The driver and the two bodyguards on the passenger seat also got out.
The three bodyguards now ran to a convenience store about ten seconds away from the parking lot, and sat down at a table facing the street.
"Is it okay for us to stay so far away from Miss?" one person couldn't help but asked curiously.
The only lady left in the car...oh, and Master Qiu.
"Do you think Master Qiu will hurt Miss?" His companion asked angrily. The people in the car are all the heirs who are likely to take over the Song family in the future.
"That's not... or maybe it's good to be hurt in another sense?" The man chuckled and said, "I guess the old man would be happy to see Master Qiu take the young lady's blood."
"Go away." The person behind slapped this person on the back of the head, "When did you come to discuss the matter between the young lady and the young master? After you have eaten, go and watch outside! Although it is said that you are here
Outside the police station, but we can’t relax!”
"Hmm... rice noodles?" The bodyguard swallowed, and finally chose to go to the store clerk to order a cup of instant noodles.
To be honest, although many people in Songjiacun are Chinese or descendants of Chinese, their food since childhood has been South American. It’s not that Chinese food doesn’t taste good, but it’s just that they’re not used to it, and they still eat it continuously.
a certain food.
Instant noodles are different. The export of this stuff to foreign countries is quite crazy.
The Song family has mercenaries trained by a village behind their backs. They secretly carry out many dangerous missions on weekdays. Some soldiers of the Song family have failed in their actions and have been imprisoned in prisons by critical attack agencies in certain places. I heard that they are in prisons.
Noodles are still a hard currency in circulation, ranking alongside cigarettes and scented soap.
…
In the back seat of Alpha, Song Ying took small bites of rice. It was hard to see Miss Song eating like a lady, as if she was eating a meal carefully prepared by a Michelin three-star chef, but it took just a few bites.
Miss Song couldn't finish a third of the piece of rice that she could finish in a few minutes.
"Aren't you used to it?"
"No, I...I was just thinking about something." Song Ying shook her head, put down what she said, looked at Luo Qiu and said: "Today my people discovered that Gao Wen and Zhou Yusheng both went to your father's tomb.
.”
Luo Qiu frowned.
Song Ying said quickly: "My people were very careful and did not damage Uncle Luo Qi's tomb, don't worry! I also asked people to donate money to the management office and asked them to clean it every morning and evening!"
"I'm interested." Luo Qiu smiled slightly.
Song Ying said: "Your father is also a member of the Song family and my uncle. I should do this... By the way, your family doesn't live here, right? You're passing by or something... You're also here to investigate Zhou Yusheng.
?”
How could it be possible to pass by? Song Ying calmed down and thought about it carefully, and she probably understood the purpose of Luo Qiu's appearance here... But this damn guy still has some conscience and knows how to buy some food, hum!
"I can't say about the investigation." Luo Qiu shook his head slightly, "It's just that there are some people who you want to see, and you still have to see them after all."
Luo Qiu's mood seemed a little low. After saying this, he looked at the police station door outside the car window.
Song Ying hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked with bright eyes: "Luo Qiu, I want to ask you something."
"Just ask."
Song Ying moved her body and got closer, "I said hypothetically... Assuming the real murderer behind it is caught, what are you going to do?"
Luo Qiu withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Song Ying... He was very close, because the other party had moved his position, and the two of them were only one finger apart, and their eyes met.
Song Ying felt a sudden heat covering her face from the inside out, but she did not move and did not intend to retreat. "With the ability of my Song family, even if you want to shoot this murderer on the spot,
Even if you jump, we can ensure that you are fine and the next day will be business as usual... So, what do you think?"
"That's right, that's what I should be thinking." Luo Qiu whispered: "Based on the qualifications, I have the qualifications."
Song Ying was stunned... Qualifications?
Is this damn guy too calm?
"You...don't you want revenge?" Song Ying asked subconsciously.
Luo Qiu shook his head and said quietly: "For me, some things, once they are completed, the same thing is missing... However, if it is really needed and it is less, I will still make it less."
Song Ying looked at Luo Qiu in confusion, and suddenly made a move that surprised her and didn't regret it very much. She suddenly opened her hands and hugged Luo Qiu's head tightly.
Boss Luo was quite stunned at this moment, until he was completely close to the soft place on the other person's chest, and could hear the other person's heartbeat gradually accelerating.
Song Ying felt the heat wave on her face one after another, "It must be very uncomfortable... the enemy is obviously right in front of me. When I was a child, when my parents died tragically in front of me, I also felt this kind of discomfort. I knew it clearly.
Who is the murderer? But I am very young, really very young. Let alone revenge, I don’t even dare to kill a chicken. I don’t even dare to let my grandpa feel that I am in pain. I can only wrap myself up with a smile and innocence...
...I'm afraid they will feel even more sad because of me. I...I understand, but you don't have to pretend to be strong all the time...If you really feel uncomfortable, it's okay, I won't laugh at you."
The carriage suddenly became quiet... After Song Ying finished speaking, she could hear her own heartbeat clearly.
But Luo Qiu never spoke.
She just hugged him.
