Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

If the Queen could not care about Zhai Xicheng's life or death, how could she die in F Continent. Everyone said that she had not recognized any relatives in her life, but she died for love.

"Do you understand?" A voice as cold as frost brought him back to reality.

Shadow gathered his emotions in a short time and lowered his head, as if they did not decide a person's life or death lightly.

"heard it."

"Then you should make it nicer. I don't want to get dirty."

"yes."

Shadow was glad that the 'mission' he wanted to do was in Country M and not somewhere else. He had been in Country M for many years. Even though Nie Qingru had been dead for almost a year, some of his hidden connections were still there, so he had to deal with them quietly. , still very simple.

"Go ahead."

Before Shadow left, he quietly raised his head and glanced at the woman who was pruning the flower branches again. It was impossible to tell that Pingping Tingting had decided the life or death of a noble from the Sixth Continent in the course of their conversation.

He also wanted to use the other party's protection to settle accounts with Mu Qingtian.

Shadow no longer thinks about why the other party wanted to kill Elena, whether it was the reason she casually revealed, or whether there were other reasons.

He strode away from the meeting place, pulled up his black hat to hide his appearance, and quietly left the private courtyard.

After he completely left, the secret guard came out and reported in a low voice: "Master, he has left."

"Oh. No rush."

The woman holding jasper scissors carefully trimmed the excess leaves of the crabapple flower, as if she was not the one who had just ruthlessly cut off the flower stem.

After she finished repairing the row of flowers in front of her, she gently knocked the scissors into the small tray next to her, washed her hands with mountain spring water, and wiped her hands with the towel.

Without raising his head, he said softly: "Find someone to inform Qiao Nian to watch the fun."

*

It was almost evening when Qiao Nian received the news.

The sunset of country M filled the sky, and the rows of high-rise buildings reflected the afterglow of the setting sun like a rich and colorful oil painting.

She walked out of the FBI door and looked up at the sky outside, and was tapped on the shoulder by someone behind her.

"Still not leaving?"

"Go right now."

Qiao Nian turned around and saw Liang Conglin and was about to leave.

The phone buzzed and vibrated at this moment.

Qiao Nian originally didn't plan to pick it up.

The caller felt that she had to answer the call.

Even Liang Conglin heard it and stopped to ask specifically: "Aren't you going to answer the call? What if it's a call from the hospital? Could it be that Mr. Mihir has woken up?"

Liang Conglin accompanied the court's ambulance team to the hospital, and later the FBI came to help Liang Feng connect with the embassy and release Zhou Xuxing on bail.

During this time, he didn't know that Qiao Nian had gone to the hospital to see Mihir, and that Mihir was still in a coma.

She found the ringing of her phone too annoying, so she took out her phone and looked at the caller ID under Liang Conglin's gaze. It was a series of unfamiliar numbers from country m.

The phone automatically hung up as she took out her phone.

But the other side persevered and fought again.

"What's the number here? Is it really a call from the hospital?" Liang Conglin also saw the caller number and asked in surprise.

"I don't know." Qiao Nian was a little unsure and answered: "Hey..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

There came a mechanical male voice that had been modified by a voice changer.

"Come to the NYPD and you'll see interesting things."

"..."

Before Qiao Nian could speak, the phone had already been hung up, as if she had made so many calls just to say this to her.