Chapter five hundred and seventy third was arrested
The next morning, in a hotel suite.
"Oh my grass, my head hurts so hard that I drink this wine. I'm lying, my son, I won't drink so much wine again, it's so deadly." Wang Xuanzhen lay on the bed, sticking her butt and lit a cigarette
He took a few deep breaths and kicked Xiangque with his feet: "Get up, let's go down and eat some porridge and drink some milk, fill your stomach, otherwise you won't be able to withstand it, your head hurts too much."
"Don't slap me, I'll sleep again," Xiangque said unhappily with his head covered.
"Sleep a few times, get up and go to dinner with me. I didn't eat the fried noodles last night. I was so hungry that I screamed. If I don't eat in the morning, I should have lost all the fat." Wang Xuanzhen got up from the bed and condoms.
After putting on the clothes, he said, "If you can't get up, I'll go to the toilet and pour all the water on you. Hurry up."
"Brother, I'm so fucking convinced. I'm really convinced that it's only over six o'clock that morning." Xiang Que looked at his phone. It was just over six o'clock. He drank a lot last night and was now in a dizzy state.
Woolen cloth.
"Spiritual, just have some food." Wang Xuanzhen and Xiang Que got up and cleaned up a little, pushed open the door and went to the restaurant. The door just opened, just as they met the scarred man who had come out last night.
"Haha, guys get up so early, too?"
"Yeah," the scarred man hummed expressionlessly, put his hand in his pocket and walked towards the elevator alone, Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen also followed.
None of the three people in the elevator said anything. Xiang Que stood side by side with him and looked at each other roughly. Last night, the light was bad and he drank a lot of wine in the bar, so he didn't look at the person carefully.
This scar-faced man looks quite ordinary, but the scar on his face adds a sense of fierceness, with his barbarian eyebrows connected to the heart, and his flesh is horizontal, which is commonly known as a face full of flesh.
He is not too tall and is over 1.7 meters tall. He is quite ordinary, but what is more alternative? That is his eyes, his eyes are concave and deep, and his eyes have a bit of a pupil.
Xiang Que was slightly stunned after seeing his eyes. The chances of appearing with double pupils are very low. There are not many double pupils recorded from ancient times to the present, but any recorded eyes have double pupils.
The people are either knowledgeable bachelors or a bloody hero of a generation, very extreme two types of people.
In modern society, this is the first time Xiang Que has seen this person, so he is a little curious. Maybe he is afraid that people will see their eyes with their eyes, and most scar-faced men look at the ground with their heads down.
In the elevator, no one of the three of them spoke. After leaving the elevator, they ordered some breakfast after they arrived at the restaurant. Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen sat with the scar-faced man quite familiar.
Seeing that the scarred man seemed to be unwilling to speak, he only ate the meal one by one, chewing slowly and swallowing slowly. Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen didn't pay much attention to him and started chatting casually while eating. More than ten
After a minute, I felt better after drinking a bowl of porridge and a cup of hot milk.
"I'll pack some pickles and porridge rice for Brother Jiang and Fan Wang to bring them back. They both drank a lot of them and they probably would get up after a while. They were just a little delicious." Wang Xuanzhen bought two more breakfasts in the restaurant.
The man took the elevator back to the upper floor.
"Ding" As soon as the elevator door of the three of them was riding opened, they heard the elevator next to them also opened, and many people walked out in a hurry.
"The first group of 608, the second group of 609, the suspect was in the room and rushed in after swiping the door card." Someone seemed to have given a few quick instructions as soon as he left the elevator.
"Wait" the scar-faced man stood near the elevator door. From his direction, he could see many people coming out of the elevator next to him and heading straight to the room over there.
"608····It sounds so familiar." Wang Xuanzhen blinked and asked a little confused.
"Cao, wasn't we living in this room last night? What's going on?" Xiang Que also asked a little confused.
"Ding" the scarred man closed the elevator again, changed the number of floors and went up to the seventh floor. After reaching the first floor, the three people came out.
"It seems something happened. Someone came to arrest us? He took out the gun, so he was the police?" Wang Xuanzhen asked in a confused manner: "I'm a fucking mistake. Why did we catch us? He even took out the gun, so he was the criminal police team.
It's not the police station's rounds check-ups, what's going on?"
"We just arrived in the capital. If you ask me what happened, I wouldn't know." Xiang Que shook his head angrily.
The scar-faced man said calmly: "Stop talking, stop talking."
The three of them walked down the stairs from the seventh floor, but were not taking the elevator. When they arrived at the entrance of the stairs, they stretched their necks into the corridor and saw Lin Jiang and Fan Wang wearing shorts in confusion, being given to them by four people from the room.
They were taken out, and the two of them had eye poops on their eyes, and their eyes were very confused. They seemed to have not figured out why they were scolded by the police when they were sleeping.
"Go ahead, hurry up, go down, don't show your head." The scarred man responded very quickly and pushed towards Que and Wang Xuanzhen. The three of them quickly ran towards the bottom of the stairs.
Before they could run far away, they heard someone in the corridor saying, "The six or eight people are not here, but the salute is inside. It is obvious that the people have just left. I searched in the hotel, and a group quickly went to the surveillance room to adjust the surveillance to see them.
Have you left?”
"Ding, Ding, Ding..." Xiangque and the others ran out of the first floor at a very fast speed, and did not walk out of the hall, but found the back door and crawled out.
After leaving the hotel, the three of them ran wildly, running until they crossed two streets and entered an alley before they stopped panting.
"Can anyone tell me that life in the capital is so sad? I just came here and slept for a night, and the police brought guns to arrest people? What's my fucking identity? I was arrested when I entered Beijing." Wang Xuan was really angry.
He kicked the corner with his feet and looked very ugly.
"I'm just saying, this place is right and wrong." Xiang Que squatted on the ground smoking, smoking a cigarette, and then looked up at the scarred man and showed his intention to ask.
"You were clicked last night," the scarred man reminded him lightly.
"Last night?" Wang Xuanzhen scratched her head in confusion and said, "Didn't you just come to drink in the bar?"
"I've had a battle. Look at your memory, there are two footprints and blood on your clothes." Xiang Que pointed at Wang Xuanzhen's clothes.
Fatty Wang lowered his head and found that there were two faint footprints on his chest with a few drops of dried blood on it: "Dry it, have you started to do it? The wine is so drunk that he has lost my memory."
Xiang Que bounced the ashes and frowned and said, "I haven't run away. It must have been troubled in the bar last night. Otherwise, why would the police arrest people one day after they arrived in the capital?"
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