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After returning from Qingshui Township, Song Hailin didn't dare to let himself relax, and he didn't dare to go to the hospital. He took root in the police station directly on the grounds of "busy handling cases" that had been tried and tested.

Flipping through the file, guessing wildly along the old clues that are useless.He watched coldly that his colleagues used the wrong problem-solving methods to rush towards the wrong answer that was doomed to no result. He didn't intervene and didn't interrupt. The situation set up by the murderer was chaotic.

Should Su Shen be judged? To be honest, he never thought about this question at all.

In Zhucheng, Brother Cheng's gang is an absolute steel plate, and they are also the number one target of the police. Therefore, both parties know each other well.Song Hailin didn't bother to find out where the so-called western suburbs site was. It was estimated that the time was almost the same that night, and he rushed there by himself without notifying anyone.

He parked the car far away and watched as people arrived at the main entrance one after another. The car was directly handed over to the waiter to drive away, and the people went straight in.

I don't see any proof of entry that needs to be shown.

But generally this kind of private gathering would not allow unrelated people to enter, and he never thought about what the people at the door used to tell whether the guests were invited or not.Could it be that he recognized his face by the waiter at the door?

If so, it would be difficult for him to get in through the main entrance.

At this time, a large white truck passed by him and stopped directly at the side door. Several people in overalls stepped down from it, and together they carried the iron cage-like decorations inside.Finally, a man with chopsticks legs in leather clothes and leather pants came down from the inside. After saying something at the door, he directed the workers he brought to go in, and pointed to the inside of the car to the bodyguard standing guard at the door. After a while, the bodyguard reluctantly removed some other wooden half-person-high boxes from the car, and followed behind the chopstick legs.

After a while, there was a defensive loophole in the side door.

Song Hailin saw the opportunity, circled around from the back, and went straight to the side door.

Just as he was about to go in, he suddenly saw a dark iron cage left in the truck compartment. Before he had time to think about it, he hid in the direction of the front of the truck.Sure enough, at the same time as he dodged past, footsteps sounded from inside the side door, and the two bodyguards went back and forth, and moved out of the last iron cage inside.

While moving down, he complained, "I don't know what our boss thinks, it's just such a small party, borrowing places and borrowing people, and bringing our buddies here to work as coolies."

"Don't talk nonsense, it's said that a big person is coming here today, Brother Cheng has to curry favor with those above."

"Then you said we can meet?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, I definitely won't see you. Why do you think there is such a show today, a masked ball, do you know why? It's just that the big man doesn't want to show his face, and everyone has to accompany him to cover his face .”

The two walked in while talking.

Song Hailin breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to follow them in when someone patted him suddenly.

"Sir, you can't find your way?" It was a young man dressed as a waiter.

Song Hailin turned around sharply and glanced at him, estimated the distance, and thought about whether he would attract other people if he restrained this person now.Just turning his mind for a while, the young man smiled and made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Please follow me, and I will take you to the main entrance."

The man regarded him as a guest.After he finished speaking, he led the way ahead.

Song Hailin thought, this person does not seem to have "face recognition function", since he was mistaken for a guest, maybe he can be brought in.

Unfortunately, it's not that simple.

Before they had walked a few steps, they ran into a strong bodyguard. The bodyguard glanced at them from a distance, stopped them, frowned and asked, "What's the matter with you!"

The young man in uniform lowered his head halfway and said, "This guest is lost."

Song Hailin was half a step away from them, watching quietly.

"Guest?" The bodyguard looked at him coldly, "Where's your work card?"

The uniformed youth slowly took out the task card, and after putting his hand in his pocket, he made a violent attack and twisted the bodyguard's arm.

The bodyguard immediately yelled at people.

Song Hailin saw that the young man had sneaked in just like him, so he didn't care much, and took advantage of the chaos to walk towards the main entrance.Before leaving, the young man who was wrestling with the bodyguard exchanged glances with him.

This place is in chaos, Song Hailin originally wanted to find an opportunity to sneak in, but in the end, although there was such a small episode, the place was chaotic without panic, not only did he not catch the opportunity, but the people at the door could tell that he was not there One of the invitees was about to call someone over, when suddenly a hand stretched out from the side, pulled him aside, and said to the person at the door: "I brought this person, from Brother Cheng's side. "

The person who gave him a hand was the little Yuancun who had met a few times before, named Josh.

