someone to be quiet and think about it, maybe he can think of what to do.

Xiao Qinghe didn't want to say anything, so Jian Ran had no choice but to quit first. Just after quitting, Cheng Ye called.

Before she came to Xiao Qinghe's room, she sent the resignation letter to Cheng Ye's mailbox. Now Cheng Ye must be calling to ask her about her resignation.

Jane answered: "Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Ye said: "Jian Ran, you did a good job, why did you think of resigning?"

Cheng Ye is not very old, but he speaks like a veteran cadre who is several decades old, as if he is an elder.