Chapter 101: 101
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With a squeak, the door of the gynecological clinic was pushed open.
"Ming Hong!"
Yin Minghong, holding his left shoulder, was stunned. Seeing the heroic girl in a tight white shirt, he was surprised and asked, "Qingmei, aren't you at home? Why are you here?"
Mu Qingmei and Liu Mei raised their eyebrows: "I knew it would be bad for Jing Zhengwei to call you out. You won't go home to deal with your injury. Sure enough, I'll wait for you here, sister Hong!"
Mu Qingmei is a brother and sister who grew up with Yin Minghong. More than ten years ago, when slavery prevailed and the class struggle between the chamber of Commerce and workers was the most intense, riots and repression occurred one after another. Therefore, there are not a few broken families. Almost all displaced children like them would stick together to survive, like Magnolia and black flag.
However, they were lucky to meet the cadres who were placed in xuanzhu county to test the operation at that time. Under the care of white night walkers, they learn knowledge smoothly and grow up. When they grow up, they naturally join white night.
While listening to the dialogue between Magnolia and them, Yin Minghong suddenly thought, "if Magnolia and them had met white night, would everything be different?"
But Yin Minghong also knows that in the land of silver and blood, they are actually a few. What they face is the reality that most people have to accept.
Unlike Yin Minghong, although Mu Qingmei is a female, her combat talent is the best among all young girls. It's not too much to even call her a genius. Before, the organization had repeatedly hoped that Mu Qingmei would go to Yanjing for further study, but she didn't want to leave and had to stay in xuanzhu county.
However, Bai Ye did not give Mu Qingmei any position, but asked her to continue to improve her skills and hide her as a "King fried". Therefore, Mu Qingmei helps Yin Minghong look after the house when she has nothing to do. She has a very casual life.
"I'm injured. Of course I'll come to the medical officer..."
"I also know the interior tactics!" Mu Qingmei said with her waist akimbo. "Although I didn't take the medical officer exam, my level is definitely better than that of the medical lawsuit. Which cat in the family is not touched by me. Lie down and let me... You're seriously injured!?"
When Yin Minghong walked into the bright clinic from the night, Mu Qingmei saw that his black clothes were burning dark red, his left hand was cracked, and they were still bleeding while they were talking.
Mu Qing's eyebrow was suddenly anxious. She didn't dare to touch him. She shook her hands and didn't know what to do. It seemed that she was afraid that if she touched him, she would fall apart directly.
"Calm down, Qingmei. Most of the blood on him is not his." Wen Hong in a white coat yawned lazily and said, "don't come in first. Throw your clothes into the trash can. It stinks."
Yin Minghong was a little stunned: "it can still be worn."
"If you wear a fart and break so many holes, you might as well not wear it. Others may pity you, a naked beggar, and give you some money. The money you take to make up for others is enough for you to buy a new one. Do you want to mend your clothes yourself? Or let Qingmei mend it for you?"
Mu Qingmei patted her chest and rippled slightly. She said confidently, "I can mend clothes!"
"You take your sewing time to the dock to carry some sandbags. The money you earn is enough to help the little white face buy a new suit!" Wen Hong said angrily: "take it off and come in and lie down. Men and old dogs can't be afraid of this little pain?"
"What kind of white face? Ming Hong is so black..." Mu Qingmei muttered. Seeing Yin Ming Hong take off his coat, he 'moved' into the room in a cold sweat and quickly helped him to lie on the operating bed.
Wen Hong turned on the phototherapy lamp, put on his gloves, took a look at Yin Minghong's injury and frowned slightly: "there are big wounds in his left arm, chest and abdomen... Jing Zhengwei doesn't even let go of men now? Is he so cruel?"
"No... it's all battle injuries."
"It's strange that you can fight so hard in xuanzhu County... Do you want to drink boiling sleep soup?"
"No, I can't sleep now." Yin Minghong took a deep breath and relaxed his muscles. "I haven't sorted out tonight's records... It's bad if I forget important information."
"Then bear it." Wen Hong's hands burst with warm light and rubbed Yin Minghong's wound. Mu Qingmei watched anxiously, but didn't bother them.
