Chapter 3715 : Lord Wang vents his anger on sister Nian
In the car.
Qiao Nian's temples were swollen and painful, so she leaned against the car window and didn't want to talk.
Zhong Yiliu was sitting in the passenger seat. He looked back at her and looked annoyed but did not talk to her. He thoughtfully gave her a relatively quiet environment to rest.
Gu Sanxian took Zhong Yiyi back to the hospital.
After watching Zhong Yiyi's back disappear at the entrance of the hospital, he turned around and asked the girl in the back row: "Miss Qiao, shall we go back?"
"Um."
Qiao Nian had already adjusted her mood. She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and played two games, including MVP. When she was about to start the third game, Guan Yan's call came in.
Qiao Nian picked it up, opened the car window, rested her elbows outside the car window, and let the night wind slip through her fingers: "What's wrong?"
"Have you not finished eating yet?" Guan Yan would probably ask her only after returning to the villa.
Qiao Nian looked at the intersection: "Go back soon."
Guan Yan groaned and immediately mentioned it to her: "Have you seen the news?"
"What's the news?" Qiao Nian spent this evening having dinner with Zhong Yiyi. She really didn't have time to play with her mobile phone. She had been playing games for a while, and she didn't like to read the news feed. She really didn't know what Guan Yan was saying.
What news.
"Hey, he didn't tell you?" Guan Yan said in a very surprised tone.
Qiao Nian's eyes moved, and she felt that the person she was talking about was Ye Wangchuan.
Before she could ask, Guan Yan said, "While you were eating, there was a shooting at the entrance to the Smith Bank Building. One person was injured, but no culprit was arrested."
Accidents like this happen so often in Continent M that the news doesn’t even write about them.
Qiao Nian knew that Guan Yan mentioned this specifically, and there must be more to it.
"This shooting case is not the point. The point is, haven't I been checking the whereabouts of Zhai Xicheng recently? So I found two groups of people, one of them traced Zhai Xicheng's whereabouts, and the other group of people stared at Nie Qingru. You also know their relationship, I thought about it
I might be able to find something. It turned out that I really encountered it - not long after the shooting, Nie Qingru rushed to the hospital to visit the victim, but his identity was kept secret during this trip, and he went there in a low-key manner. "
Guan Yan expressed his guess: "Do you think the victim is the Zhai Xicheng we have been looking for?"
Moreover, she felt that it was not an accident that Zhai Xicheng was suddenly shot in the street. It was most likely done by Mr. Ye, the protector behind Sun.
After all, Sun was almost tricked a few days ago and suffered a slight injury. Then something happened in Mzhou. It was not such a coincidence.
Guan Yan was so surprised when Qiao Nian said he didn't know, and said, "He didn't tell you."
"I don't know." Qiao Nian really didn't know this time. She and Guan Yan had guessed the same thing. She looked up and saw Gu San driving in front of her: "I'll hang up first."
Guan Yan muttered: "Then you come back quickly, I'll wait for you here."
Qiao Nian hung up the phone first, put down her phone, looked at the driver through the left mirror, and then asked after thinking about it: "Did he do what happened in M State?"
Gu San happened to stop the car and wait for the red light. Hearing Qiao Nian ask him later, he reacted sincerely and said: "I don't know Miss Qiao. I have been staying in Independent Continent and am only responsible for taking care of your safety."
Qiao Nian said no more.
However, she heard from Gu San's words that at least Gu San knew about it, so there was a high probability that Ye Wangchuan did it.
He took it out on her?
Qiao Nian couldn't describe this feeling. Her heart felt like it had been bitten by an ant, and a numbing sensation flowed through her body along with the blood supply. She raised her hand to cover her heart, and the heartbeat under her hand beat against the palm of her hand, again and again.