The driver and the two bodyguards in the front passenger seat also got out of the car.
The three bodyguards ran to a convenience store not far from the car — about ten seconds away. They found a table facing the street and sat down.
"Is it okay for us to be so far away from Miss?" one of them asked curiously.
Only Miss … Oh, and Master Qiu were left in the car.
"Do you think Master Qiu will hurt Miss?" His companion asked angrily — the people in the car were likely to take over the Song family in the future.
"Not really … Or, in another sense, it's not bad to hurt him?" The bodyguard chuckled. "I think Old Master Qiu will be happy to see Master Qiu take Miss's blood."
"F * ck off." The person behind slapped him on the back of the head. "Since when is it your business to discuss Miss and Young Master's matters! After finishing his meal, he went outside to keep watch! Although we're outside the police station, we can't relax! "
"Um … Is it rice?" the bodyguard swallowed his saliva and finally chose to ask for a cup of instant noodles from the shop assistant.
To be honest, although many people in the Song family village were Chinese or descendants of Chinese, they had been eating South American food since they were young. It wasn't that Chinese food tasted bad, but they couldn't get used to it. Moreover, they had to eat the same food continuously.
Instant noodles, on the other hand, were different. This thing was pretty popular overseas.
The Song Family had mercenaries trained in the village behind their backs. They carried out many dangerous missions in secret. Some of the Song Family's warriors failed their missions and were locked up in prison. It was said that instant noodles were a hard currency in prison, and their status was on par with cigarettes and perfumed soap.
…
In the back seat of the Alpha, Song Ying was taking small bites of porridge. It was rare to see Miss Song eating in such a ladylike manner, as if she was eating a delicacy meticulously prepared by a three-star Michelin chef. A piece of porridge could be finished in a few bites, but Miss Song could not even finish one-third of it in a few minutes.
"Not used to it?"
"No, I … I'm just thinking about something." Song Ying shook her head and put it down. She looked at Luoqiu and said, "Today, my men discovered that Gao Wen and Zhou Yusheng both went to your father's grave."
Luoqiu frowned.
Song Ying hurriedly said, "My people are very careful. They didn't destroy Uncle Luo Qi's tomb. Don't worry! I even asked someone to donate money to the management office so that they have to clean it up every morning and night! "
"Thank you." Luoqiu smiled.
Song Ying said, "Your father is a member of the Song family after all. He's also my uncle. It's only right for me to do this … By the way, your family doesn't live here, right? I was just passing by … Are you here to investigate Zhou Yusheng too? "
How could they pass by on the way? Song Ying calmed down and thought about it carefully. She roughly understood why Luoqiu was here … But this bastard still had some conscience. He knew to buy some food. Hmph!
"I can't say for sure." Luoqiu shook his head slightly. "It's just that I have to meet some people in the end."
Luoqiu seemed to be in low spirits. After saying this, he looked out of the car window at the entrance of the police station.
Song Ying hesitated for a moment. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she asked, "Luoqiu, I have something to ask you."
"Go ahead."
Song Ying moved closer. "I'm just saying hypothetically … Suppose the real culprit is caught. What do you plan to do?"
Luoqiu retracted his gaze and turned to look at Song Ying … They were very close to each other. Because the other party had moved, the distance between them was less than a finger's length. Their eyes met.
Song Ying only felt a sudden heat covering her face from the inside out. But she didn't move, nor did she intend to retreat. "With the Song family's ability, even if you want to shoot the culprit on the spot, we can guarantee that you'll be fine. The next day will be the same as usual … So, what do you think?"
"That's right. What should I think?" Luoqiu whispered. "According to qualifications, I have the qualifications."
Song Ying was stunned … Qualifications?
This bastard, is he too calm?
"You … Don't you want revenge?" Song Ying asked subconsciously.
Luoqiu shook his head and said faintly, "For me, there are some things that are missing when one is done … However, if it's really needed less, I'll still make it less."
Song Ying looked at Luoqiu confusedly. Suddenly, she did something that surprised her but she didn't regret — She suddenly opened her hands and hugged Luoqiu's head tightly.
Boss Luo was quite astonished at this moment. Until he completely clung to the soft part of her chest, he could hear her gradually accelerating heartbeat.
Song Ying only felt waves of heat on her face. "It must be very uncomfortable … The enemy is clearly in front of you. When I was a child, when my parents died tragically in front of me, I also felt this uncomfortable. I know who the culprit is, but I was very young, really young. Not to mention revenge, I didn't even dare to kill a chicken. I didn't even dare to let grandpa feel that I was in pain. I could only cover myself with a smile and innocence … I was afraid that they would be sadder because of me. I … I understand, but you don't have to pretend to be strong … If it's really uncomfortable, it's okay, I won't laugh at you. "
The car suddenly became quiet … After Song Ying finished speaking, she could hear her own heartbeat clearly.
