MTL - Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 691: The Moon Comes into the Heart of the King: Questions from the soul, let's report!

Qu Zixiao's friend He Chen was unfamiliar. At the time Qu Zixiao never brought He Chen to know his friends, and He Chen was not interested in his friends.

It's as if Qu Zixiao didn't know which college He Chen took classes in, and He Chen didn't know what his friends did.

Compared to Qu Zixiao, He Chen was more clear about Mrs. Qu's friends.

Maybe it ’s a little bit more familiar than strangers, so I just nodded slightly towards the other side, and went in with Pan Mingyue, and continued to talk to Qin Yue, “Yes, see, wait, I ’ll take her in Chat. "

Her identity on the Tao was originally open and transparent, and there was no need to hide it.

The two entered and the big iron door was closed again.

Two of Qu Zixiao's friends were still standing outside the door, stunned for a long time, and looked at each other. The taller man said, "Just the ex wife of Zi Xiao?"

Some are unbelievable.

The other person paused for a second, then nodded slowly. Often there are almost no secrets in the circle. This golden wedding, you should know what you should know and you should n’t. Qu Zixiao ’s friends are unbelievable. He Chen came out great.

The two stopped for a while before they walked to the left of the door and asked the janitor how to visit the prison.

In general, heavy prisons do not belong to any country, but prisons built by dozens of countries together. Everyone in the prison is unusual. It is not easy to visit prisons.

These two people were the admirers of Ouyang Wei before, so it was difficult to find out about this place and ask the people here how to visit the prison.

The doorman was an old man. He squinted his eyes and watched the cartoon while he responded three times slowly. "It wouldn't work without our boss's handwritten command."

"What is your boss?" Two people came, naturally, they also found someone to check the information of the heavy prison, knowing that this is different from China.

"Just the one wearing the beige trench coat with floral skirt." The old man took a dry cigarette and knocked on the cigarette bag. "It's all right, don't block my light."

The two men gave way subconsciously and stood on the side of the road.

They both heard.

Floral skirt, beige trench coat, isn't it just He Chen that just appeared?

The tall man looked at the door. After a long while, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Qu Zixiao—

[I was in a heavy prison and saw your ex-wife ... How did you marry her before? 】

**

The entire heavy prison house is not tall.

He Chen has a separate lounge here and takes Pan Mingyue to chat.

"Drink a glass of milk first," she asked Pan Mingyue to sit on the sofa, handed it to Pan Mingyue, and then turned to take another cup, a cup of boiling water. "I know what happened to Lu Zhaoying, and I will help you in the afternoon Arrive, basically no problem. "

Pan Mingyue was holding the milk cup and sipping slowly, her eyelashes drooping, her dark and beautiful eyes were covered.

"Sister Chen, can I return to China with you?" For a long while, Pan Mingyue opened his mouth to look at He Chen. "I can't verify the audit work here, and the last point given to my deputy is completely OK."

He Chen glanced at Pan Mingyue in surprise, but did not refuse. She drank a glass of water before knocking on the wall of the glass without asking, "I still have something to do here. I will leave tomorrow after the treatment. You should wash it first. Take a good rest in the bath. "

At the same time, Lu Zhaoying, who was asleep all night at the border hospital, also woke up.

He didn't see the person he wanted to see within the sight range, he went straight to it, scanned the whole room, and pressed on the temple: "What about her?"

"Who?" The woman next to heard, lowered the apple in her hand, and asked him.

Lu Zhaoying twisted his eyebrows, his eyes darkened, and he lay back again: "Why are you?"

"Who am I not?" The woman looked at him.

Lao Zhang, who just came in from outside, knew who Lu Zhaoying was talking about, and quickly put down the water. He said, "Leader Pan took care of you last night before going back. The reinforcements have arrived, and leader Pan is fine."

After hearing Lao Zhang said this, Lu Zhaoying's thorny face eased.

Pan Mingyue returned here with He Chen the next day.

After returning to China, she began to organize cases at the border, report to the summary, and began to record the detailed database of all the people. She was so busy that it wasn't until a week later that Luo Qian returned with other people, and she knew that Lu Zhaoying had already returned.

"It's a first-class work again." Feng Loucheng saw Pan Mingyue and couldn't help but pat her head. What she wanted to say was eventually said, "I went to my uncle's house for dinner in the evening."

Pan Mingyue's first first-class work was the life of a family of three plus her loss. This is her second first-class work. Compared to the previous time, she obviously grew a lot. The casualty rate is only 1.

"No, I have one more file to complete." Pan Mingyue shook his head and refused.

Feng Loucheng looked at her, and suddenly remembered something, and was silent for a while, let Pan Mingyue leave directly.

After she left, he looked out of the sky full of clouds, sighed, and then kept thinking about Pan Mingyue's promotion.

Although Pan Mingyue is young and hasn't been in the Auditorium for a long time, the first-class merit this time is real. Few people in the Auditorate have such merit. Just one month later, he had to be promoted again. The city of Fenglou felt a little exaggerated, and he put it on hold.

Let Pan Mingyue calm down for a while, it's not good to be too sharp.

