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Chapter 105 Young Master Jiang: I don't have a son as old as you

Lu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, walked over and looked at the deceased, his peach blossom eyes narrowed.

The deceased's kidneys, heart, liver, pancreas and islets, parathyroid glands, heart and lungs were all gone.

The few that are available are organs that can be transplanted.

Shen Jihuan also took a look at the corpse. Knowing what Lu Yang and Qin Rang were thinking, he said in a calm tone: "Maybe it's just a simple murder and dismemberment."

There haven't been any big cases recently, so this matter probably has nothing to do with organ trading.

Lu Yang raised the corners of his mouth but said nothing.

Bai Chun has already arranged for people to capture Yangshan.

Qin Rang washed his hands and sat while scrolling through his phone. When he saw the WeChat message 99, he raised his eyebrows.

He thought it was Shen Cizhou who sent him a message.

When he clicked on it, Qin Rang's face turned dark: "Fuck!"

"What's wrong, Brother Rang?" Bai Chun turned his head.

I completely forgot about the incident where I got a group of people to complain about Qin Rang.

Qin Rang raised his phone, scrolled through the group messages, and showed a death smile: "You still ask me what's wrong? Look at the good things you did."

Bai Chun: "..."

Lu Yang pulled Qin Rang back: "Don't delay others' handling of the case."

Bai Chun was relieved and was so moved: "Sister Yang, you are so kind. You are my reborn parents. You are my biological father."

Then he turned to look at Jiang Jin and blinked Kazilan's big eyes: "You are my mother."

Jiang Jin's mouth twitched slightly: "...I don't have a son as old as you."

The man raised his eyelids and looked at Lu Yang, his eyes gentle and gentle, and his index finger hooked her little finger: "It's getting dark, go back and rest?"

Lu Yang raised his eyes and looked at the cloudy sky: "..."

Shen Jihuan lowered his eyes and straightened his sleeves, then stood up lazily: "Go to the bar next door to have fun."

"That's a good suggestion. I have to go to the bar to have some fun. I must win!" Qin Rang became confused instantly. He is the prince of the Qin family.

Will lose?

Can you lose?

Is it possible to lose?

There is a bar near the police station, a very formal one.

Passing by Kawangka, Jiang Jin went in and bought a few cups of milk tea.

Qin Rang squinted his narrow eyes and laughed: "Has Kawangka arrived in the capital?"

Lu Yang spoke calmly: "Last time I went on a business trip to another place, I bought a cup of Kawonka. I thought it tasted pretty good, so I took a sip of it."

Qin Rang: "..."

They are both scientific researchers, so why are he so different from Lu Yang: "Why does the country take it seriously every time you mention it casually?"

Lu Yang turned his head and glanced at Qin Rang, with the corner of his mouth curled up and his tone casual: "I am the flower of the motherland, and you are just a grass."

Qin Rang: "???"

The desire to win was aroused again, and Qin Rang's face was full of resentment: "What happened to the grass? That is also grass grown by the country, why should we treat it differently!"

Shen Jihuan brushed the broken hair between his forehead, revealing his delicate eyebrows, and said in a calm tone: "You have to understand that the ratio of men to women is imbalanced."

So, flowers are more important than grass.

Qin Rang rolled his eyes at Shen Jihuan: "Does this have anything to do with differential treatment?"

Shen Jihuan's red lips curled up casually, and her voice was lazy: "The difference is that one family has women who are wanted by hundreds of families, and one family has women who are hated by hundreds of families."

Qin Rang: "......"

Jiang Jin walked out with milk tea and handed the New Year's strawberry tart to Lu Yang. Shen sent Huan Yangzhi nectar, and the cheapest full set of milk tea was given to Qin Rang.

Qin Rang looked at the prices of several people's milk teas, then looked at his own full set of milk teas, with a dark expression on his face: "Why is mine the only milk tea?"

Still the cheapest one.

Jiang Jin said in an unhurried tone: "I'm treating you. It's fine if you drink what you have. Don't give it back to me."

Qin Rang rolled his eyes and said, "I'm too lazy to argue with you. I'll just wait until I take away Shen Cizhou's property. Then you'll cry and beg me to treat you."

Everyone: "..."

Just don't cry and beg Shen Cizhou to let you go.

The bar was abuzz with feasting and entertainment, and countless rich and wealthy men were spending huge sums of money here, going crazy over it.

"Can you find a man for me? I want a man." The girl's alcohol-stained and charming voice sounded.

The young men who were addicted to the dance floor looked over, with lustful looks in their eyes.

Gu Yan was wearing revealing clothing and exquisite makeup, her cheeks were red from drinking. She was standing at the wine table, her short skirt only reached her thighs, and her waist was twisted.

"It's best to find me a handsome foreign guy, one with big skills and a good job. I have a lot of money." Gu Yan's eyes were blurred and he shouted forgetfully.

Her best friend pulled her back: "Gu Yan, please stop making trouble. Although you have just returned to China and no one knows you, don't embarrass your grandfather's face."

Gu Yan is the granddaughter of Grandpa Yin.

But her father had long been kicked out of the house by Mr. Yin.

At first, Mr. Yin had a fiancée, but he fell in love with a scheming girl and was brainwashed into marrying her even if he broke up with the Yin family.

The fiancée was the daughter of Mr. Yin’s deceased comrade. Mr. Yin was so angry that he kicked out Mr. Yin and they did not see each other for many years.

This time it was Mr. Yin's 70th birthday. Mr. Yin returned from abroad with his daughter and wanted Gu Yan to recognize his ancestor.

Gu Yan is named after her mother, but her mother has passed away.

Gu Yan waved away his best friend's hand, stood on the wine table and twisted his butt: "What are you afraid of? That old immortal doesn't recognize me, I don't care about him."

When her best friend heard this, she was so frightened that she quickly covered Gu Yan's mouth and dragged her off the table.

"What are you still doing? Go and find a big man for me. I like this kind of man best." Gu Yan said excitedly, waving his hands.

She is indeed very beautiful, with a charming charm in her eyes. She is a woman who makes men fascinated.

But the rich man in the bar could figure out Gu Yan's identity from these words. Although he was attracted by her figure, no one touched her.

Gu Yan's eyes flashed, and when he reached the door, he paused, raised his hand and said in a wild tone: "I want him! I want him to serve me all night!"

Everyone looked at the door and was stunned.

The man standing at the door with one hand in his pocket has a delicate face and a strong aura. His face flickers in the shadow of the lamp, and his expression is gloomy.

But the smooth outlines were not soft at all and were extremely cold.

The young master who had the honor to meet Jiang Jin changed his expression when he saw him. He was even more frightened when he saw Lu Yang next to him.

"Sisters, have you seen that handsome guy? I've fallen in love with him!" Gu Yan pointed at Jiang Jin and told her best friend, smiling like a female gangster.

Her best friend narrowed her eyes and looked at Jiang Jin at the door, and her intuition told her that this man was very, very, very hard to mess with.

The young master who was very close to Jiang Jin was extremely nervous and said in a respectful tone: "Jiang, Mr. Jiang."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words 'Young Master Jiang'.

The only person in the entire capital who can afford this sentence from Young Master Jiang is the prince of the Jiang family.
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