Raiders President

Lu Yuanshan is always the fastest one to do things. He left the cafe first and found the first witness.

"It's you." He was not surprised, and his tone was very flat.

"It's you?" Yang Shulin's voice raised slightly, he didn't expect the person who slapped him in the face yesterday to appear in front of him at this moment, he looked at the man's tired but handsome face, and felt a sense of inferiority for no reason , He remembered the photo of the man wearing a cuckold that his ex-girlfriend showed him, he was tall, rich and handsome, damn it!

"Give me your mobile phone." The man said to him in an unquestionable tone. The police had investigated his mobile phone just now, copied the content and number of the text message and returned it to him. At this time, the man asked him for the mobile phone , the tone was extremely bad, but he subconsciously took it out and handed it over. He really wanted to persevere, but as soon as he touched his perfect face, he gave up struggling.

There are many people in this world who made him give up. His parents once asked him to give up his favorite comics to learn piano. His grandfather also asked him to give up his dream of going abroad and stay in China to study. His loving grandmother also made him give up thinking about her. The distant sky, and the girl he devoted his entire youth to also made him give up his pure and innocent love.

Why do you always let him give up?

Why can't he follow his ideas and give him a happy life?

He wanted to return his mobile phone, but just as he was about to ask, the man returned it to him: "Huh?"

"It's worthless." The dismissive man was about to leave when Yang Shulin finally said, "Wait a minute." He struggled so much in his heart just to show his masculinity. So casually returned it to him.

Of course the man didn't wait, he informed the police who were coming out of the cafe and left the scene.

"Damn it." Yang Shulin stared at the man's back for a long time, until the police's voice sounded: "Do you know him?"

"No!" Yang Shulin replied firmly, which made Du Feifei stunned.

After asking briefly, Du Feifei sighed: "It seems that this case is more complicated." As for why someone would send text messages to the boy's cell phone, what is the relationship between the boy and the deceased, and how did the murderer stay so quiet? Murder in a cafe.

"No, go back and have an ice cream to calm down." He said to Yang Shulin: "Maybe our police will come to ask you some questions later, thank you for your hard work."

Yang Shulin shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

A large group of people surrounded the cafe. Two murders occurred in St. Lucis University in two days, and both of them were murdered by school girls. These two incidents instantly became the headlines in Xicheng City. He was called to a meeting before he had time. When he walked to the car and was about to leave, he suddenly remembered the boy who had just come. At this moment, he seemed to realize something, and turned his head to look at the poplar forest standing there in a daze not far away: "This Isn't the boy acting too calm?"

Yang Shulin was not the only one who was calm. Among the students watching, a man wearing a peaked cap observed everything calmly. When he saw the boy who had just been questioned by the police, he suddenly showed exaggerated surprise, as if watching Excited to women naked.

A gust of wind blows, the flaxen hair of Yang Shulin flutters freely in the wind, the fair skin is like a crystal clear lychee that has just been peeled, something seems to be discovered in the twinkling eyes, the soft and soft Eyelashes swaying as the eyes close...

"The next one is you."

Suddenly, he seemed to hear something, and he turned his head to look, but in a large group of people, he couldn't tell where the sound came from or who it came from.

At this moment, he actually felt an unexpected coldness, as if being stared at by a pair of icy eyes.

In a Rolls Royce not far away, Lu Yuanshan fell into deep thought as he looked at the poplar forest that happened to turn back. The driver asked softly, "Mr. Lu, this case is very similar to ten years ago, and there are also extremely contradictory scenes at the scene." clues.

Lu Yuanshan's eyes fixed on Yang Shulin's face for a few seconds, then he suddenly smiled: "He is also quite unlucky."

After a while.

"Uncle Yang, go back." He was so tired that he rubbed his temples.

"Ok."

The Rolls-Royce left the University of St. Lucis very quickly. The man in the car looked at the constant traffic and crowds on the street and the busy people running around for the thousands of dollars every day, with a look of disgust on his face. , shut the car window with a bang: "Uncle Yang, drive faster."

"Yes."

The clouds in the sky cleared, and the afternoon wind became colder.

The living still want to live on, and who should tell the grievances of the dead?