"Tell me about what happened tonight. If you faint later, I can record it for you."
Yin Minghong nodded and explained what had happened after he got into Jing Zhengwei's car. Through memory and narration, the pain of phototherapy seems to be lighter.
Wen Hong listened carefully. When Yin Minghong finished, she asked, "so your injury is..."
"I was hurt when I was fighting with black flag, Baolong and Master Wu." Yin Minghong said this. Just as Wen Hong pressed hard, he suddenly took a breath of cool air: "black flag and Baolong are naturally very strong, but to my surprise, Master Wu, who is about to enter the earth, is the most insidious. He suddenly used his sleeve sword and foot knife, which hurt Mi Die Lisan and me."
"What about the fleet?"
"Later, Jing Zhengwei looked at the real account book and selected several crew members who often 'damaged' goods to cut off. The other crew members recovered half of their wages, but the fleet will continue to operate. The crew still have half a month to rest, and Jing Zhengwei will arrange a new captain."
"What about the slave trade?"
"No, but he shouldn't intend to continue."
Wen Hong rubbed Yin Minghong's flesh and blood back and said thoughtfully, "Jing Zhengwei's behavior... Is very strange."
"Yes, I also think it's strange." Yin Minghong devoted all his mind to thinking and tried to resist physical pain: "Since he only wanted to get rid of several captains rather than destroy the fleet, why did he punish the crew? He clearly didn't want to continue the slave trade, and why did he kill those crew members who had 'damaged' goods? Didn't he know that this would make the crew separate from him?"
Wen Hong shook her head thoughtfully: "no, you're the right logic, but in fact, those crew members have been bewitched by black flag and others for so long, they can't have been bought by Jing Zhengwei unless Jing Zhengwei is willing to continue to let them carry out the slave trade and make a lot of money."
"Since he can't win over with grace, why not frighten him with thunder? And doing so can also show his determination. Even if he will be known later by silver blood, Jing Zhengwei can easily elute his relationship."
"However," said Wen Hong, "Jing Zhengwei is still very strange."
"Yes, it's so strange. I still can't understand why he refused Bai Yulan's suggestion." Yin Minghong said: "does Jing Zhengwei's' secret forces' have other intelligence that points out that Bai Yulan or his plan is not credible?"
He thought about it and couldn't come to a conclusion. He sighed: "the water in the Jing family is still too deep. Until now, I know that Jing Zhengwei still has such a secret force... We have to pay more attention."
Wen Hong nodded: "the water in Jing's house is very deep. There are many demons and ghosts in it, but everyone can drink its water... White night also means to let you continue to lurk under Jing Zhengwei."
At this time, Mu Qingmei, who had been listening to him for a long time, couldn't help but say, "is it possible that Jing Zhengwei is actually a good man. He morally can't accept the slave trade, so he refused magnolia, got rid of the captain and killed the crew?"
Wen Hong and Yin Minghong were stunned at the same time and looked at Mu Qingmei with incredible eyes.
After a while, Wen Hong turned to cover her mouth and her shoulders trembled slightly, while Yin Minghong couldn't hold back his mouth. With a puff, she laughed so that the wounds were cracked:
"Hahaha, Qingmei, you suddenly say such words. I don't know whether you are ironic or stupid... Hahaha, it hurts. I'm split!"
Mu Qingmei sat aside angrily and stopped talking. Wen Hong seemed to stop his smile and continued to treat Yin Minghong: "by the way, the assassin has written."
Yin Minghong was not in the mood to smile and sighed: "but Yanjing hasn't replied yet..."
"Don't worry. The assassin agreed to meet in three days. We still have time."
"Three days later?" Yin Minghong was slightly stunned and frowned. "I thought he was a more acute person. If the time was set in three days later... That means it's inconvenient for him these days."
"I didn't find any eyewitness records of white haired people either."
"Normally, people like them can't let others see their own characteristics."
"OK." Wen Hong stepped back and turned off the phototherapy light: "don't move around in the sun these two days and eat less spicy food with heavy taste."
Mu Qingmei said strangely: "is there anything else that can't eat spicy?"
