Give Me Your Hands and Marry Me

I have to say that Shenxinglan has been very successful in operating the killer base for so many years. Not only the hegemons in this industry, but also the establishment of comprehensive intelligence agencies, which allows them to investigate anything and see the results in the shortest time.

But this time ...

"There are only so many?" Ouyang Jin looked at a thin sheet of paper. "Except for geographical location, there is nothing to study history ... Whose? Where did it come from?"

There are only a few simple lines on the paper. The research institute has been built for five years. At first, it belonged to the non-staff organization of the local government. It was later sold, but who bought it did not know.

"I have developed beauty and anti-aging cosmetics." Ouyang Jin stared. "Have you looked up those makeup brands? Is it a big brand?"

Shenxinglang tossed the paper aside: "Impossible, according to Konishi's e-mail, this institute uses live people to do experiments."

How could it be possible to see light in such a thunderstorm?

"But it was beyond my expectation." Shen Xinglan frowned. He originally thought that this kind of research should be a graduate weapon, but it was not intended for women. "

Ouyang Jin clearly understood what he meant, and thought about it: "Go and check on the woman."

In addition to women, who cares about their looks.

The hero is late, and his face is red. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she doesn't want to face the old face every day, even if she pays the price, she will always be young. Only women can do this, for beauty, desperately ...

"I'll give you a list." Ouyang Jin quickly wrote down a few names. They are both beautiful and rich women, and most likely.

Two days later, Shen Er reported the result with a rigid face: "It's been checked, it should not be those women."

"What do you think." Ouyang Jin looked at the God Star.

Shen Xinglan's face was about to open, and there was a hurried person outside the door.

"So big a matter, you are hiding me?" Le Yi Fengchen servant, just saw that she had just got off the plane.

Ouyang Jin said, "Come back! Where is your police?"

"Still abroad." Le Yi took off his coat and sat on the sofa.

Shen Xinglang looked at him like that and knew he wasn't done: "Then what are you doing back?"

"Don't worry about you." Lei rushed back after knowing this. "Since it is a research institute, I am more professional."

"Say ... yours ..." Ouyang Jin gestured, "Is it okay?"

Le Yi's eyes suddenly became tender, and she could not help being jealous.

"The child is fine, almost three months."

It took him a lot of effort to persuade Tarang to keep her from taking off the children. As for the relationship between the two ... just for now! As long as she did not fall in love with others, she had a chance.

And Le Yi will not give Tang Lang a chance to fall in love with others.

"Still clueless?" Le Yi drank the coffee brought in by his assistant more comfortable. Now the temperature outside is below zero, and it seems that the New Year is about to happen. He hopes that this matter will be resolved quickly so that he can go abroad to accompany Lang Lang.

"I can't find the person behind me, and I dare not act lightly." Ouyang Jin felt helpless.

Le Yi turned on the computer: "Let's take a look!"

"Yu surname ..." Shen Xinglang stared at the screen, "rare last name."

What Le Yi showed them was a profile of an individual from the ancient Chinese hermit family. There is only one photo, which looks like a beautiful teenager taken a long time ago.

"We know that Jiang Quanyu and the Xiao family are big families who emigrated overseas hundreds of years ago. The reason why they are called the hidden family is that they rarely show up and only appear when major events occur."

It has been documented in the literature that these Hidden Clan families appeared in the war between China and an island country, as well as later civil war. However, it is no longer possible to know exactly what has been done.

"The Yu family is larger than the Jiang family and Xiao family, and it is even older."

Ouyang Jin pointed at the screen: "Here ... the name is suffixed with English, and they are still the earl of Great Britain."

"It seems that there is a generation who married the princess." Le Yi pointed to the only photo, "Look carefully, his eyes are blue and he should be mixed."

Shen Xinglang read the following lines: "The Yu family has faded out of people's attention since the 1990s. In recent decades, it has hardly touched the outside world and few people have seen them."

"Who is in this picture?" Ouyang Jinxian Shenxing Lian, "It looks so beautiful and more refined than God."

Divine Star Lang glanced at him obliquely: "Rest assured, you are no worse than him."

"Ahem ..." Le Yi glanced at the two of them and pulled the subject back. "This should be the owner of the house at the time. He should be in his forties now when he looks at the photos."

"Do you suspect this institute belongs to their home?" Ouyang Jin poured a glass of red wine to herself, "Is there any evidence?"

Le Yi clicked on the computer a few times: "Look, the geographic location of this institute does not seem to have anything to do with their home, but ..." Le Yi called up the satellite map.

"The waters behind the institute belong to Yu's private territory. They used to buy all the nearby islands. Later the government wanted to take it back, but it is said that they have the approval of the King of Great Britain, which will never be recovered in future generations."

