After being forced into an infinite stream, he slept with his nemesis

"My lord, are you really alright?" Ye Qianluo waited at the bathroom door for a while, then Mo Yuanbai came out, he walked a few steps, and followed behind Mo Yuanbai.

Mo Yuanbai's footsteps were as fast as flying, and he didn't look like he was in trouble at all. He said without turning his head, "Go back to Wuqing Palace."

After speaking, the man turned the corner ahead and stepped into the Dharma Gate in the blind spot of monitoring.

Just as Ye Qianluo wanted to follow in, Famen retracted, and he stepped on the air.

Inexplicably eating a closed door, he touched his nose resentfully, slapped his mouth a few times helplessly, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I told you that you know how to pinch the method!"

"Xiao Luo, let's go together." Ye Qianluo was about to find a way to come out when Sima Zhiyuan and Wu Qiuqiu came out and called him from behind.

"Don't look, Brother Xiao was arrested by the family, call him again if you have something to do." Wu Qiuqiu is very good at reading people's hearts, he saw Ye Qianluo glanced behind them, and he knew what Ye Qianluo was thinking.

Sima Zhiyuan figured out a way to go in first, followed by Wu Qiuqiu and Ye Qianluo.

In the Palace of Heartlessness, Mo Yuanbai had already changed into a dark suit, sat at the head, propped up on the armrest with one hand, and flipped the cigarette case back and forth between his five fingers with the other hand, his eyes were empty, focusing on a certain place.

Zhou Dafei and Fan Jinshan didn't dare to show their atmosphere, and sat down obediently.

"My lord!" Sima Zhiyuan stepped forward, keeping his voice very low, for fear of disturbing Mo Yuanbai's meditation.

"Sima, take Huang Qixin to the Hades." Mo Yuanbai's eyes suddenly recovered, he put the cigarette case on his hand, and pushed the lid of the box with his thumb.

"Thank you, Lord Mingsan, for avenging my grievance!" Huang Qixin showed his figure, and bowed deeply at 90 degrees to Mo Yuanbai.

"Yes!" Sima Zhiyuan made a bow to Mo Yuanbai, and led Huang Qixin into the sect.

Wu Qiuqiu sat in Ye Qianluo's position, and told Fan Jinshan the latest progress of the case. Zhou Dafei also leaned over to listen, and Ye Qianluo had to stand aside in embarrassment.

"The cultural relics management office will come to install the slogans tomorrow. I'll leave this to you, and contact the person who comes." Mo Yuanbai looked over from above, and said to Ye Qianluo.

"Yes. It seems that there is nothing to do tonight. Can I go get the car and do some shopping?" Ye Qianluo made a request awkwardly.

As soon as he drove out of the parking lot, he was caught by Mo Yuanbai to pretend to be a young man. Now his Maserati is still parked in the Star Papa parking lot near Jinyuan Community.

After hearing this, Mo Yuanbai got up from the top and walked down, pulled his unwrinkled suit jacket, and said as he passed by Ye Qianluo, "It's just right, I want to drink a cup of coffee."

"Father Xing is not open 24 hours..." Ye Qianluo muttered softly.

He just reported that he wanted to go out. He was afraid that Qianmian Luosha's affairs would give him away, so he didn't dare to invite Mo Yuanbai, but since Mo Yuanbai had spoken, he still followed.

"Drive your car back first." Mo Yuanbai stretched out his ears behind his back and twisted a trick.

Ye Qianluo was a little confused about Mo Yuanbai's brain circuit, his face was frosty, and his facial expression didn't change at all, but he didn't wait for him just now, but this time he waited for him again.He just took it as the boss who was in a bad mood just now, but this time he adjusted, and wanted to make up for him?

He stepped into the Dharma Gate anxiously. The other side of the Dharma Gate was the parking lot of Papa Xing. As soon as he stepped out of the Dharma Gate, Mo Yuanbai followed and almost bumped into him.