Wen Hong nodded: "after eating spicy food, the excretion time is too long, which may cause the wound to crack... By the way, a newcomer has come to me recently. Although he only knows a little about lingxu's tactics, he is very good at tracking and monitoring in the outer city and is even willing to assassinate. You can entrust him with a task."
"Really!?" Yin Minghong, who sat up, looked happy. I'm afraid this is the best news he's heard these days. He really lacks a trusted helper.
But he immediately asked, "such a good helper can't turn me? Don't other white night walkers have a higher priority than me?"
People like Yin Minghong, who has been a cadre of the Jing family, have a very low priority in terms of resources in the daytime - because it's too difficult for him to go further. After all, even if Jing Zhengwei is dead, he can't be in the top position unless he has a father son relationship with Jing Zhengwei.
Therefore, the white night branch will tilt its resources to the bottom white night walkers in other chambers of Commerce, strive to make them close to the core of power, and then weave a dragnet hidden under the eyes of the silver blood society, increasing the possibility of subverting the silver blood society.
Wen Hong shrugged: "the newcomer especially hopes to work under you. White night can only respect his wishes."
Yin Minghong was not happy to hear this, but wondered, "why? Does he know me?"
"He didn't know you before, but he thinks supporting you can achieve his goal."
"His purpose has something to do with me?" Yin Minghong felt very strange.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside. It was three long and one short. Wen Hong said with a smile, "it's true that you don't talk about people during the day and ghosts at night. Just talking about him, he came. See you."
"But his purpose really has something to do with you, because he and the Jing family... Correctly speaking, he has a feud with Jing Zhengwei."
Wen Hong went out to open the door. A moment later, he brought a young man with his whole body hidden under a black cloak.
He stooped slightly and said respectfully, "I've seen Mr. strange thorn and miss flower thorn. I'm a new agent in the white night, code named frost thorn."
After greeting, Yin Minghong directly asked, "do you have a grudge against Jing Zhengwei?"
"A bitter hatred."
"Can you tell me? I'm just asking. It doesn't affect my evaluation of you. If it's inconvenient -"
"There's nothing to hide." the young man took off his hood and showed a handsome and haggard face: "ten days ago, I was actually just a servant in Jing Zhengwei's house."
"At that time, my name was Rongyao."
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Early the next morning, three cars drove out of Jingfu.
Yue Yu sits in the car in the middle. The driver is Li sang. The co pilot sits Mi die. He and Qinglan sit in the back seat.
After Yue Yu got on the bus, he kept sighing and depressed. Qinglan, who was drinking coconut milk, couldn't help approaching him and asked in a low voice, "young master, aren't you happy to go back to Jingyuan today?"
Yue Yu glanced at her and didn't want to answer.
In fact, Jing Zhengwei has no reason to be unhappy.
But it's different for Yue Yu——
After all, there is a Jing Zheng lying in the Jing garden. In terms of reputation, blood and even interests, it is the existence of "father".
It's annoying. Am I going to hand over my first father today?
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With a squeak, the door of the gynecological clinic was pushed open.
"Ming Hong!"
Yin Minghong, holding his left shoulder, was stunned. Seeing the heroic girl in a tight white shirt, he was surprised and asked, "Qingmei, aren't you at home? Why are you here?"
Mu Qingmei and Liu Mei raised their eyebrows: "I knew it would be bad for Jing Zhengwei to call you out. You won't go home to deal with your injury. Sure enough, I'll wait for you here, sister Hong!"
Mu Qingmei is a brother and sister who grew up with Yin Minghong. More than ten years ago, when slavery prevailed and the class struggle between the chamber of Commerce and workers was the most intense, riots and repression occurred one after another. Therefore, there are not a few broken families. Almost all displaced children like them would stick together to survive, like Magnolia and black flag.
However, they were lucky to meet the cadres who were placed in xuanzhu county to test the operation at that time. Under the care of white night walkers, they learn knowledge smoothly and grow up. When they grow up, they naturally join white night.
While listening to the dialogue between Magnolia and them, Yin Minghong suddenly thought, "if Magnolia and them had met white night, would everything be different?"
But Yin Minghong also knows that in the land of silver and blood, they are actually a few. What they face is the reality that most people have to accept.
