After being imprisoned by a sickly enemy, I was reborn

It's been three days.

There is a lot of news about domestic KL declaring bankruptcy and withdrawing from the domestic market, but there is indeed no news about Lu Chenzhao at all.

There was no new message popping up in the chat dialog box between Jiang Yuzhi and Lu Chenzhao, and it seemed to stop at the three words [I'm waiting for you] forever.

He stood numbly in front of the bathroom mirror, haggard and thin from the grief of these days, with stubble sprouting like mushrooms after rain.

He had left his mobile phone number with Jiang Tong's attending physician before. This morning, the attending physician called him and told him that Jiang Tong was awake, but because of a severe head injury in the car accident, Jiang Tong lost his memory.

Jiang Tong's memory loss means that there is no threat to Lu Chenzhao, although Lu Chenzhao is gone...

Jiang Yu figured it out, no matter what, he had to pull himself together, on the one hand to take care of his sister, and on the other hand to find out who killed Lu Chenzhao.

If Lu Chenzhao's death has nothing to do with him, then he has reason to believe that he was used as a pawn by others, but what kind of deep hatred does that person have with Lu Chenzhao?

Jiang Yu felt more and more that things were not that simple, as if there was always a layer of fog in front of his eyes, the truth was close at hand, but he couldn't see clearly.

At this time, he had already taken a shower, carefully shaved off his beard in front of the mirror, and then walked out of the bathroom and changed into clean clothes. He planned to see Yin Cheng first.

"Mr. Jiang, aren't you having lunch at home?"

Seeing him hurrying downstairs and going out, Lu Shanhai was pleasantly surprised and asked at the same time.

"I have a date."

Jiang Yu took the brown coat from the coat rack and put it on.

Before going out, he turned his head and told Lu Shanhai: "Housekeeper, anyway, brother is gone, I will sleep in his room from now on, you can move all my things there.

There are still some luggage, my assistant will bring them over this afternoon, put them in his room, and leave the rest alone. "

Lu Shanhai's first reaction was to freeze in place, and then he nodded in agreement: "Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Before Jiang Yu got into the car and drove out of the garage, Ma Youyi's WeChat message came over: [Brother, I've arrived at your house, do you want to start packing now? ]

Jiang Yu replied smoothly: [Come on. ]

Ma Youyi: "..."

The place where he and Yin Cheng met was a famous authentic restaurant in Yan City.

The layout of the private room is very old-fashioned. There is a bouquet of fragrant wintersweet in the blue vase in front of the vermilion lacquer window, and an ink painting of ten thousand horses galloping horizontally on the wall.

Jiang Yu and Yin Cheng sat opposite each other at the rectangular solid wood table.

He first politely poured Yin Cheng a cup of hot tea, making Yin Cheng who was not expecting to see him more vigilant.

"What are you asking me out for?" Yin Cheng took a sip of tea from his cup and asked straight to the point.

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet, do you mind if I move my chopsticks first?"

Jiang Yuwu took a piece of crispy meat into his mouth, chewed it slowly, raised his head and smiled at him.

"..." Yin Cheng felt even more strange, and asked, "You don't just want to have a meal with me, do you?"

"Can't you?"

As Jiang Yu spoke, he picked fresh and tender fish and put it in his bowl.

Yin Cheng: "..."

His eyes fell on the fish in the bowl, feeling strange.

Jiang Yu lowered his head and took another mouthful of fried bacon with garlic sprouts. Seeing that he still didn't move his chopsticks, he asked concerned: "What? Don't you like it? My brother used to like to eat the home-cooked food here, and his favorite is this plate of fish .”

"..."

Yin Cheng recalled it at this time, and he seemed to understand Jiang Yu's intentions...

Before he could ask a question first, Jiang Yu looked at him with a light smile: "When did Secretary Yin come back? If I don't call you, will you still keep it from me?"

"You think too much, I don't need to hide it from you."

The corners of Yin Cheng's lips twitched, and he picked up the piece of fish that Jiang Yu gave him with bamboo chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

Jiang Yu was very satisfied with his actions, and continued leisurely: "Secretary Yin, why don't you tell me what happened to you and my brother in the United States."

Finally, we got to the point. Yin Cheng had already thought up his speech, which was equivalent to repeating what Old Fu said before.

When Jiang Yu heard those contents, his face was calm, but his heart was still turbulent. His left hand, which was resting on his thigh under the table, clenched his fist involuntarily, and his nails sank into the flesh.

"Why didn't you follow him? What evidence is there that he was in the car when it crashed?"

Jiang Yu reluctantly tugged at the corner of his lips, trying his best to make his voice steady and powerful.

Yin Cheng moved the meat in his mouth aside with the tip of his tongue, and replied with a sneer: "At that time, I forgot to bring a document, but the senior was more urgent, so he asked me to take the document and go there by himself. He took a step first, and the camera video at the hotel entrance can testify."

"Secretary Yin, don't you think it's a coincidence?" Jiang Yu hooked his lips, tolerated Yin Cheng's indifference uncharacteristically, and said softly, "If you get in the car, you will definitely find that the driver has changed. Isn't the killer too careless? It's as if he knows you won't get in the car."

Yin Cheng swallowed the food in his mouth, put down the bamboo chopsticks and looked directly at him: "You mean that I and the murderer are accomplices?"

He was MMP in his heart, and thanks to him explaining in front of Lu Chenzhao that Jiang Yu didn't seem like the murderer behind the scenes, Jiang Yu's MD actually suspected him.

"I didn't say that," Jiang Yu shrugged, he didn't want to make Yin Cheng uncomfortable, "I just feel that there are too many coincidences, so is Ah Zhao's luck so unlucky?"

"If the senior is not unlucky, will your plan succeed?" Yin Cheng choked back deliberately.

Jiang Yu Jiacai's hand paused, not only did not refute, but also followed his meaning and replied: "What you said makes sense."

Yin Cheng: "..."

He didn't bother to give Jiang Yu a look, and took care of picking up food for dinner.

Jiang Yu watched Yin Cheng's behavior unobtrusively. Although he believed that Yin Cheng would not hurt Lu Chenzhao, such a coincidence made him doubt Yin Cheng.

No matter what, keeping Yin Cheng by his side is the best policy.

After being silent for a while, he smiled again and said, "Secretary Yin, what are your plans for the future?"

"I haven't considered it yet."

Yin Cheng raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

"Why don't you come to my side as an assistant," Jiang Yu bluntly threw out an olive branch, "Although the salary is not as good as in KL, it can be twice as high as Ma Youyi, how about it?"

"When the big tree in the shade falls down, you can be your own boss? It's not bad." Yin Cheng snorted coldly, "Why should I agree to you?"

"You don't have to agree to me, but I might be haunted by you." Jiang Yufeng said lightly, creepy words.

Yin Cheng suddenly felt chills: "Are you sick?"

There was a slight smile on the corner of Jiang Yu's lips, and he looked at him as if he was looking at another person, his eyes penetrated him to the distance, nostalgic and gentle.

Yin Cheng: "..."

"Azhao likes the fried crispy meat here, so you should eat more."

Jiang Yu hurriedly picked up two lumps of crispy meat and put them into Yin Cheng's bowl.