"Let's meet."

This text message with a few words entered Lin Zhexun's mobile phone with a powerful penetration ability but not a high message content.

But this moment made Lin Zhexin's face feel bitter in an instant.

I am very familiar with the name of the contact person. It seems that after I got drunk that day, I did not block the other party’s contact information under the pretext of being drunk.

Do you still have fantasies in your heart or are you still thinking about them?

However, another reason why it was not deleted makes sense: If I could still be in this state at that time, how could I have been carried to the hotel without knowing anything?

Lin Zhexun, who had not yet figured out how to reply, slowly pulled up, and text messages were recorded one by one jumped in front of him instantly. Whenever he saw a message, the content and scenes of the chat, and even psychological activities slowly came to his mind.

Lin Zhexun shook his head and simply raised his hand to delete all the text messages from both parties.

Since we have separated, there is no need to keep all these worries. It is not something I owe the other party. No matter what, it is a breakup proposed by Jessie Jeon herself. Why do I still hold on to it?

Then I was going to block my name and delete the contact information.

"Zhe asked you to sit outside."

Just as he touched his fingers to the name, a familiar voice came from the aisle. Lin Zhexun had no time to operate anything, so he could only subconsciously turn off the screen of his phone and look up. It was a bit strange that Wu Xiangyu was more masterful when he sat in the aisle with such wide shoulders.

"Prosecutor nim, do you want to sit by the window?"

"Um"

The answer is very short and powerful. But Lin Zhexin always feels that the other party's trouser legs are shaking. I don't know if the wind speed in the cabin is too high or if the center of gravity of the lower body is really unstable...

Put your phone back in your pocket, get up from the position, and respectfully give up your position for your supervisor and prosecutor.

However, the moment when his butt was sitting in the position, Wu Xiangyu's hands were tightly held on the handrail. Lin Zhexun, who had no place to put his left hand, felt a little uncomfortable, so he had to pick up a pack of nuts to cover up the guess and embarrassment in his heart.

Lin Zhexun, who was relatively thin but still very strong, sat near the plane window.

Some senior prosecutors said that they were mainly relatively wide, so in order not to disturb the use of the aisle, they sat by the window.

But some intern prosecutors believe this is purely seeking death.

Indeed, the bumps caused by the airflow encountered when the plane flies, and the weightlessness caused by the entire plane falling down dozens of meters in an instant is indeed a bit uneasy.

"Prosecutor nim," Lin Zhexun looked at Wu Xiangyu, who held the handrail tightly with both hands, and reminded softly: "Do you need to change positions with you? Or you can try to cover the window blinds."

"Need not."

Wu Xiangyu was obviously a little scared, but he stared at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window. The flight from Seoul to Huaxia Jingcheng was not long, only more than two hours.

"Tell me if you need it."

"Zhe Xun."

Lin Zhexun's heart was thrilled and he stopped chewing the nuts in his mouth in an instant.

"Inside."

"You said, will people have karma?"

Lin Zhexin narrowed his eyes slightly. Since he knew that one of the leaders of this investigation was Kim Kwang-jun, he knew that the item in his hand had been handed over to the Seoul High Procuratorate. Wu Sang-woo's every move had begun to circulate in his mind.

He didn't believe that everything was so coincidental, and suddenly he brought himself, an intern, to the "strange" Huaxia

"I didn't believe it before, I firmly believe in materialism. But now I think there really is a God, or... the Creator? In short, it's not just a worship of humanoid creatures."

Wu Xiangyu naturally couldn't understand Lin Zhexun's experience, so he nodded and agreed: "I don't believe it either, but now I also want to believe in the Creator."

“What makes you change?”

"Do you know the history of Korean Air?"

Lin Zhexun was stunned, feeling that the other party seemed to just want to chat with him.

“You mean…”

"I just checked it. It has been since 1969 and has been a Hanjin Group company in 2012. Korean Air has been hijacked 3 times, twice hit by missiles, twice hit by north bombs, nine major air crashes, and six times rushed out of the runway. On September 11, 2001, a flight in the United States issued an error order to be hijacked while in the air. Then it was photographed by Americans in the country at that time intercepted and landed by the plane, which almost caused the third time being shot down by missiles. For example, in March last year, the person from the Blue House was on a chartered flight from Korean Air to visit the UAE, and had to return to the flight for maintenance due to mechanical failures just 30 minutes after taking off... Wu Xiangyu's eyes were a little uneasy: "Why are you not nervous?"

"this......"

Lin Zhewen's mouth stopped smelling instantly. He really hoped that there would be a parachute under the seat, not a life jacket that felt useless. The chance of successful landing in the sea was really not high, even higher than the chance of being shot down by a missile.

"I just want to die clearly." Wu Xiangyu continued to stare out the window, wanting to see if there is any problem with this bad airline's plane.

"According to what you said, I can understand you."

Wu Xiangyu nodded and said, "Although people die sooner or later, I still don't want me to not die at the hands of such garbage airlines."

"Prosecutor, be careful, don't let the flight attendant hear it."

Lin Zhexun looked around helplessly. There were not many passengers on the plane. No one heard of such unlucky behavior as saying that the plane crash was on the plane.

But speaking of this, it is not a solution to keep people who are particularly nervous because they are afraid of something happening to the plane.

Why not take advantage of this period of time and hit the other side slightly.

Thinking of the case submitted to the Seoul High Procuratorate, Lin Zhe cleared his throat and asked, "Prosecutor Wu nim, do you know which commander is leading this time?"

"The leader? Prosecutor General Cai Dongxu?"

Cai Dongxu?

When Lin Zhexu heard this name, he felt a little sad.

The leader is the prosecutor general of the Seoul High Procuratorate? The Seoul High Procuratorate is the Seoul High Procuratorate again. Why are so many things pointing to the Seoul High Procuratorate? Kim Kwang-jun is the director of the Special Investigation Department of the Seoul High Procuratorate, and the leader is the prosecutor general of the Seoul High Procuratorate.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yuming continued to ask: "You just met Prosecutor General Cai? I was outside just now and didn't pay attention."

"I heard from them that Prosecutor General Cai is already in China."

Lin Zhexun nodded and became increasingly suspicious of the purpose of this inspection. This is definitely not just a simple judicial inspection, everything has its own plans.

Political attacks are never full-scale attacks. Political attacks must be carried out through life and death, followed by predetermined steps, and are skinned and bone-like.

Attackers often start with small things and use them to attract public attention. By the time, small things accumulate to achieve big things, and minor local problems become legitimacy issues in a group.

In terms of procedure, the pace of development needs to be connected first and second, and the second step must not be taken rashly before the first step is effective. Moreover, the task of appearing and confronting is always unknown at first, and no generals will take action until the time is ripe. In this way, all tasks that have been in the political circle for a long time have been seen through, and they can predict the arrival of the storm from the end of Qingping.

Lin Mingxiu talked to Lin Zhexun on New Year's Day, which was the first and last order of the whole thing to prevent him from being completely confused.

But, in fact... the first step of the public opinion storm is still brewing, why did the second step of the execution ground in China have already begun? Normally, it shouldn't be that it will continue to be completely brewed? Will you be punished again?

This is a hurry to go.
Chapter completed!