Unlike Yin Minghong, although Mu Qingmei is a female, her combat talent is the best among all young girls. It's not too much to even call her a genius. Before, the organization had repeatedly hoped that Mu Qingmei would go to Yanjing for further study, but she didn't want to leave and had to stay in xuanzhu county.
However, Bai Ye did not give Mu Qingmei any position, but asked her to continue to improve her skills and hide her as a "King fried". Therefore, Mu Qingmei helps Yin Minghong look after the house when she has nothing to do. She has a very casual life.
"I'm injured. Of course I'll come to the medical officer..."
"I also know the interior tactics!" Mu Qingmei said with her waist akimbo. "Although I didn't take the medical officer exam, my level is definitely better than that of the medical lawsuit. Which cat in the family is not touched by me. Lie down and let me... You're seriously injured!?"
When Yin Minghong walked into the bright clinic from the night, Mu Qingmei saw that his black clothes were burning dark red, his left hand was cracked, and they were still bleeding while they were talking.
Mu Qing's eyebrow was suddenly anxious. She didn't dare to touch him. She shook her hands and didn't know what to do. It seemed that she was afraid that if she touched him, she would fall apart directly.
"Calm down, Qingmei. Most of the blood on him is not his." Wen Hong in a white coat yawned lazily and said, "don't come in first. Throw your clothes into the trash can. It stinks."
Yin Minghong was a little stunned: "it can still be worn."
"If you wear a fart and break so many holes, you might as well not wear it. Others may pity you, a naked beggar, and give you some money. The money you take to make up for others is enough for you to buy a new one. Do you want to mend your clothes yourself? Or let Qingmei mend it for you?"
Mu Qingmei patted her chest and rippled slightly. She said confidently, "I can mend clothes!"
"You take your sewing time to the dock to carry some sandbags. The money you earn is enough to help the little white face buy a new suit!" Wen Hong said angrily: "take it off and come in and lie down. Men and old dogs can't be afraid of this little pain?"
"What kind of white face? Ming Hong is so black..." Mu Qingmei muttered. Seeing Yin Ming Hong take off his coat, he 'moved' into the room in a cold sweat and quickly helped him to lie on the operating bed.
Wen Hong turned on the phototherapy lamp, put on his gloves, took a look at Yin Minghong's injury and frowned slightly: "there are big wounds in his left arm, chest and abdomen... Jing Zhengwei doesn't even let go of men now? Is he so cruel?"
"No... it's all battle injuries."
"It's strange that you can fight so hard in xuanzhu County... Do you want to drink boiling sleep soup?"
"No, I can't sleep now." Yin Minghong took a deep breath and relaxed his muscles. "I haven't sorted out tonight's records... It's bad if I forget important information."
"Then bear it." Wen Hong's hands burst with warm light and rubbed Yin Minghong's wound. Mu Qingmei watched anxiously, but didn't bother them.
"Tell me about what happened tonight. If you faint later, I can record it for you."
Yin Minghong nodded and explained what had happened after he got into Jing Zhengwei's car. Through memory and narration, the pain of phototherapy seems to be lighter.
Wen Hong listened carefully. When Yin Minghong finished, she asked, "so your injury is..."
"I was hurt when I was fighting with black flag, Baolong and Master Wu." Yin Minghong said this. Just as Wen Hong pressed hard, he suddenly took a breath of cool air: "black flag and Baolong are naturally very strong, but to my surprise, Master Wu, who is about to enter the earth, is the most insidious. He suddenly used his sleeve sword and foot knife, which hurt Mi Die Lisan and me."
"What about the fleet?"
"Later, Jing Zhengwei looked at the real account book and selected several crew members who often 'damaged' goods to cut off. The other crew members recovered half of their wages, but the fleet will continue to operate. The crew still have half a month to rest, and Jing Zhengwei will arrange a new captain."
"What about the slave trade?"
"No, but he shouldn't intend to continue."
Wen Hong rubbed Yin Minghong's flesh and blood back and said thoughtfully, "Jing Zhengwei's behavior... Is very strange."
"Yes, I also think it's strange." Yin Minghong devoted all his mind to thinking and tried to resist physical pain: "Since he only wanted to get rid of several captains rather than destroy the fleet, why did he punish the crew? He clearly didn't want to continue the slave trade, and why did he kill those crew members who had 'damaged' goods? Didn't he know that this would make the crew separate from him?"
