The Plow

His slender fingers stroked the emerald and white jade bong for a moment, before throwing it on the bed.

The woman yawned, got up slowly, and walked to the washstand with three swings.

Unscrewing the faucet, fiddled with it lightly, his eyes were lazy and blurred, and his body was like noodles.

There was movement behind him.

The woman sees the comer in the mirror.

"How did you come?"

She smiled lazily, with a variety of amorous feelings.

"Just right, come and help me choose a cheongsam, today..."

Before the words were finished, the expression in the mirror turned to panic!

"What are you doing—"

The scream that was about to come out was blocked in her throat. She struggled and twisted desperately, grabbing and scratching at the opponent's hand. Koudan, who was usually well maintained, broke due to the forceful pinch, blood flowed out from the gap, and it was impossible to tell whose wound it was.

However, this can only lead to a more vicious response from the other party.

The woman subconsciously opened her mouth wide!

She couldn't breathe the air she was eager to inhale, but instead accelerated the process of her own death.

The face that can make a man fascinated by a smile is distorted and hideous at this moment, the veins on the forehead are bulging, and the eyeballs are rolled up little by little. When the sky is dark and the sky is dark, a flash of thought makes her realize in a trance. It was the pajamas and robe that he had just thrown on the bed.

After buying that silk robe last month, she liked it very much and often wore it

The slippers were kicked away, and the body was dragged to the bedroom, leaving two wet marks on the floor with bare feet.

The person who strangled her didn't have the slightest feeling of pity and pity, seeing that she still had the strength to struggle, he added a little more strength.

For a dying person, life is shortened to a fraction of a second.

Gradually, her legs stopped kicking.

Xiangju lay limp on the bed, but her almond eyes were still wide open, staring straight at the ceiling.

Do not look down.

……

Yaqi fiddled with the cosmetics on her table with great interest.

She hesitated for a long time between Shuangmei and Sunsilk creams, and finally couldn't help but choose the newly bought Sunsilk.

The mouth of the new package was a little astringent when it was unscrewed, but the tangy aroma on her face quickly wiped away the last trace of her reluctance.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Yaqi's mood brightened accordingly.

To her, it was just an ordinary night among thousands of nights.

But this night, subtle changes took place because of the arrival of a person.

"Yaqi, Young Master Ling is here and wants to see you!"

Yaqi turned her head quickly, then turned around quickly, and grabbed the unopened Danqi lipstick that was farthest away from her.

Open, twist, and paint carefully in front of the mirror.

This is a foreign product she recently bought from Yong'an Department Store, and she has not been willing to use it for several days.

The big class behind smiled and approached.

"Are you so happy to hear that Young Master Ling is here?"

Yaqi glanced at the mirror: "I see that you are happier than me, your mouth almost reaches your ears!"

The Tai Pan said: "Young Master Ling is handsome, nice to talk, and good at coaxing people. Who doesn't like it? It's a pity that he is not as good as the real rich young master, but such a pretty face is enough, I don't know if he will buy it tonight." If your street clock is younger in your teens or twenties, I would rather stick it upside down and go out with him!"

Yaqi curled her lips, didn't say anything, just looked at herself in the mirror.

Flaming vermilion lips printed a beautiful face with exquisite makeup.

Ling Shao should find out that she is different tonight, right?

While talking, Taipan caught a glimpse of the timid young girl next to him.

"What are you doing in a daze, go out with me, Ling Shao even brought friends over, just in time!"

The young girl's name is Rose. She just applied for a job as a dancer in Fei Leng Cui a few days ago. She doesn't know the rules and hasn't seen too many scenes.

"Who is Ling Shao? A regular visitor here?" She asked curiously.

The three of them walked through the gleaming corridor, their high heels stepping on the floor in a crisp rhythm.

Yaqi was not interested in answering, so the Taipan replied: "Follow me!"

Rose had no choice but to groan, trying to adapt to the discomfort caused by the high heels.

