Hidden Assassin

The sun was shining at three o'clock in the afternoon, the air-conditioning was turned on in the sports car, the back of the seat was put down, Dongfang Wan was lifting her left leg, and asked Jia Ming to help her take off the flesh-colored stockings. The first aid kit is next to it.

I really don't understand you, I'm afraid of going to the hospital for such an adult...

It's not that I'm afraid to go, but I just don't want to go, and I don't like the atmosphere of the hospital. Dongfang Wan bared her white teeth and stared at her ankles, as if she was about to call out at any time, Aren't you a doctor of surgery? Small problem, so many chirps, can't you handle it...

Jia Ming took a look at her trembling expression and insisted on arguing, and felt a little helpless: It doesn't hurt so much?

It hurts when you touch it, I can't prepare first...

I really admire you...

During the nagging, he took off his socks, and Jia Ming held Dongfang Wan's white bare feet in his hands. After a simple inspection, Jia Ming shook his head: It's not a big problem, no bones are hurt, I'll give it a cold compress. You take some medicine, put on a bandage, and you should be fine.

His understanding of trauma is many times better than that of the doctors in the hospital. Naturally, this kind of minor injury is more simple. When he took a small bag of crushed ice bought from outside and put a cold compress on her ankle, he was in the sports car. Also quiet down. Dongfang Wan lowered the back of the chair, as if she was lying on her side on the passenger seat. The silk trousers on her left foot were pulled up to her knees. Her calves were well-proportioned and slender. The bare feet held by Jia Ming were white and delicate. Under the cold compress, the pain gradually diminished , she also became interested. \\\\\\

Reluctance to go to the hospital for treatment, the atmosphere problem is naturally part of the reason, minor injuries, and the fact that there is a first aid kit in the car is also one of the reasons. But subconsciously, asking Jiaming to treat her wounds did not mean that there was no close relationship. Of course, it was not too complicated. She considers herself a modern woman, everyone is such a good friend, a little bit of contact is nothing - that's what she thought at first, but when she calmed down at this time, she felt a little ambiguous atmosphere.

Now that I had such a thought in my heart, some messy feelings seemed to come up, and the place Jia Ming was holding was hot, numb, and seemed to be a little itchy. It was probably because the soles of the feet were touched. Thinking of this, the white toes subconsciously moved a few times, and then slightly tensed the insteps. at the same time. She also noticed that Jia Ming frowned slightly, probably because she had noticed her movements.

I suddenly remembered something... Jiaming's cold compress slowed down.

What, what? Dongfang Wan's eyes widened.

You don't have athlete's foot?

Go to hell. Dongfang Wan was already a little nervous in her heart, at this moment she subconsciously waved her legs, and then—Ah...

It's time to break the bone

Jia Ming looked at her and shook his head angrily and amusedly. \\\\\\\\ Dongfang Wan blinked desperately in pain. It took a long while before she stopped: Didn't you mean it? There was a hint of weakness in her tone that she didn't dare to mess around again. Feeling the ambiguity in the silence, I applied medicated oil after the cold compress. Jia Ming wrapped her ankles with bandages, and Dongfang Wan lay there quietly for a while. Seeing that the bandages were starting to wrap, he just said, Hey, Gu Jiaming, what do you think of me?

Jiaming was wrapped in a bandage, and he didn't lift his head: You have a crush on me?

You... Dongfang Wan's eyes widened for a moment, and then her face turned red, What, what!

It's nothing. Just like the usual chatting attitude, Jia Ming lowered his head and bandaged in an orderly manner, his tone was flat, I suddenly remembered that a woman asked me this way a few years ago. After a while, she told me I'm in bed.

Uh... who is that?

Jia Ming raised his head and glared at her: Why should I tell you?

Curiosity is not enough, but anyway, it's either Lingjing or Rusha, not to mention falling down.

Jia Mingha shrugged his shoulders and said after a while: As for you, to be fair, I think it's not bad. You have outstanding advantages. You are rich, aggressive, beautiful, and have a straightforward personality. It's a little bit more serious, but it's not reckless, but really straightforward. There are very few people with this personality nowadays. Although they have a bad mouth, they are really good to friends...

Hey! Dongfang Wan laughed, I have a bad mouth because you forced me to do it well, you are much less virtuous than me.

Men talk, women don't intervene?

Dongfang Wan glared at him angrily: You have a bad mouth.

Oh, you have a bad mouth, but you are very good to your friends, but even with so many advantages, you still can't cover up your fatal injuries... Beauty, you are too principled, and you are equally strong in both public and private affairs. My friend is in trouble, you have such a strong desire to control, I guess he can only be a little man, haha, I really sympathize with him... By the way, why do you ask me this?

Why should I tell you.

After the bandage was wrapped, Dongfang Wan responded with a tooth for a tooth with a blank face, then retracted her left foot, put on silk stockings, and did not mention this matter again throughout the afternoon.