Wen Hong shook her head thoughtfully: "no, you're the right logic, but in fact, those crew members have been bewitched by black flag and others for so long, they can't have been bought by Jing Zhengwei unless Jing Zhengwei is willing to continue to let them carry out the slave trade and make a lot of money."
"Since he can't win over with grace, why not frighten him with thunder? And doing so can also show his determination. Even if he will be known later by silver blood, Jing Zhengwei can easily elute his relationship."
"However," said Wen Hong, "Jing Zhengwei is still very strange."
"Yes, it's so strange. I still can't understand why he refused Bai Yulan's suggestion." Yin Minghong said: "does Jing Zhengwei's' secret forces' have other intelligence that points out that Bai Yulan or his plan is not credible?"
He thought about it and couldn't come to a conclusion. He sighed: "the water in the Jing family is still too deep. Until now, I know that Jing Zhengwei still has such a secret force... We have to pay more attention."
Wen Hong nodded: "the water in Jing's house is very deep. There are many demons and ghosts in it, but everyone can drink its water... White night also means to let you continue to lurk under Jing Zhengwei."
At this time, Mu Qingmei, who had been listening to him for a long time, couldn't help but say, "is it possible that Jing Zhengwei is actually a good man. He morally can't accept the slave trade, so he refused magnolia, got rid of the captain and killed the crew?"
Wen Hong and Yin Minghong were stunned at the same time and looked at Mu Qingmei with incredible eyes.
After a while, Wen Hong turned to cover her mouth and her shoulders trembled slightly, while Yin Minghong couldn't hold back his mouth. With a puff, she laughed so that the wounds were cracked:
"Hahaha, Qingmei, you suddenly say such words. I don't know whether you are ironic or stupid... Hahaha, it hurts. I'm split!"
Mu Qingmei sat aside angrily and stopped talking. Wen Hong seemed to stop his smile and continued to treat Yin Minghong: "by the way, the assassin has written."
Yin Minghong was not in the mood to smile and sighed: "but Yanjing hasn't replied yet..."
"Don't worry. The assassin agreed to meet in three days. We still have time."
"Three days later?" Yin Minghong was slightly stunned and frowned. "I thought he was a more acute person. If the time was set in three days later... That means it's inconvenient for him these days."
"I didn't find any eyewitness records of white haired people either."
"Normally, people like them can't let others see their own characteristics."
"OK." Wen Hong stepped back and turned off the phototherapy light: "don't move around in the sun these two days and eat less spicy food with heavy taste."
Mu Qingmei said strangely: "is there anything else that can't eat spicy?"
Wen Hong nodded: "after eating spicy food, the excretion time is too long, which may cause the wound to crack... By the way, a newcomer has come to me recently. Although he only knows a little about lingxu's tactics, he is very good at tracking and monitoring in the outer city and is even willing to assassinate. You can entrust him with a task."
"Really!?" Yin Minghong, who sat up, looked happy. I'm afraid this is the best news he's heard these days. He really lacks a trusted helper.
But he immediately asked, "such a good helper can't turn me? Don't other white night walkers have a higher priority than me?"
People like Yin Minghong, who has been a cadre of the Jing family, have a very low priority in terms of resources in the daytime - because it's too difficult for him to go further. After all, even if Jing Zhengwei is dead, he can't be in the top position unless he has a father son relationship with Jing Zhengwei.
Therefore, the white night branch will tilt its resources to the bottom white night walkers in other chambers of Commerce, strive to make them close to the core of power, and then weave a dragnet hidden under the eyes of the silver blood society, increasing the possibility of subverting the silver blood society.
Wen Hong shrugged: "the newcomer especially hopes to work under you. White night can only respect his wishes."
Yin Minghong was not happy to hear this, but wondered, "why? Does he know me?"
"He didn't know you before, but he thinks supporting you can achieve his goal."
"His purpose has something to do with me?" Yin Minghong felt very strange.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside. It was three long and one short. Wen Hong said with a smile, "it's true that you don't talk about people during the day and ghosts at night. Just talking about him, he came. See you."
