Chapter 345: The way a man looks at a woman
As a pilot who has flown fighter jets and early warning aircraft for several years, Yang Weizhao has an extremely calm mind.
Because a wrong judgment can often lead to irreversible catastrophic consequences, pilots have to remain absolutely calm and think clearly at all times.
There is another point that he has not told Yan Ai yet.
The way Feng Jue looked at her was the way a man looked at a woman.
He is a man himself, so it is easy to see.
If Feng Jue had feelings for Yan Ai, how could he use such a cruel method to threaten and hurt Yan Ai?
Yang Weizhao felt very conflicted. If one looked at all the things happening before him and what Yan Ai had experienced in her previous life together, they were also full of contradictions. Therefore, Yang Weizhao couldn't figure out what was going on for the time being.
"Wei Zhao, what do you think?"
Unexpectedly, Chi Rui suddenly asked Yang Weizhao for his opinion.
Hearing this, Yang Weizhao raised his dark, bright eyes and said only one sentence, "Protect Jiang Shuo's personal safety."
This afternoon in the western restaurant, Yan Ai had already told him what was in the documents Feng Jue had given her last night.
Although Chi Rui said that there has been no kinship test between Jiang Shuo and Zhong Zhuoying, even if they are not biological siblings, their relationship is extraordinary, otherwise they would not have kept in touch for several years and been so "secret".
Chi Rui nodded in appreciation, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "As expected of you, you think the same as me."
"I will send someone to secretly monitor and protect Jiang Shuo for a while to see if there are any new discoveries."
Yan Ai said, "Thank you for your hard work, Officer Chi."
Chi Rui smiled brightly, "I told you, the person you should thank and be grateful to the most is him."
After saying that, he pushed Yang Weizhao out. Yang Weizhao was caught off guard and almost bumped into Yan Ai.
Yan Ai did not dodge. It was Yang Weizhao who stabilized his body with his excellent balance and waist and abdominal strength.
After stabilizing his body, Yang Weizhao turned his eyes and glanced at Chi Rui with a sharp look.
Chi Rui hurriedly ran away, "I still have to deal with the mess Zhong Zhuoying left behind. You guys can go back now. Call me if you need anything!"
As the last words fell, Chi Rui's agile figure disappeared outside the door.
Yang Weizhao retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes and asked Yan Ai, "Are we going back to the hospital?"
"Yeah." Yan Ai nodded.
Now that Zhong Zhuoying is dead, she has to go back to the hospital and tell her father about this so that he can be mentally prepared and think about the impact of subsequent events.
After all, the bad friends that Zhong Zhuoying invited to her birthday party were all students from her father's school. She was worried that these people would talk nonsense after returning to school and continue to have a negative impact on her father's reputation.
After picking up the car, Yang Weizhao was responsible for driving, and Yan Ai sat in the passenger seat in a daze.
As soon as the car left the police station, Yan Ai's cell phone rang.
She lowered her eyes and saw that it was Feng Jue calling.
Yang Weizhao also saw the caller ID out of the corner of his eye. There was no name marked, just a phone number.
But looking at Yan Ai's expression, he knew who was calling.
"It's Feng Jue calling, right? Why don't you answer it?" Yang Weizhao asked directly.
Yan Ai hesitated for a moment before pressing the answer button. "What's up?"
"Where are you now? I went to the hospital to look for you, but you weren't there."
"I'm outside."
The man's voice suddenly became several degrees more tense. "Are you outside? Are you alone? Or..."
Having said this, the man suddenly paused, and the anxiety and tension in his voice seemed to have pressed the pause button.
"Not one person." Yan Ai still answered his question.
"Zhong Zhuoying is dead, you must be careful."
After the man finished speaking, he fell silent again.
"It's okay, I'm hanging up." Yan Ai was too lazy to listen to his performance and was about to hang up.
"Wait!" the man spoke again hurriedly.
"Is there anything else?" Yan Ai frowned, her tone very impatient.
Yang Weizhao turned his head silently and glanced at Yan Ai.
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