A New Character Every Month

"Wait a moment!"

"?"

"I...I don't know the way back."

He Ya said in a low voice.

Lin Zian sighed, but his footsteps still did not stop.

Seeing Lin Zian walking further and further, He Ya lowered her head in frustration.

"You have three seconds."

Lin Zian's voice came from the intersection.

He Ya's spirit was instantly refreshed, and she quickly ran towards the intersection: "Mr. Clown, I'll be right here!"

"Mr. Clown, my name is He Ya."

Coming to Lin Zian's side, He Ya looked at him curiously and asked, "What's your name?"

"clown."

Lin Zian responded casually, looked at the roads on both sides, and turned to the left.

Very perfunctory.

He Ya pouted and followed quickly.

Lin Zian hated He Ya's trouble, but since he had already saved the other party, and he didn't miss the time to lead the way, he could just do it to the end.

On the way, Lin Zian recalled the information about the black street that he searched on the Internet.

The reason why the black street is called the black street is not only that it has no rules, and the order is chaotic like darkness, but also because whenever night comes, the black street is the area occupied by the most darkness in the entire Yaoshi City.

Except for the red light district, there are very few lights in other places.

On the dimly lit road, there are scattered people passing by in a hurry from time to time, and people are full of vigilance.

There were even a few who showed malicious eyes when they saw the handsome He Ya.

However, when he saw Lin Zian next to He Ya, he didn't do anything because he couldn't figure out the details.

He Ya gasped slightly and followed Lin Zian closely.

Often when Lin Zian takes one step, she needs two steps to catch up.

At this moment, she suddenly hated her short legs. If they had longer legs, they would not be so tired.

Several times, she wanted to stop and rest, but she just didn't dare to speak.

When she remembered the malicious eyes she met on the road just now, she was even more afraid to stop.

"Uncle Clown seems to be quite handsome."

He Ya looked at Lin Zian's back, her face gradually turning red.

Suddenly, Lin Zian stopped.

"oops!"

He Ya directly hit Lin Zian's back, she softly nodded her head and complained, "Uncle Clown, why did you stop suddenly?"

"arrive."

Lin Zian looked sideways at her.

"Ah, it's already here, so soon!"

Only then did He Ya realize that he had walked out of the dark street unknowingly.

When she came back to her senses, she turned her head and was about to thank her, but found that Lin Zian had walked away and was walking into the crowd.

But the lonely back was very eye-catching. The inferior suit and messy hair seemed to be out of tune with the bystanders.

He Ya couldn't help raising the camera in her hand, facing the back.

At this moment, Lin Zian seemed to have noticed something and turned his head to look back.

Click!

The screen freezes at this moment.

The lonely man in a poor suit is turning his head to look at the camera.

It is obviously a static picture, but it seems to be able to feel the complex emotions revealed in the eyes looking at the camera, a blend of madness and calmness.

The clown paint on his face is intertwined with the colorful lights around him, which makes people feel weird and reality coexist.

Looking at the picture in the camera, He Ya felt that she had chosen the wrong major for the first time.

I shouldn't have entered the journalism major in the first place. If I had entered the photography major, I might have become a photography master now.

When she looked up, she found that Lin Zian had already disappeared from the crowd, and all her eyes were strangers and things.

Not caring to appreciate her excellent photography work, she hurriedly stopped a taxi and got on it.

It is too close to the black street here, and it is not allowed to encounter danger again.

After receiving the address, the driver immediately turned his head and drove off the street.

Not far away, Lin Zian walked out of the darkness with a duckbill hat on his head.

He looked up at the taxi until it disappeared around the corner.

Having his photo is equal to having the opportunity to make headlines.

It's not so much that He Ya suddenly became interested in taking pictures of him secretly just now, it's more that he deliberately gave her a chance.

Lin Zian did this not because he wanted to help He Ya. After all, he was not interested in helping an eldest lady from a good family, but just wanted to use her hands to accomplish something.

He stretched out his hand and touched his trousers pocket. In addition to a copper coin, there was also a finger-thick bottle filled with black-purple liquid. This was his biggest gain in the black street tonight.

Walking to the side of the road, Lin Zian glanced around.

This street is the closest to the Black Street. It is in a place where black and white coexist. There are also many entertainment activities that are not available in many places. Therefore, there are many customers every night, and there are definitely many taxis.

Soon, he stopped a taxi.

It is by no means an easy task to get the progress bar to 30% within 100 days, and every minute and every second is precious to him.

Lin Zian tightened his cap and sat back.

"Emperor's first product..."

Lin Zian closed the door and said to the driver.

Hearing the address, the middle-aged driver looked at Lin Zian in the rearview mirror in surprise.

Emperor Ming Yipin is one of the top neighborhoods in Yaoshi City. The people living in it are either rich or expensive, but the guests in the back seat don't look like they are rich.

No matter how bad his eyesight was, he could see that the suit this guest was wearing was inferior to the miscellaneous brands in the shopping mall. It was probably a street stall.

"...the Happiness Express Hotel not far from the side."

Lin Zian added calmly.

Not far away?

Happiness Express Hotel is at least 2 kilometers away from Diming Yipin. Isn't that far?

The middle-aged driver was stunned for a moment, then turned his head after a while, laughed awkwardly, and said, "Good example."

He had seen a lot of customers who acted like this, so he didn't find it strange, but he couldn't help but complain a few words in his heart.

Lin Zian nodded and closed his eyes.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

......

He Ya was sitting in the back seat of a taxi, holding a camera and looking at the photos inside.

While admiring her photography skills, she couldn't help staring at Lin Zian's face.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and hurriedly took out her phone.

"Today's news...Joker..."

She opened a local news forum, and before she could search, she found news about clowns.

It's hanging at the top of the forum.

"A vicious murderous maniac? Or a psychopath with split personality? On 123 things about 'The Clown'!"

He Ya silently read the title and clicked in.

She read the thousand-word press release in a few minutes.

"Uncle Clown is a murderer? Mental?"

He Ya remembered what she had experienced tonight, and immediately shook her head: "No, Uncle Clown is definitely not such a person!"

Although she is a little naive, that doesn't mean she doesn't know the world.

Although Uncle Clown killed 4 people in front of her, she knew very well what would happen to her without Uncle Clown.

So for the deaths of those four people, apart from being uncomfortable at first, she didn't feel that Uncle Clown did something wrong.

Chapter 11 I'm not interested in money

Emperor Ming is a product.

Ding Dong!

The elevator door of the building opened, and a handsome man covered in alcohol staggered out of the elevator with his phone attached to his right hand.

With a flick of his footsteps, he almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly stood up against the wall, and continued to say drunkenly to the phone: "Dear, I'm home."

"Haha, don't worry, you don't know who I am, Ren Junmin? How could I be drunk?"

"Okok good night!"