The beauty of the fishing department is a god in the love variety show

The fire in the fireplace was roaring, and the fire light reflected half of the wall red, bringing a warm temperature.

Song An was lying comfortably on the sofa, with a thick wool blanket covering his legs, and holding a glass of fresh milk with honey in his hand.

He told Dias about today's investigation, hoping that the news that the murderer had been locked would make him happier.

Dias looked into the young man's eyes seriously, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Song An shook his head: "This is what I should do, and I hope that the murderer's punishment can let Mr. Adam rest in peace."

Dias fell silent, and asked after a while: "So, you are going to stay in the hotel tomorrow, won't you come back?"

"Yes, the room has already been booked, and the location is convenient for movement, so I won't run back and forth."

"Do you need me to prepare a better hotel for you?"

Song An smiled and thanked him for his kindness: "It's easy to be hated if you live too well, we'd better keep a low profile."

Dias didn't mind seeing him, and didn't force him, but turned to talk about another thing.

"Although personal privacy is involved, I still want to remind you, try not to get too close to Rachel, she doesn't like to get close to people in private life."

Song An was a little puzzled, he saw that Lei Qier looked quite normal today.

Dias obviously knew Rachel better than him. This beautiful and strong female police officer did not have a very happy childhood.Her mother passed away not long after taking her to remarry, and she has been living with her stepfather.

Her stepfather was a policeman, but was found dead at home.At that time, Lei Qier was only twelve or thirteen years old, and she was probably frightened at the time, and couldn't speak at all.

The case was finally settled, and the official case was determined to be a suicide, and Rachel was transferred to an orphanage to live for a few more years.

Surprise flashed in Song An's eyes, at least for now, he couldn't see the shadow of Lei Qier at all.

"So, what you mean is that it is very likely that Rachel could not accept others into her life because of her father's death."

Witnessing the death of her mother and the death of her father was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the young girl, so she had to pretend to be a strong wall and refuse to be approached by anyone.

Dias didn't say it clearly, but there are some things that don't need to be said too clearly.

Song An expressed his understanding, and silently kept this matter in his heart, so as not to make Lei Qier sad by talking too much.He still admires this resolute female police officer, and he doesn't want to expose her scars too much.

The next morning, when Song An came to the hotel, Lei Qier had already arranged everything under control, and when Oren went out to buy a camera in the afternoon, he could be captured in one fell swoop.

At lunch, Song An ate some small dishes provided by the hotel with her, and then went back to their rooms, intending to rest for a while before setting off.

Just when he was a little confused, he suddenly heard a soft knock on the door.To be honest, the noise was very soft, but thanks to his good hearing, he actually heard it.

He looked up at the old-fashioned clock hanging on the wall. It's not up yet, so why go out at this time.

Song An was a little curious, walked to the door lightly, and looked out through the cat's eyes.

The flashing figure was very familiar, it was Rachel.

He raised his eyebrows suspiciously, Rachel is the core figure of the whole plan, running around at this time is not quite her style.

But he didn't think too much about it, after all, Rachel might just go to get something, and she would be back soon.

Song An sat back on the bed, looked at the clock boredly, and calculated the time when she would come back.

But this time, I waited for an hour and 10 minutes.

"Okay, let's act."

He observed Rachel silently, and didn't see anything strange in her expression, so he could only put his doubts in his heart for the time being, and went out with the team.

However, until [-]:[-] in the afternoon, there was still no movement in Oren's room.It was almost the four o'clock that he had agreed with the boss, and it would be too late if he didn't leave.

Song An's heartbeat quickened, and he felt something was wrong sensitively.

"Are you sure Oren is still in the room?"

he asked in a low voice.

Lei Qier also had a serious look on her face. After hearing the question, she checked with the police officer watching over there again before nodding her head.

But as time passed, everyone became more and more restless.

It's so weird, something is wrong.

Rachel couldn't wait any longer, and immediately led people to Oren's room, planning to arrest him directly.

However, when they waited, they realized that everyone had been tricked.The woman in the blond wig in the room was not a corpse at all, but had been placed in front of a mirror to confuse the police outside, and the real Oren had long since disappeared.

Song An felt bad, and immediately followed Lei Qier into the police car, roaring around to search for Oren.

He estimated that he had just left not long ago, so he should not have run far.

The streets are very complicated, full of small alleys, and rows of low rooms are crowded together to create a huge maze, and it is easy to get lost.

Fortunately, as the driver, Rachel seems to be very familiar with this place, stepping on the pedal, let the car's engine make a low roar, and shuttle through the alley like a wild horse.

"It's Oren!"

Song An sharply saw the suspect running in the alley. He had already taken off his women's attire, and simply put a big fluffy beard on his face to cover up his true face.

But how could all this be hidden from Song An, he had already deeply remembered Oren's appearance in his mind, even if he was turned into ashes, he would still be able to recognize him.

