&t>&1t;h1>Chapter 1oo3    The Death of the Swan&1t;/h1>

Who is this beautiful woman with outstanding temperament in Vice President Su’s room? Looking at his pretty face and arrogant look, it seems that she is not his subordinate.

"Oh, let me introduce it," Vice President Su glanced at the two of them and quickly introduced it on his own initiative, "This lady is... well, Jia Fuhua's wife, Ms. Li Hong," Vice President Su said, and then added: "Ms. Li is an actress of the Beijing Ballet..."

Oh, no wonder, so beautiful and outstanding in temperament, it turned out to be a ballerina at the Beijing Grand Theater. Guo Xiaohai was very surprised. He could also feel the feeling in Vice President Su's heart, just like his own. He was amazed and puzzled. How could he have such a beautiful and outstanding wife like Jia Fuhua?

Vice President Su had heard that the reason why Jia Fuhua, who was full of slutty, was able to let Mei Shancheng personally arrange for a job in Zhengtai Group to make a free job due to his wife's approach. It turned out that he was still skeptical, but now he has to believe it when he sees Li Hong.

"This young leader is Secretary Guo." Vice President Su was very polite to Li Hongdao, and for nothing else, he was afraid of her relationship with Mei Shancheng.

"Hello, it's a pity about Manager Jia..." Guo Xiaohai reached out to say.

Li Hong just gently held his hand, and his pretty face was still as cold and noble as he looked. Guo Xiaohai saw that although his pretty face was cold, there was no look of sadness in his eyes.

Yes, Guo Xiaohai couldn't see any sad look.

"You are the last person Lao Jia met." Li Hong said suddenly.

"Ah, yes, we met one after another, and we met by chance on the street. We were about to say hello, and then things happened..." Guo Xiaohai hurriedly explained.

Li Hong didn't say anything, her beautiful big eyes just stared at Guo Xiaohai. Guo Xiaohai was inexplicably panicked, and said, "We were just a match, and we came to discuss cooperation at that time..."

Vice President Su next to him also said: "Secretary Guo is a cadre of the organization and a department-level leader. He actively cooperated with the police to conduct an investigation afterwards. Fuhua's incident is indeed quite regrettable. The driver of the accident has also been detained..."

Guo Xiaohai looked at him with understanding. Li Hong didn't say anything else, turned to Vice President Su and said, "Mr. Su, please arrange for someone to pack Fuhua's things and put them into the car."

"It must be certain," Vice President Su said hurriedly. Li Hong turned around and left, arrogant and cold. Vice President Su looked at her swaying back for a long time before turning around. When he saw Guo Xiaohai still there, he hurriedly said, "Oh, Leader Guo, please sit down quickly, please sit..."

Guo Xiaohai was also a little confused about this woman. It was not because of her beauty, but because she always felt indescribable. What does the look she looked at herself mean? What does this attitude mean?

After further contact with Zhengtai Group, I temporarily stopped talking about it. I said that Guo Xiaohai, after seeing Li Hong for a long time, I couldn't help but think of this woman, remembering the look she stared at her, thinking of her mysterious temperament and appearance, and even once again, I even had a dream. In the dream, he actually had a rain of clouds and rain with this Li Hong, Wushan...

How could this happen? This is definitely not a simple lovesickness of a young man who admires beautiful women. Guo Xiaohai vaguely had an intuition. He felt that he would have some kind of intersection with this woman...

Sure enough, not long after, Guo Xiaohai received a message from a strange number: "If you have something to do, come to Beijing. Three days later, I will have a performance in the Song and Dance Theater. I will wait for you in the backstage and don't reply." The signature is Li Hong.

A strange number, a woman who has almost never been in contact with, a strange letter, and nothing happened. Guo Xiaohai looked at the text message and hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to go there. Thinking about it carefully, the series of things that have happened recently was too strange. Jia Fuhua suddenly died, the mysterious fake doctor, this beautiful ballerina, everything was filled with a strange feeling.

Beijing, Song and Dance Theater.

