Chapter 167

As soon as she touched the box, Tang Jun took a step back and looked at her with deep eyes: "with your friendship with Jing chihan, it's just to put someone in. Is it so difficult?"

"It's not difficult. It's too late now. What's the matter with you, Tang Jun? There's something wrong with you, aren't you feeling well? "

"I'm not comfortable. I'm not comfortable all over. Zhao Yang has done me such a harm. Do you think I can be comfortable?" His words were very shallow and quiet, but joss heard them.

Did Zhao Yang harm him? Is it because of Zhao Yang that he became so strange and lost?

Joss remembers that they didn't know each other very long. Even if they were in contact, it shouldn't be such a deep feeling, or what else happened between them?

After meeting with Tang Jun, joss has been observing Zhao Yang. In recent days, she finds that Zhao Yang looks a little dazed except for the first day. From the next day to the next few days, it's quite normal. Maybe Zhao Yang really put it down, but it's Tang Jun who can't.

In fact, joss always thinks that Tang Jun is sick. Even when she was chasing her, she blocked people at the door of the company every day. At that time, they didn't know each other for long. She couldn't understand why he was so persistent. After she refused him again and again, he became more and more persistent.

Now he is also, and Zhao Yang has not been in contact for long, but he is crazy.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind blew twice.

Qiao Si suddenly has a kind of cold feeling in his neck. Can't Tang Jun have any mental history?

Her fingertips trembled and she said quickly, "if you don't give it to me, I'll leave."

Tang Jun doesn't move. He looks at her with deep eyes. His eyes seem to be brewing something.

Joss, startled, turned and went the other way.

Behind, Tang Jun followed her: "joss, I beg you, count me beg you, still can't?"

Jos felt that she was not a human being, but a ghost. The plot of the horror film she usually watched suddenly came out. She was even more scared and faster.

"Jos, Jos..."

The voice behind continues. Joss takes out his cell phone and quickly dials the nearest group of numbers. It's Jing zhehan's.

"Jos, Jos... Jos..."

Tang Jun pursues, but joss doesn't walk at last. She runs directly. She doesn't dare to turn her head back. She's afraid to turn back and see what she shouldn't see.

She put her cell phone to her ear. At the other end, after two beeps of busy tone, she was picked up: "joss?"

"Jing Zong, I'm downstairs, I..." before she lost her voice, she felt that a hand suddenly came out behind her and covered her breath. In a moment, a strange smell was smelled at the tip of her nose. Then, her body slowly softened down, and her mobile phone fell to the ground, pattering and losing consciousness.

Tang Jun thinks he's wrong. He stands a few steps away and looks at the three men who come out of the grass. He hoops the front to Joss from the back.

what is it? kidnap?

With a bang, the chest in my arms fell.

In front of the three men are wearing masks, can't see the appearance, Tang Jun and three people look at each other, one of the three people, very fast toward him.

Tang Jun was surprised and ran back like crazy. The idea of death never approached him. He ran very fast and finally got on the car. As soon as the door was closed, a pair of big hands on the window suddenly "banged".

He trembled with fright and drove the car, regardless of the masked man patting the door, driving forward like crazy.

"Old four, come back." Throwing joss into a business car, one of the masked men called.

The man who went to chase Tang Jun heard the words and glared at the line of defense that Tang Jun left before he went back: "boss, I was run away by that boy, what should I do?"

"It doesn't matter. The young master only said he wanted this woman, but nothing else. We'll leave Muhai tonight. I don't think they can find it."

Said several people on the car, driving is a little thin man, he took off the mask, showing a bit sick pale face next to: "boss, just received the phone, the plane is ready."

"OK, let's go."

The business car came and went in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, it was gone.

Jing zhehan stares at the cell phone that is forced to hang up, and the storm is coming in his eyes.

He first went to the next room to have a look, and sure enough, there was no one in the room. Judging from the temperature of the bed, joss walked for at least half an hour.

In the middle of the night, where did she go?

Thinking of her last voice on the phone, he went downstairs and repeatedly called joss. He went downstairs to look for her, but found nothing. The phone was always turned off.

After a long time, he stood at the lamppost and looked up at the monitors on both sides of the road. His eyes were deep and deep.

Holding the already hot mobile phone, he played a group of numbers.

"Hello." On the other end of the line, it's an angry voice.

"It's me." His voice was deep and cold.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to pause for a while. After a while, he was surprised and said, "Jing chihan? What are you calling me for? I thought we would break up early... "

"Yin Lin, my wife is gone."

Yin Lin

Half an hour later, groups of police cars drove to the downstairs of the apartment. Jing chihan stood in the same place and watched the handsome man in plain clothes coming in the front of the police car. His eyes were as dark as a shadow in the sea.

Yin Lin stepped forward and looked at the old friend whom he had not seen for several years. He closed his lips tightly and said for a while: "first, I don't know if you are married. You don't want to live. Second, the identity, life and time of the missing person."

He had a little book in his hand, waiting for the record.

Looking at the man who has been the leader of the serious crime group for just three years, Jing chihan pondered and said the matter again.

After hearing that the missing time was only half an hour, Yin Lin drew at the corner of his mouth, but after listening to the words behind, his face sank down again, and he ordered: "transfer out the monitoring of several nearby roads." Then he looked at Jing chehan: "give me your mobile phone. If it's a kidnapping, you may receive a call from the kidnapper. You need to do some work on your mobile phone."

Jing zhehan has no words and hands over his mobile phone.

Jos didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but when he opened his eyes again, his goal was a snow-white ceiling.

She blinked and tried to sit up, only to find that she was dizzy.

In retrospect, she remembered what had happened. Suddenly, her face turned white. She looked around again. It was a very ordinary room. It seemed that the house had just been decorated, and there was a unique smell of formaldehyde in the air.

It smells bad.

She rubbed her eyebrows and got out of bed to open the door.