Dong Zhihai sat cross-legged on the tatami, hugging his arms tightly in front of his chest, and his closed eyes shaking slightly under the sunlight.

"Baga!" Dong Zhihai suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed a teacup beside him with his right hand and threw it out.

When Lin Man's photo was taken out by two inexplicable men, he immediately realized his carefully planned plan and didn't know when or where the error occurred again.

When fabricating the life experience of young people, he did not expect that in order to cope with the current situation, he just needed the background of the Zhang family as a cover, no matter what.

When a good game of chess, two pieces not only became abandoned pieces, but also had to become dead pieces, Dong Zhihai was a little panicked.

When he feels unable to control the situation, he often feels panicked.

"Miss Sakai Kasumi asked for a visit." The servant reported outside the door.

"Let her come in." Dong Zhihai replied in a low voice.

The yard where Dong Zhihai lives is the last time he enters the courtyard, which is a Japanese-style building. The door is usually locked and only opens when he comes back.

The servant opened the sliding door. Although Qian Meiling was wearing Chinese clothes, she was walking with a pure B-man. She took a small step and bent her waist. When she saw Dong Zhihai, she immediately knelt on the ground and lay on the wooden floor with her upper body on the wooden floor.

"What the hell is going on?" Dong Zhihai scolded angrily.

"Hey, it was the two people Lin Man who called him. She wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of the exposure of the photos to return home. She told me that I had disliked the life like this now." Qian Meiling made up a lie.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Dong Zhihai was extremely annoyed.

"Lin Man called me on the way back to Yihonglou from the Sansheng Study School. I didn't have time to report to you after I learned this news." Qian Meiling shook off all the responsibilities.

Her statement was very reluctant, but Lin Man was dead and there was no evidence of death. Dong Zhihai had no choice but to deal with her without real evidence.

Dong Zhihai stared at Qian Meiling's head crawling on the ground, hesitating.

He has no plans to take Qian Meiling to operate.

Those who can use it must use the last drop of oil and water that will dry out.

"Luo Hongyu's drawings have been designed, you can get the drawings as soon as possible." Dong Zhihai made several preparations in advance for the drawings.

The second wave of people who sneaked into Luo Hongyu's office that night was him.

Unfortunately, he failed to open the safe.

"Hi." Qian Meiling replied, secretly happy.

She was ordered to approach Luo Hongyu, and her biggest task was to get the drawings at the right time.

Dong Zhihai issued this order to her again, which means that he failed to succeed. If he asked her to steal the drawings, it means that his safety is already guaranteed before he succeeds.

Let’s talk about other things later.

After walking out of Dong Zhihai's home, Qian Meiling did not go home. She turned a corner and went to another place.

Wu Zenghua stood alone outside the Yehongying Dance Hall, holding a red rose in his hand, and his eyes kept looking at the rickshaw stopping on the side of the road.

With less than five minutes left before 7 o'clock in the evening, Qian Meiling appeared.

She was wearing a red cheongsam, which made her fair skin look bright and incomparable.

Wu Zenghua raised the red rose in his hand and handed it to the beautiful woman in red.

"Thank you." Qian Meiling said delicately.

Wu Zenghua bent his arm on his left and looked at her face with deep affection.

Qian Meiling smiled sweetly, held Wu Zenghua's left arm with her right arm, and the two walked into the dance hall side by side.

Their every move was stared firmly by the eyes behind them.

The moment Qian Meiling entered Dong Zhihai's house, the night followed.

He has always been puzzled why Qian Meiling's earrings appeared at the scene of the eleven B-man being killed.

It was not until Zhang Peifeng told him about the grudges and love that Youxin and the Zhang family had hidden for several years that he was truly enlightened.

The layout of life does not have to be set before the event, but sometimes it can be long in advance.

The track of life is not just as simple as the eyes see. Many times, there are still secrets that others don’t know.

Wu Zenghua and Qian Mei

Ling sat in a group of sand near the window. The two asked for a bottle of red wine and drank it slowly.

"How to deal with Youxin's affairs?" Qian Meiling asked softly.

"Of course it is what the newspaper says, rape and kill, and, in one or two days, the situation will become even bigger. The grandson rapes and kills grandpa's concubine who has not passed the family. This title alone is enough to make rumors fly everywhere. Who can still find doubts in it?" Wu Zenghua winked.

Qian Meiling smiled proudly.

One of Youxin's original tasks was to monitor the operations of the Secret Service, so she hooked up with Wang Jinyi.

One of Qian Meiling's tasks was the surveillance and investigation department, so she hooked up with Wu Zenghua and introduced Wu Zenghua to know Youxin.

The original good division of labor finally had problems with Lin Man.

At first, she was only dissatisfied with Dong Zhihai's division of labor for the three of them. Why did Youxin and Qian Meiling seduce Wang Jinyi and Wu Zenghua, and even Secretary Bian?

