captive hacker god

The environment of a Japanese restaurant is always elegant, and the restaurant Owen and the others chose is no exception. However, due to the large space, there is a large distance between the seats. Perhaps so, their sizing up and whispering discussions are not the same. The lady in red didn't notice.

After Owen noticed this, he asked Ling Feiyan to sit beside him. This person's figure perfectly blocked his whole figure, and the latter was not dissatisfied with his existence like a screen, but rather interested A peek at what Owen is trying to do.

Owen put the notebook on his lap and opened it with peace of mind. He tapped the keyboard lightly with his fingers and didn't know what he was doing. At this moment, the person who was waiting for the girl in red came.

The well-dressed man smiled apologetically at her, and the two began to talk, Ling Feiyan suddenly frowned.

Owen stopped, looked up at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's a little strange..." Ling Feiyan couldn't tell what Sol could tell, but he just intuitively told him that the atmosphere was a little tense, and this atmosphere came from the table of the girl in red. She hurriedly told the man something, the man's appearance At first glance, he looked gentle and polite, but Ling Feiyan could see the impatience under his smile.

He is a person who has been at the bottom of society, and he has his own set of rules when looking at people and things, but now his beast-like intuition tells him that these two are not lovers. Although he can't hear what they are arguing about, it is definitely not a relationship issue.

Just when he was in a daze, Owen's meaningful words sounded beside his ears, "You also see the problem?"

"Ah."

"It's amazing, it seems that you have a good eye for people."

Owen's straightforward praise made Ling Feiyan a little uncomfortable, and he took a big sip of water before returning to the original topic, "What do you know?"

"Well, that woman is not simple." Owen paused, hooked his index finger and asked him to come closer, Ling Feiyan thought about it and sat up straight beside him.

"She's a commercial spy, and now I think she's in trouble." Having said that, Owen frowned and said in a low voice: "Her identity has been discovered, maybe this man is her servant, or he may be the one who discovered her." Colleagues with actions." When there is no name but only appearance, it is very troublesome to find out the identity of a man, and it takes a long way to go.

"She..." When Ling Feiyan opened his mouth to say something, he suddenly seemed to feel something, frowned slightly, turned sideways and blocked Owen with his body without a trace, and then, as if to confirm As if he had guessed, the negotiation between the girl in red and the man had obviously failed. Angrily, she picked up her bag and walked straight out the door. The man smiled helplessly at everyone.

However, the girl in red suddenly let out a scream when she was about to step out of the restaurant, and then the waiter standing by the door screamed—"Dead, dead—!"

Owen and Ling Feiyan glanced at each other, neither of them expected the accident to happen so quickly.

The manager of the restaurant asked the waiter to appease the guests and at the same time called the police. The guests present were very disturbed and asked to check out and leave. The manager seemed a little hesitant and comforted him.

"He didn't want us to leave," Ling Feiyan said.

"Probably requested by the police." Owen answered, then suddenly frowned and said, "He wants to leave."

Ling Feiyan froze for a moment, he really didn't have any experience in this kind of thing, when he mentioned it, he looked to the right and happened to find that the man who was at the same table as the girl in red came to the door and talked to the waiter. As if wanting to leave.

This man is the most likely to become the murderer...

Ling Feiyan was nudged by Owen, and when he turned around to see him gesturing to keep him, he went to the gate without further ado. The man seemed to have some reason to persuade the waiter to hand over a thousand-yuan bill and was about to leave. Ling Feiyan reached out to block the man.

"Sir, please step aside."

"You'd better stay safe and wait for the police to arrive. Do you know this woman? Can you just leave like this?"

"Indeed, they know each other..."

"Aren't they lovers? Why did they suddenly want to leave?"

Ling Feiyan's words brought back the memory of the waiter, and the man seemed to be annoyed and began to push and bump. This action looked even more suspicious in the eyes of others. Ling Feiyan's tall figure blocked the door like this, and the scandal came from behind. Scarlet language finally made the man dissatisfied.He first pulled the waiter's hand away, then raised his leg and kicked Ling Feiyan.

Ling Feiyan raised his lips in disdain, his eyes were red, he turned sideways, pressed his upper body with his right palm into a fist, and the man punched hard, and the man fell to the ground with a loud bang— , the waiter picked up the potted plant that fell on the ground, and looked at the man carefully.

"Tsk! It's useless to be unconscious...!" Ling Feiyan raised his foot and kicked the man tentatively.

The waiter was at a loss and wanted to stop him, but Ling Feiyan kicked him a few more times as if he was addicted to the game before retracting his leg. At this moment, there were more than a dozen sounds of "Shutchacha──" from outside the door. shutter sound.

It was only then that Ling Feiyan realized belatedly...it turned out that the action just now made his sunglasses fall off, and there were several reporters outside the door who heard the news. The man who was flattened into a ball.

"Ling Feiyan hit someone again!"

"It's a fatality! It's a dead person!"

"God! This is big news! Ling Feiyan is involved in the murder..."

I don't know who called it out first, and then people's memories were awakened, and they all recognized Ling Feiyan as a star.Based on gossip and good intentions, the front of the restaurant is already surrounded by a sea of ​​people. Even if Ling Feiyan is not the murderer in this situation, reporters will definitely write him as a suspect because of their good nature.

Ling Feiyan's face darkened, the sound of the shutter next to his ears and the constantly dodging flashlights were disturbing, and the unstoppable impatience and impatience in his heart made him strongly feel like beating someone to vent.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! The police—"

At this time, a few uniformed policemen came outside the door, and the man who walked in the front, dressed in a suit and looked special, with a gentle and heroic face, ordered the scene to be sealed off.

