What's in the depths II

After entering November, the cold air officially invaded the northern region, and the sudden drop in temperature caught everyone by surprise.

Only in the weather of seven or eight degrees, Yu Yuan was still wearing summer clothes, so cold that he hid in the office and shivered.

Yunqian sneezed one after another, and kicked the quilt again last night when she slept, and when she woke up in the morning, her head started to feel dizzy, so heavy that she couldn't lift it up, her nose was sore, and if she didn't pay attention, her nose would slip down her cheeks down.

A tissue was handed over, and Yun Qian took it casually, thanking him in a low voice.

After blowing your nose, rub it, rub it, throw the tissue into the trash can, and when you look up, you meet a pair of scrutinizing eyes.

"In the past few days, I don't think your mental state is very good. Are you sick?" Wen Qie asked softly.

"Maybe I have a cold." Yunqian answered honestly.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Wen Qi subconsciously stroked Yun Qian's forehead while speaking.

Yun Qian hurriedly took his hand away, and got up quickly: "I'm going out to get some air."

The removed hand just stopped in the air in such an embarrassing way. After a long while, the owner of the hand finally sighed softly. Looking at the back of the person who was leaving in a hurry, a sense of loss suddenly came to his heart.

Just as Yun Qian walked to the door, he ran into an "old acquaintance" by accident.

A young man with a suit and leather collar stepped into the police station with graceful steps, followed by a woman in her twenties with heavy make-up. The woman was wearing a red leather jacket with only a tube top suspender inside. She wore a decorative silk scarf, but it still couldn't cover up her large tattoos.

It can be vaguely seen that it is the image of a vicious ghost.

"Mr. An, you're here." The receptionist in the lobby of the police station immediately went up to greet him and saluted the man.

An Chong, the man who was mistaken for An Yan's old lover and made him jealous for a long time.

An Chong's arrival made Yunqian feel a little surprised.

Not only that, even the woman he brought was particularly eye-catching.

It's not because of her appearance, but because of her eyes, which almost overlap with the ghost tattoo on her body.

That fierce, even savage look.

But more importantly, Yunqian felt that she seemed a little familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.

An Chong and the woman entered Yu Yuan's office led by the receptionist. Yun Qian immediately followed quietly, pushed the door in pretending not to care, and sat beside Yu Yuan looking at the documents, but his eyes kept lingering on the two.

"Mr. An, do you smoke?" Even Yu Yuan changed his ruffian attitude and deliberately paid attention to his demeanor.

An Chong smiled and shook his head: "Thank you, I don't smoke."

Similar to An Yan, every gesture is full of everyone's demeanor, and it can be seen that the family is well educated.

And the woman he brought stood behind him, with her arms crossed in front of her chest, her eyes fixed on a certain point.

Yun Qian followed her gaze and found that she was just staring at the hangings on the wall.

"We came to you this time to consult you about the deceased Luan Qian." Yu Yuan said, took out Luan Qian's death report and pushed it onto the table.

And at this moment, Yunqian keenly noticed that the woman's eyes changed, and she was surprised for a while, but she quickly adjusted her emotions and turned her head away.

An Chong took the death report, looked at it, and then put the death report back on the table, with an unconcealable mockery in his eyes:

"What does her death have to do with me?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I just invited you here this time to help us investigate. As far as I know, you have been bidding for this piece of land in Changsheng Village with another real estate company in Huiyuan. You know the situation better than us."

An Chong spread his hands: "So, even if I can recite the entire landscape of Changsheng Village, then the death of that woman is related to me."

Yu Yuan couldn't bear his violent temper, and his voice suddenly raised an octave: "I asked you to come over and argue with me?"

An Chong smiled, stretched out a hand and made a "please" gesture: "Then you say it."

"The deceased, Luan Qian, was found by the police floating in the river at the entrance of the village in her wedding dress. This river leads directly to the mountains, which means that she floated down from the upper reaches. What is puzzling to us now is why Luan Qian died in her wedding dress. die."

"This is what the police should investigate. I would never know."

"It's a sacrifice." At this moment, the woman who had been silent behind An Chong suddenly said this.

Her Mandarin is not standard, on the contrary, it is a bit like the accent of the villagers of Changsheng Village.

Yu Yuan raised the corner of his mouth: "Oh? Who is this?"

An Chong raised his eyes and glanced at the woman, as if he was reluctant to answer this question: "It's my personal bodyguard."

"Female bodyguard." Yu Yuan smiled and nodded.

"Is there a problem?" An Chong raised his eyebrows, "Don't underestimate women."

Yu Yuan smiled and got up suddenly: "I wonder if this lady bodyguard would like to make gestures with me?"

As soon as these words came out, not only An Chong, but even Yun Qian were dumbfounded.

Shaking hands with a delicate and frail woman, would they dare to be more shameless?

But the woman didn't care. She took off her coat and only wore a strapless tube top.

It was only then that Yunqian discovered that her tattoos were all over her body, extending from her neck to her groin, and also on her exposed ankles. Her chest and back were all tattooed, and the tattoos were from the mythical God of War, Bishamon. Heavenly king, this is not a tattoo on the body, it is like a tattoo on the body.

What's even more astonishing is that, with just three simple moves, Yu Dui, their so-called "No. [-] Xingtiao Boxing Champion", was captured alive by the woman, with both hands cut behind his back and unable to move.

Yu Yuan's cold sweat dripped down instantly, and his face turned into a liver color.

The woman let go of Yu Yuan, picked up her coat from the sofa and put it on without a word.

But how should I put it, at this moment, An Chong's face is as green as a cucumber just picked from the ground, not to mention how ugly it is.

Shouldn't she be happy that her female bodyguard beat a policeman?

Yu Yuan squeezed his shoulders in pain, and laughed awkwardly: "Since Mr. An is unwilling to cooperate with our investigation, then we will not force you. If you are busy, please come back first."

An Chong narrowed his eyes and looked at Yu Yuan, then got up, winked at the female bodyguard, and then strode away.

Even Yunqian couldn't understand what they were doing with Yu Dui.

As soon as the two left, Yu Yuan immediately turned on the computer and muttered, "There really is something wrong with this woman."

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