The President's Vampire

Lu Jie knocked on the office door and walked in.

"The Wang family is eager to spread the net to trust relationships, and few people nod and agree."

Normally, Chu Luo knows too well that the people above are not profitable, and they also have a strong sense of avoiding risks. If the leader speaks, anyone who touches their hands will get into trouble. The money of the Wang family is not so easy to get now.

Lu Jie expressed his concern: "Should I remind Ling Yuan to be more careful when going out?"

Rabbits bite people in a hurry, dogs jump over walls in a hurry, if the Wang family becomes a mad dog and catches anyone who bites, Ling Yuan will be the first to suffer.

Chu Luo unlocked the phone and pressed the speed dial button.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was getting dark, and Ling Yuan was walking on the street alone.

The phone vibrated, took it out, scanned it, and connected.

"Hey?"

"Where is it?" Chu Luo asked.

"Outside." Ling Yuan walked back while walking.

"Be careful recently, and have a bodyguard by your side. The Wang family is in a hurry and can't find a way out. It's hard to guarantee that they won't do something that kills them." Chu Luo did not see the bodyguards around Ling Yuan, and reminded her.

Ling Yuan stopped suddenly, looked sideways at the top of the opposite high-rise building, and a bullet pierced the wind.

No matter how fast the bullet was, it was surprisingly slow within Ling Yuan's field of vision, so he took a few steps forward and turned sideways to avoid it.

On the other end of the phone, after seeing Ling Yuan answer for a long time, Chu Luo had a bad feeling.

The next moment, a slap was heard through the phone.

Chu Luo's hairs stood on end in an instant, she stood up from the chair behind the table in a jerk, grabbed the car keys on the table in a panic and snatched the door away.

Lu Jie was so frightened that he was stunned on the spot. After realizing that he could no longer see the shadow of the boss, he urgently called the police.

"Where are you!" Chu Luo heard the familiar sound of a wooden warehouse wearing a muffler.

Chu Luo touched a wooden warehouse when she was a child, and even practiced it when she grew up. She is very familiar with the silencer.

Take the elevator down to the basement floor to the parking lot, and drive the car at a speeding speed all the way.

"Where are you!" Chu Luo tried to calm down, put the phone on the bracket, and turned to overtake.

Ling Yuan was neither surprised nor afraid, and walked away from the place where there were few people, and walked to the intersection with endless traffic.

"The intersection in front of Fenfang Flower Shop, Wenxue Road." Ling Yuan announced his location, and heard the sound of a sudden brake coming from the other end of the phone.

"Go to a place with a lot of people!" She stood still and swallowed a few words, Chu Luo didn't want Ling Yuan to become a target again.

"Okay." Ling Yuan stood in the crowd, facing the height of the opposite building, and evoked a wicked chuckle.

Chu Luo was doing two things at once, listening to the movement on her mobile phone while driving, making sharp turns, drifting and overtaking.

The traffic policeman riding an electric scooter behind him shouted while chasing him.

Chu Luo turned a blind eye, her nervous heart jumped out of her throat.

A luxury car went on a rampage, the driver who was driving normally, just about to yell at him, was cut in half, the car logo was shaking and mocking, poor working class earning dead wages.

No one dared to touch a luxury car, they all flashed their lights to slow down and evade, bumped a little paint, and the maintenance fee starting at 20 yuan couldn't afford it.

Chu Luo drove the car all the way 'unimpeded' and stopped beside Ling Yuan.

"Get in the car!" He opened the door of the passenger compartment.

Before Ling Yuan got into the car, he raised his hand and made a horoscope, towards a certain position on the top of the opposite building, "Snack!"

Chu Luo's heartstrings were tense because of Ling Yuan's 'shooting' action, and she looked in the direction of her finger, there was someone on the roof, a sniper!

Ling Yuan got into the car and closed the door: "Let's go."

Chu Luo didn't ask anything, and drove all the way back to the villa where she lived.

"It's safe to live here tonight." The security of the community is okay, and Chu Luo is worried about sending Ling Yuan home.