"But his purpose really has something to do with you, because he and the Jing family... Correctly speaking, he has a feud with Jing Zhengwei."
Wen Hong went out to open the door. A moment later, he brought a young man with his whole body hidden under a black cloak.
He stooped slightly and said respectfully, "I've seen Mr. strange thorn and miss flower thorn. I'm a new agent in the white night, code named frost thorn."
After greeting, Yin Minghong directly asked, "do you have a grudge against Jing Zhengwei?"
"A bitter hatred."
"Can you tell me? I'm just asking. It doesn't affect my evaluation of you. If it's inconvenient -"
"There's nothing to hide." the young man took off his hood and showed a handsome and haggard face: "ten days ago, I was actually just a servant in Jing Zhengwei's house."
"At that time, my name was Rongyao."
……
……
Early the next morning, three cars drove out of Jingfu.
Yue Yu sits in the car in the middle. The driver is Li sang. The co pilot sits Mi die. He and Qinglan sit in the back seat.
After Yue Yu got on the bus, he kept sighing and depressed. Qinglan, who was drinking coconut milk, couldn't help approaching him and asked in a low voice, "young master, aren't you happy to go back to Jingyuan today?"
Yue Yu glanced at her and didn't want to answer.
In fact, Jing Zhengwei has no reason to be unhappy.
But it's different for Yue Yu——
After all, there is a Jing Zheng lying in the Jing garden. In terms of reputation, blood and even interests, it is the existence of "father".
It's annoying. Am I going to hand over my first father today?
With a squeak, the door of the gynecological clinic was pushed open."Ming Hong!"Yin Minghong, holding his left shoulder, was stunned. Seeing the heroic girl in a tight white shirt, he was surprised and asked, "Qingmei, aren't you at home? Why are you here?"Mu Qingmei and Liu Mei raised their eyebrows: "I knew it would be bad for Jing Zhengwei to call you out. You won't go home to deal with your injury. Sure enough, I'll wait for you here, sister Hong!"Mu Qingmei is a brother and sister who grew up with Yin Minghong. More than ten years ago, when slavery prevailed and the class struggle between the chamber of Commerce and workers was the most intense, riots and repression occurred one after another. Therefore, there are not a few broken families. Almost all displaced children like them would stick together to survive, like Magnolia and black flag.However, they were lucky to meet the cadres who were placed in xuanzhu county to test the operation at that time. Under the care of white night walkers, they learn knowledge smoothly and grow up. When they grow up, they naturally join white night.While listening to the dialogue between Magnolia and them, Yin Minghong suddenly thought, "if Magnolia and them had met white night, would everything be different?"But Yin Minghong also knows that in the land of silver and blood, they are actually a few. What they face is the reality that most people have to accept.Unlike Yin Minghong, although Mu Qingmei is a female, her combat talent is the best among all young girls. It's not too much to even call her a genius. Before, the organization had repeatedly hoped that Mu Qingmei would go to Yanjing for further study, but she didn't want to leave and had to stay in xuanzhu county.However, Bai Ye did not give Mu Qingmei any position, but asked her to continue to improve her skills and hide her as a "King fried". Therefore, Mu Qingmei helps Yin Minghong look after the house when she has nothing to do. She has a very casual life."I'm injured. Of course I'll come to the medical officer...""I also know the interior tactics!" Mu Qingmei said with her waist akimbo. "Although I didn't take the medical officer exam, my level is definitely better than that of the medical lawsuit. Which cat in the family is not touched by me. Lie down and let me... You're seriously injured!?"When Yin Minghong walked into the bright clinic from the night, Mu Qingmei saw that his black clothes were burning dark red, his left hand was cracked, and they were still bleeding while they were talking.Mu Qing's eyebrow was suddenly anxious. She didn't dare to touch him. She shook her hands and didn't know what to do. It seemed that she was afraid that if she touched him, she would fall apart directly."Calm down, Qingmei. Most of the blood on him is not his." Wen Hong in a white coat yawned lazily and said, "don't come in first. Throw your clothes into the trash can. It stinks."Yin Minghong was a little stunned: "it can still be worn.""If you wear a fart and break so many holes, you might as well not wear it. Others may