Chapter 1350 (2/2)

He flicked the dust on it.

Yang Zimei leaned over to look.

When he saw the four words of Longmen massacre written on the file bag, his heart was in suspense.

Why on earth?

Jiang Guangzheng carefully opened the seal and pulled out a stack of documents, including several photos.

Seeing the photo, Jiang Guangzheng took a breath of cold air, then put it aside and looked down to open the relevant records on the file.

Yang Zimei saw the imaginative Yang Zimei on the table and imagined the murder scene at that time. She couldn't help but want to vomit.

Snow lake slightly clenched her cold palm.

Yang Zimei's heart square slightly settled down.

”Mr. Wang, what have you done to them?”

Is opening the archives of Jiang Guangzheng, mouth suddenly incomparably helpless and angry spit out such a sentence.

Mr. Wang?

Does it mean Wang Zeyuan?

Does Jiang Guangzheng know something?

That's why I came here to look at the relevant files?

Jiang Guangzheng put all the photos and documents in his portfolio.

Yang Zimei thought he would put the file bag back to its original place. As a result, he didn't, but put it into a cloth bag he had with him, and then he closed the door and went out.

Yang Zimei and snow lake quietly follow.

Although Jiang Guangzheng was old, his movement was very agile and light. He was worthy of being a man who had experienced many battles.

I don't know what method he adopted. The soldiers on the guard turned a blind eye to him, as if he was also invisible.

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