Can You Love Me?

Xin Ai didn't say anything else, and took out Xin Huan's photo: This is her photo and information. She disappeared on the night of April 30 nearly two months ago. There is no news so far...I...

Deposit 100,000, find someone, and pay another 100,000.

Xin Ai nodded: Okay, as long as I can find someone, I can give as much as I want.

Li Anhe casually flipped through two pages of information, raised his eyelids, Are you sure you want to keep looking?

Xin Ai shook her body and clenched her hands tightly: Sure, no matter what the result is, I will look for it.

Li Anhe stubbed out the cigarette he had just lit, Okay, I'll accept this business, I'll let you know if there's news, let's pay the deposit.

Give me the card, and I'll transfer the money to you...

I just want cash.

Xin Ai:

An hour later, Xin Ai found Li Anhe again carrying a black bag.

Deposit. Xin Ai put the black bag on the table.

Li Anhe was eating instant noodles without raising his head: If there is anything else, let's talk.

Xin Ai was surprised, did he know that she still had something to do without even looking at her?

As private investigators, you will keep your employer's identity and requirements secret.

certainly.

After Xin Ai hesitated, she said: I know someone, he may be the last person who saw my sister before she disappeared...

Li Anhe sneered: He is a man, pervert, and he is not young. You want to get all the news from him that he saw your sister in the end, and you don't plan to really get yourself.

Xin Ai looked at Li Anhe in shock, he...how did he know so clearly, Shen Ce said that he is an expert in criminal psychology, it seems that he is really not simple.

Xin Ai tentatively said: Mr. Li is indeed very powerful. Your private detectives should have a lot of... means?

When withdrawing the money, Xin Ai was thinking about it.

To see Zhao Tiande, she must need a helper, otherwise, there is no way for her to escape from Zhao Tiande's grasp.

But she couldn't find anyone who could help her. The appearance of Li Anhe at this time moved her heart.

Although it was the first time I met Li Anhe, she didn't know him at all, but they were in an employment relationship, so I didn't worry that he would turn around and betray her. Since he had been a private detective for so long, Shen Ce recommended him, and his reputation should be There is no need to worry.

Moreover, as a private detective, no one has any dark means in his hands.

Xin Ai really had nowhere to go by doing this, Jian Zechuan was watching so closely, she didn't have time to slowly find a trustworthy person.

As for whether Li Anhe can really help her, Xin Ai... can only ask God to bless her.

Li Anhe put down his fork: Yes, add more money.

Xin Ai glanced at the black bag: There is 150,000 in it, if you can help me find a way to get things done, add another 50,000.

Deal, but, please listen to my arrangement.

Can.

Walking out of the narrow and stuffy room, Xin Ai breathed out the turbid air in her chest. In midsummer, it was as hot as a steamer everywhere. The heavy makeup on her face had already faded away. No matter how beautiful her face was, she couldn't look so pretty right now.

Even if someone knows her right now, if they pass by her, they may not be able to recognize her.

From May to June, July is about to enter in front of us, but Xin Ai's heart is completely opposite to the temperature, getting colder and colder.

...

Xin Ai went back to the dormitory first, washed her face, and changed into her own clothes. After the first class was over, the dormitory building became more crowded before she left the dormitory.

She wished she was overthinking, that it was just unnecessary.

Su Xiaoling saw Xin Ai walking into the classroom, and quickly waved to him.

After Xin Ai sat down, she pulled her and asked, What did you do? I was worried for a class.

Xin Ai pressed her hand and said in a low voice, I've been in the dormitory all this time because I don't feel well, and I haven't done anything.

Su Xiaoling felt that Xin Ai seemed to be doing something important, she swallowed her saliva and nodded: Okay, I see...

After class in the afternoon, Xin Ai went to the supermarket first and bought a lot of ingredients.

After returning, I got into the kitchen and started to work, preparing a table of dishes, and it was already dark.

She didn't take a photo this time, and waited until 10 pm to send a WeChat message: Fourth brother, will the third master come tonight?

Xin Ai is now certain that Jian Si's original mobile phone is not in his hands, and Jian Zechuan probably held that mobile phone, but she deliberately pretended not to know.

Noisy nightclub, full of red men and dolls, restless restlessness and desire flowing in the air, Jian Zechuan sat in the hustle and bustle, holding a glass of wine, sitting there lazily, indifferent and cold, as if everything here could not be controlled. It made him addicted, and he was quite independent from the world.

Countless men and women wanted to approach, but they were driven away before they stepped forward.

Xie Qingzhou saw that Jian Zechuan had been looking at his mobile phone, so he ran over and said, Brother San, are you waiting for a call? I see you have been looking at your mobile phone.

Tonight is the last carnival for Xie Qingzhou to celebrate their band before starting their national tour.

This nightclub belongs to Li Chi, and it was reserved by Jian Zechuan for Xie Qingzhou tonight. They invited many friends.

Just as Xie Qingzhou finished speaking, Jian Zechuan's cell phone rang. He avoided Xie Qingzhou's sight, took a look, and saw a few short words: four, will the third master come back tonight?

There are no pictures and no expressions, but the short numbers seem to be full of resentment.

Jian Zechuan's originally indifferent face seemed to be showing signs of melting. He stood up and said, I'm going first.

Normally, Xin Ai should have posted a photo of cooking at this time, but there was none today.

Even Jian Zechuan himself didn't realize that he had already formed a habit of looking at the pictures she sent every day.

Xie Qingzhou was surprised: Hey, third brother, you go now, it's still early.

You don't need to contact me about the concert, someone will communicate with your management company.

Jian Zechuan didn't stop for a second, and in a blink of an eye, he had passed through the writhing crowd and walked away.

In such a hurry, I must have gone to find Miss Sister. Xie Qingzhou dragged his chin and said with a sad face: Why hasn't Third Brother kicked that Miss Sister yet?

A person next to him asked, Are you waiting to take the order?

Of course I'm not that courageous. I just think that the time for three is a bit long. It's almost a month.

...

Jian Zechuan pushed open the door, the lights were on inside the room, but there was no sound.

After entering the room and closing the door gently, Jian Zechuan saw Xin Ai lying curled up on the sofa, and the dining table was full of vegetables, as if...he didn't move a single bite.

Xin Ai was holding the phone in his hand when he was sleeping, Jian Zechuan pulled it out, opened it, and the page stayed in the dialog box of WeChat and Jian Si.

She has been waiting for him.

Jian Zechuan bent down and reached out to brush the hair from Xin Ai's cheeks. She was really obedient when she was asleep, her lips were slightly pouty, pink and tender, without any lipstick, like a natural ripe cherry , exuding a sweet fragrance, everyone who sees it will have an idea to swallow this little cherry in one gulp.