Ling Fan was shocked when he heard from the waiter that Deng Xiang was in the private room of the nightclub. But when he heard that Deng Xiang was holding the white fox in his arms, Ling Fan was even more shocked!
"Tianyu, let's catch Deng Xiang!" Ling Fan took out the pistol from his arms, cocked it, turned around the bar and rushed towards the private room No. 1023 at the back.
When people in the corridor saw Ling Fan and Tian Yu holding guns, they ran over and hurriedly dodged, thinking that they were shot by gangsters, and fearing that they would be shot.
The two stood carefully on both sides of room 1023. Ling Fan reached out and knocked on the door. Seeing that there was no sound inside, Ling Fan glanced at Tian Yu. Tian Yu understood and kicked the door with a loud bang.
open.
"...I want you to get the key and open the door..." Ling Fan looked at the door that fell on the floor and sighed, now it's better, but he has to pay again.
"Hmph!" Tian Yu kicked Ling Fan in, "Stop talking nonsense! Go in and arrest them!"
Ling Fan shrugged and rushed into the private room with a gun, but was horrified by what he saw in front of him.
"What are you so confused about?!" Tian Yu pushed Ling Fan away, but when she fixed her gaze on a sofa in the private room, her pupils dilated instantly.
A white-haired old man in his eighties was curled up on the sofa. His thin and shriveled body was covered in a wide and large black windbreaker. The wrinkles on his face were as deep as ravines, and his eye sockets were sunken. But
The teeth in his mouth were firmly visible, and the waistband of his lower body pants had been taken off. It seemed that he had had sexual intercourse before his death.
Ling Fan put away the gun, squatted in front of the white-haired old man, raised the old man's face, looked at it carefully for a while, and sighed: "It seems that we are a step late again, this person is Deng Xiang, the time of death
It may have been fifteen to twenty minutes ago, we can tell from the temperature on the body and the cloudiness of the pupils."
"Could this be the work of that white fox again? Where's that white fox?!" Tian Yu looked around the private room and asked, but this private room was very small, only covering tens of square meters, and there were no blind spots at all.
"I think it might be so!" Ling Fan picked up a handful of white hairs from the lower body of Deng Xiang's body and said.
Tian Yu looked at the white fox fur in Ling Fan's hand and couldn't help but feel her whole body tremble. She didn't know what to say for a moment, she just stared blankly at the bunch of fur.
"Tianyu, call Sister Zhen quickly and take control of the nightclub. No one is allowed to leave!" Ling Fan shouted.
"Yes!" Tian Yu turned around and ran out of the private room.
As soon as Tian Yu left, Ling Fan fell on the sofa next to him and looked straight at Deng Xiang who was curled up on the sofa opposite. For a moment, he felt that his thoughts were all confused. What on earth could kill them?
Death, and the way is still so weird, the white fox looks more and more like a suspect, although it is just a bunch of fox fur, but now all the evidence points to it, but can you sentence a fox to death?!
Ling Fan felt that he was a little ridiculous. He who never believed in ghosts and gods had to accept that the Fox Immortal was responsible for the crime. This was simply baffling to him.
Chen Yuzhen's speed was very fast, and soon the siren sounded again in Ling Fan's ears, and then a rush of footsteps rushed into the private room where Ling Fan was, including the person in charge of the nightclub. When the person in charge of the nightclub saw
When the white-haired old man curled up on the sofa, his expression suddenly changed. He looked at Chen Yuzhen in horror and said: "Police... police... what is going on?! Who is this old man?"
Ling Fan stood up and stared at the person in charge of the nightclub and said, "Don't you know him? He is Deng Xiang."
"What, you mean he is Deng Xiang, the second young master of the Deng family?! No...impossible! How could Master Xiang be a white-haired old man!" The person in charge stared at the white-haired old man with disbelief.
shouted.
"Don't pretend to be like me! You don't know what's going on when he comes to your nightclub?!" Ling Fan sneered.
"Little brother, I really don't know, is the old man sitting over there really the second young master Deng?!" The person in charge of the nightclub was still staring at Deng Xiang closely.
"Ling Fan, is this..." Chen Yuzhen turned to look at Ling Fan and said in a deep voice.
"Same way of death. Just now I heard the waiter say that he also ordered a cocktail. At that time, he was still a young man with black hair..." Ling Fan said.
"Ah...he is really the second young master of the Deng family! How could it be possible...how could it become like this?!" the person in charge of the nightclub finally saw Deng Xiang's face clearly and exclaimed.
At this time, a group of people had gathered at the door of the private room and stretched their heads to look in, including the bartender and waiter at the bar.
Ling Fan led him through the crowd into a private room and asked, "Excuse me, do you know who saw Deng Xiang for the last time?"
"Well... let me think about it... it seems that Deng Xiang ordered a glass of Black Ghost from my place, and then I mixed it and brought it to him. At that time, I seemed to see two women singing with him."
the waiter recalled.
"Two women? Do you know them?" Ling Fan's eyes lit up and he asked.
"Haha, then why don't I know them? They are the two most popular stars in our nightclub. One is Chen Jiani and the other is Zhang Feiyan." When the waiter mentioned this person, his eyes lit up, with a sinister look on his face.
Smiley face.
Ling Fan turned around and looked at the person in charge of the nightclub and said, "Can I borrow your office? I want to learn about Deng Xiang's situation with these two ladies there." Ling Fan said.
In this situation, it was not up to the person in charge to say no, otherwise he would be asking for trouble. He nodded obsequiously and said with a smile: "Yes, of course, you can use it for as long as you like."
After hearing the last two sentences of the person in charge, Ling Fan suddenly understood that there was something in his words. He couldn't help but smiled awkwardly and said, "Thank you, please call the two ladies to the office."
Suddenly Ling Fan felt a numbness in his calf. When he looked back, he saw Tian Yu tilting her head and whistling at the ceiling, pretending not to know.
"...Tianyu, come with me..." Ling Fan suddenly understood and shouted loudly.
"What are you shouting for? Huh! Even if you don't let me go, I will go too!" Tian Yu said coldly.
"..." Ling Fan felt speechless. Could it be that this was an ambiguous feeling.
The office of the person in charge of the nightclub is indeed different. It is completely opposite to the noisy situation outside. The sound insulation effect of the walls is very good, and the floor is covered with gray carpets. A long sky blue curtain hangs diagonally in front of the glass window.
The sunlight passes through the brown glass and is converted into coffee colors that disperse in the room, giving people a comfortable and soft feeling.
When Ling Fan walked into the office, he found that two people were already standing inside. When he saw their appearance clearly, Ling Fan couldn't help but sigh.