The actor is slapped in the face by the chef every day

The author has something to say: "Considering the special status of the victim, I hope the police will not spread the news."

In the police station, the chef asked the chief of police solemnly.

"We fully understand your concerns, and you can rest assured. However, according to what you said, the kidnapper is very familiar with you, so can you help us think about where the most likely hiding place is?"

Where will it be?

Until today, Li Luo realized that his understanding of this little junior was not as much as he thought.

All the surveillance cameras around the villa were checked by the police, but apart from a jeep whose license plate could not be clearly seen from a distance, there were no more clues.

No, it should never be like this.

Since Neil left the note, he hoped that he could see it, and then follow the clues on the paper to meet him, instead of staying where he is now without a clue.

What is the clue?

Walking on the street, Li Luo shuttled among the people coming and going, his thoughts had already drifted away.

Suddenly he felt that he had bumped into something, and then an exclamation of "Oops" rang in his ears, pulling Li Luo back to his senses.

"My Sophora japonica steamed stuffed bun!" Dressed in pink and soft like cotton candy, the little girl looked at the Sophora japonica steamed stuffed bun that was accidentally knocked to the ground by the chef and only took a bite, she pouted her mouth and wanted to cry without tears.

Bent down at a loss, the head chef looked at the tearful little girl, searched all over his pockets and found a piece of nut cake, which made the little girl laugh out of tears, and ate it with a satisfied face.

——By the way, Sophora japonica!

Thinking of the pagoda flower pattern printed on that letter, and the pagoda tree branches on Fu Jinghui's window sill, Li Luo decided to take a gamble.

"Officer Wang, where do Sophora japonica bloom the best in Beijing? No, no, it's not an ordinary Sophora japonica, but red!"

"It's the next day, and that person still hasn't come."

Fu Jinghui was sitting on the sofa watching the news when Neil Shi suddenly walked in.

"It seems that he really doesn't care about you that much." Neil smiled complacently.

"It's only the second day." Fu Jinghui sat cross-legged on the sofa, unmoved at all: "Or are you impatient?"

The smile on his face paused, and Neil immediately stretched his brows: "That's right, it's only the second day, so it doesn't matter if you wait for two more days with hope..."

"Boss, that person has found the door." A thin man came in suddenly, whispering beside Neil.

The arc of the corner of his mouth stopped abruptly, and Neil narrowed his eyes instantly, looking at Fu Jinghui who was sitting on the sofa.

No, it's murderous!

Sensing the changes in Neil's aura sensitively, Fu Jinghui looked at him warily.

"A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Leaning against the door frame, Neil tilted his head.

Without hesitation, Fu Jinghui directly chose: "Good news!"

"OK," snapped his fingers, and Neil smiled coldly: "The good news is that your ex-boyfriend, my good brother, is here."

There were not many surprises, Fu Jinghui didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and paid attention to the other party's every move:

"Oh? What's the bad news?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Neil pretended to be helpless and sighed: "The bad news is, in order to make our test look more real, I have to make you look a little bit embarrassed, so that we can test Li Luo more realistically. Don’t you really think so?”

After saying that, a rope appeared in the thin man's hand, and he walked towards Fu Jinghui step by step.

He knew it wasn't that easy!

Being tightly bound, Fu Jinghui looked at the strong men guarding the door, and lamented in his heart: "You bastard surnamed Li, this time you really hurt me!"

Inquiring from Police Officer Wang where there are red Sophora japonica flowers in Beijing, the chef couldn't wait for the police to find them, so he rushed there ahead of time.

There are a lot of houses around here, Li Luo observes them one by one, not those with bad orientation, those with flowers and plants on the window sills, and those without curtains... According to Neil's usual preferences, he finally stopped at one. In front of a small, single-family apartment.

An old Sophora japonica flower stands in front of the house, the red petals are crowded together, looking from a distance, it looks like a red cloud.

Bright red, ominous.

Thinking of how he rescued Fu Jinghui when He Gang imprisoned him last time, Li Luo couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart:

Never let history repeat itself!

Taking a deep breath, the head chef walked to the door, and just as his hand touched the door, the door opened by itself.

The door is unlocked, come in and sit down.

This was Neil's little habit when he was learning cooking together.Because Li Luo is the one closest to him, so in order to let his senior brother come to visit him often, Neil's room door is often unlocked, and he will ask Li Luo to help him with some small things like tidying up the house.

Sighing at the appearance of the juniors who grew up together back then, the chef opened the door and saw Neil sitting in the middle of the living room.