The person at the door probably knew that Josh, and when he saw him come forward, he didn't say anything, and said with a grim expression, "Take care of your people."

"I don't like to hear what you say," Josh said eccentrically, as if making sense, "The people on our side can help you because you begged for it, just look at it!"

"It's not you people, it's not messy here, it's because you want to curry favor with us..." Before the little waiter finished speaking, a man in charge came over and coughed lightly, the little waiter Immediately fell silent, and took half a step back.

That Josh must have been afraid of talking too much, so he snorted and dragged Song Hailin to the side door.

When he got to a place where no one was around, he let go of his hand and smiled, "Mr. Police, the visitor is not kind."

"Why are you helping me?"

"No reason, I'm happy." Josh took out his phone and pressed it a few times, then asked casually, "You're here because of that little girl?"

Song Hailin didn't speak.Turn around and go in.

"I know even if you don't tell me." Josh held him back, "But I brought you here, so you have to follow me, otherwise I have to take risks."

"Impossible." Song Hailin said.

The little round-inch Josh looked at him with his mouth pursed, as if he was thinking whether it would be better to find someone to throw the policeman out.

At this time, a woman in a backless dress suddenly rushed over, and when she came over, she excitedly grabbed his hand as if seeing a savior, "Song Song Song, Dalin!"

Song Hailin didn't recognize who this person was at first glance.

After watching it for a while, I asked uncertainly, "Big Liu? Liu Chengxi?"

After Josh yawned and watched the part where Liu Chengxi and Song Hailin made friends with each other, Liu Chengxi got to the point, took out the invitation letter from the man in his hand, and explained why she came——Song Hailin took the invitation letter and brought her in .

But Josh said it was impossible after hearing it.

He didn't know if he could bring people in to previous gatherings, but this time, no, everyone had an invitation letter.

After a brief discussion, the three of them finally decided that Song Hailin would take the invitation letter and enter the lobby on the first floor to attend the party. Liu Chengxi followed Josh and mixed with Brother Cheng's people. They couldn't enter the lobby on the first floor, but they could watch from a distance on the second floor.

Su Shen and Qu Shiran came neither early nor late, it was a very gentlemanly time.

Before the party started, it was stated that it was a masked party, and masks were provided on site, of course, guests could also prepare their own.Qu Shiran prides himself on being particular, so of course he prepared a mask that looks like it was burnt out of money.

He and Su Shen used a pair, made of black soft silk material, his eyes were covered, Su Shen's was used to cover his mouth, the edges matched, as if the same mask had been cut into two parts.

"Do I look like Kakashi?" Su Shen was uncomfortable covered by the mask-like mask, and started coughing as soon as he said a word, the air was not circulating when coughing, and the skin under the eyes was slightly flushed.

"I didn't say that you are seriously ill this time." Qu Shiran leaned into Su Shen's ear and said.

In fact, Su Shen himself felt that he was a little seriously ill this time.

As the saying goes, a long illness becomes a doctor, and with so much experience before, he can almost estimate when it will be completely healed, but this time it has been so long and not only has there been no signs of improvement, but it seems to be getting worse.

There is always air leakage in the lungs, not a sharp pain, but it is always dense and dense like drizzle, and the pain is choking.

"After a while, just check it out." Su Shen coughed and his lungs hurt a little, and he pressed his chest with one hand to prevent it from rising and falling too much.

Qu Shiran curled his lips, "I don't care about you, but I'm afraid that you will delay my business—hey, did you solve it quickly? You're not in the hospital today, how did you explain it to Song Hailin?"

"No explanation." Su Shen adjusted his glasses, and didn't really want to talk about this topic.

But Qu Shiran saw him like this, and became interested, "Why and what's going on, what's wrong with you, please tell me to make me happy."

"You'll lose it," Su Shen was unhappy, taking advantage of the convenience now, pulling down the thin silver chain tied around Qu Shiran's neck, causing him to bend over violently, " Isn't your bureau busy with Lawyer Qin's case, busy, he hasn't shown up for several days, so why should I explain?"

Qu Shiran smiled gloatingly, "Qin Mingxuan has defended many immoral cases, and has many enemies. They have been investigating social relations day and night these days—Master, you are not feeling well and cannot drink."

He suddenly changed the subject.

