Chapter 211 Locking on the Mysterious Person
Shen Jinxiao had just returned to the downstairs of his company when he saw Song Shijing waiting downstairs from a distance.
At this time, Song Shijing still didn't understand what his uncle and his ex-wife had done in private. When he saw him, he walked up to him and pretended to meet him by chance, and said with concern, "Uncle, please accept my condolences. Don't blame Shuyue for Lin Shuang's matter. She didn't expect Lin Shuang to go to this point. Alas!"
Song Shijing held his forehead with his hand, looking very sad.
Shen Jinxiao glanced at him up and down, then glanced at the bodyguards following behind him, and asked in confusion, "You came here specially to wait here just to tell me this?"
"Of course not," Song Shijing quickly stood up and pointed at the bodyguards behind him, "Do you know who they are?"
Shen Jinxiao shook his head.
"They are the bodyguards Shuyue sent to me!"
Shen Jinxiao nodded to show his understanding.
After all, the enemy is indeed in the dark now, and the people around them should indeed be protected.
But Song Shijing looked at his indifferent expression and became more and more proud. "Look, Shuyue is only worried about my safety. As for you, did she assign a bodyguard to you?"
This time, Shen Jinxiao's calm expression changed completely.
"What the hell do you mean? If you have to fart, just fart!"
Shen Jinxiao choked him angrily.
Song Shijing was not annoyed. He laughed and boasted in Shen Jinxiao's ear, "Uncle, Shuyue asked me to move in with her tonight..."
As soon as Song Shijing finished speaking, he ran away like a child who had lit firecrackers.
Shen Jinxiao, who was stunned on the spot, was so angry that he became unstable and almost vomited blood.
Who would have known that one day, his nephew would actually come to him to show off!
Just as Song Shijing left, a bus suddenly stopped in front of him.
"Xiao Shen, something big has happened, something happened to Dong Hai!"
Shen Jinxiao's face changed drastically. Looking at the grief-stricken expression of Political Commissar Zhang in the car, his heart suddenly fell into a cold pond.
When several people rushed to Zhang Donghai's room, they saw him lying on the bed with a calm face, but there was a large bloodstain on the floor under him, which was shocking.
On the ground was a broken wooden chopstick with sharp thorns.
A medical student, at the last moment of his life, used all the knowledge he had learned to end his life ruthlessly.
Shen Jinxiao didn't understand. He had clearly begged him to take the news out and tell his father not to worry in the morning. How could he have been so upset that he slit his throat in just one hour?
"Who was here just now?"
Shen Jinxiao looked back at the two guards.
“No one has been here before, except you, Captain Shen!”
The two guards looked at each other, also puzzled.
Shen Jinxiao stared at the two of them, his eyes becoming increasingly gloomy, and pointed at the chopsticks on the ground, “No one has been here, how could there be chopsticks on the ground!”
The guard was even more puzzled, "We really don't know, Captain Shen, were the chopsticks you put in there when you came over to deliver food to Comrade Zhang just now?"
The words fell.
The whole place suddenly fell into deathly silence.
Shen Jinxiao's alarm bells immediately rang, and he looked around and saw that everyone's eyes on him had suddenly changed.
At this moment, everyone looked at him as if he had said or done something that made Zhang Donghai completely despair and want to die.
Even Political Commissar Zhang, who was still in mourning over the loss of his loved ones, stared at him with a strange and complicated expression, his eyes full of scrutiny.
That night, when Shen Jinxiao returned home from the company, he found that there were people following him.
Glancing at the time on the wall, Shen Jinxiao took out his notebook and wrote down everything that happened before and after Zhang Donghai's death today.
In the morning, when he got up from Meng Shuyue's bed, she was still sleeping.
So, he looked at the sky before dawn, avoided the bodyguards downstairs again, slipped out of the villa, and rushed to meet Political Commissar Zhang without stopping.
Political Commissar Zhang gave him a thermos bucket filled with chicken soup, but there was no spoon or chopsticks inside.
So after checking it once, he picked up the thermos and took the common bus in the compound to go to the task force.
Along the way, many people from the compound got on the bus.
Among them, those good brothers who were close to Zhang Donghai came up to him and asked how Zhang Donghai was doing now.
Throughout the whole process, the thermos bucket never left her hands.
The only time the thermos bucket slipped out of his hand was when the front wheel of the bus fell into a ditch. He rushed down with the thermos bucket without thinking twice. The thermos bucket was placed aside at the time, and he and others worked together to push the wheel out of the ditch.
Memories came back to him, and he remembered who was around him at that time, including some younger people he was not very familiar with.
Shen Jinxiao listed the names of these people one by one, and then rationally analyzed their respective professions one by one, and which profession had the hand speed to put the chopsticks into the thermos bucket in a short time, so that it could return to its original state in just five seconds.
The names on the list were crossed out one by one.
Finally, his eyes fell on one of the names, and his gaze gradually focused...
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Nine o'clock in the evening.
In the pharmaceutical factory, Meng Shuyue and Song Shijing were trying out the last piece of equipment.
As the equipment stopped running, Meng Shuyue opened the valve and looked at the thick medicine flowing in the tank, feeling very nervous.
She took a sip from the test tube and tasted it.
A sweet taste in the throat moistens the lungs and refreshes the spleen.
It tasted exactly like the syrup she had made, and a look of relief appeared on her face.
Song Shijing also took a sip and nodded continuously, "After working all afternoon and all night, we have finally completed the ratio adjustment. I think our medicine will be available in major pharmacies soon, and will be used as a prescription drug in major hospitals within a year."
Due to the publicity in newspapers these days, their syrup has obtained the documents of qualified acceptance from relevant departments and can be sold after further relevant inspections.
Meng Shuyue couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and made a cheering gesture and began to imagine the future, "Yes, after the inspection is passed, in addition to the pharmacy, we will find some reliable health centers to cooperate with, and strive to make our Lingquan cough syrup known to everyone as soon as possible!"
Li Bin didn’t know whether he was infected or hit by the big pie, but he kept clapping excitedly.
Seeing that it was getting late, Meng Shuyue began to yawn uncontrollably. He told the two of them to go back and rest early, and ordered half of the bodyguards to send the people back.
Unexpectedly, the two men each took out a large woven bag filled with things bulging from somewhere as if by magic.
"Why did you...you guys...bring your luggage here?"
Meng Shuyue was extremely confused and expressed his doubts.
The two people in front of them looked at each other, and then they realized that the other party was impatient and wanted to move in first to seize the opportunity.
"Didn't you ask us to move to the Bai family? We thought it doesn't matter whether we move early or late, so we might as well move earlier, don't you think?"
After the two men finished talking, they put their luggage into the hands of the bodyguards like big bosses, and went to experience the joy of living in a big villa with great interest.
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