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Chapter 435 Who is the last phone call?

Liu Cui hung up the phone, and there were only breathing sounds and the buzzing sounds of the car driving.

"Lingling ~"

Liu Cui's cell phone rang, it was Lu Feifei's phone: "Liu Cui, put the phone in Zhao Changan's ear, I will scold you for ten minutes first to relieve my anger!"

"Stop scolding, I'll wait for you at the exit of the expressway ahead."

Zhao Changan's voice was hoarse and said loudly with enough volume: "I'm in a hurry to go to the bathroom, I was just kidding."

"Is there anyone who jokes like this? I'm visiting the mountain city, so I'm throwing the guests on the road,"

"Lingling ~"

Zhao Changan's cell phone rang again, Ye Zi's phone number.

——

Zhao Changan got off the Feixi Expressway exit at a speed of 90, got out of the car and hid himself in the shadow of a French sycamore tree.

“Dududu~”

Zhang Shun's mobile phone is still in a blind voice.

He called Zhang Shun's phone number again, but no one answered after ringing for a long time.

"Bang!"

Zhao Changan punched the big tree hard, and he felt so panicked that he couldn't feel the pain in his hands.

He lit a cigarette, and the blue smoke curled up, trying to calm down his mood.

At least in his expression, he must try his best to calm down as soon as possible.

Ye Zi and Lu Feifei are not ordinary girls. Are Ye Zi and Wen Ye’s grandmother related? They are enemies or friends.

The lunatic Lu family behind Lu Feifei.

Since he drove the car out of the highway, it was equivalent to having made a decision, so he must not let others see his true mood and avoid unnecessary associations.

"Idiot, don't let anything happen to you!"

Zhao Changan prayed in his heart, anxious and regretful.

I had known that last summer vacation I had to cheat Zhang Shun to Mingzhu.

In the original time and space of Zhao Chang'an, Zhang Shun graduated from college in three years in Zhao Chang'an, and two years later, he chose to jump into the Taohua River.

What is Zhang Shun in this life? Did the reason for the previous life appear in advance or other reasons?

Is his choice still the rushing river?

Zhao Changan had no way of knowing all this.

More importantly, if he did not choose this extreme way to jump into the river, he would choose other relatively mild methods.

So now there is still a chance of rescuing it, is it possible to save it?

The question is, without disturbing Xia Wuyue and Xia Wenyang's excessive association, who should be involved and looking for Zhang Shun?

I thought about Zhao Changan's scalp and hair was so angry that he couldn't think of a suitable person.

Things were in a hurry, but I was at a loss here, so how could I not make Zhao Changan anxious?

"Lingling ~"

At this time, his cell phone rang, a mountain city phone number that looked very cool.

"Hey, who?"

"Is Zhao Changan?"

"Yes, I am Zhao Changan, who are you?"

"I am Jin Shibo, brother, do you still have an impression of you?"

"have."

Zhao Changan didn't want to say anything more to Jin Shibo, he just wanted to end the call sooner.

Because Jin Shibo didn't know Zhang Shun either, even if Zhao Changan had a good relationship with this guy in later generations, it would be impossible for him to ask him to participate now.

However, the fact that Jin Shibo could have such a consecutive number and was at least seven or eight thousand, which surprised Zhao Changan.

As he thought hard, he suddenly thought of this number and seemed to have some impression, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

It was Qiao San’s phone call!

This pig didn't change the number at all and asked Jin Shibo to take his cell phone and call himself.

What do you want to do?

Zhao Changan was angry, but smiled and added another sentence: "You guys blocked me at the school gate last year. Do you think I know you boy?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

Jin Shibo smiled a little awkwardly on the other side of the phone.

A cough came from over there, and Zhao Changan could clearly hear it, it was the bastard Qiao San's voice.

Jin Shibo immediately said in a deep voice: "Zhang Shun is your brother, right?"

At this moment, this stick beat Zhao Changan so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

There is no doubt that Zhang Shun had an accident, and it was not his fantasy of postponing April Fools' Day joke.

"brother?"

Zhao Changan's words were deliberately mocking: "I dare not rush to the top. I treat them as brothers, and I treat them as stupid."

"Well--"

On the other side of the phone, Jin Shibo was suddenly stuck and speechless for a moment.

"Tell me, what a big deal? I want you to call me this. Didn't Zhang Shun open his mouth? Is your brother on the street conveying it?"

Zhao Changan's voice was still mean, with anger deliberately in it.

"He jumped into the river."

"What?"

Zhao Changan supported the big tree beside him with one hand so that he would not fall.

"He will jump to the river tonight, almost ten o'clock."

"Are you saved?"

Zhao Changan tried hard to make his voice normal.

"It's been an hour or two. Either he swam ashore by himself, or the Taohua River has a very rapid flow in the spring flood."

"That's a pity, just that, I'm driving."

Zhao Changan trembled his hands and hung up the phone.

Slowly squatted down.

However, the weight of the body was still so heavy that both legs could not support it, so they sat on the curb.

"It's over!"

This thought kept roaring in his mind.

——

"He ordered a pot of grilled fish, a pot of stewed lamb chops, a bottle of grain wine,—"

"The first sound, he might have thrown a stone, with a thud, so no one went to see it for the second sound."

"He made a few phone calls while he was eating."

Not far from the riverside of Jin Shibo's barbecue stall, Xia Wenyang, Qiao San, Qiao Jianwei, Qiu Jinhui, Zhang Xuelong, Guo Keke, Mo Haier, Song Ming, Yu Yingming,—

The guardrail was standing in black and full of people.

Song Ming and Yu Yingming had slap marks on their faces, and their cheeks were swollen and bruised.

Although Zhang Xuelong felt extremely hated, he knew that his son would jump down for a moment, and he could not find Song Ming and Yu Yingming's heads.

However, Mo Haier, who had no anxiety or worry on his face, slapped Song Ming and the others hard.

When Xia Wenyang heard Jin Shibo say that Zhang Shun made a few phone calls at the barbecue stall, his face was Gu Jing Wubo, but his eyes were slightly moved.

"Do you know who he calls?"

"I was busy at that time and didn't pay attention. Oh, if I knew he was Zhao Changan's friend, I would probably avoid it if I said I would pay more attention."

Of course, Jin Shibo knew about the holidays between Xia Wenyang, the richest man in the mountain city, and Zhao Changan, but this was also his toughness.

The people on Xia Wenyang's side, Qiao San, Qiao Jianwei, Yu Yingming, and Qiu Jinhui, all looked at Jin Shibo with dissatisfaction.

"You inform Zhao Chang'an, Qiao San, call him."

Xia Wenyang looked at the rushing river in front of him. Now he was very curious about who Zhang Shun called with at the last moment of jumping into the river.

What did you say?

Is there Zhao Changan here?

‘That’s a pity, just that, I’m driving.’

Then, there was a blind voice hanging up from the phone.

Xia Wenyang's solemn expression had only changed and calmed down.
Chapter completed!
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