Chapter 112 Chapter 112

If the Japanese perjures his testimony because of your words, then he is unlucky and can't afford it.It doesn't matter whether the truth is there or not, the important thing is to find someone to top the bag! He is still as calm as water, but he just smiles in his heart: he has long hated the Japanese who are tyrannical here, especially this one, it is awkward to think of him, that person is a chameleon who can pretend, polite and polite on the outside, but ambitious in reality It can be seen that the greed that wants to swallow everything is hidden in the calm and desireless eyes.He felt that this was a good opportunity that came out of thin air, and he just got rid of it and then quickly.

Xianyuan put down her teacup, looked sideways at Mingyue, and found that she was also looking at him, with rare thinking and judgment in her eyes.He smiled at her, put down the teacup, and personally sent the Liu couple out the door. ... Mr. Liu rushed back to the agency, drafted the manuscript overnight, adjusted the established layout, and used his position to busy himself with his own affairs for the first time in his life.The next day when the newspaper appeared on the street, at the table and in people's hands, they knew that the incompetent military and police could not catch the real bank robber, but a young girl with a clean background and a powerless hand At the same time, Wang Mingyue was led to the place where Dong Xiuzhi was imprisoned.

The guard was still polite to Xiu Zhi, he pushed the door open and said there was a visitor. Xiuzhi was sanding a fragment of a brick, trying to grind it into an hourglass shape, which was his only pastime for a few days, and without looking up, he asked the guard who was looking.The guard said that he would know when he came out.Xiu Zhi said, then he will not go out.After a while, the guard came back and told him that it was a lady named Wang Mingyue. His hands stopped, and he slowly raised his head. Before going out to see her, he washed his face and hands well and shaved again.His hair was a little long, and he brushed it back after it got wet.The clothes on his body have been worn for two days, because the air circulation in the room is not smooth, and the shirts he washed before are not completely dry, so he still puts them on. The smell of soap is evaporated by the body temperature, which is not pleasant, but clean .His leather shoes are always spotless, and every button has been adjusted before he comes out of the room.The guard thought, this Japanese really likes to be pretty, and even when it comes to this, he still dresses up.

Before seeing her, he was worried that his complexion was not good and his appearance was ugly, so he made a few facial expressions to move the muscles on his face, and when he opened the door and saw her, he forgot about it. Wang Mingyue stood under the only small window in this room. She wore a small bun, with bangs on her forehead, and long curved eyes below. She might feel cold, and her chin was sunk in the collar of the sable cloak In the middle of the night, with both hands in the armholes, when he heard the door knock, he turned around and saw him.The afternoon sun cast on her beautiful face and narrow shoulders, and the gorgeous cloak shone blue. Xiuzhi suddenly felt that if he hadn't seen this oil painting scene with his own eyes, he must have dreamed about it.

He coughed and said softly, "Long time no see." He said slowly, "Long time no see." Hearing the sound, she walked over quickly, stretched out her hand, and held his hands tightly. Xiuzhi's fingers were dry and cold. Mingyue wanted to warm him up. At the same time, she looked up at his face. After watching for a long time, he turned pale. His thin cheeks, tired but gentle eyes, blue-shaven chin, still neat and clean neckline and placket.She knew that he had been locked up here for ten days. She imagined his experience and patience, and these overlapped with his generosity and elegance, compassion and nobility in her impression, which made her feel a strong sense of compassion and motherhood. , more and more heavy, more and more distressed.She said after a while, "Is Mr. Xiu Zhi okay?"