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Chapter 572 Weng Lihong (23)

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I don't know if the goddess is not around, or the white wine spirit has begun to be exerted. Yuan Fang gradually became wild and no longer as restrained as before. He finally unbuttoned the buttons of the suit that was meticulously worn, pulled down the tie that had been bound for the night, letting the long neck come out and breathe. He even rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms, showing his usual posture, and almost put his feet on the table.

Wenlong Ah, you are really promising, much better than that Lu Jun. Yuan Fang said with his tongue wide, while picking a piece of roast duck from the bowl and stuffing it into his mouth

Uncle Lu is a good person. Wen Long said a little displeased. Although he has replaced Lu Jun's position and accepted Lu Jun's wife as his lover, he still respects Lu Jun. He met Lu Jun at the memorial service of Mr. Zhong. What is important is that he has heard that Lu Jun has done a lot of practical things in both the Western Capital and the Demon Capital. He has won a good reputation among the people. The people have a high reputation and is very popular with Qingyun, which is very popular to enter Beijing. Therefore, he does not like to hear others belittle him.

That's right, Fatty Lu is a good person. He never warned of calculating others, but he didn't expect others to calculating him. Yuan Fang didn't hear Wenlong's tone. He was paralyzed by alcohol at this time and said to himself.

What did you say? Who plotted against Uncle Lu? Wenlong was shocked. He seemed to have caught something from Yuan Fang's words and asked quickly.

You have read the report and know how Fatty Lu died, right? Yuan Fang grabbed a piece of sauce bone and started gnawing, and he said vaguely.

After receiving a call from his father Lu Chunfeng and Tian Ge, Wenlong reads a report from the TV newspaper. The situation at the scene was very horrifying.

He could imagine how much harm the plane crash would cause to the flesh and blood body. He still shuddered when he remembered that scene.

Wenlong suddenly woke up from his memories, but found that he had grabbed Yuan Fang's wrist and said in a deep voice: Brother Yuan Fang, what have you found? Why did Uncle Lu die? Tell me the truth!

Yuan Fang was also a little awake at this time. He realized that he had lost his words after drinking, and his face showed a regretful expression.

But Wenlong's eyes locked him tightly like two cold electricity, and his whole body was like a leopard ready to go. The murderous intent and hostility emitted from his body made Yuan Fang have nowhere to hide.

His lips were shaking violently like a chicken pecking at rice, and his eyes were begging for mercy: I, I only know that Wenlong, I didn't lie to you

It is said that Wenlong burst out from his teeth with a firm word, but his eyes showed no sign of weakening

Yuan Fang grabbed the wine glass on the table and poured it into his mouth as if to be brave, then took a few more breaths before speaking.

According to Yuan Fang, over the past few days, as the head of the Demon City police, he went to the scene of a Malay plane crash as usual, just to make a formal record.

As a result, from the flight ticket ordering and document exchanges before the accident, as well as the telephone communication records of Lu Jun, the Yuan side actually found that Lu Jun had made a temporary decision on the Malay plane. He was originally inspecting Russia and temporarily received a telephone order from the imperial capital to rush to Southeast Asia to attend an international conference, and then he was confused about the road to Huangquan.

I have been unable to figure out one thing these days. Yuan Fang slowly poured a glass of wine into his mouth. He didn't know if it was alcohol, but his voice became dry and dark.

How could a person who is so careful and cautious in this prudent person change his itinerary and board this Huangquan plane? You know, he has been in the political arena for decades and has remained unmoved, relying on the word prudence.

According to the analysis of the records, it seemed like Fatty Lu caught the crashed plane was an accidental coincidence. It was like Fatty Lu sent him to the underworld. There was no such coincidence in the world, unless it was a conspiracy. Yuan Fang murmured to himself, his hand holding the wine glass was trembling constantly, like a patient with malaria.

Conspiracy? Unless someone knows in advance that the plane might crash. Wenlong thought of the terrorist attack he encountered with Weng Lihong some time ago. Does anyone know that the terrorists boarded the plane?

Do you know who called Fatty Lu and asked him to change his itinerary temporarily? Who could obtain information about the terrorist boarding? Yuan Fang finally put the wine glass to his mouth, but hesitated and did not drink it.

I didn't understand at that time. Unexpectedly, after these days, I found reliable information, and then I understood it. Yuan Fang drank all the wine in the glass in one breath, and then said a lot of words as if he had been holding it in for a long time.

The call asked Fatty Lu to change his itinerary temporarily and found someone who was the speaker who had no results in the investigation.