"It's pretty fast. I thought you'd have to work hard to find this place." Looking up from the sofa, Neil looked at Li Luo with a strange innocence in his eyes:

"Look, you still know me well. You can even judge exactly what kind of house I will choose. Why don't you stay with me? Those worldly mediocrities can only judge a person's talent by a few dishes, Bewildered by superficial appearances and clinging to what they think of as 'rules', what's the point of living like this? Why don't I build a new kingdom with my own hands and create rules according to my own preferences."

"Where is Fu Jinghui?"

Worried about Mr. Actor's state, Li Luo suppressed his irritability, and after Neil finished speaking, he asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Do you like that guy very much? Because of him, he didn't hesitate to disregard our friendship for many years, embarrassing me in front of so many people, so that I can no longer hold my head up in the food industry in my life. Heh! The national male god? Without that Zhang face, he is nothing!"

Suddenly turned around, Li Luo strode up to Neil, pulled up the collar of Neil, with a faint chill in his eyes: "What did you do to him?"

"What? Worried about him? You've never been so worried about me before." Blushing, Neil squeezed Master Chef's wrist, trying to breathe some fresh air:

"I crippled a hand for you... When I can no longer use a knife... I just got a vague greeting from you, 'rest well and pay attention to your body'... That kid... fell on my shoulders On my hand...if I don't let out a bad breath...how can I be worthy of the knife you stabbed in the back?"

"Where did you get him?!"

Li Luo's face became increasingly ugly.

"Something you don't know... destroy that little boy who can only deceive people... lose his appearance... I want to see what else he can live on!"

With a pain in his heart, Li Luo slammed Neil to the ground with all his strength.

"Cough cough cough..."

Lying on the ground, Neil laughed wantonly: "With this attitude, do you want me to tell you the whereabouts of that person? Asking for help should also have a begging attitude, Li Luo, it's because you have been on the top for a long time, and you have forgotten something Calling the situation coercive?"

The teeth were gritted, and the master chef squeezed out a voice from between his teeth:

"Please tell me, where is Fu Jinghui?"

Propping himself up with his arms, Neil half-prostrated on the ground, shaking his head with a smile: "That's not okay, just by looking at your expression, I know you're scolding me in your heart! The bosses of the companies I annexed are just like you, bowing their heads to me, while cursing me viciously in their hearts!"

Li Luo's face was almost broken, Li Luo clenched his fists: "Then what do you want?"

"Naturally, the more sincere the attitude is, the more I am satisfied before I can tell you the news you want to know!" Neil looked at his senior brother with an expression of "Why don't you even understand this bit of worldly wisdom?"

Seeing the master chef standing there stiffly, not knowing what to do, Neil reminded the other party with a "kind" face: "I heard that in China, if you ask someone for something important, you have to kneel down."

"—Neil!" Han Sheng called out the other party's name, and Li Luo warned the other party not to be too arrogant.

"Why, don't you want to? You can." Getting up from the ground, Neil patted the ashes on his body, waved his hand, and the thin man under him picked up the remote control on the table and turned on the TV.

On the screen, Fu Jinghui was in a small space, his hands were tightly tied with ropes, his face was covered with bloodstains, and he sat quietly in a corner with his eyes closed.

Looking at the appearance of the person he was thinking about, Li Luo's heart was bleeding.

"There's still half an hour left, and the stowaway is about to leave!" A malicious voice sounded beside Li Luo, and Neil sighed regretfully: "It's a pity that kid thought you could save him, who knows People who keep saying 'any price can be paid' are planning to give up on him after seeing his disfigured appearance!"

"I didn't!" Hastily retorted, the master chef glared at him angrily: "No matter what he becomes, I will never despise him!"

A dark light flashed across his eyes, and Neil pretended to be surprised: "Oh? Really? But looking at you, I thought you weren't going to take him back!"

Half an hour... It will take an hour at the fastest until Police Officer Wang and the others arrive. By then, Fu Jinghui has been sent to nowhere!

Biting his lips hard, Master Chef clenched his fists tightly, his nails had pierced his palms, and there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart for a moment:

Is it to delay time or to stabilize the other party?

If there is a delay, I am afraid that Fu Jinghui's safety cannot be guaranteed. Even if the police can catch Neil by then, what is the point of losing Fu Jinghui alone!

Looking directly at Neil, Li Luo suddenly knelt down, really knelt down.

Surprised by the crisp sound, Neil looked at the man kneeling in front of him, a man whom he regarded as a goal to surpass, and his face turned pale immediately:

"You are...willing to do this for him?"

"Sorry to interrupt..." A male voice sounded at the door, gorgeous and deep:

"The one you're talking about seems to be my own younger brother."

——————————— The author has something to say about the fox chatting———————

Brother is finally online!It's time for Master Chef to take care of it. Don't worry, Erhuo is not injured. We have discussed with Neil to cheat Master Chef together!

