driver:"……"

He was angry and slapped the steering wheel.

"It's only one thousand?? It's still a little one?" The driver was shocked, "This is too stingy! I'll support you? No, I'll tell you. Just your appearance! I feel that you can find a funder at least four digits to start at least? This is a loss!"

One more dollar?

Who is this humiliation?

The driver's impression of the so-called financial owner in the young man's mind instantly dropped to freezing point and made a big fork.

He felt that it was probably the first time this young man was kept inexperienced and was easily deceived. The driver sighed and said bitterly: "Young man, I feel that you have to raise the price with your financial backer. Your value will definitely be more than that!"

"My family seems to be not very good, I have to save some money for her." Weiran said casually. He half-hung his thin eyelids, his fingertips lazily on the screen of his phone. Looking at the messages that had not been replied to, he tapped the page, and the light and shadow fell on his eyebrows, as beautiful as a demon that bewitched people's hearts.

The driver was stopped by lightning and didn't know what to say. After a long time, he squeezed toothpaste and said, "... Then you are quite honest, very enthusiastic."

This young man really has the spirit of self-sacrificing oneself!

"It's okay." Weiran took it seriously and slowly said: "It's normal."

“…”

The night is dark and the traffic is rippling.

The two cars always maintain a certain distance, neither far nor near.

The scenery outside the car window is constantly retreating and blurring, as if it is a continuous line.

Weiran's eyes were always staring at the car following in the rear mirror with interest, and never left for a moment, with her thin lips half-hooked with a charming smile that was floating.

The driver drove the car to a nearby bar and stopped. Finally, he watched the young man get off the car and persuaded him: "I feel that your appearance is only good... Even if you are not kept, you can get into the entertainment industry."

Wei Ran tugged his lips, laughed lazyly, and said nothing.

He threw the car door and glanced at the bar in front of him. The flashing neon lights and shadows fell into the young man's light brown eyes and were swallowed in an instant. Yu Guang saw that the taxi behind him also stopped, curled his lips, stepped forward with his long legs, and walked into the bar quickly.

later,

The driver stopped the car tremblingly and glanced forward hard, only seeing his slender and upright back, full of elegance and nobleness.

return……

Very good looking.

He doesn't look like a criminal either.

The driver scratched his head,

Are criminals’ requirements so high now?

The driver looked at Ranbai who got off the car worriedly: "Forensic doctor, you must be careful! Don't be injured when you arrest someone!"

“…”

The white face closed the car door without expression.

bar,

It has always been synonymous with luxury.

The fish and dragon are mixed, the light is blurred.

When Ranbai walked in, the first thing he heard was a deafening carnival. The colorful light and shadow flowed in dimness and ambiguousness, covering the inside of the bar, making everything blurry.

The forensic doctor stood there, looking around coldly, his delicate eyebrows and eyes outlined the coldness of the stranger in the dark light, and his ascetic temperament of ice and snow was incompatible with the bar.

There is no chance of finding someone in the bar.

The music flowing in my ears changed to a rock music at some point, exuding a unique sense of rhythm, easily driving the audience.

Ranbai asked for a cup of whiskey from the bar and lowered his eyes to the bar.

On the stage of the bar,

The resident singer is dressed in sweatshirts and trousers, dressed in dark colors, young and wantonly clean, and half-held electric guitar with an indescribable ruffian. He looks noble, but he is contradictory and arrogant, and has a faint arrogance.

He stood lazily and casually in front of the microphone, tall and tall, with blurred and dim light falling on the young man, his eyebrows and eyes were as fascinated as the monster in the painting, and his lyrics were sang the lyrics with a bright and beautiful lips.

The clearly slender fingers pressed on the guitar, and the diamond ring worn on the tail finger was silently seductive, with a cold and dazzling color.

He seemed to be fully integrated into it, and no one would pay more attention to anything.

Ranbai leaned against the bar, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, listening to the music without any emotion, pausing suddenly with her fingertips. She squinted her eyes gently and looked at the young resident singer on the stage.

Through the vast sea of ​​people, the noise is noisy.

The man was in the colorful and changing light, unable to see clearly, but smiled at the forensic doctor.

The curve of the thin lips is like peach blossoms that are flourishing at the most gorgeous moment.

Quietly ambiguous and bewitching.

The forensic doctor remained silent and clenched the wine glass in his hand.

After a song ends.

The young and slender resident singer quietly left the stage and disappeared from everyone's sight instantly, like a fish in water, unpredictable.

He seemed to be in a city of fog. No matter how close he was, he was always separated by a layer of mist that could not be seen clearly, but it seemed to be on the other end of the abyss.

After that song ended, Ranbai drank the whiskey in one go, put down the wine glass, and chased him along the singer's direction.

The chaotic and confused bar still looks noisy everywhere.

No one will notice,

Those two figures.

One before and one after another,

Shuttle through it.

The clothes were flying like the wind.

Until the end of the bar corridor.

No one.

Ranbai pressed slightly against the middle of his eyebrows, suppressing the dizzy drunkenness.

The whiskey is a bit strong.

The "resident singer" who only sang one song in the bar disappeared strangely and disappeared.

But the dim light hits,

Ranbai saw an exquisite and beautiful gift box placed on the ground not far away.

A bouquet of blood-red roses.

Lying quietly in it.

Mysterious and brilliant.

Ranbai took a few steps forward and casually picked up the gift box.

It has the same gold-inlaid letters printed on it.

Surprise

Oh.

surprise?

It seems that everything is exactly the same, and history repeats itself again.

only,

This time there was another note.

There are a few lines of words written on it, and from the font, you can see the owner's sharp and lazy appearance.

"I know you want to see me.

What a pity, it's not time yet.

However, how can we detectives disappoint us?

See you tomorrow night.

I'm looking forward to it.

baby."

Two numbers were engraved on the lower right, as if someone was accidentally scratching it with the tip of a cold knife.

【01.】

The white eyes were slightly darker, and the fingertips gently rubbed the rose petals, and the temperature was cold to the bone.

She remembered Xu Zelin's description of 01.

Seven years.

He committed countless crimes and committed murders.

There is no rule to speak of, no grudges to be found.

It depends entirely on your mood.

…

In a private room in the bar.

The sound of music flows in it, and the dim light falls.

The private room is so big, with about twenty or thirty people there.

There are many people who play cards, billiards, darts and other entertainment activities, and the atmosphere is warm.
Chapter completed!