Her family was relatively well-off, and she was studying in middle school. Her father died of a sudden illness a few years ago, and the family lost its support. The sky collapsed overnight. In order to provide for her younger brother to go to school, Rose had to choose to work in Fei Leng Cui.

I have seen a lot of people who have encountered such encounters in dance halls.

In this era, the most indispensable thing is the involuntary Piaoping.

At least, the income of being a dancer is very good.

The name Rose, which is half Chinese and half foreign, was also given by the senior class after entering the dance hall, and it was counted as a stage name.

In the huge Shanghai Bund, Fei Leng Cui can't compare with Paramount, Xianle Dance Palace, Metropolis, Vienna and other dance halls, but it is also considered a little famous, and it does not refuse visitors, and it caters to a wider class of guests.

Unlike places like Paramount, the entrants are either rich or expensive, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

If Rose is willing to work hard, after a month, it will be more than enough for her younger brother to go to school, and there may be a lot of expenses left over.

Rose soon saw the "handsome and talking" young master Ling.

The other party was wearing a gray and black suit, and he had the same hairstyle as many young people nowadays, except that he didn't use pomade, which was fluffy and refreshing.

Dressing up is not surprising.

Rose has seen a luxurious young man, and also a peacock who is more flamboyant.

But she knew for the first time that if a person is good-looking enough, it doesn't matter what he wears, because he can wear ordinary clothes with an extraordinary feeling.

There are many people in the world who rely on their clothes, and there are very few people like Ling Shao whose clothes depend on people.

"Young Master Ling!"

Rose saw Yaqi flying over like a happy bird, and the high heels felt light under her feet.

Ling Shao had a lazy smile on his face: "Yaqi, you used a new lip balm? It's even prettier than last time I saw it!"

As expected, Yaqi was surprised and delighted: "You found out?"

Ling Shao: "I saw it from a long distance, with flaming red lips, the fragrance arrives before the person arrives."

Yaqi said happily: "This is the new color of Danqi's lipstick. In Shanghai, only Wing On Department Store sells it in limited quantities. I asked someone to queue for a long time, and I almost couldn't buy it!"

She walked over and hugged Ling Shao's arm and started chatting.

Rose was pushed by the big class towards the young man next to Ling Shao.

Come to the dance hall to dance.

Under the melody of the music, Rose was a little awkward and cautious, and accompanied the other party to take a slightly clumsy dance step.

Dancing quickly shortened the distance between the two. She learned from the young man that Ling Shaoquan's name is Ling Shu, but he is actually a policeman from the Jiangwan District Police Station. The person dancing with her is Cheng Si, a colleague of Ling Shu. and buddies.

Cheng Si's appearance is also correct, but when he is with Ling Shu, there will inevitably be a contrast between Yuehua and Xinghui.

Rose's gaze couldn't help chasing that figure again with the lights of the dance hall.

Ling Shu danced very well.

The dance steps are light and vigorous.

Her unpolished hair bounced lightly as she moved.

It's like Rose's thumping girl's heart.

She fixed her gaze on the corner of the other's eye.

Liu Guang pulled out a trace of flying, and instantly exploded brand marks on his chest, cinnabar peach blossoms, bright and dazzling.

"It's just that people are good-looking, but they are different, and there are dancers who give tips!"

Cheng Si murmured in his ear.

Rose took a closer look, and sure enough, she saw Yaqi stuffing a small wrapped handkerchief into Lingshu's hand.

These days, dance halls are divided into different classes, and the guests who go to the dance hall are also divided into different classes, but no matter how stingy the guests are, they still have to open a bottle of wine for the dancer and spend some tips.

Those who spend a lot of money may even spend a lot of money, take dancing girls out of the street, and even rent out hotel rooms and apartments all year round.

However, it was the first time for Rose to see a dancer cheating on a guest.

The mood that should have been shocked quietly calmed down when he saw Ling Shu.

