Nangong Tou had actually made plans to visit Lin Mo and explore his identity and residence before he took Wei'an out of the police station.
It's just that he was too lazy to do something that was not there, but just calculated everything and let Lin Mo invite them in openly——
In compliance with her wish, the relationship between Wei An and Lin Mo was observed.
Then he followed his will and discovered Lin Mo's strength and hidden power in D City...
Kill two birds with one stone!
Moreover, she didn't know anything about it, and she kept asking questions in the study with a nervous mood, various explorations, and various suspicions, and tangledly investigated the case.
Little did they know that an adult who had already been a prophet, had set the overall situation, and had an insight into everything, was just talking without saying anything clearly, in the car, on the road, in the abandoned factory... watching her struggle, watching her uneasy, watching her
She knew nothing about the various shocks about the case...
Calm down, drink tea, and finally wait for someone to report the results!
Depend on!
His teeth were clattering...Yu was completely angry!
She doesn't understand, there are so many young men in the world, why would she fall in love with such a cunning fox!?
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Yan Weian was sitting in the passenger seat, watching Yan Xiaoyu gnashing her teeth and driving angrily, while her right foot was unconsciously stepping on the accelerator. She couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and worriedly reminded her: "Sister, come on.
After this section of road, there is a school ahead, and the speed limit is 20..."
Drive slower...
No more than twenty yards allowed...
Some kind of deep and pleasant voice sounded in his ears again. Xiaoyu immediately pursed his lips and rounded his eyes, as if he was angry. He put his right hand in high gear and stepped on the accelerator. Regardless, he drove the car forward with a bang.
Bang--!
Less than ten minutes.
Miss Yan regretted her behavior, and Miss Yan Er was frightened by the scene in front of her.
The car hit someone.
Facts have proved that traffic laws must be obeyed, otherwise you will inevitably experience the consequences.
"Are you okay?"
Xiaoyu braked quickly, opened the car door and rushed over quickly, "Miss, Miss, are you okay?"
The person who was hit was a woman, petite and graceful, about thirty years old, wearing a thick coat and trousers. When she was hit, her peaked cap fell off, revealing a head of black curly hair as beautiful as seaweed, and ordinary
Face. This woman has an extraordinary temperament. If you look at her from the back, you will think she is a rare beauty. But when you turn over and look at her face, you will realize that her small eyebrows, eyes and nose are only averagely attractive at best.
"Miss! Miss, wake up!"
Because the brakes were applied promptly and no one was knocked away, no blood was seen. The woman lying on the ground was unconscious.
"Sister, please send someone to the hospital quickly." Yan Weian couldn't move her legs and legs, so she stuck her head out of the car window and shouted, "This is not far from the hospital, we can be faster than the ambulance."
When Xiaoyu heard this, he picked up the woman, put her in the back seat, and jumped into the car. He didn't even give the people around him a chance to write down her license plate number, take photos, post on Weibo, or watch. He drove quickly and quickly disappeared.
in the crowd.
"Is the situation serious?" Wei'an asked worriedly.
"I don't know," Xiao Yu said with a grimace and a depressed look on his face, "There's no bleeding. I hope I didn't break my head. Otherwise, this would be a waste of a person's life..."
The two sisters were worried.
The woman lying on the seat behind her moved her fingers without knowing it, secretly adjusted her uncomfortable posture, then quietly opened her eyes, glanced around, smiled at the corner of her mouth, closed her eyes, and continued to pretend to be dead...
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Myanmar at the end of August is not as hot as expected, but the blue tile dome has a touch of bloody red under the slanting light of the blazing sun.
The scorching sun is high.
The man's tall figure stood on the river bank, his calm eyes staring far into the east, his posture upright and motionless.
"Sir——!"
The team members wearing team uniforms behind them shouted, crossed their legs and saluted, "Reporting to the commander, all drug dealers on the Eastern Defense Line have been captured. The mission has been completed. We are now contacting the local police personnel to send the prisoners back home."
Hearing this, the man slowly turned around.
The scorching sun cast a faint layer of light on his strong and young face.
The man's face is not too soft, but somewhat tough like a man, but not too rough. His facial features are deep, his nose is high, and although his eyes are not the orthodox deep black, they are unusually quiet and steady.
The corners of the man's lips are not too curved, and there are no obvious lines. He seems to rarely smile, but it does not give people a cold feeling, only a kind of calm majesty and habit.
The man is wearing a military uniform. He has a standard figure and is strong. His tall body is wrapped in the uniform, which brings out the straightness and lines of the military uniform to the fullest. The healthy wheat-colored skin also adds a little extra dimension to his taciturn nature.
Charmingly wild.
"After the processing is completed, we will return to the team before midnight tomorrow night and meet at the New York base."
The man gave the order. When he spoke, the corners of his mouth fluctuated slightly, and his face was dignified.
"Understood, sir!"
The team member responded, put down his hand, and asked: "I have contacted the local aviation bureau half an hour ago. Sir, are you leaving now? What time is the flight and where is the destination?"
"China, City D."
When he said these four words, the man's eyes became extremely soft, "The earliest and fastest flight from now."
"yes! sir!"
After the team members saluted, they turned around and ran towards the rear, giving orders to their superiors.
The man glanced at the east for the last time, turned around, and walked towards the military vehicles waiting not far from the defense line and heading towards the airport...
The sun is still hot.
Through the man's back, it can be clearly seen that there are at least three long scars cut by sharp instruments on the back of his neck, and two of them have even spread to the aorta, making it impossible to perform any repair surgery at all.
Which makes them look even more terrifying.
"fish……"
The man sat in the car, murmured softly, picked up his mobile phone, and made a call...