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I don't know where the s0u phone fell, and the ring around my neck...

Seeing the emptiness in front of her, she closed her eyes in despair.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the screen.

"give me back."

The camera seems to be placed on the table, the angle is very low, looking through the mirror toμ, only Qi Yan's lower body and Jiang Han's voice can be seen.

He was sitting on a chair, his feet were not tied, and he didn't seem to have any strength to resist.

Zhou Jin saw that his face was as white as a corpse, and cold sweat hit his black broken hair.

Qi Yan sat leisurely on the cargo box, with a thin silver chain wrapped around his fingertips.

The chain was wrapped around his finger, and he swung it around again. It took two or three seconds before Zhou Jin could clearly see that the chain was tied with a pocket watch.

The extremely hoarse voice just now really came from the direction of Jiang Han's voice.

He says:"

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In the video, Jiang Hansheng is wearing a snow-white shirt with the neckline half open, and the skin around his neck is shimmering with a thin layer of cold sweat.

The burgundy suit is very eye-catching in the dark picture, like a withered rose.

At this time, someone next to Qi Yan made a fuss, "Young Master Qi, play!"

Qi Yan watched Jiang Han's voice for a while, then threw the pocket watch in his pocket to the speaker.

Zhou Jin was very familiar with the person who spoke. When the serious crime team cooperated in the investigation of the "8" case, she had seen his photo in the files. He seemed to be called Feng He.

In the picture, Feng He was smiling, sly and teasing, shaking the pocket watch.

He said to Jiang Hansheng: "If you get it, I'll give it back to you. Come!"

Zhou Jin didn't know what was wrong with Jiang Hansheng, his feet were clearly not restrained, but he had extraordinary strength even when he stood up.

He leaned forward, his back was hunched, something heavy seemed to be on his shoulders, and his whole body was shaking non-stop.

After a while, he was able to stand upright, staggered two steps, rushed towards Feng He, and suddenly came out to grab the pocket watch.

His fingertips touched it, but it was obviously not as fast as Feng He's reaction.

Feng He put away the pocket watch and threw it to another companion.

The man put on the cover of the kαi watch, and commented, "She's pretty pure. No wonder Mr. Jiang can't forget it. I want to fuck her even after seeing her."

He pinched his crotch and collapsed.

Zhou Jin couldn't see the subtle expression changes in Jiang Han's voice, but could only see his pale face, a low growl of extreme anger and pain from his throat, and rushed towards that person!

Caught an empty again.

However, this time, Jiang Hansheng failed to stabilize his center of gravity, and with a "bang", he fell straight to the ground.

Zhou Jin's mouth suddenly convulsed, and her heart seemed to squeeze into her throat, choking her eyes sorely.

The other people in the video suddenly burst into laughter, Feng He walked over, stepped on Jiang Hansheng's right breast, and crushed it fiercely.

He said: "Is it unbearable if you don't return it when you first came? No matter how insulting you are, you don't say a word, it's really embarrassing... don't you behave now?"

Zhou Jin stared straight at the screen, her eyes were blank, and she couldn't help wondering, is this really Jiang Han's voice?

How could this be Jiang Han's voice?

Sitting on the sofa, reading a book quietly and intently, and hearing the sound of the kαi door, he would look towards the entrance, with a gentle light in his eyes, and the person who said softly "Zhou Jin, you are home" It should be Jiang Han's voice.

Or in the conference room of the serious crime team, the person with handsome features and clean demeanor, who is different from ordinary policemen, is always quiet and composed, and even speaks in a soft voice, but inadvertently revealing his sharpness, is the It should be Jiang Han's voice.

Or when you are sick, you don’t have much energy, you have to feed it little by little even when you drink water, and you have to whisper to her “I’m sleepy” when you wake up. The person who compensates him with everything in the world should be Jiang Hansheng.

How could her Jiang Han voice look like that in the video?

He fell to the ground in embarrassment, his right breast was crushed in pain, causing his whole body to convulse, as if he had completely lost the ability to resist and think, and could only become the object of their teasing and teasing.

What the hell is it?

What exactly is Jiang Hansheng trying to snatch back from their 0u?

Is it just the pocket watch?

Suddenly, she finally retrieved the memory of the pocket watch with her dull jlng spirit——Jiang Hansheng had been with her for three years and protected her for three years, just because he had lost a pocket watch with her photo embedded in it.

The tears that Zhou Jin had been holding back in her eyes welled up and flowed down her face.

Not long after getting married, she knew that Jiang Hansheng would also have nightmares.

He shouted "Give it back to me" over and over again, and then woke up from the dream in a cold sweat.

She never asked, never, never, never asked, what kind of nightmare he had.

Those dripping nightmares that plagued him every day and made it difficult for him to sleep peacefully——

It turned out to be a pocket watch.

In the end, that pocket watch returned to Qi Yan's pocket again.

Qi Yan stepped on the cargo box with his right foot, leaned forward, and looked down at Jiang Han on the ground.

Qi Yan caressed the pattern of the pocket watch, the chain was hanging down, dangling in front of Jiang Hansheng's eyes, he said: "Mr. Jiang, how about talking to me about this girl?"

For a long time, without hearing Jiang Han's answer, Qi Yan moved closer.

In the extremely quiet and depressing scene, Jiang Han's voice was low but clear.

"I will kill you," he said.

With just one sentence, ferocious hatred seems to come out, like a vicious curse, and like some kind of judgment.

Soon, Jiang Han hissed again: "Go to hell, go to hell!"

Qi Yan suddenly laughed, not only the Qi Yan in the picture, but also the Qi Yan beside Zhou Jin, every time he saw Jiang Han's voice gradually dominated by hatred and anger, his mood was out of the blue.

He hugged Zhou Jin, whispered in her ear and said, "Look, he also wanted to kill someone for you. Officer Zhou, do you really believe that Jiang Han was innocent when he shot my brother with a kαi gun? Isn't it a sight to see a bright and righteous criminal investigation consultant turned into a murderer?!"

Zhou Jin was dripping with cold sweat, her face and lips were pale, she didn't answer Qi Yan's words, she just stared at those pictures, not letting go of a single frame.