Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

In the evening, Bai Ji'an and He Wei were preparing to leave and go to the hotel they had booked to rest.

Zhou Qi stood at the door, scratching his head with regret, "My house is too small, otherwise I really want you to live there."

Bai Ji'an smiled slightly, "Forget it, we have driven for more than ten hours and need to find a comfortable place to rest. Next time you have a chance to go to Yue'an, come find me here."

Zhou Qi took the business card from Bai Ji'an and said in surprise: "Detective agency?! Senior, when did you act in such a high-profile manner?"

According to Zhou Qi's original impression of Bai Ji'an, Bai Ji'an talks less and is slow to get along with others.

As for why the two of them met, it was also because he was a talkative person. Otherwise, Bai Ji'an might not remember such a person like him if they met again.

Strictly speaking, Bai Ji'an's university was not the same school as his.

It was a coincidence that the two schools participated in the same event and met at the venue.

It was just two days before the official start of the event, and the school required representatives to go to the venue to lay out their own territory.

Zhou Qi, who was just a freshman, also went.

During the lunch break, Zhou Qi's classmates all went to eat. After eating in the morning, he took the initiative to stay and sit in charge.

Who knew that during the two hours that were supposed to be calm, the banner with the school's name that had just been hung up in the morning actually fell down.

How ugly this is!

No, I can't stand it.

Zhou Qi immediately picked up the banner and planned to hang it up again, but it was a bit difficult to do the project alone.

He turned around and saw that in the adjacent booth, one of the most prestigious schools in the country, there happened to be a student wearing glasses, sitting there reading a book.

At that time, Bai Ji'an was even more serious than he is now, and he looked like a little old man, but Zhou Qi couldn't resist Zhou Qi's discerning eyes.

He could tell at a glance that this man was the same age as himself, so he asked Bai Ji'an to help him hang the banner.

Bai Ji'an put down his book and looked at Zhou Qi with an expression that said he was thousands of miles away.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhou Qi knew that he wanted to refuse.

"Hey, please help me. None of my classmates are here, otherwise I wouldn't bother you."

Bai Ji'an said nothing. He closed the book gently, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and helped Zhou Qi do it for half an hour.

In fact, it doesn't take that long to hang a banner at all, but Zhou Qi didn't want to waste his work, so he confirmed it repeatedly and reinforced it for a long time.

Until Bai Ji'an's classmates had lunch and came back one after another.

"Why are you still working at someone else's house?"

"Yes, this classmate, why are you kidnapping other people's children?"

Child?

Zhou Qi turned around and saw that several seniors who were four or five years older than him were talking.

Zhou Qi tilted his head, pointed to the booth behind everyone, and said, "Your schools are not separated."

"what?"

"Grade."

In this event, their freshmen, sophomores and juniors were all separated.

"That's right." Then the seniors seemed to understand what Zhou Qi meant, pointing at Bai Ji'an and laughing: "How old do you think he is?"

When asked this question, Zhou Qi, who was originally very sure, felt a little uneasy.

Everyone must have had a similar experience with this kind of thing.

Once someone deliberately asks you a question with a very obvious answer, the real answer to the question is definitely not what you think.

Could it be that the person in front of me is Tong Yan? ?

Can't.

Zhou Qi's eyes wandered over the faces of Bai Ji'an and other seniors. He hesitated for a long time and said, "Is he younger than me?"

"Are you a freshman?"

Zhou Qi nodded.

"Then he is the same age as you, but you have to call him senior. We are in the first year of graduate school."

Kenichi...is still the same age as me?

"You've heard of it in the junior class, genius." As he said that, the senior who introduced Bai Ji'an patted him on the shoulder and smiled widely.

Zhou Qi thanked Bai Ji'an on his face, but in his heart he wondered why he was so proud even though he was a genius, and he almost grinned from the corner of his mouth to his ears.

For those who didn't know, they thought Bai Ji'an was his child.

In the following days of activities, Zhou Qi became very interested in the 16-year-old college-going genius in the booth next to him.

In order to chat smoothly, I bought water several times like a puppy, but the taste was different every time.

At first, Bai Ji'an kept rejecting him because he didn't want to take his things in vain.

But he couldn't resist Zhou Qi's initiative, so he always said it was in return for asking questions.

For three days in a row, Bai Ji'an still confiscated it, but he clearly told Zhou Qi that if he wanted to ask anything, he could help him as long as he knew, but he didn't need water.

After the event ended, although the two knew each other well and exchanged contact information, the number of times they met was very few.

When Bai Ji'an graduated, Zhou Qi originally wanted to join in the fun at his graduation ceremony. As a result, Bai Ji'an told him on WeChat that he did not attend the graduation ceremony and went abroad on the day after the defense.

He is already in Europe now.

He Wei held the steering wheel with one hand, glanced at Bai Ji'an in the passenger seat, and asked, "What questions does he have to ask you every day?"

One is a freshman and the other is a graduate student. Even if they plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination, is it too early to make the decision?

Bai Ji'an recalled: "Probably because of the books I read at the time."

"Books?" He Wei curled his lips downwards, "He doesn't look like a person who likes reading."

Bai Ji'an laughed helplessly, then frowned and said, "I can't remember what I was looking at at that time."

At night, He Wei lay on the bed early. He looked at the ceiling and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Bai Ji'an said "Yeah", he tightened the cap of the mineral water bottle in his hand and put it on the bedside table between the two of them, "You go to bed first, I'll wait."

With that said, Bai Ji'an stretched out his hand to turn off the light.

"Don't turn it off, I won't sleep."

Bai Ji'an's hand paused for a moment, then he clicked twice and pressed the switch, "No, you have been driving for too long. If something new happens tomorrow, your physical strength will not be able to keep up."

"Bullshit." He Wei reached out and flicked on the bedside lamp, "If I don't have this physical strength, I don't deserve to say that I have been in the army."

Bai Ji'an was too lazy to be stubborn with him. Anyway, He Wei was the only one who was stubborn about his mouth.

Howie has no habit of playing with his mobile phone. He can guarantee that as long as he ignores him, within half an hour, he will definitely hear He Wei's gradually slow and even breathing.

Traveling long distances is extremely physically demanding.

Bai Ji'an leaned on the bed, his eyelids heavy.

Suddenly, there was a sound in his ears, and the drowsy man trembled as if he had been electrocuted. He sat up in shock as if he had had an extremely terrifying nightmare.

He turned his head and subconsciously glanced at He Wei, who was already asleep, and then quickly reached out to fumble for the cell phone he had thrown away and checked the messages.

On the lock screen, only a white message stood out.

"Nakagawa Bussan (China) Qiao Yingjie: A new email has been sent."