Besides, Wang Jingzhe was very depressed and used a fake life-and-death flaw to make Han Guanshan and the others suffer. Mr. Dong, who was waiting for his life to be lent, had no more than one day to live, and sent the person away. After the matter was investigated, the one who was unlucky was Han Guanshan, the leader of the Special Affairs Office. In this system under the accountability mechanism, he was criticized by the above, and he also offended the old Dong family. A person like Mr. Dong suffered too much damage to the family. If an old man in the family is like a treasure, it is undoubtedly very serious for such a special family.

So Han Guanshan was very frustrated and angry, but the culprit was not caught. He had no place to extricate his anger, so he rushed back to the capital to report his life. He had to explain this matter to the above and negotiate with the Dong family. Liang Xiu was back with him. When the two were on the way, they discussed it in detail about Wang Jingzhe.

"Miss Liang Xiu, do you tell me that he brought out the life-and-death poem in Baguailipo and didn't hand over it, or did he not take it at all and deceived Yu Shengma. If it was the latter, it would be okay. If it was the previous reason, then..."

Liang Xiu shook his head and said, "I don't know if he brought it with him, but there is one thing I can be sure of."

"What?"

"It's the kind that Wang Jingzhe needs to borrow his life very much, very much, very much." Liang Xiu leaned against his body and analyzed with a reasonable and well-founded analysis: "Three or five years of life? Haha, the knife credit man shouldn't care. The seven-star life-sustaining method can make them live for more than three or five years. He must have wanted more, such as ten years up, otherwise he really wouldn't have to travel thousands of miles to Tombya Village to seek borrowing his life in Baguai Lipo. He even took the risk to go to Baguai Lipo. Let's not talk about what happened in Baguai Lipo. Just say that Wang Jingzhe is willing to go. This is obviously a great request. What he wants is very simple. It's just asking for a longer period of time. I guess Wang Jingzhe is probably going to live for a while, or we don't know any other reasons."

Miss Liang Xiu's words instantly outlined Wang Jingzhe's current situation, and the truth is always the same.

Han Guanshan frowned and said, "Is this possible?"

Liang Xiu said lightly: "You don't know much about people like them. People who credit their knives are respectful of life and death and seek the way of heaven. Everything is concerned with cause and effect. If it is not for themselves that they need it too much, he would not borrow his life. Living to the age of fifty or sixty is not considered a premature death. He would definitely admit it. But if he dies before he reaches his thirty years old, he will not be willing to accept it. I guess he is probably in this situation."

The plane landed at the Beijing Airport. After coming out of the passage, Han Guanshan was hurriedly picked up by a car and rushed back to report. After waiting for a while, Miss Liang Xiu took a car into the Beijing urban area and approached the Forbidden City. She came to a courtyard house. The door opened was an old man in his sixties and seventies in Tang suit.

"I'm back, Miss?" The old man bent down at Liang Xiu respectfully.

"Well, Shan Bo, I'm so tired this time." Liang Xiu changed his usual weak temperament. After entering the courtyard, he stretched his waist and showed his slim curves.

"Miss, I have put the things you want in the west wing. Since you are tired, take a good rest. I will go and cook a few side dishes for you later. After dinner, you will have a nap."

"No hurry, I'll go take a bath and check out the things. It's okay to have a meal later. I've eaten on the plane..."

"Hail, please call me if you have something to do"

This courtyard house is not small, it is a three-entry house, but only two people live in it, one is the third uncle who is always in the house, and the other is Liangxiu, which looks a bit empty. Nowadays, the price of a yard of this size in the capital is more than nine digits, but the key is that there is still no market price. There are a lot of people who want to buy it, but I can’t find one that I can sell it for a few years.

Liang Xiu went to the west wing room, changed her clothes and washed her face, and put bath water in the bathroom. After she packed it up, she drank a cup of boiling water and picked up a stack of information from the table and flipped through it. The first page on the above was Wang Jingzhe's name.

"Crazy" After the water in the bathtub was put down, Liang Xiu took off her pajamas and stretched out a ** to test the water temperature. When she saw that it was still appropriate, she slowly sat inside. Then she picked up a pile of rose petals from the side and scattered them in the water. She soaked comfortably for a while to relieve her spirits. She leaned against the bathtub with one leg raised, and picked up the stack of information again and looked through it carefully.

The records on this information are very detailed, so detailed that if the person involved Wang Jingzhe saw it, he would be shocked to his chin, because he might not be able to remember some of the things recorded in this thing.

Liang Xiu looked at it very carefully and for a long time. After she finished reading it, it was already dark outside, so she got up from the bathtub and threw the stuff that many people had worked hard to collect into the trash can.

Liang Xiu looked at the trash can, raised her lips and said, "Don't you understand you? I have learned all the Stanford Psychology Department in the past five years..."

Liang Xiu, Xuanmen and Han Guanshan, have a special relationship. She is neither superiors nor subordinates nor friends. If you have to say something, it is that Liang Xiu is at the level of visiting professor hired by Xuanmen and the Special Affairs Office. She occasionally gives guidance, but enjoys considerable treatment and people respect her very much.

This originated from this generation of Mohist genius, but unfortunately, no one knows who the Mohist genius is.

After taking a bath, having dinner, wearing a bathrobe and applying a mask on it, the girl Liangxiu sat at the head of the bed and picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Li, Longxi, there is a woman named Mao Xiaocao. I will give you three days to have a chance encounter with her without any flaws. I will fly over in two days."

After hanging up the phone, Liang Xiu hummed a small song and came to the dressing table. After taking off the mask, she showed an exquisite face. She smiled a little, revealing two dimples.
Chapter completed!