**

It was raining outside. It wasn't particularly heavy. She didn't bring an umbrella and just walked out slowly. The tramp was still standing at the intersection, but someone with good intentions left him an umbrella.

Pan Mingyue took it seriously, and it was raining. She naturally didn't see it. A car next to it approached. The driver lowered his speed and leaned down to pick up something. Outside the blind spot, he accidentally hit Pan. Tomorrow.

The speed did not drive. The driver knew that he had hit a big disaster, stepped on the brakes, and didn't support the umbrella. He went straight down and helped Pan Mingyue up. "Miss, are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital for a check!"

Pan Mingyue's arm was numb because she fell to the ground and her clean business attire was a little dirty.

"It's okay." She smiled apologetically at the driver, her eyes were clean and beautiful, "I was just thinking about it, so I don't need to go to the hospital."

"But ..." What else did the driver want to say, but he was in a hurry, and finally apologized to Pan Mingyue, leaving a business card and leaving in a hurry.

Pan Mingyue pressed her arm, it should be broken, she may be a little bit swollen, and she was going to go back and take a look.

After Pan Mingyue left, the tramp opposite her looked at her back, then thought about it, took out a very old-fashioned mobile phone, the lock screen of the mobile phone was a picture of a family of four, he opened the address book and gave one of the numbers Texted.

**

Pan Mingyue walked to the bus stop, because she was a little dirty and she didn't sit on the seat, so she waited on the side.

After waiting for less than two minutes, a Cayenne suddenly stopped beside her.

She froze, and the door in the back seat opened. Lu Zhaoying got out of the car and strode toward her.

"Where was the injury?" He saw that the piece of clothing on her arm was ripped, and he wanted to reach out, not knowing what to think, and then put it down.

Pan Mingyue looked up, looked at Lu Zhaoying, and listened to his anxious tone. The arm that didn't hurt a lot just suddenly started to hurt, and even his eyes were a little fuzzy.

"Fuck, don't you cry, what's the matter?" Lu Zhaoying, who had been calm and calm in front of Pan Mingyue, could not help but whisper.

"It's okay," Pan Mingyue wiped her eyes. "Yes, my arm hurts."

"Just hit?" Lu Zhaoying looked at her arm. "Get in the car first, let me see."

The black Cayenne drove away, and the others who had been afraid to wait for the bus could not help looking at the back of Cayenne.

On the back seat of the car, the driver was driving. Lu Zhaoying took out the spare medicine box on the car, "I look at your injury."

He rolled up Pan Mingyue's sleeves carefully, only to find that her arm had a torn piece of skin, some lilac, slightly swollen, and looked very dazzling in the white and slender arms.

Lu Zhaoying was originally a doctor of medicine, and she could see that she had no fractures. Only after being traumatized, she carefully applied her medicine.

After finishing painting, he looked at Pan Mingyue, his emotions had stabilized.

This was the second time he knew Pan Mingyue, and the other party cried.

Along the way, the two didn't talk anymore. When the car stopped, Pan Mingyue didn't respond that this was Qin Yue's home.

Today, there are a lot of people who came to Qin Yun's house. Almost all Pan Mingyue came, including Lin Siran and Chang Ning.

After she went in, she changed her clothes.

Cheng Ziyu, who was sitting on the sofa, saw Pan Mingyue come down, stretched out a pair of arm to let her hug, his eyes were like dolls, flickering.

Cheng Ziyu is also almost three months old. It seems that he has his own thoughts, and he doesn't like to hold people. He likes to sit in one place and think deeply. In addition to Qin Yun and Cheng Yan, it is difficult for everyone to hold him. But Pan Mingyue is an exception.

After all, this is the only woman who has made his mother compromise.

After eating, Lu Zhaoying was called by Cheng Ming to question, Pan Mingyue returned to the dormitory.

Cheng Jin sent her back.

Qin Yue did not stop her from going back.

On the way back, she received a phone call from Changning drunk routinely, "Mingyue, are you interested ..."

"Yes." Pan Mingyue didn't think about it this time.

Most of her previous studies as an inspector were for Pan Mingxuan's ideals, for inheritance.

But this time after the border line, she really understood the position and became interested in 129.

Chang Ning couldn't believe it. He put down his chopsticks and drank all the glass of wine next to him. He slammed on the table and raised his head. Report! "

Before Pan Mingyue had time to return, Chang Ning hung up the phone.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the intersection. Pan Mingyue walked to the door of the dormitory building and saw Mrs. Feng waiting at the door.

"Mrs. Feng." Pan Mingyue politely looked at Mrs. Feng.

Looking at her this time, Pan Mingyue was extremely calm, just like looking at ordinary passers-by.

Mrs. Feng held a bag in her hand, which was a necklace of some luxury jewelry. She handed it to Pan Mingyue. "When you uncle Feng, you said today is your birthday. This is a gift from your aunt."

Thanks to Pan Mingyue for saying so, no entanglement.

"No, I'm just birthday." Pan Mingyue turned away distantly.

Just before leaving, a harsh brake stopped, the black car parked not far from her, the window in the back seat lowered, revealing Chang Ning's face, "Mingyue, follow me, let's report!"

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(End of this chapter)