But Luoqiu didn't say anything.
She just hugged him like this.
"Hey … Hey? Can't you at least say something? " Song Ying called out softly with some discomfort — the discomfort was because her nose touched his hair, it was itchy.
This fellow … Could it be that he had fallen asleep?
What kind of plot is this … There's a level of idiocy, okay? You were so energetic when you came, do you think you're the male lead of a shōjo manga!
[My waist …]
Complaining in her heart, Song Ying wanted to push the fellow in her arms away, but the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't bear to do so … Perhaps it was just like when she was young, she would only show her painful emotions when there was no one around?
Sleep, sleep, if you really fall asleep, I'll accept it!
Song Ying raised her head and slowly exhaled. If she lowered her head, she would definitely sneeze …
But when she looked at the roof of the car, her eyes suddenly blurred, and some strange scenes flashed by like flashes of light.
She saw a bustling city, the degree of prosperity even surpassed all the international metropolises in the world. She saw hundreds of tall buildings everywhere, and cars suspended in the air.
It flashed by.
She saw the land covered in the flames of war, as if she had returned to the era of sixty or seventy years ago.
It flashed by again.
The sky was gloomy, countless huge factories were emitting thick smoke, and the world seemed to be dyed with a layer of gray. People lowered their heads, walking in an orderly manner, without any deviation, without saying a word. The world was moving, and the world was silent.
Suddenly, a ferocious giant beast jumped over the wall that was tens of meters high, and swooped down from above, pouncing towards Song Ying. Its bloody mouth was the most terrifying thing she had ever seen.
Song Ying subconsciously cried out in alarm, only to feel cold all over … Finally, she saw the beige leather roof of the car.
Luoqiu instantly opened his eyes … Dimension.
At the same time, those things that flashed by disappeared in front of Song Ying's eyes … It was as if something was pulling her back. She subconsciously lowered her head, and saw Luoqiu's calm eyes.
"I … What happened to me?" Song Ying subconsciously asked.
Luoqiu said, "You suddenly screamed."
Song Ying frowned, only to feel a little dizzy, and even a faint swelling pain … She shook her head, "Maybe I was distracted, my brain was suddenly in a mess, and I saw some strange things … It's nothing, maybe I didn't get enough sleep."
Luoqiu muttered, and stared at Song Ying seriously, "Have you encountered such a situation before?"
This made Song Ying subconsciously lower her head, "I don't remember … I don't think so."
He seemed to be quite concerned …
"Then rest more." Luoqiu nodded, "Surveillance work like this, leave it to the professionals."
"I'll watch." Song Ying nodded.
"It's getting late, I'll go back first." Luoqiu said goodbye, got out of the car, and looked at Song Ying before leaving, "Thank you for letting me have a good sleep."
"I'll treat it as returning it to you!" Song Ying said indifferently, "Didn't you sleep with me last time? One time each, we're even now! "
Luoqiu smiled, "The perfume tastes good."
The corners of Miss Song's mouth curled up into a smile … After that, Miss Ying leaned on the driver's seat in front of her, watching Luo Qi gradually disappear in front of the windshield, muttering, "Even a dead man can praise people …"
"Miss, Master Qiu left?" The bodyguard didn't dare to come back until now.
Song Ying said grumpily, "Are you blind, can't you see it?"
The bodyguard looked at the other bodyguard, and the other bodyguard looked at the third one … They just looked at each other without speaking.
"By the way, find me the nearest beauty salon, I want to find someone to give you a massage …" Song Ying sat down with her hands on her waist, "I'm so tired … My waist."
The bodyguard looked at the other bodyguard, and the other bodyguard looked at the third one, and then gulped.
Tired?
Waist … Waist is tired?!
So, Young Master Qiu is so fierce … He came here on the street?
"Got it!" The bodyguard nodded quickly, "Miss, you've worked hard!"
“？？”
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…
In the dark alley, two men wearing black suits and carrying suitcases appeared. They were Liu Minghao and Wei Zidao.
Liu Minghao was a bit of a neat freak. Since he walked into the alley, he had been covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief. As for Wei Zidao, now he pulled a cordon at the entrance of the alley.
"Brother Hao, the front and back are blocked, no one should 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 get to work."
Wei Zidao nodded, and began to take out some bottles, jars and a bronze mirror from the suitcase.
Some people once thought that if they could go back to the scene of the murder, they would be able to directly see the murderer and the process of the murder. In this way, many unsolved cases could be effectively solved, and there wouldn't even be cases that were wrongly accused.
But this was just an unrealistic assumption … How could you go back in time?
According to the theory of relativity, as long as you were faster than light … At present, it was still wishful thinking.
