Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

No matter what jokes they had made before, Howie had never been so venomous.

For a moment, the three little ones were all frightened to the spot.

Upon seeing this, Feichen immediately threw out the car keys and commanded: "Hurry up and find the car. Let's go home and do our own business."

The rescued people ran away in despair. Feichen also turned sideways, patted He Wei on the shoulder, and comforted: "They are always like this, joking without restraint, don't take it seriously."

He Wei shook his head, and his original temper from above also disappeared a lot.

He knows best whether the three of them have any malicious intentions.

But he didn't expect that he would be so intolerant of the word "breakup".

Just Han Yang's random words can make him lose control of his emotions. If it was Bai Ji'an who said it...it's unimaginable.

He might be so angry that he would tie people back and lock them up.

At this moment, his head was so full of mush that he couldn't think properly at all.

He waved his hand at Feichen and told him to go home and rest quickly, then jumped into Bai Ji'an's car.

Sitting in the driver's seat, the car was filled with Bai Ji'an's fragrance.

The aroma that usually helped him focus became particularly disturbing today.

He really wanted to hug Bai Ji'an's body tightly, really wanted to bury his face in his neck, really wanted to lie comfortably on his body and moan coquettishly.

But now...

He looked at his empty hands, and an unbearable feeling of emptiness arose from the bottom of his heart, traveling along his blood vessels and reaching every corner of his body quickly and violently.

How miserable.

Why didn't you choose to drive your own car when you were downstairs?

At least, there, Bai Ji'an's smell was very weak, so he could feel less sad.

He Wei leaned weakly on the back of the half-reclined chair, raised his arms to cover his eyes, and sighed.

He should obviously be very angry at Bai Ji'an's concealment and distrust.

but why.

Why, can't see every second of him.

The angrier I get, the more I miss him and the more I want to touch him.

Don't tell him, just kiss him until he says it.

Before he could say anything, he used his fingers to pry open his mouth.

Let's see if he can still make up lies when he is paralyzed.

The three little ones stood in front of Feichen's car, waiting for someone on one side, but anxious on the other.

Recalling He Wei's fierce look, Shang Siwen stomped his feet remorsefully: "It's all your fault! You said anything! I've obviously already elbowed you to warn you that Captain He was behind you, and he was so loud-mouthed, so I didn't take it lightly. The heavy ground spreads out!"

"I didn't expect that either."

Han Yang also regretted it, but now it was too late to say anything.

Howie was already annoyed by them.

Chen Zeyang was not worried about He Wei's anger and said instead: "It seems that Captain He really likes Mr. Bai."

"Isn't that nonsense!"

Shang Siwen was almost furious at the two ignorant elm-headed men in front of him.

"You don't know who Captain He is? He hasn't dated anyone else since he started working. He is focused on work. People who don't mess around like this must have identified who they are! Do you think you fall in love with everyone you meet? Playboy?"

Han Yang pursed his lips: "Even if it is confirmed, the reaction would be too big."

Chen Zeyang agreed: "I think so too."

Usually at home, Zhu Xuyan often mentioned breaking up when she quarreled with him. He took it as a signal to "coax me quickly", put aside the original intention of breaking up, and directly carried out the instructions of his girlfriend slave.

Not like He Wei, who almost ate them.

"It can't be..." Han Yang twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, "Let me get it right."

Generally speaking, the first reaction of the person being criticized is to get angry.

"What do you mean?" Shang Siwen stared, "You mean, just before we came here, Mr. Bai broke up with Captain He?"

"No." Chen Zeyang shook his head, "If I had mentioned it, Captain He wouldn't have reacted that way in the ward."

"That means the boss himself also thought that Brother Bai might break up with him, so he was scared when I told him."

Shang Siwen, who originally felt that Han Yang and Chen Zeyang were talking nonsense, was finally convinced.

If you think about it with normal interrogation thinking, what they said is not unreasonable.

Thinking of this, the bunny ears she put up to make fun of the real person drooped down in worry.

"You guys have no memory at all."

Feichen came over, took out the car key from Han Yang's hand and unlocked the door.

"Just now, He Wei was offended by his nonsense, and now he is still having a small meeting here."

Han Yang pursed his lips guiltily and asked, "Boss, is he okay?"

Feichen shrugged, "It doesn't look very good, but we can't get involved in their affairs, so we can only let him handle it by himself."

With that said, Feichen was about to raise his hand to drive the children into the car. Behind them, dazzling car lights suddenly turned on, approaching them from far to near at an extremely fast speed!

Just as he was about to turn around, the three people across from him quickly pulled him to the middle of the parking space.

In front of my eyes and ears, I saw a whooshing sound, and a new black Mercedes-Benz AMG sports car with a temporary license plate flashed past.

In an instant, four people lined up and squeezed into the gap between two private cars, in shock.

"What the hell!" Shang Siwen took the lead and stood on tiptoes, pointing in the direction where the taillights disappeared, scratching his neck and yelling: "Is this man sick? He drives so fast in the parking lot?! I'm in a hurry to find Prince Yama to scan the code to enter. Ah! If you want to die on the side, don’t hurt others!”

A crackling output frightened Han Yang, who usually regarded himself as Shang Siwen's friend, to hug the deputy team member next to him tightly.

"blue."

Hearing this, everyone turned to look at Chen Zeyang, who was standing on the outermost side.

He looked dazed, as if he couldn't believe it, and repeated: "Blue."

"What's blue?" Han Yang said, "You're trying to beat the wall."

"No! It's the person who just drove the car. His eyes are blue."

"What do you think! Is this weird? Don't many Europeans and Americans have blue eyes?"

"But aren't they all blond?"

"so what?"

"The eyes are blue, but the hair is black, and the appearance is Asian..."

"It's not easy, just wear contact lenses!"

"is it?"

Chen Zeyang tried hard to search for a moment in his memory, but the originally clear picture became gradually blurred with time and conversation.

"Okay, stop making trouble." Feichen took off Han Yang, stretched out his hand to open the car door, and said, "Get in the car quickly and take you back."

After circling the parking lot, the black Mercedes-Benz finally found the spot where it wanted to stop.

He pressed the handbrake, leaned on the car seat leisurely, propped his chin and looked forward.

Opposite, in the driver's seat of the silver-gray Lexus, He Wei, who was originally upset, finally lowered his arm covering his eyes.

He looked at the cell phone that was calling constantly, and the series of numbers without notes on it seemed familiar.

He opened the phone and put it to his ear, and the voice of a colleague guarding the hospital came from the receiver!

Before he could finish his words, he turned his phone on speakerphone, threw it into the passenger seat, got up and left.

After He Wei's figure disappeared, the man was still staring at the empty parking space motionless.

"He is...Howie."