But Youxin and Qian Meiling were still behaved when they got the advantage of their new life. They showed off their new life in front of her every now and the man they seduced was sincere to him. Finally, they stimulated Lin Man to instruct Zhu Zhengming to attack in secret and assassinate Wang Jinyi, which instantly broke the existing balance and also caused Dong Zhihai to destroy the jealousy and jealousy of the woman.

However, when Qian Meiling threw herself into Wu Zenghua's arms, she had another expectation for her life.

This expectation is not betrayal of the Emperor, but from the inner ambition.

Although she is just a woman, she is never willing to be a woman who is used as a gun by a man or a vase.

Once she gets the design drawings herself, she will raise her head high and trample Dong Zhihai coldly, becoming the most beautiful flower of the empire that has been praised by the senior officials of the B Military Department.

"Commissioner, cheers for your masterpiece!" Qian Meiling raised her red wine glass and threw her eyes.

Wu Zenghua smiled proudly.

His eyes flew across the dance hall and finally stopped on Qian Meiling's face: "You are the most beautiful in the entire dance hall."

Qian Meiling smiled gently on her face, but her heart was full of contempt.

Men, there is no good thing.

"Commissioner, can the most beautiful woman be honored to dance with you?" Qian Meiling stretched out her soft little hand.

Wu Zenghua took the hand and kissed it on the back of his hand.

The two walked towards the dance floor with deep affection and affection.

Two days later, as Wu Zenghua said, Luoyi caused a storm of public opinion due to the murder of Youxin and Lin Man.

First, the newspaper reports directed the blazing flames to the Zhang family.

Some people began to dig open the history of the Zhang family bit by bit. When they found out that Mr. Zhang was the generation of Mr. Zhang, it seemed that his opportunity to lead the Zhang family to glory seemed to be in contact with b.

So, patriots and conservatives stood up and accused the Zhang family of being a traitor who was supported by the government. There were even more spearheads until Chairman Wang, saying that the Zhang family was appointed by Chairman Wang, and that they had done all kinds of evil for so many years, accumulating money, embezzling, and killing people, and their methods were bad, which was accustomed to people.

Immediately, a self-proclaimed Sherlock Holmes enthusiast compiled and recorded the case restoration documentary in the newspaper, carefully describing the entire process of Zhang Peifeng and Scorpion murder and rape, bit by bit, and did everything in detail and never let it go.

Then, a group of legal enthusiasts immediately emerged, brought out the Code of the Republic of China, quoted the scriptures, and judged the original capital accumulated by the Zhang family using bloody means, exploiting tenant farmers, workers, foreign wealth, etc., and applying those legal provisions to trial. They also conducted in-depth discussions on the cruel murder process from psychology to methods to commit crimes, as if they did not thoroughly study Zhang Peifeng from the inside out, and would not give up.

However, no matter how public opinion is tormented or how angry the people are, the parties involved, Fang Yiling and Zhang Peifeng should eat, drink, and play with them without any retreat, panic and fear.

On the weekend, Fang Yiling held a charity party in Zhang's private home in Luoyi, and invited all the powerful and well-known people from Luoyi.

"Hello, Secretary Bian," Fang Yiling stretched out his hand calmly to welcome the deputy mayor's secretary and wife Qian Meiling.

"Mrs. Zhang is so elegant. I will definitely hold a charity party at this time.

The radiant shiny was shining." Qian Meiling giggled. She leaned against Secretary Bian's arms and her identity seemed superior.

"Mrs. Bian is really good at joking. Zhang's mansion is a small place. How can it be comparable to Bian's mansion? As for whether it can be prosperous, it depends on whether Mrs. Bian is willing to take the lead in donating the frontline soldiers." Fang Yiling has never been a good person in traveling around the country.

Whoever treats her well is her usual standard.

vice versa.

Qian Meiling said just now, she was destined to be a slap.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the charity party started at an hour. At 7:55, only seven or eight people came to the Zhang family, basically all of them were Fang Yiling's friends.

There is only a small head of the spy department in the officialdom.

There is a boss Wu who runs silk in the mall.

This evening party was deserted and no one supported it.

At 7:59, a group of reporters holding high spotlights came outside the Zhang Mansion Gate, hoping to interview the charity party.

The servant at the gate of the mansion immediately stopped the reporter and sent someone to report to the butler quietly.

The servants of the rich and powerful mansion family became human spirits with their masters.

"Butler, there aren't many people coming tonight. Look at these reporters, can they let them in?"

The housekeeper did not dare to make decisions by himself, and said to the servant: "You go back first and stop the reporter. None of them are allowed to be put in. I'll go and ask the young master for instructions."

After saying that, the butler trotted all the way and rushed to the door of the hall.

He first sorted out his clothes, reached out to wipe off the sweat beads from his forehead, and walked in with steady steps.

In the hall, a few people stood awkwardly, with a hard smile on their faces, surrounding Fang Yiling.
To be continued...