pity you, a naked beggar, and give you some money. The money you take to make up for others is enough for you to buy a new one. Do you want to mend your clothes yourself? Or let Qingmei mend it for you?"Mu Qingmei patted her chest and rippled slightly. She said confidently, "I can mend clothes!""You take your sewing time to the dock to carry some sandbags. The money you earn is enough to help the little white face buy a new suit!" Wen Hong said angrily: "take it off and come in and lie down. Men and old dogs can't be afraid of this little pain?""What kind of white face? Ming Hong is so black..." Mu Qingmei muttered. Seeing Yin Ming Hong take off his coat, he 'moved' into the room in a cold sweat and quickly helped him to lie on the operating bed.Wen Hong turned on the phototherapy lamp, put on his gloves, took a look at Yin Minghong's injury and frowned slightly: "there are big wounds in his left arm, chest and abdomen... Jing Zhengwei doesn't even let go of men now? Is he so cruel?""No... it's all battle injuries.""It's strange that you can fight so hard in xuanzhu County... Do you want to drink boiling sleep soup?""No, I can't sleep now." Yin Minghong took a deep breath and relaxed his muscles. "I haven't sorted out tonight's records... It's bad if I forget important information.""Then bear it." Wen Hong's hands burst with warm light and rubbed Yin Minghong's wound. Mu Qingmei watched anxiously, but didn't bother them."Tell me about what happened tonight. If you faint later, I can record it for you."Yin Minghong nodded and explained what had happened after he got into Jing Zhengwei's car. Through memory and narration, the pain of phototherapy seems to be lighter.Wen Hong listened carefully. When Yin Minghong finished, she asked, "so your injury is...""I was hurt when I was fighting with black flag, Baolong and Master Wu." Yin Minghong said this. Just as Wen Hong pressed hard, he suddenly took a breath of cool air: "black flag and Baolong are naturally very strong, but to my surprise, Master Wu, who is about to enter the earth, is the most insidious. He suddenly used his sleeve sword and foot knife, which hurt Mi Die Lisan and me.""What about the fleet?""Later, Jing Zhengwei looked at the real account book and selected several crew members who often 'damaged' goods to cut off. The other crew members recovered half of their wages, but the fleet will continue to operate. The crew still have half a month to rest, and Jing Zhengwei will arrange a new captain.""What about the slave trade?""No, but he shouldn't intend to continue."Wen Hong rubbed Yin Minghong's flesh and blood back and said thoughtfully, "Jing Zhengwei's behavior... Is very strange.""Yes, I also think it's strange." Yin Minghong devoted all his mind to thinking and tried to resist physical pain: "Since he only wanted to get rid of several captains rather than destroy the fleet, why did he punish the crew? He clearly didn't want to continue the slave trade, and why did he kill those crew members who had 'damaged' goods? Didn't he know that this would make the crew separate from him?"Wen Hong shook her head thoughtfully: "no, you're the right logic, but in fact, those crew members have been bewitched by black flag and others for so long, they can't have been bought by Jing Zhengwei unless Jing Zhengwei is willing to continue to let them carry out the slave trade and make a lot of money.""Since he can't win over with grace, why not frighten him with thunder? And doing so can also show his determination. Even if he will be known later by silver blood, Jing Zhengwei can easily elute his relationship.""However," said Wen Hong, "Jing Zhengwei is still very strange.""Yes, it's so strange. I still can't understand why he refused Bai Yulan's suggestion." Yin Minghong said: "does Jing Zhengwei's' secret forces' have other intelligence that points out that Bai Yulan or his plan is not credible?"He thought about it and couldn't come to a conclusion. He sighed: "the water in the Jing family is still too deep. Until now, I know that Jing Zhengwei still has such a secret force... We have to pay more attention."Wen Hong nodded: "the water in Jing's house is very deep. There are many demons and ghosts in it, but everyone can drink its water... White night also means to let you continue to lurk under Jing Zhengwei."At this time, Mu Qingmei, who had been listening to him for a long time, couldn't help but say, "is it possible that Jing Zhengwei is actually a good man. He morally can't accept the slave trade, so he refused magnolia, got rid of the captain and killed the crew?"Wen Hong and Yin Minghong were stunned at the