Please keep a low profile, Madam Reborn

Heizi had been with Jiang Funian for several years, but it was the first time he saw Jiang Funian being so nervous about a woman.

He is a ruthless bodyguard, quick and quick.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Heizi was used to doing things in silence.

In less than 10 minutes, he led his men to arrest all the rest of the kidnappers hiding in the factory, and wrestled them into a black SUV.

Back at the factory, Heizi asked Jiang Funian, "Boss Jiang, what are you going to do?"

"I'll send Miss Song to the hospital, and you take those robbers to do what you should do." Jiang Funian picked up Jian Luo while talking, and took her into his car.

Heizi followed him all the way until he saw Jiang Funian's car go away before returning to the SUV. Those gangsters were already pale from the fright of his men, especially when Heizi's scarred face got into the car, Those gangsters who were not deeply involved in the world for him were so scared that one of them peed his pants on the spot.

"Boss, what should we do with these people?" one of the men in black asked.

The voice sounded like the old Jianghu, the smoke was very thick, and those gangsters were desperately moving their bodies to get together, sticking close to their companions so that they would not be so panicked.

Heizi frowned slightly, and the word Chuan set off his evil spirit. He is a son of revenge who returned from hell. Even if he stood there, people would realize that he was a gangster, let alone pretending to be fierce.

There were terrified fumblings from the gangsters.

With a sound of boom, the gangster who made the sound directly fell on the shoulder of the companion beside him with a buzzing sound.

The one next to him had his hair disheveled by the wind brought by Heizi's lightning-quick punches.

"Ask one by one, if you can't find out, just follow my way." Heizi jumped to the front passenger seat.

The SUV drifted in a large arc in place, and the exhaust pipe emitted a thick tail smoke, which quickly disappeared on the road.

at the same time.

A black phantom driving on the highway, quickly passing through every vehicle on the road.

The man in the driver's seat stepped on the brakes more and more loosely, and the speedometer continued to increase, but even in the case of speeding, he still couldn't help observing the situation of the woman behind him from the rearview mirror.

She looked very wrong, her face was rosy, she seemed to have a high fever, her body was hugged together, and she made herself into a rice dumpling. It looked a little ridiculous, but Jiang Funian was only worried at this time.

"Your condition is not right, is there any discomfort?"

Jian Luo hugged herself and kept trembling. The heat of her body made her feel uncomfortable all over. She desperately resisted this feeling, but she gradually felt that her consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, which was an ominous sign.

She didn't hear Jiang Funian's question clearly, but made a faltering and uncomfortable voice.

Jiang Funian heard that something was wrong, stopped the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and stroked her forehead on the back seat, and compared the temperature of his own forehead, he frowned: "Do you have a fever?"

"It's not a fever." Jian Luo finally regained consciousness a little bit. She groped and touched the cold thing just now, propped up her body and leaned against it, and hugged the cold thing tightly.

Jiang Funian's body tensed up immediately.

At this moment, she was rubbing her arm.

The clothes were rubbed up by her, and he looked at her, his face flushed, obviously trying to express something.

Jiang Funian was too nervous about her situation, and he didn't dare to do more. He held her hand and looked at the strangle marks on her wrist. Although the blood had dried up, the wound looked so horrifying. He could imagine what she had gone through. past pain.

She was hot all over, which was the most terrible situation.

Jiang Funian was worried that she had a high fever. He was extremely worried. If she got infected, it would definitely not be a good thing for her.

He controlled his emotions and comforted him: "Song Miao, if you persist for a while, I will send you to the hospital now, and you will be fine."

"I don't want to go to the hospital." Jian Luo knew how embarrassing she was now. She couldn't accept the way people around her laughed at her when the drug was found in her body.

Reason was in Jiang Funian's body, he thought about taking care of Song Miao's emotions, and took her back home.

The housekeeper came out to help and helped Jian Luo back to the room. Jiang Funian ordered the housekeeper to prepare some broth and bring it up. As soon as he returned to the room, Jian Luo pulled him onto the bed.

"I am hot."

She hugged his arm, enjoying the moment of cold body temperature.

Jiang Funian has a characteristic, his hands and feet are cold no matter in season, just like his personality.

For Jian Luo now, this is undoubtedly a good thing.

She hugged his arm tightly, breathing in the scent of his perfume, her breath gradually calmed down.

It's just that the hand kept groping, from bottom to top, getting more and more excessive.

Jiang Funian's breath also became unsteady, and finally he laid her flat on the bed...

The butler knocked on the door.

The atmosphere in the room was quiet, Jiang Funian put on a silk pajama jacket, put it on, and got out of bed.

He went to get the broth and came in, only to see that the woman on the bed had already passed out.

He didn't have the heart to wake her up, he put the broth on the bedside table aside, then got up and went to the balcony, dialed the phone, and called Heizi.

"Mr. Jiang."

"How is the investigation going? Did the kidnapper reveal any information?" Jiang Funian squinted his eyes slightly, lit a cigarette, and sat on a chair on the balcony in a very comfortable posture.

He fiddled with the lighter in his hand.

"Not yet, their mouths are very strong," Heizi paused for a while, and then said, "But it should be soon."

"Without evidence, there is no way to convict. I believe you know this better than me." Jiang Funian exhaled smoke with a serious voice.

Heizi heard it, and looked back at the kidnapper whose face was swollen from the beating, which her mother didn't know, and gestured to his subordinates to continue.

Hearing a heart-piercing roar from over there, Jiang Funian gradually calmed down, and said calmly, "solve this matter as soon as possible."

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Fu Nian was in a haze.

Song Miao has not completely worn off the effect of the medicine until now, this is what Jiang Funian is most worried about.

It is not a good sign that she has been lethargic, and her body fever was still very serious until just now, although there are signs of fever.

At this moment, Heizi's phone call came in suddenly.

The sentence that the robber committed suicide by biting his tongue made Jiang Funian completely furious: "Why can't you even do this well?! Once a person dies, there is no evidence, so how can you arrest the criminal?"

Heizi didn't refute this question. After all, he was wrong, so he could only find a way to make up for it: "Mr. Jiang, I will find another way. We still have two robbers in our hands. There will always be one who can't afford it." Live the pain to reveal what's behind it, trust me."

"I'll give you another chance, no matter what, find out the real culprit."