The bodyguards were on high alert and guarded all entrances and exits of the cabin.

The nurses and doctors were busy performing the operation, each with serious faces and a solemn expression.

Meng Chen's assistant was waiting anxiously, and he couldn't help at all, so he could only wait.

Time passes by minute by minute.

A quarter of an hour after Meng Chen jumped into the river, the police came to the heart of the river.

Most of Qin Shien's people were water. After Qin Shien fell into the water, he was quickly rescued by his group of dead soldiers.

However, Qin Shien had nowhere to go, so he could only be taken away by the police.

Fang Lan suffered serious injuries, and she couldn't water, so she disappeared without a trace.

The river is turbulent and blood is floating on the water surface.

But because of the water flow and rain, the blood quickly dissipated without any trace.

Assistant Meng Chen walked around the cabin anxiously, looking at the rain outside and the lights on his head.

There were constant news, but none of them were about Qiao Sinian and Meng Chen.

The river is too dark and there is no one to see.

The assistant knew that we could no longer let Meng Chen look like this. If we had been swimming for a quarter of an hour, we would definitely lose energy!

He quickly ordered a few bodyguards: "You go and find Mr. Meng and bring him back."

"yes."

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was already three in the morning.

The quietest, coldest and most terrifying moment of the day.

Today is the Qingming Festival again, and the atmosphere is particularly uneasy and panicky.

Five minutes later, Meng Chen got on the boat panting, covered in water, and was exhausted.

Without waiting for anyone to ask, Meng Chen sat by the side of the boat, suddenly lowered his head, and inserted his finger into his short hair in pain, with tears flowing on his face.

The pain spreads throughout the body, and the limbs and bones are filled with unbearable pain.

He couldn't find Josnian.

The water in the middle of the river was even more urgent than he thought. If the person had just gone down, if it weren't for the life jacket, it would have been swept away by turbulence and vortexes.

The turbulence in the middle of the river is a very terrible existence, like a black hole, bottomless.

Meng Chen's assistant stood aside, at a loss.

Meng Chen was calm, restrained, not talkative, efficient in his eyes, and upright and upright, but this was the first time he saw such a helpless Meng Chen.

He could realize that Meng Chen was crying.

A man crying... means that something in his heart is on the verge of despair.

His heart was lifted.

Meng Chen sat by the boat like this, and the cold wind blew straight towards him.

No one dared to ask, so he let Meng Chen sit down.

The cold wind whistled, and it was pitch black in the distance.

In this way, Meng Chen sat quietly like a sculpture, motionless.

Or, he had forgotten what to do.

Qiao Sinian's face flashed in front of her eyes.

They have a good relationship. Although they have fought and fought when they were young, their friendship for more than 20 years has been hard to part with.

This relationship is very heavy, like a mountain and a sea.

And this time, he is afraid he will lose Qiao Sinian forever.

He could not imagine the energetic Qiao Sinian's death...

"No..." Meng Chen rubbed his temples hard, unable to think about it anymore, and dared not think about it anymore.

It's okay, it's definitely okay.

Ye Jiaqi is still alive, how can he die?

The assistant walked forward carefully and handed Meng Chen a cigarette, and he felt that Meng Chen needed this.

Meng Chen reached out to take it, his voice hoarse and exhausted: "Thank you..."
Chapter completed!