Chapter 173 The Proud Art Products 3

"Little sister, do you have a star dream?"

As soon as this was asked, everyone in the car fell on the two.

Xie Jingchen suddenly shouted, "Sister!"

Xie Jingyue ignored his brother at all, and took out his own business card from his pocket, handed it to Yan Qing, and smiled, "Hello, my name is Xie Jingyue, I think you are good, and you look at it in all aspects.

Know if you have the idea of ​​entering the entertainment industry? "

The girl in front of me not only looks good, but also has a first -class temperament. This is basically not in the entertainment industry. If you sign this girl, you can take some resources, it will definitely be able to fire!

Even this uncomfortable brother can be brought as a national boyfriend by himself. This girl looks more brilliant in all aspects, and then take a national goddess. That's not easy.

After hearing this, Yan Shu's eyes stared straight at the card, but the face was very calm.

If my sister is a star, she is the star's sister, it would be interesting to think about it.

It was seen that Yan Qing was not very interested in what he said. Xie Jingyue was not in a hurry, and laughed, "You don't have to rush to reject me. It is not difficult to make red fire. It is not difficult to make money.

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"And with me, you only need to consider professional issues, and the resource company is definitely enough."

Xie Jingchen: Don't talk nonsense.

Yan Qing looked out of the window along Yan Shu's eyes. Without ten meters away, there was indeed a bottle of mud like a tall mud.

Xiao Zhang suddenly felt that there was a little coolness behind him. Will Miss Yan be a legendary physique?

When Yan Xiuwen saw Yan Qing and Yan Shu, his eyes were deep, "It's so late, how can I be outside?"

Yan Shu explained, "We have a party today, so we come out to sing and eat."

At this time, the green light has not yet turned on, and this red light looks particularly long.

Here are some villa luxury homes. The people at night are scarce. At this moment, there are few cars around the Communist Party.

Xie Jingchen, who has always been paying attention to Yan Shu, also looked out.

"There will be no messy things in."

When I was close to the mud statue of the bottle, Yan Shu took a closer look.

As soon as Xie Jingchen heard it, he quickly said, "I'm with you."

"Sister, I want to get out of the car to see." Yan Shu spoke with Yan Qing next to Yan Qing.

She opened the camera mode of the mobile phone and enlarged the mud little bit by little, and the mud was lifelike. Her lens was up a little bit, and finally stopped on those facial features.

It was covered with blood, and I didn't move, staring at the direction of myself.

Xie Jingyue was most afraid of these, only to stay in the car.

The police who received the alarm call arrived for the first time. Xiao Zhang, who got off the police car, followed Yan Xiuwen. When he saw the person in front of him, he was stunned. It was Miss Yan.

Yan Shu saw that something flowed out of those eyes. She frowned and enlarged it again. The turbid liquid ... I couldn't see the color under the dim street light. Yan Shu intuitively the liquid was blood.

The red light kept on, Yan Shu looked boringly out. With the dim street light, she saw that there was a mighty image under the traffic light beside the road, and then Yan Qing dangled next to her.

There is a mud statue. "

After hearing the two words to make money, Yan Qing's eyebrows raised slightly, leaned forward slightly, and took the business card from Xie Jingyue's hand, and laughed on his face, "Okay, I think about it."

When you encounter such a thing, you must not let the two girls pass alone, which is too dangerous. In case the serial killer is nearby ...

He looked around with vigilance, and the mud was like here. They found out at the moment. It can be seen that the mud seems to have been moved for a long time. Maybe the murderer is now nearby and stare at them.

As soon as this remark, the car fell into a weird silence. The driver's goosebumps got up and thought of the recent seven cases of homicide.

"You can consider and answer me again." Xie Jingyue said, blinked at Yan Qing.

The car was driving to the road near the community, hit the traffic light, and stopped.

Yan Shu's hand waved in front of the mud, but she didn't see the blink of an eye. Just when she was brave and approached a little closer to smell the liquid flowing out of the eyes, it was pulled by Xie Jingchen.

Yan Shu roughly discovered that the corpse passed.

Xie Jingyou saw his brother's reaction and smiled.

"Just in the car, I saw the mud like thinking what artwork was. My sister said that it was individual, so we got out of the car and found that people were dead."

Yan Shu stunned, "Ah, but that is obviously a mud."

Yan Qing's eyes fell on the mud statue, and people were dead. They were stretched to death by this thick mud.

Just look at it so carefully, the more you look at it, the more you feel wrong.

Xie Jingchen's eyes were dull, "People are dead, let's get on the car first, and then call the police."

Xie Jingchen next to him helped his forehead, and he was afraid that his sister would cause a bad impression on the two people behind. Fortunately, he looked back now, and he didn't see it from the face of the two.

After a breath.

Yan Qingzhu's lips slightly opened: "That's personal."

Xie Jingyue's news bounced out of the screen of the mobile phone.

Xie Jingyue: Your beads are almost sticking to people, am I talking nonsense?

Xie Jingchen no longer reply to the news.

Why can I be hit by Miss Yan every time I die?

Yan Qing slightly pushed the head, "I'm with you."

In such a night, such a bottle of mud is like placing here.

Mowing

The car stopped on the side of the road, the three got out of the car, and the door was driving. I would like to prevent any unexpected people running out of the car, so I got on the car to escape.

She was a little stunned, "That person seems to die ..."

Xie Jingyue: I'm afraid I will stir your good things?

Yan Qing on the side of Yan Qing slightly.

Thinking of women recently, Xie Jingchen urged the two to get on the car first, reporting to the police in the car, and waiting for the police to come.

"By the way, we haven't touched the corpse, we haven't touched everything here." Yan Shu promised.

Xiao Zhang secretly gave her a thumbs up. It seems that Miss Yan's professional knowledge in the past six months really did not learn.

"Boss, this is the eighth start of this month, the death is still a woman."

Yan Xiuwen's gaze fell on the nearby road monitoring camera. From the beginning, the murderer also wanted to avoid monitoring.

Put it under the monitoring ...
Chapter completed!