into the sheath

Hearing this, Tang Heng's first reaction was to deny, "You said it too, it was doubt."

Xiong Jun said: "Jiang Feng and Hou Zhiqiang both appeared near there on the day of your accident. This can't be just a coincidence."

"..."

"There is also Qin Hong. If Jiang Feng was there to meet Qin Hong, then everything makes sense. They must be plotting something. They were accidentally bumped into by Hou Zhiqiang. According to his method, they killed people and silenced them." It’s not impossible to do this kind of thing.”

Tang Heng pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

After a while, he suddenly stood up.The chair slid back suddenly under force, and made a piercing "嗞啦啦", abruptly stabbing a big hole in the stagnant atmosphere in the study.

"I'll ask him for clarification." Tang Heng's face sank like water, and the two hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, as if this could suppress the churning emotions in his chest.He didn't look at Xiong Jun, but stared at the regular black gaps between the floor tiles, "I won't make any comments on this until I get conclusive evidence."

Every word in this sentence is sounded very tightly, as if they were not spoken, but were hammered into the sentence with hammer and hammer.

After all, without a single pause, Tang Heng turned and walked towards the door.

Behind him, Xiong Jun was still sitting on his seat, not moving, just silently looking at the back of the young sentinel.

"Tang Heng." The moment the sentinel was about to walk out of the study, Xiong Jun called to stop him.Xiong Jun frowned and asked, "Are you losing your temper with me? Do you think I shouldn't doubt him?"

Hearing this, Tang Heng's footsteps paused for a moment.

"No." He turned his head and looked at Xiong Jun, "This anger is directed at me. You have your position and plan, I know, I'm just angry at myself for thinking so much, facing you When I questioned him, I couldn't justify him with a word-although he might not need me to say anything for him.

"As you say, I do know almost nothing about him.

"But it won't be like this forever."

After finishing speaking, Tang Heng looked away.He turned to look at the living room not far away.Under the soft light, Su Ting just came out of the kitchen, holding a delicate small paper bag in her hand, seeing Tang Heng looking over, she put the paper bag on the low table in the living room, and smiled playfully , made a gesture to remind him to remember to take it when he left, and exaggeratedly mouthed to him: This is for two people.

Tang Heng whispered: "I will figure out everything."

"gone."

When leaving Xiong Jun's residence, Tang Heng had an extra paper bag in his hand that didn't match his style at all, and the sweet cake aroma radiated from it—it was the one Su Ting prepared for him.

For two people, who is the other one for? The answer is self-evident.

Almost as soon as he stepped out of the door, Tang Heng received a message on his back.The response to the previous inquiry was long overdue, just like that person's usual style, only two simple words: not bad.

If it were on a normal day, Tang Heng would pass by when he saw it, and maybe he would be complacent about Jiang Fenghui's answer to such an insignificant question, but at this time, he stared at this message, turning over and over again. After reading it several times, my mind is full of the conversation with Xiong Jun before.

He has too many things he wants to ask Jiang Feng.

He wanted to ask if he knew the news of the monkey's death?I want to ask him if this matter was done with him?I want to ask what is the relationship between him and Qin Hong?I also want to ask him, what was the reason for approaching me in the first place? ...

When Tang Heng came back to his senses, a new message had been edited and sent out. After reading it carefully, he found that it had nothing to do with the entanglement in his mind at the moment: Simply, make a choice Question, like it or not, choose one of the two.

This time, the other party's response was quick, still only two neat words: the former.

That's what I like.

All the confusion and darkness in his thoughts disappeared in an instant.Tang Heng raised the corners of his mouth uncontrollably, and within five seconds, his rationality returned, and the raised corners of his mouth evened out again.

"..."

After walking a certain distance, Tang Heng realized his abnormal emotional ups and downs again.He was taken aback for a moment, and then cursed in a low voice.

What's the point of thinking blindly here alone?It would be better to find someone to confront him face-to-face. There are ready-made cases in the terminal. At least now, he knows more about him.

Thinking of this, Tang Heng paused, and sent the third message: Where are you?I will pick you up.

He was full of anticipation, and even stopped to wait, but the instant reply before was like a flash in the pan. After that, the inbox that was constantly being refreshed was always empty.

Tang Heng waited for nothing.

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The transitional chapter is a bit short, I hope I have written the psychology of the characters clearly...