Not Seen in the Next Life ✔️

Chapter 96

    Ke Mei took a stack of photos into the lounge of the "Midnight Flight" bar, and placed it directly on the coffee table in front of Song Huai Xun, and said, "Song Yan has started to check you."

    Song Huai Xun looked at the photos and smiled slightly: "He checked What happened?"

    "Not yet," Ke Mei said. "He hasn't seen you before. He didn't find it very well based on a sketch and related information about the child. Fortunately, I made arrangements in advance. They When the village chief was found, the clue was broken.”

    Ke Mei paused, and said: “Why were you so careless in the first place that you were actually seen by him.”

    Song Huaixin said disapprovingly: “I didn’t plan to let them survive. So what is the difference if he can't see it."

    "Ke Mei was a little speechless, "It's no better than yours. If someone discovers your special ability, you will be very troublesome. "

    Song Huai-yin stared at the photos for a moment, and said, "Or, come over and have a chat with him." "

    " Who? "Ke Mei didn't keep up with his thoughts for a while.

    "Song Yan." "

    " Is not it? "Ke Mei raised his voice incredulously, "Didn't you never have direct contact with them?" "

    Song Jin Huai lifted eyes, quietly looked Ke Mei one:" Do you not say before, they survived, and that it is God. "

    Ke Mei: "..."

    "Since you use God's will to crush me, then I should also obey God's will. "

    Ke Mei became interested and leaned forward: "So, what on earth did you plan?" "

    " Start Program B. "

    Ke Mei was startled at first, and when he understood the other party's intentions, he gradually opened his eyebrows and laughed.

    He thought about it, and asked: "Will you take Xia Lin..."

    "No, I will only contact Song Yan for the time being," Song Huaiying Said, "At present, only Song Yan has seen me, and I happen to have my considerations. "

    Two days later, Ke Mei went to D City and appeared in Song Yan's VP Ward.

    "Doctor Ke, you are here." Song Yan sat in the wheelchair, said hello to him with a smile, then waved his hand to let the caregiver who was following him back out.

    Ke Mei looked at Song Yan up and down for a moment, and smiled: "It seems that you have recovered well recently."

    "It is indeed a good recovery," Song Yan smiled slightly, "except for this leg."

    Ke Mei always felt that Song Yan smiled somewhat. The rash person touched his nose and changed the subject with a guilty conscience: "Then what, I have a friend who wants to see you, I don't know if it is convenient for you..."

    Before he could finish his words, Song Yan smiled again: "But I recently The one you've been looking for?"

    Ke Mei showed a surprised expression: "Why are you..."

    "Actually, I asked my assistant to check it before, but I didn't specifically ask him to check it secretly, so he also checked it honestly. I’m not surprised to startle your friend.” Song Yeon paused, “Or you can say, I know it’s difficult to find him, but it’s easy to ask him to come to me on his own initiative.

    Ke eyebrows are slightly narrowed. Eyes: "So, you knew from the beginning that I was in the same group with him? "

    It's not the beginning," Song Yan said. "At the beginning, I was just surprised. Why do you have to deliver this batch of goods by the person in charge of me? This is a bit beyond common sense, but I still did it. I planned to see it. It depends on your intentions, but then I saw that Xia Lin was there, and I forgot about it. Now that I think about it, you might have inquired about the relationship between Xia Lin and me early in the morning.

    "Later, the mudslide broke out in advance, Xia Lin took me into the cave, and your friend appeared outside the cave immediately, as if waiting there early in the morning. The situation was too complicated at the time, and I didn't have time to sort out so much. Information, but recently I’m lying on the hospital bed and doing nothing. When I’m bored, I’m easy to think about things. If I think a lot, I want to understand.”

    Song Yan said that, looking up at Ke Mei: “You say I analyze Is that right, Doctor Ke?"

    Ke Mei raised his eyebrows and didn't answer him head-on. He copied his hands and said, "So, do you have any questions?"

    "There are many questions. The biggest question is, who are you and your friend? In other words, your friend, you can make the mudslide follow his intentions with your hands. Is he a human?"

    "Well..." Ke Mei stroked his chin, "Why don't you come with me? , This question, you can ask him yourself."

    "How are you going to take me away?" Song Yan said, "My family has invited someone to take care of me day and night. Why do

    you want to take me away?" "Your thinking is complicated," Ke Mei smiled, "My friend only needs to delay you for half an hour. You only need to give an order to make sure that there is no one within half an hour. Just come in and disturb."

    "It's that simple?" Song Yan said, "Video chat?"

    "It's not sincere, of course it's an interview."

    Song Yan raised his eyebrows, although he still didn't quite understand how the half-hour interview was done. , But still took out his mobile phone and dialed his assistant: "My client and I want to talk secretly about some work matters. You have to keep someone outside. Don't let anyone in and disturb you for half an hour." After

    hanging up the phone Song Yan looked at Ke Mei again: "I have done what you asked, what about you?"

    Ke Mei also dialed the phone, the content was very brief: "OK." The

    other party seemed to say something, Ke Mei Yiyan took out a charm from his pocket, circled Song Yan, and then stood inside the circle.

    Song Yan found that a circle was lit up around the two of them, and then the things in front of him quickly retreated, until only a shadow was left.

    When he looked intently again, he found that he was no longer in the ward, but in an unfamiliar room with a coffee table and sofa. The decoration was nice, but the light was a little dim.

    There was a faint clamor of feasting and greenery outside, which looked like a box in a bar.

    A young man in a white shirt sat on the sofa, looking at him calmly: "Meeting again, Mr. Song.