Chapter 217

Jiang Wang can probably guess what happened next: "the Nighthawk is not a good talker. They chose the wrong way."

"That's right." Mr. Jiang leaned on a crutch and was sad. "Finally, after the Nighthawk ate black and got the confidential documents, he ordered them to be buried alive."

Mr. Jiang patted the back of Jiang Wang's hand and comforted him:

"Grandpa knows that you have been busy all these years in order to find out the murderer. Now the murderer is dead, and you should put it down."

Although Jiang Wang was cold in his childhood, he was also a polite little gentleman. Although he didn't want to pay attention to people and things he didn't like, he would also talk to him out of upbringing.

Unlike now, there is no human fireworks

Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang sighed heavily.

It was not that no one could mobilize Jiang Wang's emotions, but it was a pity that the child

Alas, fortune lies in misfortune, and misfortune lies in fortune. All kinds of days are doomed. It's not up to people at all

Jiang Wang: "the Nighthawk is still using the achievements of its mother's research and development to produce new Du products with higher purity."

Jiang Mu is a top biochemist in China. Her R & D team has the lowest experience. She is the leader of the team and the person standing at the top of the pyramid.

Until she developed a new type of chemical reaction and was watched by the people of the trafficking Du group.

The most important thing about Du products is purity. For the same weight and different purity, the price directly increases by five times.

The new chemical reaction developed by jiangmu can just solve the problem of low purity

Master Jiang knew what he was up to and gave him a wake-up call:

"The network behind the Nighthawk is intertwined and complex. Most of its men are outlaws. This network has been connected for half a century. You can't intervene and destroy it."

The Nighthawk can get to this position and avoid many arrests. It is obvious that someone has tipped off behind. Although I don't know who the person behind is, I'm sure it's not low

The Jiang family has been miserable enough these years. He has only one grandson, Jiang Wang. He doesn't want to involve him.

Jiang Wei lowered his eyes and collected all his emotions:

"I see, Grandpa."

When the old man was sent away, Jiang Wang slowly stood up and took out a newspaper from the bookshelf.

The pages of the book are slightly yellow. Obviously, in some years, the rolled up corners can show that the owner of the book reads it not very often.

A page of paper was folded.

Jiang Wu opened it slowly, revealing a few lines of font——

"If everyone is a small planet, the lost relatives and friends are the dark matter around them. I wish I could see you again. I know I won't see you again. But your gravity is still there. I am grateful that our light cones overlapped each other, and you have changed my orbit forever. Even if I can't see you again, you are still the reason why my Galaxy hasn't disintegrated and is the eternal composition of my cosmic web 。”

Dark matter.

Jiang Jue stretched out his hand and stroked the yellow font with his white and slender fingers, with a little gentle and affectionate meaning.

"Did you hear that? The bad guy is dead."

"So... I've already died..."

But you'll never come back.

He bowed his head, and the broken hair in front of his forehead blocked the mood at the bottom of his eyes. He sat at the table with his shoulders bent and his voice hoarse.

"Are you looking at me, too, like dark matter guarding a small planet..."

He smiled at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were wet. Next to the computer desk, there was a group photo of a family of three.

"In my mind, you are still as young, as fresh and as old as twelve years ago."

"I hope I won't disappoint you now, mom and dad."