Rose even thought it was understandable, if it was her, maybe she would also...

After a dance.

Yaqi wanted to continue, but Cheng Si let go of Rose's hand and walked towards Lingshu.

"Look at that baldy over there."

An elbow bumped against Ling Shu's arm, and Cheng Si raised his chin and nodded forward.

"how?"

"This bald man didn't look at the road in the morning because the rickshaw driver accidentally bumped into him, and he beat him up. The man was still limping when he left. It was miserable."

Hearing this means trying to trick someone?

Ling Shu: "Have you checked it?"

Cheng Si chuckled: "This man is so tyrannical, I think I have some background. Later, I found out that my uncle is a middle-level police officer in the police corps. This background is not as good as yours!"

Ling Shu said with a wooden face, "What kind of background can I have? I'm just a little policeman waiting to die, don't talk about me."

Cheng Si: "All right, I won't tease you! How about I go find fault and beat him up later?"

Ling Shu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly smirked: "I have a better way."

Huang Baldzi is very dissatisfied with his dance partner.

He had been eyeing Yaqi not far away for a long time.

Since there were already guests beside the other party, and he didn't know the origin of the guests, he didn't dare to approach rashly.

Everyone knows that Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Shanghai, if you don't pay attention, you will bump into some big brother or foreign comprador.

Looking for an opportunity, Huang Baldzi casually grabbed the adaptable student who was going to deliver the wine, stuffed a tip, and asked about the situation of the two of them.

After learning that Cheng and Ling were neither high-flyers, nor did they seem to have any big backgrounds, he felt relieved and walked towards each other.

"Your surname, Xiongtai, my surname is Huang, how about one?"

Huang Baldzi handed over the cigarette familiarly, without hitting the smiling face. According to his experience in the world, this trick has been tried and tested.

The other party will definitely ask him where he is doing business, and he will take advantage of the opportunity to show his uncle, instead of looking at the face of the monk, he will look at the face of the Buddha. He is going to order this beautiful dancer tonight.

But what happened next was completely beyond his expectations.

Cheng Si took his cigarette and suddenly gasped.

"Have I seen you somewhere?"

Baldy Huang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No way, I think Xiongtai is quite strange."

"Remember, the wanted criminal who killed a family of five last year!"

Cheng Si patted his thigh and pulled Ling Shu's arm, "Come and see, is the portrait exactly the same as the real person?"

Ling Shu looked up and down, earnestly and rigorously: "It's really similar."

Huang Baldzi said angrily: "What a mess! My surname is Huang and my name is Song. I heard it clearly. I am Song from Songshan Mountain. What does it have to do with wanted criminals? Do you know who my uncle is!"

Cheng Si said seriously, "Even if your uncle is the mayor, it doesn't matter whether you committed a crime or not. We are policemen from the Jiangwan District Police Station. Please come with us. If you are found innocent, you will be released naturally." gone."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the opponent's wrist, took out the brass handcuffs, and was about to handcuff them.

Huang Baldzi was startled and angry, how could he have thought that he was almost missed, the beautiful dancer didn't hook up, but got himself caught instead.

"My uncle is Huang Ming, Huang Ming from the Police Corps, do you know! How dare you arrest people randomly?! Be careful that he turns around and withdraws you all. Damn it, you guys are too brave... Ouch!"

Ling Shu bent his back knee and kicked him.

The bald bald man with teeth and claws pounced forward and knelt down, just in time to take the initiative to send his wrists to the door, with a click, the brass handcuffs came into close contact with the skin, Cheng Si grinned at the bald bald man who raised his head.

"Let's go, brother!"

It doesn't matter whether Huang Bald's uncle belongs to the police headquarters or the city government, they tortured him away for a night to learn a lesson, and when someone came from above, he would just make two ones count as five, could it be that the other party could still argue with them?

The bald man was not willing to give in, his body was restrained, and his mouth was not clean and kept cursing.

