She stopped a taxi and took it all the way to the city. Then she took three taxis and circled around and returned to her home.

"Why did you play so late? This child is getting more and more worried..." My mother has been waiting for her in the living room. When she saw her coming home, she couldn't help but nag a few times.

"I have a good classmate on my birthday, so I must go..."

"Have you eaten?"

"When is it now? I must have eaten. Mom, please rest, don't worry about me."

"Okay... don't go home so late in the future..." Mom nagged into her bedroom.

When she walked into the bedroom with her slightly tired body after taking a shower, she was shocked and saw a strange figure on the bedroom windowsill...

"Who are you?" she shouted in a deep voice.

"Pan..." The figure unscrewed the lamp on the desk and said with a smile: "Student Sun Yingying, don't be nervous, it's me, Zhao Dezhu."

Sun Yingying was dumbfounded, looking at the boy who jumped down from the windowsill, and said ately: "This is the seventh floor...how did you get up?"

"Seventh Floor? What can't hurt you, it won't hurt me either." Zhao Dezhu sat on the chair with a big golden sword, pointed to the bed, and said, "You go to bed, it's a long night, it seems we'll be chatting for a long time."

Sun Yingying sighed and sat obediently on the bed, her eyes as if a pool of autumn water, staring at Zhao Dezhu's eyes.

"You knew it a long time ago, right?" she asked softly.

"It's almost the same. When I saw you the first time I saw you, I realized that the breath on you was different from that of ordinary people," Zhao Dezhu smiled slightly and said, "But everyone has their own secrets. At that time, I didn't want to explore you, I was just a little curious."

"So that's how it is..." Sun Yingying's eyes were blurred, as if she was recalling a scene in the past: "When I first met you, I didn't notice anything unusual about you, except that you are a little more handsome than others..."

"I just think you are praising me," Zhao Dezhu smiled and said, "It's not easy to hear this from the silent class belle."

"I'm talking about it with sincerity, and there's no exaggeration," Sun Yingying smiled gently and said, "You look very handsome when you ride a motorcycle to jump over the school gate."

"Okay, this may be the reason why you don't reject me and you. According to Wu Kaixuan, you don't like sitting with others."

"That's right, I don't hate you," Sun Yingying smiled and said, "So, did you choose to sit with me because you feel that I'm not an ordinary person?"

"Not exactly," Zhao Dezhu said with a smile: "The main reason is that you are very beautiful."

"Haha," Sun Yingying smiled and said softly: "Just kidding, when it comes to appearance, I can't compare to Jiang Mengyao."

"That girl? Her figure is not good, she is peaceful..." Zhao Dezhu blurted out, and then thought that it seemed inappropriate to say this. Will Sun Yingying think, how could he know that Jiang Mengyao has a bad figure? In some places, wearing clothes, they can't tell whether it's fair or uneven...

Two red clouds flew on Sun Yingying's cheeks. At such moments and such environments, it seems a bit too ambiguous when talking about these issues...

"When did you really notice me?" Sun Yingying had to look around and talk about him and lead the topic to the right path.

"Emperor bathing in the city, Zhu Changzhi died. I picked up a head on the windowsill, which was left by you..." Zhao Dezhu said lightly: "I can certainly recognize your head when I spend time with you day and night. If I guess correctly, it is your first time killing people. You have little time in this industry and have no experience, so it is not so clean."

Sun Yingying was silent. She knew that Zhao Dezhu was right. She was still too young and had little experience.

"This time, you still made the same mistake," Zhao Dezhu said in a deep voice: "Leave clues on the scene."

"What clue?" Sun Yingying couldn't help but feel nervous.

"That woman, you forgot that woman," Zhao Dezhu said slowly: "Although she didn't see your appearance, after all, she has experienced this process personally, and the police will probably use her as a breakthrough to find clues to you. At least, the mystery you have always created is gone..."

"You killed her?" Sun Yingying knew that Zhao Dezhu must have been at the scene at that time.

"No, I just used a little trick to erase that part from her memory..." Zhao Dezhu smiled calmly.

"Erashes some of the memories? You can do this?" Sun Yingying opened her cherry lips slightly in surprise. Zhao Dezhu was indeed an unexpected guy.

"It's just a trick of carving insects, it's not worth mentioning." For ordinary people, erasing memories in other people's minds seems too shocking, but for practitioners with strong spiritual consciousness, it's not difficult to do this.

"Your mode of modesty is easy to attract hatred." Sun Yingying said with a wry smile.

This almost mythical ability is just a trick in his mouth. Can others still survive?

"It is a mediocre person not to be jealous of others." Zhao Dezhu smiled and said, "It is better to be jealous of others than to be ignored."

