"Come on, I was looking at him a few days ago." Ali glanced at the middle of the dance floor and whispered, "Did you see the one in the orange tank top? She is in love with Brother Liu, who is Hua Zi."
Liu Chao, they are quite close now."
Duanmo moved his eyes and saw a man and woman in the center of the dance floor. The woman was wearing an orange suspender top, a black lace hip-covering skirt underneath, and a pair of high heels that were ten centimeters high. Her body was pressed against the man's body, her hands
They were holding each other's neck and were swaying to the music. Looking at the posture of the two of them, it looked more like flirting than dancing.
"Her name is Meng Ying, and she is a relatively open-minded person in the new world." Ali said with disdain on her face, "Normally, the women who come here are all here to make money. But some of them only want to accompany the dancers.
Just like me, some people can do anything as long as they give money. I heard that she used to work in nightclubs, and her skills are better than ordinary people, so she earns more than others."
Lu Wuchuan, who had been leaning leisurely on the sofa, straightened up, put the cup in his hand on the glass coffee table, and snorted coldly: "Little sister, I told you not to associate with that woman a long time ago, but you didn't listen. Now I believe it."
Alright?"
Duan Mo knitted her brows into a knot and muttered: "She didn't have anything written on her face. I thought she just liked dancing. Who knew she could do such a thing?"
As he said this, he was thinking in his mind that among the men who had been found to have frequent contact with the missing dancer, there seemed to be no one named Liu Chao.
"Okay, avoid her from now on. You are not a child anymore. Don't be indiscriminate and make friends randomly." Lu Wuchuan scolded.
Then he said to Ali: "To tell you the truth, my sister went to Li Chunhua's house to play and met her so-called boyfriend. Later he gave my sister something, but the little girl was short-sighted and accepted it. If that
If the man named Liu comes again, please give me a call and we will find out if it is the same person. If so, return the things to him."
Ali looked hesitant: "Isn't this... bad?"
"Don't worry, I will definitely not tell others that you told us. Besides..." Lu Wuchuan paused for a moment and emphasized his tone, "I can't let your help go in vain."
"That's it." That's what Ali was waiting for, and happily wrote down Lu Wuchuan's mobile phone number.
After leaving the New World Ballroom, the sky outside had already darkened.
After getting in the car, Duanmo patted his chest and let out a long breath: "Brother Lu, can you say hello in advance next time and don't push me out directly, okay?"
Lu Wuchuan did not leave in a hurry, but looked at her sideways and said, "Isn't this great? You are just telling lies."
"I'm very nervous, okay!" Duanmo pouted, "Have you ever thought about what if I don't react and I get dressed?"
"It doesn't matter, this is not the only way." Lu Wuchuan shrugged, "Besides, I didn't expect to get anything out of her before. I didn't expect that she knows a lot."
This is really what happened. Who would have thought that you could get so much useful information out of just a casual chat.
Duanmo asked again: "Do you think you can believe what Ali said to us?"
"She doesn't know Liu Chao very well, so she can't keep any secrets for him." Lu Wuchuan said, "As long as there is money to be made, she will convince herself to believe whatever we say."
"Then do you think what she said is credible?"
"At least it won't all be fake. Anyway, there are no clues for the time being, so let's just hold on to this thread first."
Two days later, Lu Wuchuan actually received a call from Ali, saying that Liu Chao was here.
It was around two o'clock in the afternoon, the winter sunshine was just right, but the New World Ballroom was still dark.
"The one dancing with Meng Ying is Liu Chao." Ali cooed in the direction of the dance floor.
Under the flickering spotlights, a man and a woman were slow dancing. The woman was none other than the Meng Ying I saw that day. She was wearing a V-neck dress today, and the short skirt could barely cover it. The man’s big hands were
The hem of her skirt wandered around, and at the same time, she didn't know what was said in her ear, causing her to hook the man's neck tighter.
After dancing a few songs, the two took the cotton-padded jackets they had stored and left together.
Lu Wuchuan gave Ali a hundred yuan and left the New World Ballroom with Duanmo.
Liu Chao stopped a taxi, opened the door in a gentlemanly manner, let Meng Ying sit in, and then went around to the other side to get in the car.
Not far away, a girl was holding up a mobile phone, pouting and scissoring hands, posing in various poses to take selfies. He glanced at it and snickered secretly that it was winter, there was no good scenery here, what was there to take pictures of?
I don’t know if it’s childishness or narcissism.
As the taxi drove away, Duanmo stuffed his phone back into his pocket, put his hands to his mouth to breathe in the heat, and complained to the man hiding under the big tree on the roadside: "My hands are almost frozen!"
Let yourself act like a little fool and take selfies in the street, but he can't hide. It's really bullying.
Lu Wuchuan put his hands in his trouser pockets and turned them out leisurely: "I haven't counted nine yet, why is it so cold?"
"The lowest temperature is minus 20 degrees, brother!"
"Don't make excuses for your poor physical condition. Take the time to do more physical training. You're dressed like a bear and it's still too cold."
Duanmo twitched the corner of her mouth twice. She was just wearing a long, thick down jacket. Why did she look like a bear?
There was a beverage shop on the roadside near the parking space. She ran over and bought two cups of milk tea, returned to the car and handed one cup to Lu Wuchuan.
Facing his doubtful eyes, she said: "Here, take it, the caramel one."
"The calories are too high, and drinking it will make you gain weight easily. I don't want to be like that." As he finished speaking, Lu Wuchuan's eyes glanced at the pendant on Duanmo's bag, which was a plush teddy bear.
Having said that, he took the milk tea and took a sip. Although it was a little too sweet, it tasted pretty good.
Duanmo took a deep breath, and the fragrance of tea and milk spread between her lips and teeth, and she felt a sense of happiness. She squinted her eyes, like a satiated kitten.
After the hot tea entered her stomach along her esophagus and her whole body felt warm, she slowly spoke: "Officer Lu, do you know that you will have no friends if you do this?"
"What's wrong with me?" Lu Wuchuan controlled the steering wheel and passed by a car.
After thinking about it, Duanmo still didn't dare to say the word "venomous tongue", so he used a euphemistic way of saying: "Don't be so straight, it will hurt people's self-esteem."
"Is your self-esteem made of glass? So fragile? I don't know how you grew so big."
"You don't care how I grow up!"
"Are you angry? I didn't mean to say that you, a little girl, would have no friends if you have such a bad temper."
"You...you...you..."
Duanmo said the word "you" three times in a row, and was just thinking about what to say back when he heard the poisonous tongue man sigh softly: "Frustrated? It seems that your temper is not as bad as usual. How can you be better from now on!"