In the wine hall, Zheng Tai drank two glasses of wine and took a long time to suppress the beating of his heart.

But the strange person in front of him made him even more confused.

Since I just saved myself and came to this cafe, I have been wearing a mask and silently speaking, and even ordering passion fruit beer.

From the other party's eyebrows, Zheng Tai judged that he was not old, and he was only twenty-three or four years old at most. He was of medium height and weight, so he couldn't tell anything. Although his clothes were clean, they were a little old, and his economic situation might be average.

And what's quite strange is that this young man actually wears a leather glove in this season - yes, it's one. He only wears his right hand, but his left hand is empty.

Another thing that made him a little concerned was that since the other party sat down, his eyes had fallen around him from time to time - as if there was not air there, but some substantial existence.

Resisting these doubts, Zheng Tai touched his pocket without a trace. Seeing that the thing was still there, he felt relieved. He took a deep breath: "Friend, thank you for saving me."

"Why are you helping me?"

"I don't seem to know you, have we ever seen it?"

“…”

Seeing that the other party had been silent, a guess flashed through Zheng Tai's heart and asked tentatively: "It's a pubic one, may I ask... you are mute?"

The other party just shook his head, but still didn't say anything.

Zheng Tai was a little annoyed, and he stood up: "Friend, I have invited this glass of wine, thank you for your help. I still have some things, you can drink it slowly, and I will leave first..."

Just as he took a step, Zhou Zhe finally took off his mask and said calmly: "Wait a minute."

Zheng Tai sat back on his seat and looked at the other party’s young face: “You can speak, why are you silent all the time? Also, I’m sure I shouldn’t have seen you.”

Zhou Zhe stuffed the "low-key mask" into his pocket and placed his hands under the table.

"You are Zheng Tai?"

Zheng Tai nodded, as if he was not surprised that he was recognized, "Are you my fan?"

Zhou Zhe shook his head: "No, I should be considered a fan of... Luo Li."

Hearing these two words, Zheng Tai's eyes felt an uncontrollable pain and he was silent.

"Waiter, have another glass of wine."

Zhou Zhe snapped his fingers and gave Zheng Tai another glass of wine. The latter drank it in one breath, and then asked in a dry voice: "Do you have cigarettes?"

Zhou Zhe took out a box of "Outer Side" and matches from his body and handed it over.

——Bi'an is the only cigarette he smokes occasionally now, and the smell makes him feel familiar. But it is very niche. It seems that only the store below the rental building he lived in before can sell it, and I have never seen it anywhere else.

Zheng Tai took it, lit one on his own, and after taking a hard sip, he choked and coughed.

After his physical discomfort recovered, his mood seemed to calm down and he sighed: "She is dead."

Zhou Zhe nodded: "I know."

Zheng Tai said again: "She was killed."

"I know."

Perhaps the effect of the three glasses of wine played a role, Zheng Tai’s eyes were red, and he no longer forced himself to restrain his grief: "She was pregnant with my child, three months, only three months! But she was actually born by that crazy guy... I must find him to avenge Luo Li and my child!"

Zhou Zhe's eyes swept over Zheng Tai, where there were illusory light and shadows. The scene inside included a warm scene of him and Luo Li; there was also a scene of Luo Li lying in the coffin with his eyes closed; there was also a big red bed, with a vague thing struggling on the bed, but it was gradually submerged in the red...

These are all the afterimages of Zheng Tai's dream during his last sleep. They can only be seen when the dreamer comes into contact with each other at close range. To be precise, it is not seen, but can be perceived, but it is manifested in the form of seeing.

People dream when they sleep, which is a normal and indispensable physiological and psychological phenomenon. This is like this every day and every night.

Some people may think that they never dream, but this is impossible. As long as they fall asleep, they will dream, and often more than one. However, most people will forget the dreams they have done at the moment of waking up, and occasionally remember some fragments, but they will soon blur.

Therefore, whenever late at night, countless colorful dreams will arise and die at the bottom of the dream world, forming a magnificent scene of the sea of ​​brilliant light.

Of course, most people's dreams will quickly disappear after waking up, which is why some people on the street cannot see light and shadow.

All these were learned by Zhou Zhe from Tang Meng.

The many afterimages of dreams around Zheng Tai obviously meant that his mental state was not very good - so was Yang Xiaoli at that time.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhou Zhe wanted to persuade Zheng Tai.

Those who kill Luo Li and Yang Xiaoli are likely to be dreamer. Such a person is definitely not something that Zheng Tai, a little star, can deal with.

For example, just now, Zhou Zhe made those group of people go around without even showing his face. The strange methods of sleepwalkers are almost irresistible to ordinary people.

Even if the murderer is not a dreamer, he is definitely a perverted murderer who is extremely cruel and cruel. Although Zheng Tai in front of him... although he is very handsome, he looks obviously unable to beat him.

"I want to find out the murderer and then let him be punished by the kingdom's laws!" Zheng Tai clenched the package in his hand and gritted his teeth in anger.

Well, it's okay. It's quite rational, and I didn't want to take revenge with myself or something... Zhou Zhe nodded and glanced at the package in his hand: "Then do you have any clues?"

Zheng Tai suddenly became alert and glanced at Zhou Zhe, as if he was worried that the latter would steal his stuff. But he immediately laughed at himself.

If the other party is really from those people, why bother to save him before? Not only will the things be taken back, but you will be beaten up.

So he said, "There is some clue."

There are really clues... Zhou Zhe was shocked: "Is it convenient to talk about it?"

Zheng Tai hesitated for a moment, but nodded and said, "I suspect that the murderer who killed Luo Li had a grudge against her, so he carefully checked the object she had recently contacted and finally locked in someone."

As soon as Zheng Tai's judgment was heard, Zhou Zhe's back pressed back to the back of the chair.

This guy's investigation was wrong from the beginning. The murderer should not have a grudge against Luo Li, but a grudge against pregnant women... But that's right. The Public Security Bureau blocked Yang Xiaoli's death. Zheng Taile could not think of this as normal... Thinking in his mind, Zhou Zhe asked on the surface: "Oh? Who is it?"

"The second young master of the Gao family, Gao Tianyang."

Zheng Tai explained seriously: "This person is the second son of Count Gao Zhenghao, the chief of the board of directors of Gao Group. After Luo Li returned to Chenghe, he met him when he was invited to attend a cocktail party. He pursued Luo Li on the spot but was rejected [Pencil Novel     www.qbxs.xyz]. There was a very unpleasant thing at the time..."

Zheng Tai said angrily: "It is probably because of this reason that Luo Li and I were exposed by the media, which made him very angry. I heard that he even beat passers-by."
Chapter completed!