"Hello... hello? Why don't you say something?" Song Ying let out a few uncomfortable calls because her nose touched the other person's hair and it was itchy.
This guy...shouldn't he be asleep?
What kind of plot is this... There are levels of idiots, right? You were so energetic when you came here, you think you are the male protagonist of a shojo manga!!
My waist...
Song Ying kept complaining in her heart, but she wanted to push this guy away in her arms, but she couldn't bear to think about it... Maybe just like when she was a child, she only showed her dripping and painful emotions when no one was around.
?
Go to sleep, go to sleep, if you really fall asleep, I will admit it!
Song Ying raised her head and exhaled slowly. She was definitely about to sneeze when she lowered her head...
But as she looked at the roof of the car, her eyes suddenly became blurred, and some strange sights flashed through her eyes like flashes of light.
She saw a prosperous city, which was even more prosperous than any other international metropolis in the world. Hundred-story buildings could be seen everywhere, and vehicles suspended on rails in the sky crisscrossed the city.
Passed by in a flash.
She saw the war-spreading land again, as if she had returned to the era sixty or seventy years ago.
Another flash passed by.
The sky is gloomy, countless huge factories are emitting thick smoke, and the world seems to be dyed with a layer of gray. People lower their heads and walk in an orderly manner without making any deviation or saying a word. The world is moving. The world is moving.
It's also quiet.
Suddenly, a ferocious beast jumped over a wall tens of meters high, flew down from above, and rushed towards Song Ying. Its open mouth was the most terrifying thing she had ever seen.
Song Ying subconsciously exclaimed, feeling cold all over her body... Finally, she saw the off-white leather on the roof of the car again.
Luo Qiu opened his eyes in an instant... Dimension.
At the same time, those flashing things disappeared in front of Song Ying's eyes... It seemed as if something was pulling her back. She lowered her head subconsciously, and what she saw were Luo Qiu's calm eyes.
.
"I...what's wrong with me?" Song Ying asked subconsciously.
Luo Qiu said: "You suddenly screamed."
Song Ying frowned, feeling a dizzy feeling in her brain, and even a faint pain... She shook her head, "Maybe I was distracted, my mind suddenly became chaotic, and I saw some strange things.
There's nothing wrong with the thing... I guess it's because I didn't get enough sleep."
Luo Qiu pondered, stared at Song Ying seriously, and said, "Have you ever encountered this kind of situation before?"
This made Song Ying lower her head subconsciously, "I don't remember... I guess not."
He seems to be quite concerned...
"Then get more rest." Luo Qiu nodded, "Leave surveillance work to professionals."
"I'll watch." Song Ying nodded.
"It's getting late, I'll go back first." Luo Qiu said hello, got out of the car, and looked at Song Ying before leaving, "Thank you for letting me have a peaceful sleep."
"Just think of it as repaying it to you!" Song Ying said calmly, "Didn't you sleep with me last time? One person per person, it's even!"
Luo Qiu smiled, "The perfume smells good."
The corners of Miss Song's lips raised slightly, and she smiled... After that, Miss Ying lay down on the driver's seat in front, looked at Rocky who was gradually going away in front of the windshield, and muttered: "There are some praiseworthy people in this dead man's head."
Well……"
"Miss, Master Qiu is gone?" The bodyguard dared to come back now.
Song Ying said angrily: "You are blind, can't you see?"
The bodyguard looked at the other bodyguard, and the other bodyguard looked at the third bodyguard... and said nothing.
"By the way, find me the nearest beauty salon, I need someone to massage it for you..." Song Ying sat down holding her waist, "I'm so exhausted...my waist.
"
The bodyguard looked at the other bodyguard, and the other bodyguard looked at the third bodyguard, and then there was a thump in his throat.
Tired?
My waist... my waist is tired?!
Master Qiu turns out to be so fierce... so big, right here on the street?
"Understood!" The bodyguard nodded quickly, "Miss, thank you for your hard work!"
"??"
…
…
In the dark alley, two men wearing black suits and carrying suitcases greeted them: Liu Minghao and Wei Zidao.
Liu Minghao himself was a bit of a germaphobe, and he had been covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief ever since he walked into the alley. As for Wei Zidao, a warning cordon was put up at the entrance of the alley.
"Brother Hao, we've blocked you from the front and back. No one should be able to break in." Wei Zidao walked back quickly.
Liu Minghao looked at the ground, "Qian Er, the place where he was beaten should be here... Let's start work."
Wei Zidao nodded and began to take out some bottles, cans, and a bronze mirror from the suitcase.
Someone once thought that if they could go back to the scene of the murder, they could directly see the perpetrator and the process of the murder. In this way, many unsolved cases could be effectively solved, and unjust, false, and wrongful convictions would not even occur.
But this is just an untrue assumption... How can you go back in time?
According to the theory of relativity, as long as you are faster than light...for now, it is still wishful thinking.
Having said this, it does not hinder people's imagination in building the future. Human beings are indeed the most imaginative and creative species in the world, especially after being exposed to Taoism, a unique way of using energy.
The Administration has developed another means of tracing.