Both Yaqi and Rose were frightened, and even the big class came to persuade Cheng Si and the others to save face and stop making trouble here.

Ling Shu directly picked up a piece of bread from the side, and stuffed it into Baldy Huang's cursing mouth.

The world returns to peace.

"He is now a suspect. According to the rules, he must cooperate with the investigation and interrogate him clearly. Don't worry, we won't wrong a good person."

After Ling Shu finished speaking to the head class of the dance hall, he said to Cheng Sida, "Okay, you can take someone back first, and I'll leave later."

Cheng Si glared at him: "It's not righteous!"

"Miss Yaqi is such a hard-to-date person, can I just leave as I please, let us get along for a while, right?"

Ling Shu smiled at Yaqi, who immediately blushed.

Cheng Si's teeth were itchy, and he moved closer and lowered his voice: "Santun Dexing Museum, I'll turn around and leave!"

Ling Shu got angry: "Are you robbing? One meal, no more!"

Cheng Si: "Two meals, I won't leave no matter how short it is, and I'll take Huang Baldy here to watch you dance."

Ling Shu waved his hands like chasing flies: "Two meals, get out!"

Cheng Si smiled, and didn't regret not spending more time with Rose tonight, so she dragged Bald Huang away contentedly.

"Okay, from now on, tonight is our time for each other."

Ling Shu stretched out his hand to Yaqi in a gentlemanly manner.

"I don't know if Miss Yaqi is interested in playing another song with me?"

"It's an honor." Yaqi smiled.

But her happiness tonight is destined not to last long.

Halfway through the dance music, a small commotion came from outside to inside.

The first to greet them were a few senior dancers, and soon they turned back, and their faces were not very good-looking, and they had to force a smile and pull up the corners of their mouths.

Aside from the ignorant Rose, a person like Yaqi, who has been hanging around all year round, can tell at a glance.

Here comes the big shot.

Not like the bluff like the yellow bald man, but a big man who can't afford to mess with it.

Many guests and dancers didn't know why, but they couldn't help making way for each other, and consciously retreated to both sides.

Walking in the front were two foreign policemen with high noses and deep eyes, commonly known as foreign policemen, who looked like they came from the foreign concession.

But it was the two people behind him that attracted everyone's attention.

One is a foreigner and the other is a Chinese.

The foreigners wore police uniforms and were high-ranking police officers in the concession.

These days, in Shanghai Bund and even in the whole of China, foreigners belong to the category that cannot be offended.

Wherever there are foreigners, simple things often become complicated.

And the Chinese who walked side by side with him——

The face under the top hat is half-hidden in the intertwined light and shadow, and the outline is blurred, but it arouses the viewer's curiosity even more.

Then, he raised his chin slightly.

The entire face was then exposed to the light.

Many people immediately let out a sigh of admiration in their hearts, but this admiration was quickly overwhelmed by the other party's aura, and for a while, they couldn't tell whether the admiration they had just now was due to their aura or appearance.

Lingshu and Yaqi also stopped dancing, watching each other walking towards them through the crowd.

Yaqi was a little panicked, and began to search her mind for the memory of offending the foreign police.

Ling Shu narrowed his eyes slightly.

The shiny leather shoes stepped on the checkered floor with an unrivaled momentum.

Yaqi was terrified, but naturally she didn't notice that the man in the coat was looking at Lingshu from beginning to end.

Ling Shu suddenly laughed lazily.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Yue? With your standards, why would you come to such a small place as Fei Leng Cui if you don't go to Paramount and Xianle Dance Palace?"

Jackie was a little puzzled.

It sounds like the two are old acquaintances.

A short distance away, but tit for tat.

Before she could sort it out, she heard the man in the coat talking.

"Du Yuning is dead."

Ling Shu's casual expression changed slightly.

Then the senior police officer next to the man said: "We suspect that the murderer is you."

The author has something to say: Both protagonists have come out.