That said, it didn't hinder people's imagination to build the future — Human beings were indeed the most imaginative and creative species in the world, especially after they came into contact with the strange way of using energy, such as Taoist magic arts.
The Administration had developed another method of tracking.
At this time, Wei Zidao sprinkled the contents of the bottle around, and then sat on the ground with his legs crossed. Then he 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 … The bronze mirror suddenly became pure black.
Liu Minghao didn't stay idle at this time, but walked behind Wei Zidao, and put his palm on it.
Wei Zidao's eyes were closed at this time, and the bronze mirror in his hands began to shake slightly … A little light suddenly appeared on the pure black mirror.
There was no bright spot, just a small one … After that, the second bright spot appeared, but it was on the other side of the mirror.
The bright spots began to appear little by little, and they were distributed on different positions of the bronze mirror irregularly. The closer to the center, the brighter, and the dim spots on the edge.
After that, Wei Zidao slowly opened his eyes, and his face was pale and sweaty, "Brother Hao, it's done … There are a total of 59 different breaths that passed through this alley in these days."
Liu Minghao nodded, "To be precise, we only need to investigate 54 breaths."
Wei Zidao nodded, including Qian Er, Chang Xiao and a few others.
"54 people." Liu Minghao murmured at this time, "Although it's a lot, it's much better than looking for a needle in a haystack … Let's start with this."
In the alley, an iron door slowly opened, and a young man in a waiter's uniform came out with two bags of garbage — If there was anyone who could easily come to this place, of course, it was the staff of the bar next to it.
Wei Zidao saw this, and directly got up.
Liu Minghao smiled at this time, "Take a rest, I also know hypnotism."
"What do you want to do?" Seeing the two men coming towards him, the waiter couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but before he could do more, he felt darkness in front of his eyes and lost consciousness …
…
…
When the elevator door opened, there happened to be a fashionably dressed man standing outside the door … Zhou Yusheng frowned and glanced at him, this was his neighbor.
This man should be planning to go out, but it was almost 11 pm, so he probably wasn't going to a proper place …
"Uh … Hello, Officer Zhou." The man quickly greeted him, and then walked into the elevator with his head lowered, as if he was 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 all right? Are you at home these days? "
"Nothing." Zhou Yusheng said indifferently, "A cabinet at home is broken, I took it down and fixed it. Did I disturb you?"
"No … No." The man nodded.
Fixed the cabinet? Who would believe that … This guy usually didn't come home, but whenever he came home, he would make a noise. God knows what the hell he was doing.
But Zhou Yusheng used to come home drunk, and after coming home, he would quarrel with his wife, and sometimes even fight, breaking things in the house … As a neighbor, he was already used to it.
But in the past two or three years, this kind of situation didn't seem to happen for a long time. Zhou Yusheng also didn't come home for two or three days … But his wife and son didn't come back for a long time.
Later, it was said that his wife moved out with his son, and it seemed that they had divorced.
…
Opening the door and turning on the lights, Zhou Yusheng pinched his eyebrows … What he saw was a mess in the living room.
The coffee table was broken, the TV was also on the ground, and even the sofa was tilted to one side. Things were everywhere.
Zhou Yusheng closed the door, sighed, and walked in. He picked up an ornament on the ground and seemed to want to put it somewhere, but when he looked … there was no place to put it, so he casually threw it back on the ground.
He covered his face with both hands and wiped it hard. Then, he turned off the lights, walked to the sofa, and sat down. He raised his head and closed his eyes.
The room was terribly quiet.
In the darkness, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air … silently.
Looking at the bearded Zhou Yusheng who smelled of alcohol, Luoqiu's eyes gradually turned cold. He slowly reached out his hand … and slowly reached out to Zhou Yusheng's neck.
His five fingers pinched down.
Once again, the boss's left eye turned into chaos … but this time, he controlled it very well and didn't bring out the horrible vision like last time.
But even so, everything around him floated up little by little.
Zhou Yusheng still didn't open his eyes — even though he looked painful at this moment.
The suffocating pain finally triggered Zhou Yusheng's instincts … He kicked his feet and put his hands on his neck, grabbing the hand that was strangling him.
Finally … Luoqiu's hand loosened little by little.
He slowly exhaled. Zhou Yusheng's expression began to soften, and he fainted … The floating things in the living room gradually fell down.
Luoqiu closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he had returned to normal.
He opened his palm, and a cloud of black gas came out of it … Luoqiu clenched his fist and dispersed it.
He also sat down beside Zhou Yusheng … and slowly closed his eyes.
…
At this moment, Zhou Yusheng had a dream.
It was a dream that he wanted to forget, but didn't dare to forget. It was a dream that he hid every day and night for nearly four years.
In the police car, everyone was fully armed.
"… The criminals have a lot of weapons, repeat, the criminals have a lot of weapons!!"
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