When he mentioned this matter, Liu Zhenying seemed to remember something.

The hand that took the initiative to pick up the third piece of cake stopped abruptly in mid-air.

Her voice was stumbling: "I have never eaten this before..."

She wanted to take him there lightly, but the sight of nowhere made her feel guilty.

Annoyed, she pushed the remaining cake aside and crossed her chest with bulging hands: "Isn't it okay if I don't eat it?"

"Okay."

Qu Xiaojue immediately ordered the guards to dispose of the cake.

After saying that, he rested his arms on the car window in an old-fashioned way. The noble black shirt on his body made him even more unruly. His deep eyes stared at her silently, as if casually: "I'll take it if you tell me."

Can you come down and destroy the traffickers' den in one fell swoop?"

"Yes." Although Liu Zhenying was still losing his temper, he said in a calm and calm manner: "It's just that a trafficker will escape through the back door. If you don't want to cause further trouble, you can arrange for someone to intercept him."

How is this possible.

After the police learned the news, they deployed a large number of police forces to investigate the case.

Naturally, they had also studied the topography here. It was impossible for them to know that there was a backdoor, and they did not arrange for manpower to be stationed to arrest him.

Thinking like this, Qu Xiaojue naturally expressed his doubts.

But he got a look of disgust from Liu Zhenying, and his voice was soft but firm: "They are not fools, so they will naturally arrange a way out for themselves."

Therefore, the back door is a tunnel they arranged themselves. It is not marked on the map, so how could anyone notice it.

Qu Xiaojue did not say whether he believed it or not.

But after the police started taking action, they lowered the car window on the street side and looked at the messy street with deep eyes: "Do you know where the so-called back door of the traffickers is?"

"I know."

"Let's go take a look."

"don't want."

Qu Xiaojue was about to get out of the car, but he didn't expect to be rejected by Liu Zhenying.

His hand that was about to open the car door suddenly stopped, and the dark eyes that stared at him were somewhat cold: "Why? I need to know the reason."

Liu Zhenying was sitting there upright, not saying a word, with a tender face, and his eyes looking at the sky and the earth but not looking at him. But the thing that stayed the most was the cake that the guard casually placed in the locker.

Qu Xiaojue immediately understood the reason.

Instantly, his heart was filled with a layer of unspeakable speechlessness.

He kowtowed and pinched his brows with his big, knuckled hands: "I'll have the guards deliver the cake to your house later."

"Then what are we waiting for?"

When he opened his eyes again, Liu Zhenying was already standing outside the car, his pure and beautiful features full of smiles.

She waved to him and said in a cheerful voice: "Get out of the car quickly. I'll take you to find the trafficker who is about to escape. If it's too late, you won't be able to catch him."

The back door Liu Zhenying mentioned is the sewer.

She was also worried that Qu Xiaojue didn't believe it, so she explained seriously: "The traffickers rented a small courtyard on the first floor. They originally wanted to open a small door in the wall, but they were afraid that the neighbors would notice the noise, so they had to open the backyard.

I moved the manhole cover and found the most convenient way to escape through the sewer."

As she said that, she squatted down and pointed at the manhole cover: "In about two minutes, he will come out of here."

Seeing the distance between Liu Zhenying and the manhole cover, Qu Xiaojue narrowed his black eyes and almost subconsciously prepared to grab her collar and throw her aside.

At such a close distance, are you waiting for the traffickers to come out and be used as cannon fodder?

But when his fingers touched the back of her neck, he belatedly remembered that she was wearing a skirt today.

If she was lifted up so rashly, she would probably be gone.

After all, it is certainly impossible for Qu Xiaojue to complete such an action alone. In addition to Red Wolf, there are several guards around him.

All are male.

Qu Xiaojue subconsciously stopped his hand, but his fingers accidentally scraped the skin on the back of Liu Zhenying's neck. The fingers covered with thin calluses had a slightly rough feeling, which was very different from the softness and tenderness he felt on his fingertips.

The irritability in his heart became more and more obvious, and he narrowed his eyes and shouted angrily: "Dwarf Winter Melon, look at what you look like now, why don't you stand up quickly."

"What's wrong with me?"

Liu Zhenying raised his face, puzzled.

Isn't it normal for her to look like this?

She used to go up to the mountains with her brothers to cut firewood and go down to the river to do laundry. No one ever said anything was wrong with her.

Qu Xiaojue looked into those confused apricot eyes and belatedly recalled the description of her in the investigation.

He was raised in the mountains since he was a child. He had no one to teach him and he didn't understand the rules and etiquette.

Not to mention such a great defense between men and women.

"Red Wolf..."

He was just about to call someone to drag Liu Zhenying up.

There was a sudden rustling sound under the manhole cover, and there was also the faint sound of metal hitting metal.

The opponent carries weapons with him.

With this understanding, Qu Xiaojue's face instantly became gloomy and alert, and without caring so much, he stretched out his hand to pull Liu Zhenying over who was in danger.

But who would have thought that Liu Zhenying would stupidly take the initiative to help the traffickers remove the manhole cover.
Chapter completed!