same time and looked at Mu Qingmei with incredible eyes.After a while, Wen Hong turned to cover her mouth and her shoulders trembled slightly, while Yin Minghong couldn't hold back his mouth. With a puff, she laughed so that the wounds were cracked:"Hahaha, Qingmei, you suddenly say such words. I don't know whether you are ironic or stupid... Hahaha, it hurts. I'm split!"Mu Qingmei sat aside angrily and stopped talking. Wen Hong seemed to stop his smile and continued to treat Yin Minghong: "by the way, the assassin has written."Yin Minghong was not in the mood to smile and sighed: "but Yanjing hasn't replied yet...""Don't worry. The assassin agreed to meet in three days. We still have time.""Three days later?" Yin Minghong was slightly stunned and frowned. "I thought he was a more acute person. If the time was set in three days later... That means it's inconvenient for him these days.""I didn't find any eyewitness records of white haired people either.""Normally, people like them can't let others see their own characteristics.""OK." Wen Hong stepped back and turned off the phototherapy light: "don't move around in the sun these two days and eat less spicy food with heavy taste."Mu Qingmei said strangely: "is there anything else that can't eat spicy?"Wen Hong nodded: "after eating spicy food, the excretion time is too long, which may cause the wound to crack... By the way, a newcomer has come to me recently. Although he only knows a little about lingxu's tactics, he is very good at tracking and monitoring in the outer city and is even willing to assassinate. You can entrust him with a task.""Really!?" Yin Minghong, who sat up, looked happy. I'm afraid this is the best news he's heard these days. He really lacks a trusted helper.But he immediately asked, "such a good helper can't turn me? Don't other white night walkers have a higher priority than me?"People like Yin Minghong, who has been a cadre of the Jing family, have a very low priority in terms of resources in the daytime - because it's too difficult for him to go further. After all, even if Jing Zhengwei is dead, he can't be in the top position unless he has a father son relationship with Jing Zhengwei.Therefore, the white night branch will tilt its resources to the bottom white night walkers in other chambers of Commerce, strive to make them close to the core of power, and then weave a dragnet hidden under the eyes of the silver blood society, increasing the possibility of subverting the silver blood society.Wen Hong shrugged: "the newcomer especially hopes to work under you. White night can only respect his wishes."Yin Minghong was not happy to hear this, but wondered, "why? Does he know me?""He didn't know you before, but he thinks supporting you can achieve his goal.""His purpose has something to do with me?" Yin Minghong felt very strange.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside. It was three long and one short. Wen Hong said with a smile, "it's true that you don't talk about people during the day and ghosts at night. Just talking about him, he came. See you.""But his purpose really has something to do with you, because he and the Jing family... Correctly speaking, he has a feud with Jing Zhengwei."Wen Hong went out to open the door. A moment later, he brought a young man with his whole body hidden under a black cloak.He stooped slightly and said respectfully, "I've seen Mr. strange thorn and miss flower thorn. I'm a new agent in the white night, code named frost thorn."After greeting, Yin Minghong directly asked, "do you have a grudge against Jing Zhengwei?""A bitter hatred.""Can you tell me? I'm just asking. It doesn't affect my evaluation of you. If it's inconvenient -""There's nothing to hide." the young man took off his hood and showed a handsome and haggard face: "ten days ago, I was actually just a servant in Jing Zhengwei's house.""At that time, my name was Rongyao."Early the next morning, three cars drove out of Jingfu.Yue Yu sits in the car in the middle. The driver is Li sang. The co pilot sits Mi die. He and Qinglan sit in the back seat.After Yue Yu got on the bus, he kept sighing and depressed. Qinglan, who was drinking coconut milk, couldn't help approaching him and asked in a low voice, "young master, aren't you happy to go back to Jingyuan today?"Yue Yu glanced at her and didn't want to answer.In fact, Jing Zhengwei has no reason to be unhappy.But it's different for Yue YuAfter all, there is a Jing Zheng lying in the Jing garden. In terms of reputation, blood and even interests, it is the existence of "father".It's annoying. Am I going to hand over my first father today?
