Weird Regulator

In this endless darkness, the autumn rain of the 16th year of the Republic of China is just the beginning tonight.

Ji Li made his first move. Before taking a second puff of a cigarette, a question suddenly came from the balcony next door, only a few meters away.

Looking closely, she saw that Mei Sheng was wearing a plain nightgown and had taken off her makeup. Her figure looked a little thin in the wind.

What did you say?

Ji Li didn't know whether this was an arrangement in her script or Mei Sheng's own inquiry. In short, he knew that Mei Sheng's character didn't know him at all.

I forgot to introduce you. My surname is Mei and my first name is Wuxi.

It seems that Mei Sheng is indeed talking to Ji Li according to the script, otherwise she would not take the initiative to sign up and communicate.

Ji Li, on the other hand, was worried whether her actions had been noticed by her. Her words were very strange and seemed to mean something else.

Ji Li had a cold face, took a puff of cigarette, and asked as if nothing happened:

Mei Wusheng...what were you talking about just now?

Mei Sheng stepped on the smooth floor with her bare feet, and the rain hitting her insteps made them look pale. She took a few steps back and said:

Mr. Ji and Miss Liusu, are they old acquaintances?

Hearing this, Ji Li breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his actions had not been discovered. Mei Sheng's character was targeting Liusu.

Not too familiar, not too unfamiliar.

After receiving such an answer, Mei Sheng nodded, and then glanced at Ji Li with a half-smile.

Beauty is good, but enjoy it with care.

Ji Li's heart moved slightly when he was told this. It seemed that Liusu and Mei Sheng also knew each other, but why hadn't it been revealed before?

Now it seems that Liusu, a woman, has a huge secret, but Mei Sheng, who actively expresses hostility, is much simpler.

Looking at the wind and rain outside that showed no signs of stopping, Ji Li felt that he had been soaked quite a bit, which was enough for business.

Now that both Liusu and Mei Sheng can create alibi for him from two aspects, Ji Li only needs to wait quietly for the news of Helan's death.

Time passed by, and at nine fifty-six, Tassel, wearing a simple nightgown and shaking her hair that was not dry, finally walked out of the bathroom.

Ji Li was sitting on the bed in the bedroom, smoking a cigarette, shrouded in smoke, making no comment at all about the looming spring scenery in front of him.

I don't know if this is Liusu's script or if Su Liu did it deliberately. In short, this woman behaved in a wild and unrestrained manner, and Su Liu also performed it without any sense of violation.

Mr. Ji, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I don't think we should waste any more time.

When he said this, Liusu intentionally pulled the sling on his shoulders down a little and got in front of Ji Li.

The boredom in Ji Li's heart has reached the extreme. He wants to take out his knife and kill this woman directly to avoid trouble in the future.

But the shortcomings of the blank notebook were revealed again. He didn't know which step to proceed before entering the blank stage.

So we can only judge by Liusu's performance, but now it seems that she is still performing the script.

The buttons of the tunic suit were being unbuttoned one by one by Tassel's delicate fingertips. Ji Li sat on the edge of the bed and looked coldly at the beautiful woman in front of him, suppressing the murderous aura in his chest.

Liusu didn't look at Ji Li's expression at this moment. She was just doing everything the script asked her to do.

The lights were turned off, and Liusu stood in front of Ji Li and took off her nightgown. After being looked at, Liusu sat on Ji Li's lap.

It's over...

This was a pun, and Liusu was not without shame. At this moment, his body was stiff and still shaking faintly.

She felt that Ji Li she was holding still felt like she was holding a piece of ice through her shirt, which made her speechless.

Ji Li slowly closed his eyes. The script was over at this point, and there was no need for them to perform the next thing.

Now Liusu has become Su Liu, and Mr. Ji has also returned to Ji Li.

Go down.

Ji Li opened his eyes and looked into Su Liu's eyes intently, his tone was cold.

Su Liu was stunned for a moment, as if he had just remembered his appearance, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he quickly left Ji Li's legs and got into the quilt.

Ji Li took his hand away from the knife and left the bedroom without saying anything else.

Behind him, Su Liu, who was huddled in the quilt, made a vulgar sound, as if he was explaining.

Store manager, the script will also react on the store staff. Sometimes I have no choice but to do it. I am not that kind of person.

It's a good thing she didn't say this. After hearing this, Ji Li frowned and secretly made up his mind to operate on this woman first tomorrow!

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The dizzy Helan was walking in the corridor on the third floor with Dai Yingqi's support.

President Lin, slow down, why did you drink so much? Dai Yingqi was supporting the swaying Helan and laughed loudly.

Helan waved his hand and stared at Dai Yingqi. He was not sure who was coming to kill him tonight, so he was more careful with everyone.

However, since Dai Yingqi came with his wife Mei Sheng, Helan felt relieved about this young man.

Don't call me president, your father and I are close friends, otherwise it would seem too far away. He Lan smiled honestly, his feet staggered, and he almost slipped.

Dai Yingqi quickly supported him and led Helan to the door that belonged to him.

Uncle, I live next door to you. Call me if you need anything.

When Helan walked into the room, the drunkenness just now disappeared completely, and she turned to the door mirror neatly and looked at the situation outside the door.

Dai Yingqi has left, and the corridor is empty, with only a dim light.

With no outsiders around, Helan sat down on the ground, leaning her back against the wall and crying.

Now the time has come to ten o'clock, and there are only twenty minutes left before the death date in the script, and Helan can't think of any way to escape now.

It was not stated in the script that he was in bed getting ready to fall asleep at 10:20, but he was not asleep yet.

But he heard the sound of the door being opened. He drank a little too much, and in a trance he saw that it was a man. When he was about to ask, he was stabbed with a knife.

This was his death script, and Helan was in a bad situation now because he didn't know how he could avoid the attack without violating the script.

For this reason, he didn't dare to drink at all, but this was all he could think of.

He Lan was about to cry but had no tears. She thought about her family over and over again, but could not seek help from the outside world.

And then, after crying for a long time, he remembered that there was another thing in the script before going to bed, which was to take opium.

President Lin He, played by Helan, is very dependent on opium and takes two puffs before going to bed.

He resisted in his heart, but he had to complete the task.

He Lan took out the cigarette from the suitcase and leaned against the bedside with a pale face. However, he did not just take two puffs as the script said, but instead leaned against the bedside and took a big puff!

The left hand is a pipe, the right hand is a pocket watch, and time is ticking by.

Helan was obviously frustrated, and he decided to risk his life when the assassin arrived!

The red eyes could not be seen clearly in the dark night, only the slow red light flashed from the pipe.

As long as the person who kills him is a human being, he doesn't believe that there is no effort.

But gradually, his originally passionate mental power was rapidly diminishing. Helan initially thought it was the after-effects of his opium intake, but the feeling conveyed by his body was not the ascension of his soul at all.

Instead, I felt severe pain in my chest, as if a piece of cloth was stuffed in my throat. Even my breathing was suppressed, and I could only suck air into my lungs through the gaps!

Helan was like mud, her body slipped from the head of the bed and lay straight on the bed.

He could feel everything around him, but he couldn't move. Only his left arm could move.

With a snap, the pipe was pushed to the ground with a crisp sound. At the same time, Helan, who was lying on his back, watched helplessly as a gap appeared in his door.

A stiff figure slowly approached him, but he couldn't do anything!