Without any hesitation, Rachel quickly turned around and chased after Oren.Compared with her familiarity and sophistication, Oren obviously doesn't know much about this area.

However, this clever and cunning guy deliberately used the terrain to limit the approach of vehicles.In the end, they had to get out of the car and run the chase.

Oren's physical strength is obviously good, but neither Lei Qier nor Song An is bad.

The scenery on both sides of the alley was constantly receding, and Song An could feel his chest opening and closing violently in order to deliver more oxygen to him.

He could see that the distance between the two was getting closer, which gave him great confidence, and made him turn forward more and more like a fully fueled engine.

But just as he was about to approach Oren, Rachel took aim at the distance, took out a black object the size of a baseball from his waist, and threw it directly at Oren.

Song An's eyes widened, obviously realizing what it was, but before he could open his mouth to stop it, he could only quickly fall to the ground, buried his head in his arms, and covered his eyes.

There was a violent explosion, and the strong light burned his eyelids recklessly, and the strong shock wave directly smashed him into the corner of the wall, causing all the bones in his body to feel like they were broken.

Damn it, what the hell is Rachel trying to do? !

But Song An didn't have time to think about it. When he opened his eyes, he saw Oren had fallen to the ground, wriggling like a wounded bug.Obviously, he was injured more seriously because he was defenseless.

He quickly got up from the ground and flew towards Oren.However, Oren had already sat up, slipped a sharp knife out of his cuff, and aimed it at his neck.

Song An was startled, and immediately held down the handle of the knife with his left hand, and firmly grasped Oren's wrist with his right hand, blocking the tip of the knife from moving forward.

At this moment, Rachel finally arrived, and without any hesitation, she pointed her gun at Oren.

"do not……"

Before Song An could say a word, he felt the bullet slid past the side of his face with scorching air, and hit Oren's forehead at once, causing a round hole-shaped black wound.

It wasn't until Oren fell backwards and stopped motionless on the ground that Song An relaxed his movements and collapsed on the ground.It was as if his heart was about to pop out of his throat, his brain was filled with white light, and he couldn't think of anything.

The figure of Rachel ran past him, squatting in front of Oren to check his situation.Soon, he pointed to the microphone next to his mouth and said, "Olen was shot dead, you can come here."

Until Song An returned to the castle, he was still in a daze.Everything happened too fast, all the scenes were mixed together like meat flowers, red and white mixed in his mind, making him confused.

"Song An."

A deep and magnetic voice called his name, although it was a little strange, it still made him look in the direction of the voice in a daze.

The tall figure of a handsome man was reflected in his eyelids, that face that was always cold and unmoved by anything seemed to have a trace of worry at this moment.

He stopped at the spot at a loss, staring blankly at the man in a daze, trying to use his brain to respond, but he couldn't think of anything.

Dias already knew the whole story, but he still couldn't help frowning when he saw Song An, who had a dirty face, torn clothes, and many bloodstains on the back of his hands.

The young man at this time is like a puppy who has fallen into the water. He has been frightened dumb by the terrible world. Apart from staring at him helplessly with his big wet eyes, he doesn't seem to know how to react.

Vulnerability is so touching sometimes.

He stepped forward, took off his coat, put it on the young man, and ordered the housekeeper to call the doctor.Looking at the bloody scars on the back of that white hand, he could imagine how dangerous the situation was.

In fact, the young man does not have to take risks. He can just provide clues for investigation like others, and let the local police charge forward.

But for him, the young man rushed to the front without hesitation, even hand in hand with that vicious criminal.

Looking at his pale and bloodless face, Dias felt that the cold fingers in his hand were even trembling slightly.

Oh, what a pity!

"Be careful, don't hurt him."

The doctor who came in a hurry was warned by the lord at the first time, how could he dare to take it lightly, and immediately began to treat Song An's wound with extreme caution.

A trace of pain made Song An couldn't help gasping, until then his nerves were called back, and finally his soul fell into reality again.

"Master Dias, Oren has been shot dead."

He tentatively asked this sentence, and heard the system pop up a prompt-"Task [-] has been completed, and Dias's sorrow has come to a successful conclusion. Next, all guests have three days of free time. You can choose to leave, or you can choose to leave." Stay here and continue to gain Dias' favorability, congratulations."

Song An pursed her thin lips, and actually passed the level, does that mean this is the ultimate truth?

Seeing that the young man was dumbfounded again after finishing a sentence, Diaz's eyes flashed helplessly, and he gently pressed his arm to keep him from moving.

He gave the doctor a cold and oppressive glance, obviously warning him of his rudeness.

The doctor was about to break out in a cold sweat. He was really careful, but this kind of wound always needed to be disinfected, so it was naturally painful.

Dias touched the young man's hair gently, not even minding the dust on his hair: "I know, everything is over."

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