Leading people up to the second floor, Chu Luo pushed open the door of the bedroom, the inside was clean and new, "Take a hot bath, I'll get clothes."

The two are the same height, and the one wearing Chu Luo is perfectly suitable.

The guest did whatever he wanted, threw his clothes on the floor, and went into the bathroom barefoot.

Chu Luo walked in with her pajamas and underwear, and when she heard the sound of water, she naturally stood at the door of the bathroom without any shyness.

"Here." Chu Luo looked at Ling Yuan's very promising figure calmly.

Ling Yuan put away the hot water, turned around, took the clothes with his dry hands, and put them on the shelf.

"What's for dinner?" Chu Luo was also hungry.

"Whatever." Ling Yuan was in a bad mood and didn't care about what to eat.

Chu Luo: "If you don't sell it casually, don't soak it for too long." Before leaving, she thoughtfully closed the door, trying to cover it up.

Chu Luo ordered a meal, squeezed a glass of watermelon juice and brought it upstairs.

Knocking on the bathroom door, Chu Luo said, "I put freshly squeezed watermelon juice on the bedside table, remember to drink it."

Ling Yuan, who was lying in the hot water, raised his head and closed his eyes, and replied, "Okay."

When the police arrived at the scene, Jun Qi put down his work and rushed here with professionals.

After receiving the news, Wang Chengjun hired a killer, and the target was Ling Yuan.

When he arrived at the place and sealed off the scene, Jun Qi picked up an empty bullet casing on the ground, his heart pounded, and it fell to the ground and broke into eight pieces.

"Call all the nearby intersections, supermarkets and monitors." We must find Ling Yuan, and there must be no accidents, and blood will die!Jun Qi commanded the staff to act immediately.

"There is a situation on the roof opposite." After receiving the report from the police, Jun Qi rushed to the opposite side with some people.

On the roof, a middle-aged man fell to the ground, holding a wooden warehouse with a silencer in his hand.

Jun Qi felt incredible, who killed the other party!Is there another wave of people waiting in the wings?

This place is not safe, so hurry back after the inspection.

Jun Qi was confused, "Say it again!"

It's not that I didn't hear the conclusion of the preliminary investigation clearly, but I suspected that I was old and had ear problems and had auditory hallucinations.

"The deceased was 46 years old and had an ordinary appearance. He did not find anything to prove his identity. The fingerprints on the wooden warehouse belonged to only the other party. After forensic identification, he died of cardiac arrest."

The corpse brought back the corpse, and Jun Qi was waiting for the detailed autopsy report.

It is unbelievable that a good shooter died of a heart attack. Could it be that he died of fright?

The murder failed, afraid that the employer would come to ask for an explanation, or worried that the whereabouts would be exposed and taken to the police station?

If the heart of a killer is not strong enough, how can he survive in this business? Jun Qi is worried about the dead, and the death is too easy.

I prefer to believe that the other party was killed by someone else, or be brave enough to kill myself to confuse the public and cut off the clues.

Zheng Yiping called to ask about the situation: "Have you found him?"

"No, I'll go to your place later." It was unclear on the phone.

Jun Qi arrived at Zheng Yiping's office, put the autopsy report in his hand on the table, "Look."

The indescribable expression aroused Zheng Yiping's little curiosity.

"How is it possible!" What a big joke!

Zheng Yiping read it twice: "Are you sure you can't find any other injuries, or did you eat something else?"

"I shaved off all the hair on my body, and searched inch by inch with a magnifying glass. The possibility you said does not exist!" Jun Qi couldn't laugh when he saw it for himself.

"Where's the surveillance video?" Zheng Yiping put down the suspicious autopsy report.

"Still collecting, my people will send it over later." Jun Qi found a chair and sat down.

"At the scene where the bullet casings remained, no blood was found, so it failed." Obviously, Jun Qi couldn't tell whether he was more regretful or more fortunate.

Zheng Yiping heaved a sigh of relief and took a sip of water to stabilize his mood.

