Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 212 Extra Past Life

"What did you say?"

Song Juyuan was reading a patient's examination report in his office. When he heard the visitor's report, he frowned, as if he was a little bit unbelievable, and then sneered.

"That's really stupid."

The visitor asked, "Mr. Song, do you want to intervene in this matter?" He was the person arranged by Song Juyuan to monitor Jingyu, and he needed to report Jingyu's every move to Song Juyuan.

Song Juyuan flipped through the documents in his hand and said calmly, "Of course, isn't Jing Xian the fiancée of that guy? Even if we give him some face, it will make future cooperation easier."

"As for that stupid woman—"

"I don't know how high the heavens are, I think it would be helpful to teach you a lesson."

During the year he went to Germany, Jingyu really became more capable, both with Yu Zhongyang and Liang Heyu.

Now he actually has the nerve to hire someone to kidnap Jing Xian and take indecent photos to ruin her reputation? Such a crude method, he really hasn't made any progress in this year.

How naive.

This incident saved Jingxian, and his cooperation with the Liang family could proceed more smoothly afterwards.

Let that idiot join the game and scare her well to let her know what obedience means. It would be best if she stays by his side honestly in the future.

...

Ten minutes later, Song Juyuan took off his white coat, put on the suit jacket on the hanger, and said to the assistant beside him, "Let's go."

Go and be a hero to save the beauty, now she should be grateful.

Once you bring her home, she won't be able to escape.

The car was halfway through the journey when it received a phone call.

"Mr. Song, something happened!"

When Song Juyuan arrived at the scene, the abandoned warehouse was already surrounded by a cordon.

Inside the warehouse, a large pool of dark red blood was flowing at the corner of the wall.

The blood red was so dazzling that Song Juyuan only took one look and his eyes turned red as if they were congested.

what's the situation?

died?

How could he die...

Wasn't he only a dozen minutes late?

He looked at the ambulance stretcher beside him with bloodshot eyes.

Jingyu's body was covered with a white cloth and was only ten steps away from him.

Song Juyuan felt cold all over and even a little timid, as if there was a Pandora's box under the white cloth, and a voice in his heart kept shouting - don't open it, don't open it!

The assistant followed him silently, a look of uneasiness in his eyes.

A policeman came over, patted Song Juyuan on the shoulder without saying a word, and then left the warehouse.

Not far away, four men of different builds were shouting loudly, making a lot of noise.

"It wasn't us! That woman hit her head!"

"We didn't mean to kill her!"

Song Juyuan tremblingly took out a pack of cigarettes, pressed the lighter several times before it lit up, then held the cigarette between his fingers and looked at the gray concrete wall in front of him.

The taste of nicotine still couldn't cover up the smell of blood.

Finally, Song Juyuan threw the cigarette butt at his feet and crushed it with his foot.

He turned around and walked quickly to a man, then kicked him to the ground, sending dust flying everywhere.

The four people who were begging for mercy from the police not far away fell silent.

"I asked you to scare her!"

The man who was kicked to the ground immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "Mr. Song! Mr. Song! This is what I ordered!"

He turned to look at the four kidnappers with a terrified expression, and shouted, "Tell me! I didn't just ask you to scare her! I didn't ask you to do anything serious!"

One of them was stunned: "But... that woman asked us to kill her before..."

Song Juyuan had a sinister look on his face, which looked even colder on his fair complexion. His red eyes also told everyone that he was reaching the critical point of anger at this moment.

"What woman?"

One of the fat men trembled and stammered, "When Qin, Brother Qin asked us to send that woman away, that woman said, no matter what she said to scare her, it didn't work! She only gets scared when she gets the real deal..."

Qin Sheng roared: "Whose money are you taking? Is that what I ordered? I told you to listen to that bitch!"

"I, we thought you were together..."

At this point, Song Juyuan no longer had the heart to listen.

The veins on his temples were throbbing, as if something was about to jump out of his head.

The obese man continued, "We didn't really do anything to her! It's just that when we grabbed her, she struggled so hard that the four of us couldn't hold her down, and then she bumped into the steel bars."

"Yeah, yeah, we all told her not to move..."

There is no surveillance here to know what actually happened. No one knows except the deceased Jingyu and these four men.

Song Juyuan's hands hanging by his side had already been clenched into fists.

At this time, a female police officer handed over a transparent bag containing Jingyu's mobile phone.

"The deceased should have used it before his death."

Song Juyuan took it and put it in his pocket.

...

After finishing all the things, Song Juyuan sat in the car. It was already dark.

There were a few cigarettes scattered in the ashtray beside him, and Song Juyuan took out Jingyu's cell phone from his pocket.

He knew this stupid woman's password, basically any password was her birthday.

After unlocking it, what came into view was her own headshot.

When he suddenly saw her photo, Song Juyuan's heart twitched.

The hand holding the phone was still shaking. Song Juyuan frowned and clenched her hand, then opened her commonly used chat software.

When looking through the call records, he saw that the most recent call was to Liang Heyu, but it didn't go through.

A look at the time showed that it was just before the time of death.

I pressed the dial button and after a few rings, the call was connected.

"Jingyu, if you have a grievance, go to the court. If you have an illness, go to the hospital. Don't call me again. We have broken up."

Liang Heyu's cold voice came from the receiver, and he hung up the phone after saying this.

Song Juyuan closed his eyes tightly for a moment, then sneered.

Fucking idiot Liang Heyu.

Is it just a matter of calling Liang Heyu? What's the point?

Hold.

Throwing the phone aside, Song Juyuan covered his eyes with his palms.

His head was a little dizzy, his heart was beating with pain, and the tinnitus in his ears was getting shriller and shriller, making his head hurt.

Feelings of regret and anger flooded over his head like a tide, and the feeling of suffocation arrived as expected.

He clenched his fists, and the veins on his neck stood out due to congestion.

But at this point, there is no time machine and no regret medicine in this world.

All he could do now was to repent for his sins for the rest of his life.

And get rid of that damn bitch.

He won't let Jingxian have an easy time.

Let’s go to hell with him in this life!

Song Juyuan took out his cell phone and dialed a virtual number.

"Let's start the D087 project. I've already found the experimenter."

"Well, we'll start tomorrow."