Aoki was silent.

In the past two days, he has seen Zheng Mingshan's connections and circles. Here, Zheng Mingshan is far more popular than him. It is impossible for Mr. Zheng to let him do anything that is unfavorable to Muyo.

If Luo woke up, he wouldn't let him move. Luo even blocked her a shot.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and Zheng Mingshan was back.

He seemed to have something to talk to with Kiyo. Aoki was very tactful and bowed half to him according to Japanese etiquette, then turned around and left.

Zheng Mingshan also stood in front of the visiting glass.

Muday said: "Senior Brother."

She had seen him from the figure reflected from the glass.

Zheng Mingshan said: "The cheetah was taken away by the Interpol, or to be precise, carried away."

"Diet?"

"The other party's identification result is: no longer having the capacity to behave and does not pose any threat to others and society."

After saying that, he smiled and handed over a miniature switch object.

Kiyo took it, I don't know why.

"It was discovered on the spot that Cao Xiaopang cut off the cheetah. My friend and I have studied it. It should be a detonator for ultra-micro bombs, which is generally used in human bodies. Since it is a cheetah, it is probably used either on you or on Luo Ren."

Kiyo raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

"Luo Ren was admitted to the hospital and had a physical scan, but he didn't have it."

That is... it's on myself? Kiyo subconsciously groped in her body.

"The components and wires have been removed, and a hollow shell is left for you to commemorate them. As for bombs, eating, drinking, defecating, and reincarnation of grains, solving them yourself."

Kiyo giggled, just laughing, and his eyes suddenly blurred.

"Senior Brother, do we Luo Xiaodao still have hope of waking up?"

She paused for a second or two, calmed down the sudden overwhelming discomfort in her chest, and looked straight into Zheng Mingshan's eyes.

"Senior Brother, I don't listen to comfort words. I can bear it if you tell the truth."

Zheng Mingshan nodded and took out a shrunken cigarette box from his butt pocket, as if he wanted to smoke it. Suddenly he thought that it was an intensive care unit, so he stuffed the cigarette box back.

"The truth? Can you bear it?"

Kiyo turned to look at him and nodded vigorously: "I can."

Zheng Mingshan looked at her.

In the past, when Meihua Jiuniang talked to him about this junior sister, she always smiled and indulged in her face, saying, "This little girl, Muyo..."

Now, he dared not say that she was a little girl. She stood in front of him, being tempered and tempered by countless things, and getting rid of the childishness, innocent thoughts and immaturity on the surface, and gradually shedding her own character.

Like Plum Blossom Jiuniang, she is also a tough guy.

Zheng Mingshan said: "Then I will tell the truth. To be honest, when I saw Luo Ren, based on his blood loss and injury level, based on my previous experience, it was impossible to rescue him - he should have died long ago."

Muyo's teeth pressed against his lips.

Zheng Mingshan shrugged, raised his index finger and knocked on the visiting glass: "But look, he is still lying down well now. You ask Luo Ren if there is still hope. In fact, from that time on, God has given you hope. But this hope is like a little beast. We don't know if it will die in the middle of the journey and whether it can be raised."

Finally, he stretched out his hand and held Kiyo's shoulder.

"Do your best, leave your destiny. Hold the best hope and make the worst preparations. There are so many people in this world who have lost their lovers and relatives than you think. You are not the most unlucky one, and you will not be the luckiest. When Luo Ren comes back, you will live your life well. If he can't come back... you will live your life well."

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking at her again. He was not good at dealing with such occasions, nor was he good at comforting people.

He didn't want Luo Ren to go, but what could he do? The world is so huge and the individual is so light. People are born every day, and people can't see the sun the next day. Why are you lucky? Why are you not unlucky?

God has no arrangements or designs for human nature. When will it appear and when it ends, it is a mess of writing.

He walked to the end of the corridor before stopping, lit a cigarette, took a sip, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

At this time, it would be great if there were two taels of wine, pork head, or peanuts.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, it was Aoki.
Chapter completed!