Su Shen was listening intently, but he suddenly changed the subject, before he could react, he saw a person walking towards him.The owner of the winery, Yuan Chao.

When passing by, Yuan Chao recognized the two of them, smiled politely, and said politely, "Have fun."

Su Shen nodded to him with a gentle expression.

Yuan Chao walked over, and the number of people in the hall gradually increased, and Su Shen and Qu Shiran stopped chatting.

Qu Shiran watched Yuan Chao walk towards a corridor from the corner of his eye.He pushed Su Shen to the dessert counter, looking at the corridor where Yuan Chao disappeared.He originally thought that Yuan Chao was going to pick up that gentleman, and Su Shen didn't dare to relax looking there, but after a while, he came out from the corridor, followed by ugly.

Qu Shiran was a little disappointed, and his movements were not very stable, so the chain on the neck ring rattled.

The main purpose of this kind of gathering is still to make a profit. Some trainers will be invited to perform, and there will even be auctions. A few masters and slaves will participate together, but most of them will come alone.In the final analysis, the purpose of coming here is to find prey, and there is no such precedent. If you see the right thing, you can directly conclude the contract on the spot.Of course, there is no shortage of two people competing for the same person.

The movement of Qu Shiran's chain attracted a very westernized red-haired little boy, wearing a mask made of half black feathers.

He directly knelt down at Su Shen's feet, "Master, I am a slave who is more qualified than him."

Su Shen froze for a moment, then glanced at Qu Shiran who was holding back a smile.

"I may not be a qualified master." Su Shen raised her chin.

The little red-haired boy said without hesitation, "I like your wheelchair."

Su Shenda's cough, which he had deliberately held back from just now, rushed up again. He closed his mouth and coughed a few times in a low voice, obviously he had no experience in dealing with such situations.Qu Shiran didn't hold back, the corner of his mouth curled up.

Seeing this scene, the redhead was even more convinced that Qu Shiran was not his opponent, and his eyes couldn't help showing a little arrogance.

After being interrupted like this, Yuan Chao, who had appeared in the hall, disappeared again. Qu Shi was a little anxious, and quietly tugged Su Shen secretly, so he had to deal with this ignorant kid quickly.

"A real slave should be like me." Qu Shiran met his gaze coldly and looked back, "Proud, willful, charming, and obedient."

The child opened his mouth and was speechless.

Su Shen rolled her eyes, "As you can see, I still prefer the fangs of the Tibetan Mastiff to the soft fur of the Pomeranian."

After speaking, he quickly directed Qu Shiran to push him away from this place of right and wrong.

"Full mark answer." Qu Shiran leaned close to his ear and teased him.

Tibetan mastiff hahahahaha.

After such a delay, Ugly has already knelt upright on the edge of the table. This time, her mask is very unique, it seems to cover half of her face, but she really can't see any facial features.But what was different from before was that this time, she bit a bright red rose in her mouth.

Qu Shiran pushed Su Shen to pass in front of her seemingly unintentionally.

Ugly strangled the flower stalk in front of her teeth and whispered: "When he appears, I will let you know."

There was no time to say anything, and the three of them passed by quickly.

Su Shen looked around at the invisible faces in the nursery, "Can she recognize them?"

"There is no choice, we can only trust her." Qu Shiran estimated a convenient and inconspicuous location, and led Su Shen over.

In fact, according to the situation at the scene where he could barely distinguish between male and female, and only relying on the memory of his body shape, Ugly could not guarantee that he could find the gentleman who deliberately concealed his identity from so many people.

Just because you can't recognize it doesn't mean you can't find it.

Sir, she can't recognize them, but those people under Yuan Chao's hands get along day and night, let alone wearing a mask, she can recognize them even if they are turned into ashes.Originally, this mask was not for protecting against acquaintances.

When Mister appears here, those people will definitely surround him to protect him intentionally or unintentionally.As long as you pay attention, there is no reason why you cannot find it.It's just a matter of time.

Song Hailin tied the bow tie around his wrist, casually took a very ordinary mask from Josh, and entered the hall openly.

After he entered, he didn't move around rashly, but found a corner and sat down.

The purpose is very clear. Find the murderer who kidnapped the little girl from a group of masked people. The method is also very simple. Isn't that person a big shot?As long as it is a big person, it is impossible for someone to be protected at all times when they appear on this occasion.As long as you observe carefully, which group of people always appear together and who is protecting in the middle, you can probably determine who is the big shot.

