[Ultimate Series] Sun Rain II

Wuyang basically went to the police academy for training. The southern district is very good, but I don't know when the new boss will take office.

His temper should be to your liking.

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Of course Hua Linglong was not telling a ghost story, although everything he found later was close to a ghost story.

"I thought it was very strange at the time. After the accident happened to the Xie family, I went to check all their whereabouts. Except for the direct descendants of the Xie family...all of them were indeed confirmed dead." The young man paused, skipping Xie Yiqing's name. "And according to the Hua family's intelligence system, Mrs. Gu was indeed married by the head of the Gu family after Miss Xie's death."

If the fact that the two wives look exactly alike is just a personal hobby of the Patriarch of the Gu family, then the 83 members of the Xie family who have been confirmed dead can find exactly the same faces in the same circle, which becomes an unbelievable thing.

——And the identities and backgrounds of those people are the same as before, except that they are no longer named as Fengchen Xie's family.

The information from the police station may be deceiving, but the intelligence system of the Hua family is not, nor is the human reaction. Even though Hua Linglong wanted to take this as proof that the Xie family’s golden cicada had escaped its shell, his reason told him clearly and decisively. There must have been some story that he didn't know at the time.

What's even more frightening is that he found that all the insiders except himself were sincere and took all this for granted.

"That may be the type that Mr. Gu likes, and the young master," after the banquet, the young master asked the attendant about the information about Mrs. Gu, and this was the answer he got.The same-age follower and playmate whose name matched his figure very well scratched his head, honest and honest as always. "To be honest, I don't really remember Miss Xie's face anymore."

wrong.

Of course, the reason why he was chosen to be beside him is not only because of his large size, which looks intimidating. In fact, as the follower of the most honorable young master of the Hua family, in order to match his status, he must be selected according to the requirements of the almighty housekeeper. Mediation.It happens to include [super memory], which can remind the owner of various information about the person he communicates with when necessary.

And it is not small to meet such requirements, it is impossible to forget the face of Miss Xie's family.

But at that time, Hua Linglong didn't say anything more.

The young man stood with his head bowed in the night, his expression was covered by his drooping forehead hair, his long and soft eyelashes like feathers suppressed all the emotions hidden behind his pupils, and then he smiled slightly.

"That's right, it's been so long."

……

The story ends here.

Obviously, the young master omitted quite a long period of experience, but this does not prevent the black cat from extracting all the key information.

"By the way," he looked at the silent audience, and calmly threw out the last message. "Those two people are missing, and Wu Yang is looking for them."

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Although it couldn't be seen on the surface, the former boss of the Southern District, who was actually in a state of being in a state of disarray, finally received a call at eight o'clock in the evening.

At that time, she was helping the hotel owner put the prepared hot pot dishes on the table, and when she pressed the answer button, she heard two hard words thrown from the other end of the phone.

"Open the door."

The female voice on the other end of the phone was icy cold, she shivered and threw the phone to Ding Xiaoyu.

He didn't have the psychological pressure of being an accomplice, talked to the other party for a few words, and hung up the phone calmly.

"I'll open the door."

In fact, it's not that calm. The young man's steps down the stairs are half a beat slower than usual, and his back looks a little straighter.

Sister King Kong was so angry that she didn't want to talk anymore. After he took over the communication duties, the voice of the prince happened to be on the other end of the phone. It was cool, with a sense of schadenfreude.

... Arthur seemed angry too.

And Xie Yiqing, who stayed in place and waited for the trial of fate, couldn't help thinking about the feasibility of jumping out of the window to escape.

She drifted her gaze for a moment, and burst out that the combat power index of KO.4 arranged all the remaining dishes, and lit the fire smoothly.

Bright, orange-red light danced in her eyes. The former boss of the Southern District, who had been with flames since the day she put on the clear copper damask, had superb control over the temperature. It boiled instantly, and the aroma floated into the air along with the water mist, which made people soothe their eyebrows unconsciously.

In such a scene, even though the first intention of coming was to inquire about the teacher, Cai Yunhan's expression softened a little, and he sat down following her strength.

……

Nicholas Zhao Si once said that there is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by a meal of hot pot, if there is - then two meals.

Xie Yiqing, who had escaped for the time being, breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Zhao Sicheng would not deceive me.

Rex and Wang Dadong didn't come over, presumably they wanted to stay at the base camp to continue the investigation, she felt a little guilty, seeing that the hotel owner was about to clean up the mess after drinking and eating, she quickly got up and stopped him.

"How embarrassing that is."

After all, all the guests came, so how could Old Wu really ask her for help? He held down the edge of the iron pot with his hands to prevent her from picking it up.

It's just that Xie Yiqing still picked it up. She used [-]% of her strength with this hand, and her index finger was under the ear of the pot, and the soup in the pot was even and stable.

In this way, it seemed that Old Wu's obstruction just now was an unsuccessful false concession. The middle-aged shop owner touched the back of his head in embarrassment, not knowing what to say for a while.

"It doesn't matter," Xie Yiqing smiled and helped him out. "We still have something to ask, so let's take this as a thank you gift."

Her tone was unhurried, and her posture was calm, but there was still some sharpness in her smile.

"I made some inquiries before coming here. You built a hotel here ten years ago."

"Since then, I haven't been out of the mountains. The purchases are all by phone. Am I right? The uncle who helped you deliver the goods also said that now that the Internet is so developed, you can just contact the mobile phone for anything. I don't know why you have to Staying on the desk phone, but I don't think it's surprising because it's a habit."

"I just want to ask Boss Wu—where is Xie Zeyu now?"

Old Wu glanced left and right.

The cold-faced woman had an extra pair of black leather whips in her hands at some point.Ding Xiaoyu sat by the window where he sat a few years ago. Although his eyes were focused on Xie Yiqing, it was obvious that no one would be able to break through his defense.The young man who came in last guarded the route leading to the door, resting his chin on the back of his hand to recuperate.

His gaze turned around, and finally fell on Xie Yiqing.

Still holding the pot, she looks like a housewife.

"Or you prefer me to call you..." The glance she glanced over was also polite - rather than being polite, it would be more appropriate to say restraint. "Wu Shi Wu."

The author has something to say: The [female protagonist] you want has been shipped, pay attention to sign for receipt

No way, once I write about the rhythm of the main line, it’s so fast that I’m going to prolapse the anus... I’m going to write and write for a while.

Or should we just finish it sooner?

If you have any questions about the main plot, please quickly say hhh, if I don’t explain it to you in the comments, I will mention it in the plot

There are still a lot of buried stalks, I don’t think I can finish digging... I don’t know where to dig. My brain is already invincible

Bet on a bag of spicy sticks, you must have never thought that Lao Wu is Wu Shiwu hhhh

Last question about your candy cravings

Hmm... extra, extra

Sweet enough for you to cry [kindly smile]