Ouyang Jin took a sip of red wine: "Great! Now in this world, it is not unusual to have private islands, and private seas are great."

"The institute is located in a small town called Basr, which belongs to the jurisdiction of the State of Mi." The star star knocked at the table. "If it was me, I would choose this place."

From the sea and land, no one found it. As for how to climb the cliff, as long as there are tools, it is not a problem.

"What do you say?" Ouyang Jin asked. "Since there are already skeptics, is it straight to the door, or is it the first soldier?"

Le Yi looked at the God Star Lang, they each have different fields, but the decision is always God Star Lang. This guy always seems to know that if he judges, he can always make the right decision.

Of course ... the only thing that went wrong was with A Miao.

"Going to the door is undoubtedly a fight against the grass." Shenxinglan thought for a moment, "We sneak in as killers, and whether they are exposed or not, we must let them suspect others."

Ouyang Jin smiled: "You mean ..."

"Jing's family." Shenxing Lang picked his corner of his mouth. "We are the killers that Jiang's family paid for!"

Set the departure time, let Shen Er prepare things, Shen Xinglang rushed home to pick up A Miao, and then took her to the airport to pick up Song Baohua who flew over today.

"Going next week?" A Miao's expression became haggard when he heard his departure time.

Shen Xinglang drove a hand to hold her while she drove: "This will drive you back to spend the New Year with you."

At the end of the month is the great New Year's Eve, he does not want to delay time.

"Then you have to be careful." A Miao knows what must be done, and doesn't bother. "I'll wrap the dumplings and wait for you at home!"

Shen Xinglang looked at her cute little appearance and couldn't help but come and kiss her.

"it is good!"

Song Baohua turned red at the sight of A Miao, and cried when she hugged her.

"Aunt Song is sorry ..." A Miao also cried, "I didn't go to you earlier."

"It's okay if you're okay ... it's okay!" Song Baohua touched her head, and was a little flustered when she saw the star star behind her.

God star Langmu faced: "You're welcome, you are A Miao's relative."

This sentence means affirmatively, Song Baohua was relieved, she was stunned all the way, for fear that the **** Xinglan didn't like it. Four years ago, she didn't know what happened. She only knew that A Miao had suddenly disappeared. Later, Shen Xinglan had to marry another sister.

"You will live with us in the future!" A Miao held Song Baohua's hand, "I will take good care of you."

Song Baohua looked at her with a look of affection, and it seemed that Shenxinglan was very good to her.

"I'm relieved to see you happy. I'll go over to Baozipu!" Song Baohua didn't dare to stay in the same eaves with Shenxing, and was also afraid of affecting Amy's relationship with him.

A Miao immediately shook Song Baohua's arm pretending to be angry: "Aunt Song is still angry with me?"

"You child, why am I mad at you!" Song Baohua couldn't help being shaken by her. "You young people, it's inconvenient for me to live ..."

"No inconvenience." A Miao was resolute. "You have bad legs and old age, and you must live with me."

In fact, Song Baohua is also in her fifties, but her perennial poverty emptied her body, and she looked very old. Although the legs were operated on, the sequelae appeared as they got older and were not very flexible.

"A Miao!" Shen Xinglang reminded her, "get in the car first and go directly to the villa."

Correct! Anyway, the car is going to drive back to the villa, so Aunt Song has to go if he doesn't. A Miao smiled and helped Song Baohua to get in the car and sat with her in the back row.

The room was prepared by A Miao in advance, at the very bottom of the first floor. Quiet and connected to a small terrace. Behind is the garden, the environment is good, and all the furniture is new.

"I ... Do I really live here?" Song Baohua was a little nervous, the carpets under her feet looked expensive, and those brilliant crystal lamps, she dare not touch anything in this room.

"Aunt Song." A Miao helped her put her luggage away and looked at her with wet eyes. "I only have a loved one. I want to live with you. If ... if you really don't want to, I ... I ... "

Song Baohua quickly held her: "Ah, it's not good for Aunt Song, I stay and stay to take care of you!"

"No, I take care of you!" A Miao smiled.

Song Baohua didn't say a word. When she ate at night, she looked at the dishes on the table and took the initiative to go to the kitchen to discuss with her aunt. Then she would cook. Although the aunt was happy to reduce the workload, she did not dare to make a random decision, and ran to ask the gods.

Shen Xing Lang agreed, but A Miao felt bad.

"You let nothing live here, she is even more uncomfortable." Shen Xinglang hugged her, "I usually eat just two of us, not tired. A little work, she can live in peace of mind."

A Miao also thought that Song Baohua's stay was so successfully settled, and soon it was the day when they started.