He hadn't sat down for a long time, and didn't observe anything, when there was a commotion in the middle of the hall.

Many people stood up one after another and gathered over there.

Song Hailin also stayed behind, trying to blend in the crowd as unobtrusively as possible to look there.

If he's not mistaken, the one with a flower in her mouth, kneeling on the ground wearing a black leather mask as always, is the woman who contacted him a few days ago, ugly.

From this point of view, the person ugly said was indeed the same person he heard from Josh.

"Sir, perhaps, you are willing to accept this flower of mine." Ugly's voice was rustling, but her words were clear, the corners of her mouth that were not covered by the mask kept the original drooping arc, and the thorns on the flower stems were not scraped off. Because of trying to keep the words clear, the flower thorn was strangled into the corner of the mouth, and the skin was torn and bled.

It is not very common for slaves to take the initiative to identify their masters in public, especially this slave is the well-known ugly lady of the winery, which aroused the interest of many guests.

Because of this, everyone came together to see it.

The gentleman stood there lazily, with a mask covering his face, but he didn't seem very happy. He just glanced at the ground casually, and even lowered his head stingily.

This means looking down upon.

The crowd of onlookers saw that there seemed to be no follow-up, and they were about to disperse with a lack of interest.

A lady next to Song Hailin muttered to the slave she had brought, "How do I remember, Ugly has an owner? Mr. Yuan, the owner of this winery."

"There is no formal contract between them, master," replied the slave.

As soon as they finished speaking, Mr. Yuan appeared.

Many people just remembered the confusing relationship between Ms. Ugly and Mr. Yuan.The good show seems to have just begun.

Yuan Chao held a calfskin whip in his hand, and before he could come to stand still, he whipped Ugly on the back, "You forgot who is your master."

At the same time, he raised his head and gave his husband a helpless look, as if he was apologizing for the trouble he caused and let him stand in the focus position.

But it's not that Yuan Chao made a big deal on purpose. Everyone knows it. In other words, he and Ugly have always presented a master-slave relationship in front of the guests. He admits that Ugly has never recognized the master, and everyone misunderstood it. He did it on purpose, but in today's public, Ugly's behavior is tantamount to slapping him in the face. Under such circumstances, it is only by not stepping up to teach her a lesson that people doubt the identity of the husband.

It's better to be frank.

Ugly obviously understood his thoughts very well, took the whip abruptly, bowed his head and grunted for a moment, then calmly gave Qu Shiran a wink in the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, he proudly raised his chin towards Yuan Chao, "I am your private slave, but master, I'm sorry, I don't love you."

If the whip that Yuan Chao threw was selfish on the basis of rationality, then now, after hearing this sentence, he no longer has any rationality at all.From the beginning when Ugly was sent to him when she was a child until now, how much energy he has invested in her, how much he likes her, and how angry he is now.

He didn't even care that Mr. was still in front of him.

Even if he was such a veteran, he didn't talk about rules at all, and just waved his whip out of vent.

A layman can't see the way, but the question is how many laymen are here?Most people saw the mystery behind Mr. Yuan's whip, and were really afraid of beating him badly, so a few acquaintances came over to persuade him.

Ugly bit the stem of the rose tightly and did not speak, sweat slowly seeped from the roots of her hair.

The instigator standing in front of him, sir, glanced at him in disgust, and raised his foot to leave.

Qu Shiran had quick eyes and quick hands, and rushed over immediately, and grabbed the whip with one hand before the next whip fell.Stopped the whip.

By the way, he also stopped Mr. from leaving.

The gentleman paused and glanced at the collar hanging around his neck, as if he wanted to know what the hell this man was doing.

"As far as I know, Miss Ugly has not signed a contract with anyone." He looked directly at Yuan Chao, smiling like a fox who just ran out of a dark cave and saw light for the first time.

Song Hailin kept paying attention to the gentleman over there.

Suddenly seeing a person rushing out of the crowd, he was surprised. He was wearing a white shirt with only the bottom two buttons buttoned up. His chest was exposed and his tattoos extended to his neck. He looked familiar.

The first sentence the man spoke, he almost concluded that it was Qu Shiran.

A mask of this magnitude does not protect against acquaintances.

Qu Shiran actually has such a hobby.Song Hailin's first thought was this.