On the stage, a group of holy ballet dancers are performing, which is the classic play "Swan Lake". Guo Xiaohai has only watched ballet performances on TV before. This is the first time that in such a large theater, he has seen a live-action performance with beautiful artistic conception. Classic music, beautiful actresses, and beautiful artistic conception, Guo Xiaohai feels deeply immersed.

This is the difference between big cities and small places. The difference in spiritual and cultural enjoyment is the biggest difference. In big cities, there are dramas, rich singing and dancing performances, lectures from everyone, and various cultural and entertainment. Although small places have low living costs, they obviously do not have these.

Because of traffic jams, when Guo Xiaohai arrived, the performance was approaching the end. After watching for a long time, Li Hong was not seen.

Guo Xiaohai quietly came to the backstage. The staff and ballerinas were busy shuttled back and forth. Guo Xiaohai stopped a 17 or 18-year-old girl who had just stepped down and asked, "Where is Li Hong?"

Li Hong is a well-known popular dancer. The little girl is obviously familiar with it and said: "Her drama has ended. It should be in the dressing room, behind, room O6."

Room O6, Li Hong’s dedicated dressing room, is deep in the backstage, away from the stage, and is much quieter.

The noise and hustle and bustle behind the stage were already far away. There was no one here, and there was a crack in the dressing room door, which was covered in vain. Guo Xiaohai gently pushed open the door and walked in.

The room was small, with lots of things, and it looked very messy. In the middle of the room, there were floor-standing clothes racks more than one person tall, which were hung with all kinds of costumes, eccentric performance costumes, sexy and exposed skirts, and even an amazingly sized underwear.

The family blocked the things inside, but it could be seen that it seemed like a small bed with a fence. You could see half of the fluffy white ballet performance skirt, and a white stockinged legs, which were placed on the fence.

It seems that he is lying on the bed to rest. Guo Xiaohai thought to himself, looking at the noble white swan on the stage, like a fairy, holy and beautiful, and when he comes to life, he is also so ungrateful, look at this sleeping position.

"Li...Li Hong?" Guo Xiaohai shouted softly, but there was no movement inside. Guo Xiaohai glanced at the leg again and couldn't help but walk over slowly.

Following the long legs, I finally saw the entire curve under the ballet tutu, but Guo Xiaohai couldn't help but "splied" in his heart, because the stockings were torn open under the skirt, and the spring light suddenly ejaculated. Guo Xiaohai couldn't help but move his throat. But when he looked up there, his soul was immediately scattered!

Li Hong's full chest was exposed, with no inch on the right side, and a sharp knife was inserted on the left side!

Li Hong's throat was still "cuckling". His beautiful big eyes looked at the ceiling above. Guo Xiaohai could see that the spirit of life was passing by quickly.

"You... stick to it, hold on, I'll call an ambulance right away!" Guo Xiaohai said hurriedly.

Li Hong had no choice but to breathe. In desperation, Guo Xiaohai covered her hands on her smooth chest, and a stream of spiritual energy was poured in.

As the spiritual energy entered his body, Li Hong's body trembled slightly, her eyes turned to him, and then she slowly raised her hand and held his hand.

There was a piece of paper in her hand, and she squeezed it tightly. Guo Xiaohai took it and saw that on the wrinkled piece of paper were three big words: Mei Shancheng!

Mei Shancheng?!What does this mean? Could it be Mei Shancheng who harmed this woman?

"..." Li Hong turned her face gently, her lips slightly moved, as if she wanted to say something, but the bright red blood flowed out.

"What do you want to say?" Guo Xiaohai pressed his ear over.

"...boat...boat...boat...be careful...boat..." Li Hong's voice was so faint that it was almost unheard of, and soon there was no movement.

Guo Xiaohai looked up and saw that the woman had no sound.

Guo Xiaohai's heart couldn't help but pound, and he was at a loss for a moment. At this moment, footsteps came from the door. Guo Xiaohai turned around and saw that the female assistant Azhen was standing at the door, looking at him in horror.

Guo Xiaohai saw something from her eyes. When he saw himself, his hands were covering Li Hong's bright chest, half hugging her, and his ears were covered with blood.

"No... it's not like that, it's not like you who see this!" Guo Xiaohai said hurriedly.
Chapter completed!