"No matter what, thank you." Sun Yingying said gratefully: "If it weren't for you, I might have been seen long ago."

"It's just a little effort, no need to worry."

"That female police officer... are you very familiar with her?" Sun Yingying asked softly.

"I'm not very familiar with each other. I've been in contact with you a few times before, so I have some connections," Zhao Dezhu said: "It was she who entrusted me to help her solve the case, otherwise I wouldn't care about you."

"These people deserve to die." Sun Yingying said hatefully: "Each of their hands is covered with blood."

"Whether they should die or not, how should they die, it has nothing to do with me. You are a demon or an angel, and it actually has nothing to do with me."

"Will you arrest me and give it to that female police officer?"

"Let me listen to your story first, okay?" Zhao Dezhu said slowly: "You are not a person who can kill people at will. At this level today, there must be your reason. I want to hear it and then decide what to do."

"Of course," Sun Yingying nodded and said, "The reason I want to do this is because my sister, her name is Sun Feifei."

In Sun Yingying's narrative, Zhao Dezhu gradually understood the cause and effect of the matter. Sun Feifei was Sun Yingying's own sister, six years older than her, and the relationship between sisters was very good. When she was ten years old, Sun Feifei accidentally saved a killer with unique skills. Later, the killer accepted her as his disciple and passed on her amazing arts to Sun Feifei. And when she was eighteen, she was included in the organization.

Because the sisters have a very good relationship, Sun Feifei passed all her skills to her sister. Of course, all this was secretly carried out without telling her master. Sun Yingying's superb martial arts, assassination techniques, tracking techniques, assassination books, and disguise techniques... were taught by her sister bit by bit, and her parents didn't know.

Sun Yingying has always learned various skills from her sister, but she doesn't know what profession she is in. She only knows that she often travels to business in the country and even around the world, and every time she comes back, she will add a little scar to the point. Sun Yingying once asked this question, and her sister just told her not to ask too much, it was a state secret. So she thought that her sister worked for the country. She once proud of this for a while.

However, what made Sun Yingying wonder was that her sister had never given her a penny. Her family was in a bad condition and she never thought of getting back some money to subsidize her family. She had never understood why this was, but now she knew that her sister just didn't want her family to get into the whirlpool she was in.

Two months ago, Sun Feifei suddenly disappeared. Fortunately, Sun Yingying knew that her sister had the habit of keeping diaries since she was a child and knew where the diaries were hidden. Through the diary left by her sister, she realized that her sister had not served for the country for a long time, but was controlled by a killer organization called "Cobra". She had long become a well-known killer at home and abroad, nicknamed "Zhuyeqing".

Some time ago, she received an order from the organization to escort Huang Pujiang, the largest drug lord in the local area, and eliminate dissidents. She explained her struggle in her diary. She was just a killer, and she would hit her own blow and leave. This is her life. However, serving a drug lord is inconsistent with her purpose. Killers are also principled.

However, she could not resist her master, the big drug lord Huang Pujiang, who lived with her master, so she had to help her.

The diary describes the information of the drug lord Huang Pujiang in detail, including the forces around him, such as Zhu Chang, Liu Donggen and others, who are all his capable subordinates. The bathing cities, nightclubs, and discos they run are legal operations on the surface, but secretly they are all channels for Huang Pujiang to sell drugs.

Sun Feifei disappeared after taking this mission, no one was seen alive or corpse, and no news ever since. Her parents also went to the police station to call the police, but they just asked for psychological comfort. The police could do nothing about this clueless disappearance case.

The night before she disappeared, she left the last paragraph in her diary, which said that she had discovered Huang Pujiang's extremely secret matter and was hesitating whether to go to the police station to report it. She felt that the extreme danger was approaching...and then, there was nothing.

She didn't say what the secret that made her feel dangerous was, but Sun Yingying knew that her disappearance must be related to this secret.

Sun Yingying would not be so stupid as to hand over her sister's diary. If the police knew Sun Feifei's true identity and had the information of the drug lord Huang Pujiang, who knew what kind of bloody storm would cause? Whether the sister died or not is still not sure yet. Assuming that the sister was still alive, but the police acted rashly, who knew if it would harm her sister's life?

Although Sun Yingying didn't know what her sister was like, the only thing that was certain was that it was inseparable from the drug lord Huang Pujiang.

She once thought about asking Huang Pujiang for someone, but she quickly gave up on this idea.

The identity of a drug lord is very secretive. You, a little girl, come to her door to ask for someone, isn’t it equivalent to telling him that you know all his secrets? In that case, ten Sun Yingying is not enough to kill.
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