Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

The next day.

Bo Jingzhou went to the address Xiaohan said. As soon as he knocked on the door, the door opened quickly, as if he was waiting there on purpose. The little girl stood behind the door, hurriedly handed him a letter, and then closed it. Door.

It was already summer, but Xiaohan was still wearing long sleeves. Although it was just a glimpse, he still saw her injuries hidden under the dirty cuffs. It was a large area, red, swollen and blistered, like Permed.

After getting in the car, Bo Jingzhou did not ask the driver to drive immediately, but opened the letter Xie Chuyi left for him.

The mysterious man who forced Xie Chuyi to death at Qiao's house was caught, and the kidnapping case was solved. He was the one who instigated them. The police also found several criminal cases related to him. Although Ji Ziyan has not been involved yet, it will soon.

The police have found out that the two knew each other and were in contact.

Although the sentence was already a certainty, Bo Jingzhou's purpose was to send Ji Ziyan to prison, preferably with the death penalty. Even if he was not sentenced, he would never get out, so naturally the more evidence of his crime he could get, the better.

Bo Jingzhou opened the letter and found a USB flash drive inside. After connecting it to the computer, he clicked on it. It contained all the text messages Xie Chuyi and Ji Ziyan had sent over the years, as well as the video of their meeting some time ago. These were of no use. The text message number was virtual, and the other person in the video was He didn't show his face, and he didn't reveal his identity. The only thing that was useful was a candid video.

In the video, Ji Ziyan delivered several boxes of drinks to a man, large bottles of off-brand drinks. Bo Jingzhou knew that man, and he was a high-ranking and powerful person in Kyoto's political circles.

It was simply weird to give a drink to such a person, even a brand-name drink, but he soon understood the reason. What kind of drink was this? The bottles inside were all wrapped with money.

Bo Jingzhou didn't know where Xie Chuyi got this video, but it should be the cause of her death. There was one more crime in Ji Ziyan's list. If he starts with that official, he pulls out the carrot and brings out the mud, even if he can't be convicted by then. If he is sentenced to death, he will never come out again in this life.

In a place like a prison, there are simply too many ways to make a person die quietly, but if something is done, it will leave traces. Bo Jingzhou raised his hand, his fingers were long and his skin was fair, Wan Wan was a little bit hand-controlled, He couldn't get dirty.

There is also a letter handwritten by Xie Chuyi, with only one sentence: "In exchange: Find a loving family for Xiaohan to adopt her."

Not a word was mentioned about her love for Bo Jingzhou, when she fell in love with him, and why she fell in love with him.

When writing this condition, Xie Chuyi was not sure whether Bo Jingzhou would comply with it after getting the evidence. After all, she almost killed the woman he loved, but she could only bet that he would.

Because she had no other choice but to believe that he would get this letter, which meant that she failed to kill Shen Wanci as Ji Ziyan said, so whether Bo Jingzhou obeyed or not, she would kill him. There is no way.

If she lives, this surveillance will never see the light of day again, and she cannot put Xiaohan in danger.

But she is dead, and only if Ji Ziyan dies too can Xiaohan be safe.

Driver: "Mr. Bo, are you going back to the company?"

Bo Jingzhou: "Go to the police station."

……

Shen Wanci was in a good mood today. At noon, Bo Jingzhou called and said that Ji Ziyan's matter was basically over. The evidence was available and she was waiting to go to court. She brought wedding candies to the museum, and her colleagues gathered around her. He asked her to send blessings: "Wanwan, when is the wedding banquet?"

"not decided."

"If you decide, you must send us an invitation."

Some people made exaggerated gestures of applauding, winking and exclaiming: "The wealthy young lady and the wealthy young master have finally achieved success after going through a lot of hardships. To save you, why don't you introduce me to a wealthy second generation..."

Before she could finish her words, someone immediately covered her mouth: "Shut up and take back your love brain. The second generation of rich people are more realistic than anyone else. They can only be third children unless they are well matched."

A group of people were laughing and joking. Shen Wanci's cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID, said 'Sorry' to the people around her, got up and went outside to answer the phone: "Chen Xu, what's the matter?"

Chen Xu's urgent voice came from the receiver: "Young madam, Mr. Bo's headache has happened again. This time it is more serious than every time before. It has been half an hour and he still hasn't recovered. His memory seems to be a bit confused. , why don’t you come over and take a look..."

He originally wanted to call 120, but Mr. Bo refused to let him, nor let him contact his personal doctor. No matter what he said, it was useless. Chen Xu couldn't believe that Mr. Bo was still a naturally stubborn person when he was sick. How could he be so stubborn? Make people mad.

Even when he called the young madam, he made secret calls under the pretext of going out to make coffee.

Hearing Chen Xu's words, Shen Wanci's expression suddenly changed. She hadn't seen Bo Jingzhou frowning in the past few days, nor had he shown a headache. She thought his condition was getting better: "Okay, I'll be right over. "

Arrive at Bo's.

She went up to the top floor without any obstruction. Chen Xu was waiting for her at the elevator entrance. When he saw her, he breathed a long sigh of relief: "Young madam, please go and see Mr. Bo."

Shen Wanci was out of breath, but still walking quickly: "His head still hurts?"

"No more, but it seems a little...unrecognizable."

"You don't know people?"

"...It's not that I don't recognize people, it's just that my reaction seems a bit slow. It took me a while to recognize who it was."

Shen Wanci's heart thumped. She couldn't be stupid. Chen Xu saw what she was thinking and hurriedly denied: "I'm not stupid. I can still read the documents."

Standing at the door, Shen Wanci held the doorknob and realized that her palms were sweating. It was so wet that she could hardly hold the metal handle. But this was just her illusion, because the next second, she was very steady. He pressed the door lock and pushed the door open.

"Jingzhou?"

The office was still as deserted as before. Bo Jingzhou was sitting on the office chair with his eyebrows in his hands, his hair and shirt a little messy.

Hearing her voice, the man suddenly raised his head and looked towards her, "Why are you here?"

"I have nothing to do this afternoon. I will get off work early and come to pick you up." As she got closer, Shen Wanci saw clearly that there were still red bloodshot eyes under his eyes. He looked more embarrassed than she imagined, and his forehead was The cold sweat has not dried on my face, my wet temples are still stuck to it, and my lips are pale, "Do you still have a lot of work to do in the afternoon?"

She shuffled through the pile of papers on her desk.

Bo Jingzhou: "Did Chen Xu call you?"

"Well, he said you're not feeling well," Shen Wanci held his cold hand: "How about we go to the hospital? Let's find the best doctors, neurologists, psychiatrists. As long as they can cure your disease, what? Everything is fine, let’s go and have a look.”