Lingjiang original river channel

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"What a stinky man who has no prospects, every good thing for men. "

The next time that voice appeared in Hu Zheng's mind.

Surprisingly, he didn't respond at all.

There was no surprise either, and it seemed that she had accepted her presence.

"Men are animals in the lower body, hmph, don't you take revenge on women?"

Hearing this, Hu Zheng stood up violently.

Adjusted his state and lay down again.

At this time, it was almost dawn.

Next door to his building was the room where He Jinglei slept.

Two people, separated by a wall, but their thoughts are connected.

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Hu Zheng, who came over, lowered his eyes, smiled at her and said, "Good morning." "

He Jinglei avoided her eyes, and also replied "morning", and then prepared his breakfast for him.

"Can you please wait a minute? The photo was restored very well yesterday, and I want to trouble you. "

He Jinglei prepared for breakfast and said suddenly.

After speaking, without waiting for Hu Zheng to agree, she ran to the end of the corridor.

It was her room.

The photo Hu Zheng asked for has been printed.

She took the photo and turned it back and handed it to Hu Zheng.

There is no mention of last night.

Hu Zheng's heart was also comforted a lot.

"That's about it. "

Hu Zheng took off his sunglasses and looked at the photo.

At this time, He Jinglei suddenly felt that something touched the depths of her soul's memory.

Too close, she felt that the person in front of her was extremely unreal.

Especially last night, last night ......

Her face was ruddy.

The gun that withstood himself ......

She fell again.

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She also saw his face last night, and of course, when she turned around, she also saw Hu Zheng's physiological shame.

Actually, I didn't feel much at the time.

Now when you look closely, your eyes can't leave that position.

Hu Zheng also seemed to be aware of it, and it felt very unnatural.

Move the position a little bit and deliberately block the photo.

He Jinglei realized that she was a little out of line, and quickly turned her head.

Comfort yourself with this is how it is explained.

Most of them are psychological.

"This is much more serious than the photos taken a few days ago, but you can see that the scratches are quite serious. Hu Zheng said after reading it.

"It can't be helped, as long as you can keep these photos... Just..."He Jinglei stopped.

The thought she brought back was that she definitely didn't want to say in person that it was a picture of her deceased son.

"Did these photos go into the computer as well? Do you still put them in that file?" Hu Zheng asked.

"Yes, it's still in that file. "

"Can you let me see it again?"

"Well, you can ......".

He Jinglei thought about him last night as she walked into the living room and walked towards the computer in the corner of the dining room.

Turn on your computer and find out those photos.

Hu Zheng sat down in front of the computer and took out a USB flash drive from the small file bag in his hand.

"I need to make copies of these photos, I think it's okay, right?".

"Is it okay, the same as last time?".

"Yes, it's still convenient to use my computer, and there is all the software in it. Besides, with my computer, I might be able to get rid of the scratches completely.

"

The two of them seemed to have forgotten about last night.

"Really?".

"I think it should be. Don't you want to erase the traces on this?".

"If you can, then please again. "

"I'll give it a try. "

Hu Zheng inserted the USB flash drive into the slot next to the computer

"I haven't used a USB flash drive for a long time, and lately I've been using a network drive to store files. "

"This computer was also given to me by someone else, so it is very old, and the software in it has not been upgraded ......

"If you don't find it inconvenient, that's enough. "

Hu Zheng finished the operation skillfully and took out the USB flash drive.

It seems to have been copied.

"I'll try again tonight. "

He put the USB stick in his bag.

"Is that okay? Please, you're not going to check out today, are you? "

"Yes. "

"It can't be because of the change of photos. "

"No, this photo is easier than last time, and it shouldn't take too much time. "

After speaking, Hu Zheng's expression became a little gloomy, and he said hesitantly, "Excuse me...... I know that asking such a thing might seem a bit abrupt to you......."

"What are you talking about?" He Jinglei asked against Hu Zheng.

"Ling Lang is...... Sick, or ......?".

She couldn't help but stare at Hu Zheng's original position and raised her head, but Hu Zheng lowered her gaze.

Still, he figured out what the problem was.

"No, it's gone, but it was an accident. She replied in as calm a voice as she could, "It was a fall from a park slide...... It's all ...... we carelessly. "

Hu Zheng's eyes widened, this answer was unexpected.

"I'm sorry for asking the wrong question. These photos should be ready tomorrow morning. "

"Please don't push yourself too hard. "

"No problem. Well, let's have breakfast first. "

With that, he took off his sunglasses and bowed his head.

"Thank you very much. "

At this time, He Jinglei felt that he was very reliable again, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at the position twice, and turned to leave.

At these two glances, Hu Zheng's heart seemed to bloom, his emotions were high, and he had the urge to run.

"Men, it's just a nasty thing, a species that only knows how to reproduce. "

The voice didn't seem to leave.

Hu Zheng bowed his head and was silent, trying his best to control his emotions that were about to swell, and devoured breakfast.

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This day is another day of wandering.

When he returned to the room in the evening, Hu Zheng took out his laptop from his bag and turned on the power.

While waiting to start, Hu Zheng lit a cigarette.

Suddenly, I smelled of sweat under the armpits of my shirt.

He took off his shirt with a cigarette in his mouth.

Sweat broke out all over my body.

Looking at the watch, Hu Zheng found that it was almost ten o'clock.

I wanted to take a shower first, but I decided to hold out until the last minute.

If he wants to wash his hair, he must take off his wig.

If someone happens to enter the bathroom at that time, it will be troublesome.

He brought the computer with him for a number of reasons, one of which was that he thought he might be able to use the Internet to gather information.

But things related to the case can be known clearly by watching TV and mobile phones.

He hadn't used a computer yet.

The computer is turned on.

Hu Zheng clicked an icon on the desktop, and the entire screen immediately switched to slideshow mode.

The image that began to play was something that Hu Zheng did not want to see again—the picture of Hu Yanyan being brutally ravaged by two men.

When he left home, he had copied the SD card to the computer.

Hu Zheng stared intently at the picture, and the cigarette was between his fingers. No matter how many times he watched those images, he would not be able to get used to them, and they would only grow deeper and deeper in despair and hatred.

He didn't want to look at it anymore, but he didn't have to.

This is the most important reason why Hu Zheng brought the computer.

Whenever and wherever he wants, he has to look at this nightmare-like image.

In addition to wanting to keep in mind the face of that villain, Zhu Hao.