"Who is she?" The important thing is, so Ranbai asked very seriously.

"White!" The man told him all, speaking very quickly, "I don't know what she is called. I'm just a little person in Slum No. 42, how can I know so much?"

"I only know that the word in her name is white, but I don't know her last name." The man couldn't wait to get rid of the suspicion and distance himself from the original owner, "And I don't know her at all, let alone be familiar with her!"

"You said you were just a little person, then what you mean was that 'bai' is not simple." Listening to the man's words, Ranbai smiled slowly, but her eyes were dark. She heard some information from this passage, but it was not very important.

The man paused, probably not expecting Ran Bai to be so keen, so he could only speak helplessly: "I really don't know this. I don't even know where she comes from, but she really doesn't look like a person from Slum No. 42."

He used a very strange adjective, "The girl is like a rabbit, soft and without any attack power, and is incompatible with everything around her."

"Then do you know how she died?" Ranbai asked slowly.

"I don't know this even more." The man almost wrinkled into a bitter face and said hurriedly: "Her death has nothing to do with me! It's just that when I went to her house, she had already..."

It seemed like I thought of something very bad. The man looked a little weird and his face was not good-looking. I didn't say anything about it next, but the meaning was already very obvious.

"So, what are you going to do with her?" Ranbai hit the nail on the head.

man:"……"

When talking about this topic, the man opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but when he thought of the previous punishment, he was still scared.

Finally, he gritted his teeth unwillingly, but could not resist the fear in his heart and whispered: "I just... just look at her alone. There are very few women in slums. I just want to find her, be with her, and protect her. After all, I really like her."

"But who knows." The man smiled bitterly: "When I went in, it was already like that..."

He spoke very beautifully, but how many people could not understand the meaning inside and outside?

It's nothing more than having bad intentions for a beautiful woman.

If the original owner was a little later, he might have met this scumbag.

Ranbai narrowed his eyes lazily, and his long eyelashes drooped on his eyelids, covering his eyes. He still looked careless and had no emotions.

The man looked carefully at the girl in blood, swallowed a saliva, and said, "I really don't know the rest. I am just an ordinary person. If you want to know anything, you can ask the overlord of No. 42... They have great power in No. 42 and have many people in their hands. Maybe they will know what news."

Men say that things like disasters are not false.

Ranbai picked up his delicate and beautiful eyebrows, and leaned down to look at the thin and gloomy man from a high place.

Just one glance, Feng Qingyun had already withdrawn his gaze.

She confirmed that this person was really and didn't know anything. As for whether the words just now were true or not, who knows?

"Can I leave?" he asked tentatively.

"No." Ranbai said calmly.
Chapter completed!