It's just that Neil wanted to vent his anger because he was unwilling, while the film king did it simply because he wanted to vent his anger!

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"Considering the special status of the victim, I hope the police will not spread the news."

In the police station, the chef asked the chief of police solemnly.

"We fully understand your concerns, and you can rest assured. However, according to what you said, the kidnapper is very familiar with you, so can you help us think about where the most likely hiding place is?"

Where will it be?

Until today, Li Luo realized that his understanding of this little junior was not as much as he thought.

All the surveillance cameras around the villa were checked by the police, but apart from a jeep whose license plate could not be clearly seen from a distance, there were no more clues.

No, it should never be like this.

Since Neil left the note, he hoped that he could see it, and then follow the clues on the paper to meet him, instead of staying where he is now without a clue.

What is the clue?

Walking on the street, Li Luo shuttled among the people coming and going, his thoughts had already drifted away.

Suddenly he felt that he had bumped into something, and then an exclamation of "Oops" rang in his ears, pulling Li Luo back to his senses.

"My Sophora japonica steamed stuffed bun!" Dressed in pink and soft like cotton candy, the little girl looked at the Sophora japonica steamed stuffed bun that was accidentally knocked to the ground by the chef and only took a bite, she pouted her mouth and wanted to cry without tears.

Bent down at a loss, the head chef looked at the tearful little girl, searched all over his pockets and found a piece of nut cake, which made the little girl laugh out of tears, and ate it with a satisfied face.

——By the way, Sophora japonica!

Thinking of the pagoda flower pattern printed on that letter, and the pagoda tree branches on Fu Jinghui's window sill, Li Luo decided to take a gamble.

"Officer Wang, where do Sophora japonica bloom the best in Beijing? No, no, it's not an ordinary Sophora japonica, but red!"

"It's the next day, and that person still hasn't come."

Fu Jinghui was sitting on the sofa watching the news when Neil Shi suddenly walked in.

"It seems that he really doesn't care about you that much." Neil smiled complacently.

"It's only the second day." Fu Jinghui sat cross-legged on the sofa, unmoved at all: "Or are you impatient?"

The smile on his face paused, and Neil immediately stretched his brows: "That's right, it's only the second day, so it doesn't matter if you wait for two more days with hope..."

"Boss, that person has found the door." A thin man came in suddenly, whispering beside Neil.

The arc of the corner of his mouth stopped abruptly, and Neil narrowed his eyes instantly, looking at Fu Jinghui who was sitting on the sofa.

No, it's murderous!

Sensing the changes in Neil's aura sensitively, Fu Jinghui looked at him warily.

"A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Leaning against the door frame, Neil tilted his head.

Without hesitation, Fu Jinghui directly chose: "Good news!"

"OK," snapped his fingers, and Neil smiled coldly: "The good news is that your ex-boyfriend, my good brother, is here."

There were not many surprises, Fu Jinghui didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and paid attention to the other party's every move:

"Oh? What's the bad news?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Neil pretended to be helpless and sighed: "The bad news is, in order to make our test look more real, I have to make you look a little bit embarrassed, so that we can test Li Luo more realistically. Don’t you really think so?”

After saying that, a rope appeared in the thin man's hand, and he walked towards Fu Jinghui step by step.

He knew it wasn't that easy!

Being tightly bound, Fu Jinghui looked at the strong men guarding the door, and lamented in his heart: "You bastard surnamed Li, this time you really hurt me!"

Inquiring from Police Officer Wang where there are red Sophora japonica flowers in Beijing, the chef couldn't wait for the police to find them, so he rushed there ahead of time.

There are a lot of houses around here, Li Luo observes them one by one, not those with bad orientation, those with flowers and plants on the window sills, and those without curtains... According to Neil's usual preferences, he finally stopped at one. In front of a small, single-family apartment.

An old Sophora japonica flower stands in front of the house, the red petals are crowded together, looking from a distance, it looks like a red cloud.

Bright red, ominous.

Thinking of how he rescued Fu Jinghui when He Gang imprisoned him last time, Li Luo couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart:

Never let history repeat itself!

Taking a deep breath, the head chef walked to the door, and just as his hand touched the door, the door opened by itself.

The door is unlocked, come in and sit down.

This was Neil's little habit when he was learning cooking together.Because Li Luo is the one closest to him, so in order to let his senior brother come to visit him often, Neil's room door is often unlocked, and he will ask Li Luo to help him with some small things like tidying up the house.

Sighing at the appearance of the juniors who grew up together back then, the chef opened the door and saw Neil sitting in the middle of the living room.

