Nightmare Attack

Chapter 169 Winning the championship
"There is no news yet," the man said in a strong voice, sounding full of anger, "We have investigated more than a dozen mental hospitals near Beijing for patients who have recovered and been discharged in the past year, and we haven't found the person you mentioned."

"Expand the search area," the girl's brows flickered, "Also," she paused for a few seconds, and added: "That person is probably accompanied by a fat man."

"Fatty?" The man replied, and then he smiled wryly as if he had come to his senses, "It's nothing special, there are fat people everywhere."

"But this fat man is different." The amazing coordination ability of the fat man that was seriously inconsistent with the body flashed in the girl's mind. She took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and finally said: "This fat man is very flexible, you should pay attention."

The other side of the phone was obviously stunned for a moment, and finally responded perfunctorily.

Men can't figure out how a mere fat man can go there flexibly.

The girl hung up the phone.

Nuo Da's bedroom was instantly quiet again.

The messy hair was simply tied into a ponytail, the girl jumped out of bed, without slippers, and walked barefoot to the wide French window.

Pulling back the light-colored window screen, the afternoon sun reflected on her face.

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly and looked out the window.

She was only wearing a thin wine red pajamas, and her fair and almost transparent skin was just like someone described, a delicate body that was not exquisite.

Standing here, she doesn't worry about being peeped, because there is only a clear blue lake in front of her eyes.

A few minutes later, consciously awake, she slowly looked away. About two meters away, there was an easel, and a whole piece of fur of an unknown animal was spread on the solid wood floor.

There is a sketch on the easel.

Outline a young man with simple brushstrokes.

The precise strokes like sculptures test the painter's skill, but with just a few strokes, the man's charm is vividly displayed on the paper.

There is nothing to pick about in appearance, it is the type that rich women can't put it down.

The girl leaned against the French window, tilted her head and stared at the painting against the light for a long time, until her eyes became colder and colder, "Mr. Yin, you have to hide."

"Aqiu!"

"Aqiu!"

People come and go in the market.

The fat man walked around with a vegetable basket alone, and felt right and left.

So far, he has sneezed no less than 20 times.

Some vendors saw the fat man approaching.

They all put on masks involuntarily.

Those vendors were really scary. After the fat man walked away, they took off their masks by coincidence, and then yelled at their own dishes.

After shopping around, the fat man first bought some small seafood such as shells, preparing to make a spicy stir-fried mixed shellfish, and then bought a fish at the old place.

The experience of buying fish this time was very smooth. When the boss saw that it was him, he stopped dawdling, and directly fished out a half-dead fish and said, "Just this one, don't wait for it to die, I'll sell it as if it was dead. "

The fat man was thin-skinned, and he wanted to push back a little: "It's okay." He licked his lips, looked at the boss and said, "I can wait."

"Don't wait, or I'll be stabbed to death by you." The boss had already packed the fish, threw it on the electronic scale, and handed it to the fat man. It must have been through so much."

"Then. Thank you, boss."

"Eat well and come back."

The fat man was carrying a basket of green vegetables, fish and shells in his left hand, and ribs that had been cut by the store in his right hand, and he was walking back to the studio.

Just the two of him and the doctor, these are enough for a hearty meal.

The sun was setting, and he had been out for a long time. It wasn't that the road was far away, but that there were too few reasonable merchants in the vegetable market.

Either no bargaining is allowed, or no pick and choose.

There is also one that does not accept counterfeit money.

The fat man carefully held the fake 10 yuan given by Jiangcheng, and was about to find a place to throw it away, so as not to recirculate it and harm others.

As a result, when he turned the corner, he found that he was not far from the studio.

Before he got to the door of the studio, he saw a sports car passing by him, then slowly backed up, and parked firmly in a parking space in front of the studio.

Seeing this scene, the fat man ran over immediately and shouted to the sports car: "This is a private parking space, no parking is allowed, please find another place to park!"

Since the fat man first came to this place, he hadn't seen a car parked here.

Not even temporarily.

Every time Pi Ruan came, he had to find a parking space for a long time, or let his secretary drive the car around in circles.

This is the rule.

It was the doctor who told him, and the rules are probably also set by the doctor.

The purpose is that he has too many things to do recently, he has no energy, and he doesn't bother to think about it. In short, the doctor said, so he has to do it, and no one can do it.

The fat man frowned, but the person who came here didn't seem to intend to give him this face. After the car stopped, the scissor door on one side was raised, and the next second, the fat man's pupils trembled violently.

He saw a woman getting out of the car.

Not just a woman, but the fat man searched for all the adjectives taught by the Chinese teacher from the kindergarten class to the Chinese teacher before graduating from junior high school, and finally lost.

"Damn!" Fatty blurted out.

The woman is dressed in a light-colored cheongsam, with black eyebrows and eyes. The body wrapped in the cheongsam is uneven. If it is more, it will be plump, and if it is less, it will be thinner. The hand holding the car key is as plain as a lotus root, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. .

The long hair is simply rolled up and tied into a bun at the back of the head, and a smudged Luoyun hairpin is inserted in the bun just right, adding a touch of indescribable beauty to the woman.

The faint fragrance filled the surroundings, and Fatty felt as if he had returned to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion thousands of years ago.

The woman has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, but there is no trace of charm on her body. The fat man can't even imagine what a woman looks like when she smiles.

I'm afraid it's going to take people's hearts away.

At this moment, her brows were not frowning, her eyes were unclear, and she passed in front of him calmly.

To put it bluntly, the woman directly ignored the fat man who was sticking to the spot, and then walked along the steps to the door of the studio without knocking, and just went in so naturally.

When he opened the door, he acted casually as if he was going back to his own home.

　The second update, thank you all, will add an update later!
　
(End of this chapter)