"My lord, shall I drive?" Ye Qianluo took out the car keys and ran towards his car. Before getting into the car, he carefully looked around the car to see if it was scratched.

The global limited edition, he bought it from abroad with great effort, he cherishes it very much, and asked Qianmian Luosha to show him the car before.

"I'll do it." Mo Yuanbai appeared next to the driver's cab, took the car keys from Ye Qianluo without any explanation, opened the door and entered the driver's cab.

"Oh." Ye Qianluo scratched his head, not understanding Mo Yuanbai's motive, obediently got into the passenger cab, and buckled up the seat belt in time.

"Boom—" the sports car rushed out of the parking lot like an arrow leaving the string, and drove all the way towards the city center.

In the dead of night, the engine of the sports car is as loud as bombing the street.

Ye Qianluo frowned, the person next to him seemed to be venting something, he didn't dare to move, and firmly grasped the door handle.

"Thrust—" There was a long sound of brakes, and Mo Yuanbai made an emergency brake, and the sports car stopped at the intersection of traffic lights, although at this time, there was no car on the street.

"Hiss—" The brake sound seemed to scratch Ye Qianluo's heart, and he gasped.

"Why, are you feeling sorry for your new car?" Mo Yuanbai seemed to have the ability to read minds, and heard many meanings from Ye Qianluo's "hiss".

"Uh... no, no, no, my lord, I feel sorry for your feet... Does it hurt when you step on the brakes?" Ye Qianluo thought about it, turned his head to Mo Yuanbai, and forced out a mean laugh.

He must not appear petty in front of Mo Yuanbai!

The green light counted down and jumped up, Mo Yuanbai's peripheral vision lingered on Ye Qianluo's face for a second, let go of the brake, stepped on the accelerator heavily, and the sports car accelerated instantly and rushed out.

Ye Qianluo: "..."

The sports car drove all the way in the city center, entered the underground parking lot of Mo's ancestral home, and stopped.

People who drive don't get dizzy, but people who ride in cars get half-sick.

Ye Qianluo woke up from the dizziness, opened the car door, and saw a row of sports cars in the garage, including bright yellow, light green, bright red, light green, purple, and silver, all of which were full of color. Six cars, all in bright colors, are limited edition sports cars of various brands.

He blinked, and ran over to touch them one by one. The texture of his hand is real, not a dream!

"Do you like it?" Mo Yuanbai got out of the car and took a panoramic view of the amazement in his eyes.

"Hmm." Ye Qianluo's saliva dripped down.

Whose collection is this?Put it in the underground parking lot to eat ashes?Too awesome!

"Look more if you like it." Mo Yuanbai walked out from the exit of the parking lot with his long legs.

"My lord, my lord..." Ye Qianluo ran after him, his eyes sparkling like a puppy.

Mo Yuanbai turned his head and met these eyes. For some reason, those dark, round and bright children's eyes appeared in his mind, which were also shining like this.

When he came back from the detective team, he kept searching in his mind, but found nothing. It seemed that a heavy stone had suppressed his memory, and he couldn't remember the origin of those eyes.

He was very irritable, that's why when Ye Qianluo said to go back to get the car, he remembered Ye Qianluo's last time saying that he wanted to drink a cup of Xing Daddy, so he wanted to go by accident.

"Good performance, I can borrow you to drive." Seeing Ye Qianluo's small eyes, Mo Yuanbai felt much better.

"My lord, these cars... are all yours? Hey, why didn't you say it earlier! Ah! Fancier! My lord, where did you get so much money..." Mo Yuanbai walked fast, Ye Qianluo babbled Trot to keep up.

As soon as I got out of the parking lot, I heard the sound of "dong dong dong" drums, echoing in the empty Mo family's ancestral house.

"Ruthless Drum?" Ye Qianluo asked softly.

"En. Let's go." Mo Yuanbai created a method casually, stepped in by himself, and left the door for Ye Qianluo.

Ye Qianluo raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was four o'clock in the morning.

