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The daily throughput of ships at Rongcheng Wharf is very large. It is simply impossible to check the direction of the ships coming and going.
After Feng Qu and Liu Houpu arrived at the dock, they ordered the defenders to take control of the dock. All the people they brought over were dispersed, and it was difficult to find out the whereabouts of Liu Yinshu for a while.
Feng Qu and Liu Houpu stood together, their eyes following the searchers.
An hour later, there was still no result.
Ships that had not yet entered the port were blocked, while ships that were about to leave were stopped and searched one by one, from the bottom to the cargo hold and the rest cabin. Many ships that were loading and going to sea had their sealed cargo opened again. .
Soldiers came one after another to report: "Young Marshal, nothing was found."
Feng Qu's eyes swept across the entire pier, and suddenly pointed to the west side of the pier: "Uncle Liu, let's go there and have a look?"
Liu Houpu: "That's the dock warehouse over there?"
Feng Qu: "Yeah."
The two men led a group of people and hurried over. For some reason, Liu Houpu's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and he felt like he couldn't breathe. He stopped while walking, bent down and took a deep breath.
Feng Qu turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Liu Houpu patted his chest, as if this could clear up the blockage in a certain part of the respiratory tract: "I am getting older, and I am a little breathless."
Feng Qu helped him move forward.
The soldiers slapped the door of the warehouse rudely, and the owner of the goods naturally opened it, and then went in and rummaged through every corner. If there was no one, he would pry it open and break in to search.
After searching for about half an hour, we arrived at an abandoned warehouse. The soldier broke open the copper lock and entered, then quickly rushed out: "Young Marshal, the person is inside."
They did not bring the person out, and their faces were full of panic. Liu Houpu's legs immediately became weak. Even though he had experienced countless storms and waves in his life, followed Feng Boxiang through life and death, and saw countless corpses and deaths, but when faced with the bad news of his most beloved daughter, he Still unusually weak.
Feng Qu helped him in time.
The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the soldiers subconsciously gave way. The two of them walked forward and walked into the dirty and unused warehouse. If it were locked, it would be dark and dirty inside, like a tomb.
The two of them walked in and saw Liu Yinshu next to the piles of rotten wood.
She is already dead.
The clothes on his body were messy, his face was injured, his hair was disheveled, and his body fell into a pool of blood in a strange and twisted way, silently.
Liu Houpu knelt down immediately. He stretched out his hands and opened his mouth. The word "Yin Shu" seemed to be stuck in his throat. He couldn't shout out. He wanted to wake up his daughter, but she seemed to be everywhere. She was injured and he didn't dare to touch her.
Feng Qu's eyes were full of haze. He squatted down, tried her breathing through her mouth and nose, and looked at the wounds on Liu Yinshu's body. His brows were tightly knitted, like an untieable knot.
Liu Yinshu¡¯s death caused a sensation in Rongcheng.
Who is so bold as to dare to attack the future young lady of the military government?
Rongcheng Wharf was blocked, all ships preparing to leave on the day of the incident were detained, all cargo owners were detained, and everyone in the dock warehouse was thrown into Rongcheng Prison.
For a time, the prison was overcrowded. Feng Qu and his men interrogated day and night. Liu Houpu was also interrogating in the prison. The defender who pointed out the direction was brought back and began to identify the suspects.
Every newspaper in Rongcheng has reported on this, but the reporting methods are different. Tabloid reporters tend to prefer love killings, and daily reporters tend to political assassinations. In short, various speculations are rampant.
A week later, Liu Houpu fell ill in Rongcheng Prison, and Feng Qu had to send him back to Liu Mansion in person.
Mrs. Liu had also been ill for several days. Ever since Liu Yinshu's body was brought back, she couldn't get enough of it. She didn't have enough water or rice. She called a Western doctor to come to her home to give her an intravenous drip. Many people at home advised her to just drink a little every day. Porridge, and then she cried day and night, her eyes were swollen into rotten peaches, and she couldn't see clearly. When she saw Liu Houpu being sent back with his body broken, he was swaying when he walked, with a high fever all over his body, and he was holding on to his clothes and crying. He was so angry that he couldn't speak: "You return my message"
Liu Houpu burst into tears, especially when he saw his old wife, he felt even more sad and unspeakable, letting her fists hit his chest feebly.
Originally, what Liu Houpu meant was that Liu Yinshu¡¯s murderer had not been found! The funeral was postponed, but when Mrs. Liu heard this, she cried even more sadly: "She is already dead, why don't you let her rest in peace? It's because you made too many enemies outside, that's whyGu Ming sat quietly on the sofa, watching this passionate and sincere man excited about a woman in an insignificant novel, and his heart was suddenly filled with emotion.
Zhang Qiyue is a good man.
I don¡¯t know if it will change in the future, but at least he is a good man now.
Zhang Qiyue's mouth went dry while reading, and the fire in his heart gradually extinguished. He had actually read this novel many times, and had been paying attention to it when it was serialized. He also knew that Xu Fengjiao's ending must be bad, but when he actually saw this ending , I still feel uncomfortable and panicked. I haven¡¯t seen Gu Ming for several days, and I want to find an opportunity to come over and argue with her.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Gu Ming looking at him with a strange look. His heart skipped a beat and he started to panic: "Am Ming, Idid I make you unhappy? But what you wrote was so miserable, I I really can¡¯t stand it anymore!¡±
Gu Ming stared at him, with light in his eyes, and sighed softly: "Qi Yue, you are so kind!"
Zhang Qiyue has been chasing her for so long, sending flowers and gifts, organizing games and taking her to play. He is considerate and thoughtful in everything. He never dares to blaspheme her, but the passion in his heart is getting hotter day by day, like a rock oar cracking, unable to stop it. live.
I think about her every night before I fall asleep, and when I open my eyes, it¡¯s still her.
Later, he was always proud of his wit that day. At that time, he said: "I am so good, can you be my girlfriend?"
Gu Ming seemed to think for a moment, but then seemed not to think at all: "Okay!"
Zhang Qiyue was dumbfounded: "You didn't lie to me?" He threw down the newspaper and rushed towards Gu Ming. He stretched out his long arms and hugged Gu Ming around the waist. No matter how miserable Xu Fengjiao's fate was, it couldn't compare to the outstanding one. ecstasy.
"A Ming, are you really willing to date me?"
There was nervousness in his eyes, and all the muscles in his body were tense: "! Say it quickly, say you are willing!"
Gu Ming followed the good advice: "I do!"
Zhang Qiyue laughed: "I'm so happy! Ah Ming, I love you! I really love you! Today is my happiest day!" He hugged Gu Ming in circles excitedly, and after enough rotation, he put it down and placed it on her lips. A kiss, gently, and it was gone at the touch.
After the kiss, I felt stupid.
"Ah Ming, II didn't mean it, I just couldn't help it!" Like a big child who was at a loss.
Gu Ming sighed: "Qi Yue, you are so young and innocent, you make me feel ashamed!" But she couldn't resist the burning enthusiasm of such courage.
She thought that maybe she had been lonely for too long, or maybe her heart was too cold and she needed such a burning fire to warm herself.
She did not reject Zhang Qiyue again.
Zhang Qiyue laughed loudly: "Silly A Ming, you don't know how good you are!" He lowered his head and asked quietly in a gentle whisper: "Can I kiss you?"
Gu Ming hugged his neck and expressed her agreement with a deep kiss.
Who can resist passionate love?
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