At this time, Wei Zidao sprinkled the contents of the bottle around, then sat cross-legged on the ground, then cut his finger with a knife, and dripped three drops of blood on the bronze mirror.
The blood was quickly absorbed by the bronze mirror... and the bronze mirror suddenly turned into pure black.
Liu Minghao was not idle at this moment. Instead, he walked behind Wei Zidao and put his palms against him.
Wei Zidao closed his eyes tightly at this moment, and the bronze mirror he was holding in his hands began to vibrate slightly... A bright light suddenly appeared on the pure black mirror.
There is no bright spot, just a small one... After that, the second bright spot appears, but it is in another place on the mirror surface.
Little bright spots began to appear, and they were randomly distributed at different positions on the surface of the bronze mirror. The ones closer to the center were brighter, while those at the edges were dim.
After that, Wei Zidao slowly opened his eyes, his face was pale and he was sweating profusely, "Brother Hao, it's... a total of fifty-nine different scents passed through this alley in the past few days."
Liu Minghao nodded, "To be precise, we only need to investigate fifty-four auras."
Wei Zidao nodded, which naturally included Qian Er, Chang Xiao and others.
"Fifty-four people." Liu Minghao muttered at this time: "Although it is a bit more, it is still much better than finding a needle in a haystack... Let's start with this."
In the alley, the iron door slowly opened in a flash, and a young man wearing a waiter's uniform came out carrying two bags of garbage. If anyone is easiest to come to this place, it is naturally the employees of the bar next to it.
When Wei Zidao saw this, he got up directly.
Liu Minghao smiled slightly at this time and said: "You should take a rest, I also know hypnosis."
"What do you want to do?" The bartender couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw the two men walking towards him, but before he could make any further reaction, he felt his eyes go dark and lost consciousness...
…
…
When the elevator door opened, there happened to be a fashionably dressed man standing outside the door... Zhou Yusheng frowned and took a look, it was his neighbor.
This man probably planned to go out, but it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening before he went out. He probably wasn't going to any serious place...
"Uh...Hello, Officer Zhou." The man said hello quickly, then walked into the elevator with his head lowered, seeming a little scared.
Zhou Yusheng simply nodded and walked out of the elevator.
The man pressed the elevator button and suddenly said: "Officer Zhou...are you okay? Are you at home these days?"
"It's nothing." Zhou Yusheng said calmly: "A cabinet at home is broken. I will dismantle it and repair it. I won't disturb you."
"No...no." The man nodded.
Repairing cabinets? Only a ghost can believe it... I don't know that this guy doesn't go home on weekdays, but he makes banging noises when he comes home. I don't know what he is doing.
However, Zhou Yusheng often came home drunk in the past. After returning home, he would quarrel with his wife, and would even break things in the house... As a neighbor, this was not surprising.
It's just that in the past three or two years since I came here, it seems that similar situations haven't happened for a long time. Zhou Yusheng also doesn't come home every three days... On the contrary, his wife and son haven't come back for a long time.
Later I heard that his wife had moved out with their son, and it seemed that she was divorced or something.
…
After opening the door and turning on the lights at home, Zhou Yusheng pinched the center of his eyebrows... What he saw was a noisy living room.
It fell to the ground, the broken coffee table, the TV also fell to the ground, the sofa even tilted to the side, and there were fallen things everywhere.
Zhou Yusheng closed the door, sighed, walked in, and picked up a decoration on the ground. He seemed to want to put it somewhere, but when he saw... there was no place to put it, he threw it back casually.
Got to the ground.
He covered his face with his hands, wiped it vigorously, then turned off the light, walked to the sofa, sat down, raised his head and closed his eyes.
The room was eerily quiet.
In the darkness, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air...appearing quietly.
Looking at Zhou Yusheng, who had a beard all over his face and even smelled like alcohol, Luo Qiu's eyes gradually turned cold, and his palm slowly stretched out... and slowly reached to Zhou Yusheng's neck.
He pinched it with five fingers.
Once again, the boss's left eye turned into chaos...but this time it was controlled very well, and it didn't bring about the same terrifying vision as last time.
But even so, everything around him still floated little by little.
Zhou Yusheng still didn't open his eyes, even though he looked painful at this moment.
The pain of suffocation finally activated Zhou Yusheng's instinct... He kicked his feet wildly, put his hands on his neck, and just grasped the palm that was holding him tight.
Finally... Luo Qiu's palms loosened little by little.
He breathed out slowly, Zhou Yusheng's expression began to soften, and he fainted... The floating things in the living room gradually fell down.
Luo Qiu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had returned to normal.
He opened his palms, and a cloud of black energy overflowed from his palms... Luo Qiu grasped it and dispersed it.
He also sat down and sat next to Zhou Yusheng... and slowly closed his eyes.
…
Zhou Yusheng had a dream at this time.
A dream that he really wanted to forget but didn't dare to forget. He had been hiding it every day and night for nearly four years.
Everyone in the police car was wearing full armor.
"...The gangsters have a lot of weapons, repeat, the gangsters have a lot of weapons!!"
At this time, the intercom in the car kept hearing calls for support...