"It's pretty fast. I thought you'd have to work hard to find this place." Looking up from the sofa, Neil looked at Li Luo with a strange innocence in his eyes:

"Look, you still know me well. You can even judge exactly what kind of house I will choose. Why don't you stay with me? Those worldly mediocrities can only judge a person's talent by a few dishes, Bewildered by superficial appearances and clinging to what they think of as 'rules', what's the point of living like this? Why don't I build a new kingdom with my own hands and create rules according to my own preferences."

"Where is Fu Jinghui?"

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"Considering the special status of the victim, I hope the police will not spread the news."

In the police station, the chef asked the chief of police solemnly.

"We fully understand your concerns, and you can rest assured. However, according to what you said, the kidnapper is very familiar with you, so can you help us think about where the most likely hiding place is?"

Where will it be?

Until today, Li Luo realized that his understanding of this little junior was not as much as he thought.

All the surveillance cameras around the villa were checked by the police, but apart from a jeep whose license plate could not be clearly seen from a distance, there were no more clues.

No, it should never be like this.

Since Neil left the note, he hoped that he could see it, and then follow the clues on the paper to meet him, instead of staying where he is now without a clue.

What is the clue?

Walking on the street, Li Luo shuttled among the people coming and going, his thoughts had already drifted away.

Suddenly he felt that he had bumped into something, and then an exclamation of "Oops" rang in his ears, pulling Li Luo back to his senses.

"My Sophora japonica steamed stuffed bun!" Dressed in pink and soft like cotton candy, the little girl looked at the Sophora japonica steamed stuffed bun that was accidentally knocked to the ground by the chef and only took a bite, she pouted her mouth and wanted to cry without tears.

Bent down at a loss, the head chef looked at the tearful little girl, searched all over his pockets and found a piece of nut cake, which made the little girl laugh out of tears, and ate it with a satisfied face.

——By the way, Sophora japonica!

Thinking of the pagoda flower pattern printed on that letter, and the pagoda tree branches on Fu Jinghui's window sill, Li Luo decided to take a gamble.

"Officer Wang, where do Sophora japonica bloom the best in Beijing? No, no, it's not an ordinary Sophora japonica, but red!"

"It's the next day, and that person still hasn't come."

Fu Jinghui was sitting on the sofa watching the news when Neil Shi suddenly walked in.

"It seems that he really doesn't care about you that much." Neil smiled complacently.

"It's only the second day." Fu Jinghui sat cross-legged on the sofa, unmoved at all: "Or are you impatient?"

The smile on his face paused, and Neil immediately stretched his brows: "That's right, it's only the second day, so it doesn't matter if you wait for two more days with hope..."

"Boss, that person has found the door." A thin man came in suddenly, whispering beside Neil.

The arc of the corner of his mouth stopped abruptly, and Neil narrowed his eyes instantly, looking at Fu Jinghui who was sitting on the sofa.

No, it's murderous!

Sensing the changes in Neil's aura sensitively, Fu Jinghui looked at him warily.

"A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Leaning against the door frame, Neil tilted his head.

Without hesitation, Fu Jinghui directly chose: "Good news!"

"OK," snapped his fingers, and Neil smiled coldly: "The good news is that your ex-boyfriend, my good brother, is here."

There were not many surprises, Fu Jinghui didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and paid attention to the other party's every move:

"Oh? What's the bad news?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Neil pretended to be helpless and sighed: "The bad news is, in order to make our test look more real, I have to make you look a little bit embarrassed, so that we can test Li Luo more realistically. Don’t you really think so?”

After saying that, a rope appeared in the thin man's hand, and he walked towards Fu Jinghui step by step.

He knew it wasn't that easy!

Being tightly bound, Fu Jinghui looked at the strong men guarding the door, and lamented in his heart: "You bastard surnamed Li, this time you really hurt me!"

Inquiring from Police Officer Wang where there are red Sophora japonica flowers in Beijing, the chef couldn't wait for the police to find them, so he rushed there ahead of time.

There are a lot of houses around here, Li Luo observes them one by one, not those with bad orientation, those with flowers and plants on the window sills, and those without curtains... According to Neil's usual preferences, he finally stopped at one. In front of a small, single-family apartment.

An old Sophora japonica flower stands in front of the house, the red petals are crowded together, looking from a distance, it looks like a red cloud.

Bright red, ominous.

Thinking of how he rescued Fu Jinghui when He Gang imprisoned him last time, Li Luo couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart:

Never let history repeat itself!

Taking a deep breath, the head chef walked to the door, and just as his hand touched the door, the door opened by itself.

The door is unlocked, come in and sit down.

This was Neil's little habit when he was learning cooking together.Because the one closest to him is Li Luo.