On the second thought, did Qu Shiran find the same clue as him?mixed in?

But he dared to be so ostentatious, and it didn't seem like he had mixed in.But who knows, Qu Shiran has never behaved normally.

Since he can recognize Qu Shiran without much effort, in the same way, Qu Shiran must also be able to recognize him without much effort. He doesn't want others to know that he has a clue, so he shrinks into the crowd , making sure no one can see him from there.

While Song Hailin was in a daze, the situation seemed to have changed.

I don't know what Ugly said again, Yuan Chao's eyes were on fire, his whip was held in his hand by Qu Shiran, unable to move, he just let go of his hand, stretched out his hand and slapped Ugly on the face.

Through the mask, the voice was muffled.

Before everyone could react, a loud shout came from behind.

"Fuck|Your mother!"

Song Hailin looked back helplessly.It was Liu Chengxi in an evening dress, running down the stairs barefoot. Josh helplessly lifted her and threw the high heels backwards, but his eyes were clearly full of excitement that was not too big of a deal.

Everyone looked at Liu Chengxi in unison, followed her like a sunflower and turned their eyes, forgetting to move.

Liu Chengxi looked like an unrivaled heroine who descended from the sky, pushed aside the crowd and stood in front of Ugly, "If you dare to touch her again, I will greet you with Wang Shui!"

The unrivaled heroine is as powerful as a rainbow.

Everyone stayed.

Song Hailin couldn't help but chuckled softly.

Ugly is also in the category of dumbfounded, and everyone else has to react more slowly, until Liu Chengxi ruthlessly lifted her from the ground, gently pinched her dumbfounded chin, and coaxed, "Good boy, open your mouth!" open."

Ugly obeyed the command and opened its mouth mechanically.

Liu Chengxi took out the thorny flower in her mouth, and covered her mouth full of broken skin with her hands.

"Listen well," she looked at ugly's injuries, forced herself to hold back the tears in her eyes, and pointed at Yuan Chao, "this woman is no one's slave, she is mine!"

She looked around.

"She is my baby lump, and she is not here to be bullied by you." Her voice was not loud, and there was even a hint of grievance, but it hit Ugly's heart hard.

Her eyes widened, suddenly wanting to cry.

That gentleman doesn't seem to be interested in this year's affectionate confession drama, and it's just a farce in his heart.

But it just so happened that this farce took everyone's eyes away from him.

Only then can he look at the slave in front of him who has snatched Yuan Chao's whip with peace of mind.

The slave was tall, with his back straight in front of him, and his eyes were unscrupulous, as if he was going to eat him alive, which was very curious.

"Slave, you seem to have broken the rules." He casually picked up the thin chain hanging from Qu Shiran's neck.

"Sorry, this is my slave." Su Shen avoided the crowd watching the farce over there, and walked towards Qu Shiran politely.

After saying this, Qiang suppressed and coughed twice.

Seeing him approaching, Qu Shiran immediately walked a few steps quickly, stood behind him, and supported the wheelchair, but the chain of the neck ring was still held by the husband, tense, in mid-air, like a confrontation.

Su Shen stretched out his hand and pulled down from the half, and secretly snatched the chain into his hand.

Qu Shiran pushed him to the front of the gentleman.

When passing by him, Su Shen's hand moved slightly, as if it brushed against his suit pocket, but it didn't seem to.

However, at this moment, my husband's attention was drawn to the snatched chain, and he didn't notice the innocuous scratch.

"This is the slave I taught, my masterpiece." Su Shen said.

The perfect answer, Qu Shiran said in his heart.

All eyes were on ugly and Liu Chengxi.

Qu Shiran and the three of them seemed to quietly extinguish the unlit smoke with just a few words.

However, some people are not interested in Liu Chengxi being ugly at all.

For example, those who surround Mr. and are responsible for protection.

For example, Josh who was watching a movie in high heels upstairs.

Another example……

Song Hailin, who has been staring at that gentleman and Qu Shiran, has been watching closely.

He doesn't need to listen to the sound, he doesn't need to look at the wheelchair, just by looking at a back, a back of the head, a hair curl, a small mole on the side of the nose, the position of the hairline, and the growth of the eyebrows, he can know who it is.

You can know that it is indeed his Su Shen.

The author has something to say:

I am sick.

Just to explain why there was no update yesterday, I slept all day, and almost fell asleep.