Ling Feiyan was also forcibly taken back to the restaurant by two policemen. Seeing that his emotions were about to lose control, Owen walked up to him.

Ling Feiyan, who was glanced at, withdrew his struggle slightly, and seeing those beautiful peach eyes, his uncontrollable emotions gradually calmed down. Seeing him stop and struggle, the two policemen still dare not let go.

Owen stared at the only man not wearing a uniform. He didn't expect to see this old man so soon... With a tentative attitude, he stepped forward and said, "Captain Sima, you seem to have arrested the wrong person."

Hearing this, Sima Yan withdrew her gaze from looking at the scene, turned her head to look back at the young man who was speaking, her peach blossom eyes glanced at him faintly, and her long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, "Who is this gentleman?"

"Witness, you arrested my man. The murderer probably has something to do with the man lying over there. You should also see something is wrong?" Owen pointed his index finger at the man who had fallen by the door and was helped to sit next to him. The man said that when he passed by, the meaningful words sounded in a low voice: "What's more, you should know the identity of the deceased, right? Governor Sima..."

Sima Yan was obviously taken aback, frowned and stared at Owen's back, doubts flashed in his eyes, he snapped his fingers thoughtfully, the two policemen holding Ling Feiyan backed away immediately, Owen was satisfied when he saw this, and Said: "Also, if possible, it's better to close the door first, it's very noisy outside."

Sima Yan stared at Owen as if in deep thought. After a while, he followed Owen's instructions readily, tapped his chin, walked up to Owen and pulled his lips politely. He lightly lifted his glasses to cover the light in his eyes. "The gentleman spoke in the tone of a man I knew."

"..." Owen remained silent, and began to consider whether to take this opportunity to reunite with old friends, but the question remained the same - would this man who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods believe it?Wouldn't it be considered a neuropathy?

However, I believe that Sima should be very puzzled by telling the unknown title of this man, right?After all, I seem to be the only one who would jokingly refer to him based on the history of the Three Kingdoms. Isn't it interesting to let this guy get tangled up slowly?

Thinking of this, he curled his lips maliciously.

As if seeing his thoughts, Sima Yan turned to look at the manager at the right time and said, "Tell me what happened."

"That's right, Miss..."

While they were talking, Ling Feiyan walked back to Owen, looked at him who lowered his head and hesitated to speak, as if he was embarrassed to say something, Owen couldn't help but asked, "Are you hurt?"

"No," Ling Feiyan's gaze fell on the stunned man, and he whispered, "Don't you mind? I seem to have screwed up again..."

This is not the first time. He was caught by a reporter and took pictures of violence, so his scandal and image will also drop to the present. This is also the reason why filmmakers seldom ask him to make films. No one likes this kind of problem. An artist, that's why he was hidden in the snow.

Owen nodded knowingly, and said in a light tone: "It doesn't matter if you take all the shots."

Ling Feiyan was stunned for a moment, then stared at him and asked: "But tomorrow's newspapers and magazines will be published again, and this time there are dead people. I really don't know what the reporters will write?" After a pause, Can't help but add, "The manager has to take into account the artist's image, it will be very embarrassing for you..."

The more he talked, the more uncertain his heart became.She clearly agreed to work hard with Owen to become popular, but in the end, she got carried away and couldn't control her emotions again...

"It's nothing, the truth will be revealed later, or do you not want the photos to be published?" Owen still couldn't grasp his point and asked back.

"That's not what I meant. Anyway, don't you mind? My image..." Ling Feiyan yelled bluntly.

"Well, anyway, I've seen a lot of reports before. Speaking of which, you are good at fighting, are you good at fighting?" For a person like Owen who has no motor nerves, it was like watching a live Jianghu movie just now. He just felt very handsome, his tone was unconsciously a little excited, and his peach blossom eyes blinked and blinked.

After discovering this, Ling Feiyan heaved a sigh of relief and returned to his normal tone, "Well, among other things, I'm pretty good at fighting. I got into this profession when I was scouted to make martial arts movies." Said Seeing him laughingly looking at the manager who was aroused by curiosity and showing a cute expression, if possible, I really want to go along with it, but the current situation is not suitable.

Owen nodded again and again, no wonder... As if remembering something, he suddenly said: "If you are worried about those reporters, you can remember which newspaper it is, and I will solve it for you."

"Can this be done?" Ling Feiyan was a little surprised. Although some celebrity scandals in the circle were suppressed by the children of rich families, they would be mosaiced or published under aliases, not because of the influence of the Li family. The shortcoming is that the pervasive practices of these reporters are hard to guard against, and it is difficult to avoid one or two reports...

Owen showed a confident expression, raised his chin and said, "Of course."

Ling Feiyan then turned his head and secretly took note of the company logos pinned to the chests of the reporters who were poking around outside the door. Even if he was used to this kind of reporting, he still didn't want to cause trouble to Owen.

Apparently, these two people didn't realize that it was very strange to discuss these things at the murder scene, and the communication between the two people talking about each other and surprisingly converging on the topic was even more weird. Doubt and wonder.

One thought that the other party wanted to use the family's influence to solve the scandal, and the other thought about hacking the other party's computer at night to solve the scandal... In short, the two of them didn't realize that they were standing at the scene of the murder. The point should be---who is the murderer?