Na Hanjue also lay down next to her, hugged her, and kissed her forehead in a completely protective manner, "Be good, sleep well, whoever dares to owe you, I will help you get it back every cent!"
Qingge stopped talking and closed her eyes, but she was worried and couldn't fall asleep.
Not long after, the sound of Nahanjue's even breathing came from beside her.
She quietly opened her eyes and slowly traced his face.
He slept soundly, and the coldness and fierceness just now had all disappeared. His curled eyelashes were as long as a brush on his flawless face, and against the thin lips that were as pale pink as cherry blossoms, he looked really attractive.
The soul-crushing monster!
Qingge sighed, such a cold and ruthless person, actually looks so charming and good-looking... Such... a contradiction, when he opens his eyes, he is a hellish Asura, and when he closes his eyes, he is a male vixen who only seduces people.
Meeting such a man, is it his fault or her calamity?
The next day, Qingge was awakened by Lan's cry.
Nahanjue went out as quickly as possible and talked to Lan in a low voice. Qingge still woke up. She vaguely heard Lan say that another murder had occurred in Beicheng, and the deceased was still a young and beautiful girl in her prime.
Qing Ge frowned, didn't Tang Yuebai get rid of those scum of the Tang Sect? Why would there still be murders?
When Nahanjue came back, he saw that Qingge had already sat up from the bed, took her in his arms, and kissed her gently on the forehead, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Qingge shook her head, "Another girl died."
Na Hanjue nodded, "I want to go and see, you..." "I want to go too!" There was no room for refutation in his tone.
She is also a young girl. If possible, she is willing to do something for those girls who died innocently.
"Wash up, eat something, let's go together!" He smoothed the messy hair on her shoulders and went to use another bathroom.
After simply eating some breakfast, the two of them went straight to the location of the accident in Beicheng.
From a distance, Qingge saw Zhuo Yilin, who was directing the police to look around. He was dressed in casual clothes and still handsome and upright, but he could not hide the deep tiredness in his eyebrows. He looked like he had been busy for a long time.
She and Na Hanjue got out of the car. Zhuo Yilin also saw them and strode over to greet them. Na Hanjue reached back and Doraemon Blue handed a sealed can of soy milk into Na Hanjue's hand. Na Hanjue threw it to
Zhuo Yilin, Zhuo Yilin drank it all in three gulps and threw the empty can back to Lan, who threw the empty can into a nearby trash can.
Not a word was said between the three of them, but all their movements were extremely natural and smooth, as if this was the most normal way of getting along between them.
Inexplicably, Qingge felt a warm feeling flowing in her heart.
"Any clues?" Na Hanjue asked Zhuo Yilin.
"The method is exactly the same as before. He raped first and then killed. It was obviously done by the same group of people." Zhuo Yilin's eyes were as cold as arrows. Qingge had no doubt that if the murderer was in front of him now, he would definitely kill him.
The murderer skinned and cut out the flesh and cut the body into thousands of pieces.
"It seems that there are still fish that have slipped through the net." Na Hanjue said calmly.
Qingge remembered the night when she and Na Hanjue went out to make bait. The so-called "boss" said that there were seven of them doing this. Tang Yuebai killed five of them that night, leaving two.
Could it be those two people who did it? It’s just that she couldn’t figure it out. It was just two people, and they committed the crime against the wind. How could they be so bold?
Crazy?
"Any ideas?" Zhuo Yilin lowered his head and clenched his hands.