The familiar name immediately emerged in Wenlong's mind, Oriental Wenfan

There is one person who can obtain prior reports on terrorist boarding information from relevant security departments

Another name immediately appeared in Wenlong's mind, Zhang Zhigang

But why did they kill Lu Jun?

Although there are other senior personnel who can access security department intelligence, there are only these two people who can plan this matter and design the matter so coincidental.

It is probably because Fatty Lu had mastered their handle or threatened their safety. It is unknown that they had done so much bad things and saved Fatty Lu's life, not just for Mrs. Lu!

After saying it in one breath, Yuan Fang sighed long. There was something heavy in his voice, as if solidified iron juice was breathless.

The two of them met silently, Wenlong's mind was as messy as ever. He didn't expect that the political struggle was so cruel and ruthless that his blood was as if he was frozen. He could only hear his teeth trembling slightly on his upper and lower jaws.

A dull sound broke the suffocating silence

They turned their heads and looked at Chanel's white crocodile leather handbag fell on the ground. Weng Lihong stood there at some point, looking at them with a pale face.

Wenlong and Yuan Fang were both panicked because they had never seen Weng Lihong's current expression.

Her plump and slender figure is still so charming, but he could tell that the jade body in front of him was trembling constantly. Her elegant and luxurious oval face became more gorgeous and grand after applying makeup, but it showed an unconcealed paleness. The originally delicate cherry lips are now bloodless, and are still twitching slightly with a frequency visible to the naked eye.

What is most worrying is that Weng Lihong's pair of water-cutting eyes have lost the agility of the past. They are like two pools of bottomless springs, shooting towards them in a daze. The eyes are very complicated, both confusion, disappointment, regret and uneasiness, but also full of desolation.

Lihong

Wenlong called out softly, stepped forward and wanted to reach out to help her, but unexpectedly, Weng Lihong pushed her away.

Her movements were surprisingly agile, and the stubbornness and indifference she showed at this moment made him unable to connect with the fashionable and sexy woman he had before.

Weng Lihong walked towards Yuan Fang as if no one was around. Her eyes locked Yuan Fang in place like iron chains. The aura she suddenly showed caught them off guard, while her toughness and aggressiveness made him a little uneasy.

Mrs. Lu, I...you...don't be excited. Yuan Fang stuttered. He didn't know what to do. If there was a hole in the ground at this moment, he would definitely go in without hesitation.

Brothers Yuan Fang Although Weng Lihong looks very excited, her voice is still slow, and every word is extremely powerful

Tell me, are all what you said just now true?

Although Yuan Fang is a man of martial arts and powerful and ruthless way of dealing with things, most people find it terrible when they see it, but in front of Weng Lihong, he is as weak as a sheep.

Weng Lihong's words were not difficult to answer, but her movements and expressions were very different at this moment. Yuan Fang was asked in an instant. He opened his mouth several times and took the words back into his stomach. However, Weng Lihong just looked at him coldly, looking like he would never give up until he achieved his goal.

Brother Yuanfang, tell me truthfully if you have a false statement today, I will no longer recognize you as a friend in the future

Weng Lihong continued to force her words, her words were as decisive and straightforward as she was, without any room for twilight.

Yuan Fang had to turn to Wenlong with his eyes, and the frequency of shaking of the corners of his mouth was already very obvious.

Wenlong thought for a moment and nodded slightly at him

Yuan Fang picked up the Wuliangye wine bottle that was half left on the table, poured a lot of it into his mouth in one breath, and then wiped his mouth with his sleeve, as if he had made up his mind, and said with red eyes: Mrs. Lu, what I said just now, if there is a little falsehood, let God strike me to death with lightning.

He wanted to continue to swear, but Weng Lihong raised his hand and stopped him

After listening to Yuan Fang's words, she just stood silently and did not make any extreme actions as he expected.

None of them said anything, the air was a bit terrible.

Weng Lihong's body that had been trembling had stopped. Her beautiful eyes just stared at the front. The eyes passed through Yuan Fang, which was a shorter head, and it seemed to be condensed in the air. She could not see anything from it.

After a while, two large transparent teardrops slowly slid from the pair of apricot eyes. The tears were extremely crystal clear under the illumination of the crystal lamp above their heads, but they made the two men present panic.

Yuan Fang was anxious and regretful. He wanted to reach out to help her wipe her tears, but he did not dare to use his hands to blaspheme the goddess, so he had to pat his thighs loudly and said: Brother and sister, don't cry, don't cry Ah

Oh, it's all my fault that I'm not good enough to say these things, don't cry, can you? Yuan Fang, I apologize to you. Yuan Fang wants to comfort someone, but what he said is a bad person

But Wenlong is not in the mood to correct him now, his heart is on the jade man who is crying in front of him.