"This incident has sounded the alarm for us." The legal society still does this, and the supervision is weak.

There was a knock on the office door, and the people waiting for Jun Qi came.

"Mr. Chu in the prosperous age overtook Ling Yuan and went home." The forensics officer said a strange phenomenon, "Before Ling Yuan got into the car, he made a wooden warehouse facing the building where the deceased was found." Actions."

Jun Qi reached out for the USB flash drive and opened it with the laptop he brought.

Seeing the picture, various conjectures emerged in Jun Qi's mind: "Someone is assisting, making gestures as a signal? Or is his finger a wooden warehouse, transforming people!"

Zheng Yiping turned his eyeballs upwards, and gave Jun Qi one, you can give him even more outrageous eyes.

"Get on the plane and go through the security check. If you can't get it out, you'll be damned." Zheng Yiping was so imaginative that he was speechless.

"High-tech products, the normal low-end version of the security inspection machine can't scan them." Jun Qi imagined infinitely, "Otherwise, how to explain the other party's gestures?"

Zheng Yiping couldn't answer: "You have to ask the Lord."

"See you tomorrow." Jun Qi really didn't want to face the 'big man' who would destroy people just by opening his mouth.

"Have the person arrested, and there will be no accidents to talk about anything." Zheng Yiping threw his hand and handed it over to Jun Qi.

He rushed to Wang's house with people, showed the search warrant and arrest warrant, and formally took the suspect away for examination.

Wang Shenglin still didn't understand what happened until he entered the palace for the second time.Stay at home well and misfortune will come from heaven.

Wang Chengjun's refusal to confess that Brother Mai killed the murderer, and his attitude of not knowing what to ask, made the interrogators extremely irritable.

Jun Qi went in and said only one sentence: "The person you invited died of a heart attack."

Wang Chengjun couldn't control his expression well, and instantly distorted his entire face.

There is no need for Wang Chengjun to speak, this is enough.

Chu family, Ling Yuan took a bath for a while, came out to drink the watermelon juice, and went downstairs for dinner.

"Rest early, good night."

"Good night." The two went back to their rooms.

Ling Yuan couldn't sleep, so he went downstairs, and saw a dozen unopened A4 papers on the shoe cabinet, and found a pen under the coffee table in the living room.

Sitting on the sofa with a paper and a pen, recalling the content of the novel I wrote, writing quickly on the paper, swiping a few times to fill a piece of paper, and putting it aside.

Chu Luo woke up in the middle of the night, and went out to take a look at Ling Yuan, but when she walked to the next door, the door was open, and when she went in, no one was there.

When I went downstairs, a small light was turned on in the living room, and a figure nestled on the sofa and wrote a book.

Chu Luo didn't make a sound, went to the kitchen to drink a glass of warm water, took a box of room temperature milk from the refrigerator, and poured it into a glass to warm it up.

Walking to the sofa, putting down the milk, Chu Luo asked, "Can't sleep?"

"Yeah." Idle is also idle, Ling Yuan didn't raise his head.

Chu Luo went upstairs and brought a bottle of ink down, and put it on the tea table, "Don't be too late, drink milk and go to bed early."

"Go to sleep." Ling Yuan was very energetic and didn't feel sleepy at all.

Chu Luo went upstairs and went back to her room to rest.

When she woke up in the morning, she was no longer in the living room, so Chu Luo walked to the coffee table and picked up the scattered papers.

Flipping through the pages, Chu Luo was slightly surprised: "This is the script!" What a delicate description!

According to the marked footer, after tidying up and putting it on the coffee table, Chu Luo went upstairs, pushed open the half-closed guest bedroom door, and walked in.

Ling Yuan slept until his clothes fell apart, and the quilt was huddled in the corner of the bed, which was very pitiful.

Chu Luo laughed silently, pulled the quilt over Ling Yuan lightly, so as not to catch a cold.

The sleeping person lost his usual arrogance and suddenly felt extremely cute.

Go out, close the door, go downstairs and hear the doorbell ring.