Chapter 222

Jiang Mu Ye opened the file and finished browsing it as fast as he could. He had a number in his mind.

He took out one of the paper reports and spread it out on the table to show Lin Zheng: "come here and see who she is?"

When Lin Zheng got close to him, Jiang Mu Ye was referring to a picture. He recalled that the last hostage was injured in the ankle, and the second master took her out

His eyes were fixed again. Although the woman in the second master's arms shrank into a ball because of shock, her clear and beautiful face was still very familiar.

"Madame?" Lin Zheng felt a little inconceivable: "how could it be a wife? I'm not wrong! "

"No Jiang Muye finally affirmed that what an Xiaoxiao told him a few days ago was what he thought.

"No, we've seen the transcripts of all the victims at the scene. I'm sure there's no wife. There's no paper transcripts!"

Lin Zheng was puzzled: "what's the situation? Miss the wife? "

Jiang Mu Ye twists his fingers and his eyes are far-reaching: "that's the problem, but she definitely told me that she went to take a record and stayed in the police station until the next morning."

"What's the situation?"

Jiang Mu wild hook lips sneer: "afraid is out of the ghost."

"The devil!"

Lin Zheng was disgusted for a while. He attached great importance to brotherhood and national interests, and had zero tolerance for internal ghosts!

"Xiaoxiao told me that she saw the physical characteristics of the robber at that time and said that he had a flower tattooed on his neck, which she had repeatedly mentioned to the investigators at that time."

"Madam, did you see the cherry tattoo?" Lin Zheng took a cool breath: "it seems that cherry blossom doesn't know about it, otherwise..."

Otherwise my wife will live to this day!

"Xiaoxiao told me that she had recorded a long confession. During that time, she fell asleep because she was too sleepy. When she woke up, she found herself in the girls' dormitory of the police station."

Jiang Muye was silent for a moment, and his tone was cold and unpredictable: "it should be that the water she drank was tampered with. I'm afraid that our people will trace this clue, and the files and evidence behind will be deliberately modified."

Jiang Muye narrowed his eyes: "go to check. At that time, none of the people who participated in the investigation should let go. This ghost must have a certain connection with cherry blossom."

"Yes Lin Zheng looked serious: "I will report to the headquarters immediately."

When Lin Zheng leaves the office, Jiang Mu Ye's wheelchair slides to the window and looks out at the clear sky. Jiang Mu ye can't help thinking that it's predestined for him to know an Xiao.

I have never known each other in my memory, but actually there are some intersections.

It's wonderful.

……

After dinner, Ann played a few piano songs, and then went to the sofa area to read a book, waiting for Jiang Muye to go home.

Today, she chose a book about special forces. While reading it, she felt sleepy and fell asleep. She saw a tall and fuzzy figure.

A camouflage clothes let the man's whole body of cold and fierce momentum increased a bit of justice momentum, it is soul stirring.

He seems to be a supernatural force, leading a group of soldiers into the mall, orderly rescue the hostages on the scene

In a daze, an Xiaoxiao feels that she is held up by him. She looks up and tries to see his face clearly, but his face is covered with thick camouflage, one by one.

An Xiaoxiao only felt that the man's facial features were sharp and angular, cold and solemn, and he had the strength and integrity of a soldier.

In the dream, an Xiaoxiao smiles at him. The water waves in the man's deep eyes, and then he hooks his lips. His voice becomes soft: "Xiaoxiao..."

He called his own name!

Ann was very surprised: "how do you know my name?" She asked.

"Fool! Look who I am The camouflage on the man's face gradually faded, revealing Jiang Muye's handsome and meaningful face

"Muye..." an Xiaoxiao murmured.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao..." when Jiang Muye came home, he found that an Xiaoxiao was sleeping on the sofa again, with a military book in his arms, and a smile on his face. He seemed to sleep well.

The key is that she is still mumbling his name.

Jiang Muye is very strange what dream she had, so gently put his name on her lips.

He reached for an Xiaoxiao's hand and pinched it in the palm of his hand. He continued to shout, "Xiaoxiao, wake up!"

Ann small this just leisurely turn to wake up, the Mou light fix focal point, she smile: "Mu ye, really is you?"

"What?" Jiang Muye is a little puzzled. It's not who can hold her hand and call her to get up at this time.

An Xiaowei's face was stunned, and she woke up completely. She sat up straight and laughed at Jiang Muye: "Muye, guess what I dreamed of?"

"What?"

"I dreamed that you were the soldier who saved me five years ago! Ha ha ha... "An Xiaoxiao was very happy:" you said it was not funny... "

Where is the laughing point?

Looking at Jiang Muye's confused face, an Xiaoxiao stopped laughing and said, "I dreamt that you were wearing camouflage clothes. Tut Tut, don't say you are really handsome! The crux of the problem is that you are obviously a mixed society, and I dreamt that you are a special forces! Do you think it's funny? Ha ha... "

Jiang Muye looked at her with a speechless face: "who told you that I am a mixed society?"

"You said it." An Xiaoxiao recalled for a moment: "we just got married. What's more, if you're not social, how can you explain the scar on your body? Are you really a special forces soldier

Jiang Muye coughed and said seriously, "No

The special forces and the NSA secret service team are certainly different

"That's right!" An Xiaoxiao patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and his tone was very comforting: "it doesn't matter. Mixing society means mixing society. I don't dislike you. I understand that the prodigal son will not change his money."

Jiang Muye: "good, very good." He picked eyebrows, a face helpless and reluctant.

An Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "don't be moved. I'm so understanding, smart and kind!"

Jiang Muye is completely speechless: "go to bed early, enough sleep is good for brain development."

"Good!" An Xiaoxiao answers cheerfully and realizes that it's wrong: "Ai, Muye, are you suggesting that I'm stupid again?"

Jiang Mu Ye shook his head seriously: "No."

"That's good!"

An Xiaoxiao lifted her chin haughtily and listened to Jiang Muye's low voice with a little smile: "I'm making it clear that you are stupid!"

Ann Xiaoxiao: "I don't think you want to play happily."

She took her hand out of Jiang Muye's hand, with an unhappy face. Her red lipped face was white and transparent in the sun. It seemed that it could be broken by blowing. Jiang Muye had the impulse to rub it.

"Play?"

Jiang Mu Ye pondered over these two words for a while, with a smile between his eyebrows: "have you figured it out? How do you want to play? On the sofa? In bed or in the bathroom? "

An Xiaoxiao furiously forked his waist and was very unhappy: "Mr. Jiang Muye, I don't want to talk to you any more! I'll give you three words before you go to bed. "

In Jiang Muye's surprised eyes, an Xiaoxiao said: "he! Abandon! "The cure

At the end of the speech, she turned away and quickly went to the second floor room.

Jiang Muye looked at her back with an inexplicable and happy face. Why abandon the treatment?

What does that mean?

He decided to delete all the new words on the Internet before the sun rises tomorrow morning! Delete! None of them!