My heart twitched, huh, Yin Yang Unlimited Criminal Investigation System?Sun breaks during the day and yin breaks at night, after the busy day and night, my lord's work is really non-stop.

In the palace of ruthlessness, the soul bodies of three women stood in the soul lock formation.

Sima Zhiyuan went to send Huang Qixin to hand over to Hades, but he missed the route and hadn't come back yet. Wu Qiuqiu didn't go home for several days and saw that the case was solved, so he went home to report to his parents that he was safe. Only Zhou Dafei and Fan Jinshan were on duty in the Wuqing Temple.

Seeing Mo Yuanbai appearing at the top, Zhou Dafei and Fan Jinshan bowed to him together, Zhou Dafei said: "My lord, there are three ghosts crying for grievances, and the ghost escorts have already returned, saying that it is the handover procedure waiting for Sima Come back and make up."

Mo Yuanbai glanced behind him, and waited for Ye Qianluo to step out of the dharma door and stood beside him, then moved his fingers to retract the dharma door, sat down on the seat, and asked under the hall: "Who is calling for injustice?"

"grown ups!"

"You have to decide for us!"

"My lord, we died so unjustly! Woooo——"

It is said that there are three women in one play, and the three female ghosts are scrambling to be the first to cry and talk, their voices are really irritating to the ears.

Ye Qianluo stood beside Mo Yuanbai, condescendingly seeing Mo Yuanbai's picturesque eyebrows wrinkled, wishing to stretch out his hand to press him flat, he first looked down and said: "Speak one by one, such a mess , whose advice should adults listen to?"

The three female ghosts glanced at each other, the female ghosts on both sides closed their mouths, the female ghost in the middle took a step forward, bowed to Mo Yuanbai, and said sadly: "Master Mingjue, please You decide for the three of us! My name is Xiaohong, one of them is Xiaoqing and the other is Xiaofan, and the three of us are masseuses in the Red Dragonfly massage parlor."

Speaking of masseurs, Zhou Dafei and Fan Jinshan's expressions darkened.

Xiaohong sobbed twice, and continued: "Red Dragonfly is quite small. Today, the three of us are on the midnight shift. Just after midnight, a man came in and asked the three of us a question. If we didn't answer correctly, he took out the When the knife came, we were all killed with one knife at a time, so we were caught off guard and didn't even have time to fight back."

"Have you lied and wronged others?" Mo Yuanbai asked.

"Don't dare! My lord! We are new ghosts, and we won't lie!" Xiaoqing and Xiaofan repeatedly promised.

"What does a man look like?" Mo Yuanbai asked.

"Short and fat, wearing black clothes, he doesn't look like people who live in the village. He didn't ask the price when he came in, but asked us a question first." Xiaohong said.

"What's the problem?" Ye Qianluo asked.

"He asked: Are you mothers?" Another female ghost said cautiously, "It's a strange question. The three of us are all old, and we all had children in our hometown before we came out to work, so we were on duty in the middle of the night. "

"Yes, he asked us: Are you mothers? We all answered yes. I didn't expect to be murdered. Huh——" Xiaoqing cried with her mouth flattened, but there were no tears in her eyes.

"Do you still remember his appearance?" Mo Yuanbai asked.

"I can't remember clearly when he became a ghost. When he came in, we saw that he looked like a big customer, so we didn't greet him, and didn't pay much attention to his appearance. However, I remember that there was a mole on his lip." Xiaohong thought for a while and said.

"What accent do you speak?" Mo Yuanbai asked.

"It doesn't sound like a local accent, it sounds like someone from the direction of Qinghe." Xiaofan replied.

"I already know about your grievances. Tomorrow at the latest, your bodies will be found, and the detective team will track down and catch the real culprit. You come to the soul lock box first."

Just as Mo Yuanbai put the three female ghosts into the cigarette case, the phone rang.

After answering the phone, he said to everyone, "Someone reported that three female corpses were found in a suburban massage parlor."