There was still a long time in the afternoon, and Dongfang Wan seldom sneaked in and refused to go back. The two went to a boutique to buy shoes. Dongfang Wan originally asked Jia Ming to refer to it, but Jia Ming stood by and refused to give advice: I The aesthetics are messed up, I think these are all good... She didn't choose more, just took the double-pay bill and walked away, and then the two drove the sports car for a while, and in the evening, Jia Ming took When it came to the quickly made documents, I wanted to send Dongfang Wan home, but Dongfang Wan chose to go to the company, so Jia Ming had no choice but to send her there. \\\\

Don't worry about me, Yi Ting will take care of me, not to mention... I have a small injury on my foot

That's what she said to Jiaming, but it was after nine o'clock that night that she returned to Dongfang's villa alone, and when she limped into the living room, Dongfang Lu was watching TV. What's the matter? The business on Dongfang Road is in the south, and they have been here for so long, so they should go back and continue to host. However, due to Ying Haisheng's incident recently, there have been a lot of internal changes in Yanhuang Awakening, and Jiaming's return, and he will go to Japan recently, there may be some changes, so he will temporarily stay in Jianghai according to Fang Zhitian's arrangement. Seeing that his sister was injured and smelled of alcohol, he asked.

It's nothing. Dongfang Wan stood there, looked at her brother with complicated eyes for a while, I sprained my ankle.

What's going on? Nothing.

Going shopping with Gu Jiaming in the afternoon, I met a bag snatcher, and was pushed a bit, the heel was too high, that's it.\\\\\\But it's already bandaged, so it's not a big problem. She limped away Go sit down on the sofa.

Dongfang Lu's gaze moved slightly: Jiaming?

Yes. She nodded, looked at her brother again, and then looked away. I don't know what I was thinking, That guy ran out to get a fake certificate, what a mess, heh, he got a doctorate in medicine from Cambridge... No one would believe him. But he tied the bandage for me, you know I don't like going to the hospital.

Oh. Met in the street

I'll go find him. After a long silence, she turned her gaze to her brother next to her. This time, Dongfang Road finally noticed it: Why?

Dongfang Road. Let me ask you something. Dongfang Wan stretched out her finger. His eyes were cold, What did you say to him before? Don't let him approach me or anything like that.

This... Although my sister's tone was severe at this time, Dongfang Lu didn't seem to feel the sense of oppression. He nodded and thought about it carefully, I remember hinting once a long time ago that you are not suitable for her... ...you confessed to him?

You, you know?

Of course I know. The elder brother smiled, You are my sister after all, I have long felt that...you have something for him, although you always said you hated him at that time, but if you don't have feelings for him, How can you hate it like that, even Lei Qing who is always pestering you, when you talk about it, you don't care as much as you do for Gu Jiaming.

Dongfang Wan looked at him for a while, and finally sighed: He hinted to me today that he would not accept me. Maybe I'm sensitive... But it's probably like this...

Dongfang Road nodded.

Speaking of which, brother, you like Ye Lingjing, but she is with Gu Jiaming. In this way, are we considered brothers and sisters?

That's right. Seeing his younger sister laughing, Dongfang Lu also laughed, It's not that I like it so much that we have to be together, I just think it would be nice if we could be together... But you don't have to be so discouraged, as long as you don't There is always a chance to confess. I think in recent years, these things between men and women are always the first to confess, so you must hold back.

I can't stand you saying such things again. She smiled angrily, Why would you go to imply that we are not suitable...

Didn't you know what you were thinking at that time? If I knew it earlier, I would definitely support you.

... Forget it, I'm going to take a shower.

Dongfang Wan stood up from her seat, her brother laughed behind her.

It's a pity that tonight is not the time. When your injury heals, let's get drunk together one night.

I'm not your friend, even if I'm broken in love, I won't drink with you... Besides, I haven't been broken in love yet.

After a while, when she walked to the top of the stairs and looked back, she could still see the encouraging and comforting smiling face of her brother below. This brother is always like Cotton, no matter who he is, there is no way to get angry with him, but all his positions can still be kept clear, and he never follows others and follows the crowd. Sometimes I really envy him, but I probably can’t change. That's it.

Go upstairs, go back to the room, take a shower, put on pajamas and walk out of the bathroom, the moonlight is shining in from the window, the toy helicopter hanging above the desk casts a black shadow, she sits down by the bed, lowers her head, looking at the silver moonlight A pair of beautiful fibers close together

The wrapped bandages felt like ancient women's little feet wrapped around the ground. She watched quietly, and then raised her head after a long time. Her eyes, which were always resolute in everything, became slightly worried and confused...

On the same night, on the streets of Tokyo, Japan, the heavy rain stopped, and in the humid air, two gunshots ripped apart the tranquility of the night.

That night, four members of the Japanese Diet, including Kiyokawa Heiji, were assassinated one after another, which became the most influential chain homicide in the Japanese political circle in more than ten years. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to .., more chapters, support the author, support the official

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