Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

In the middle, he received an enthusiastic video blessing from Tan Jie. After a simple reply, he returned to the homepage.

He slid his finger down and refreshed twice in a row. Looking at the pinned dialog box, there were no unread messages from He Wei, thinking that it was already dinner time for family reunion.

It's time for him to go back.

Even if one is celebrating New Year's Eve alone, one cannot stay outside like a homeless wanderer.

Parking the car into the garage, he slammed the car door and went straight to the small door leading indoors.

The moment he raised his hand to hold the doorknob, an ominous premonition suddenly came to Bai Ji'an's mind.

He opened his phone and made sure that the door had not been opened before cautiously opening the door and walking in.

Just as it had been when I parted ways with Howie in the afternoon, the office was dark and silent.

Then why.

The hairs on his hair stood up unconsciously, making him suspect that something must have happened in the office during the few hours he left.

Is it because the people over there came after the failed assassination last time?

Bai Ji'an walked lightly and walked all the way up to the second floor. When he stepped on the stairs, suddenly, a series of very light and fast footsteps sounded behind him, from far to near!

Judging from the voice, this person is a master.

Calculating the right moment, Bai Ji'an quickly turned around and raised his elbow to directly hit the attacker's pain point!

In an instant, it hit the temple, and the attack was so fast and fierce that the attacker was shocked.

He instinctively leaned up and hid, holding Bai Ji'an's wrist with his backhand, pulling him into his arms and hugging him tightly.

"Baby, it's me."

The extremely familiar voice and body temperature made Bai Ji'an freeze up.

"...Howie?"

"Ah."

Howie gently stroked the back of his neck, seemingly apologizing for scaring him.

"It's not someone else, it's me, Ji An."

"How could you be here? Didn't you go home?"

Bai Ji'an looked at He Wei's face and thought he was sleeping in the car and dreaming.

Until half an hour ago, they were still chatting on WeChat. Suddenly, someone stood in front of him.

"Well, it's a long story. But I want to ask you," He Wei approached Bai Ji'an, pressed his forehead, and asked: "My family is not here, I don't have the key, and I can't go home. Why don't you share these things with me?" explain?"

——Five hours ago——

He's father is helping He's mother cook in the kitchen.

It was said that he was helping, but in most cases, his father remained the same, walking around his mother a few times, helping her a little, and then grabbing a piece from here and there and a chopstick to pacify her hungry belly.

Sure enough, as soon as he got home, he heard his mother in the kitchen scolding his wife and hurried to the living room to chat with her son. Don't make her angry here, it would be a disservice.

"Chat with him? Do you think he needs me?"

"Why don't you need it? He has only been in the house for five minutes, and you, a father, don't even think about chatting with your son. You insist on hanging around me. You are so hungry!"

He's father was so rebuffed that he didn't dare to say a word, so he had to stretch out his hand and pat his wife on the shoulder aggrievedly.

"what?"

……

"what."

……

"What are you doing! You are talking!"

Mother He turned her head and looked in the direction of her husband's finger. There was not even a single figure in the living room.

"Where's my son?"

"After you put down the gifts for us, you went back to your room."

"What have you been doing?"

Father He shrugged, "I don't know, it's mysterious. Could it be that he has a girlfriend?"

"Girlfriend?" He's mother's eyes suddenly lit up, "How wonderful it is to be in love! My son is now old enough, and it's time to get married."

Saying that, Mother He quickly wiped her hands with her apron and said excitedly: "I'll go and ask."

"Oh, why are you so impatient about everything? I'll ask you again after dinner!"

"I have something hanging in my mind and I can't do it anymore!"

"I have to do it even if I can't do it anymore. My son is hungry."

"Are you sure your son is hungry?" Mother He rolled her eyes at her scheming husband, "I think it's you who are hungry."

He Wei was lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone in both hands, and immediately reported to Bai Ji'an that he was safe.

He Wei felt uncomfortable when "Got it" popped up on the screen the next second after the message was sent.

The bed was too empty, the quilt was too cold, and there was no smell of Bai Ji'an on it.

He missed him again.

He kept refreshing the news, but apart from what he knew, Bai Ji'an had no more news.

Compared with him living in the old city, Bai Ji'an, who lives in a villa on the mountain, has a longer journey home.

Maybe he's still driving and it's not convenient to message him.

He Wei lay on his side on the bed, like an emotionless robot, mechanically scrolling through his phone.

When the time comes, the entire circle of friends is filled with unique New Year’s Eve dinners.

From top to bottom, even if he doesn't click on it, he will like it one by one.

It wasn't until he saw his comrades and colleagues who were still at their posts that he would stop flipping his fingers rapidly, click on them one by one, look at them frame by frame, and recall them bit by bit.

Suddenly, among the same old New Year photos, a photo of a different scenery stood out.

The scenery on the tropical island is gorgeous and colorful, and all kinds of strange-shaped leaves are so lush that they almost cover the screen.

But these are not the key points. The key point is the C position of Jiugongge. The only character in the photo is... Bai Ji'an's mother!

The person who took the photo is most likely Bai Ji'an's father, her husband who is inseparable from Bai's mother.

Howie suddenly jumped up from the bed.

Without even thinking about it, I dialed an international number and the call went through quickly.

When hearing Bai's mother say that the key to the room was not given to Bai Ji'an, He Wei felt that his head was getting big.

He blamed himself and stayed on the bed. After paying New Year greetings to Bai Mu, he got up and got out of bed.

Walking to the bedroom door, he picked up his coat and hung it in his hands.

He can no longer celebrate the New Year at home.

What should I say?

If he told the truth, his parents would definitely ask him to take Bai Ji'an over to celebrate the New Year together.

However, given their current unusual relationship, telling their parents without discussing it with Bai Ji'an would be an act of killing first and telling them later, which would not work.

He never shied away from talking to others about things that were good for the two of them, but telling his parents was a big deal and he couldn't make a random decision alone.

If things go wrong, Bai Ji'an will be the one who gets hurt.

Suddenly, there were two thumps.

Before He Wei could recover, the bedroom door in front of him was pushed open.

Father He looked at his son carrying his coat and asked, "What's wrong? Something happened in the bureau?"

He Wei, who had never told a lie, blinked. After a long moment, he prepared for a psychological struggle and replied: "...No."

"Then what are you doing?"

He Wei held his breath. Finally, he breathed a long sigh of relief and said to He's father: "Let's go out and talk to my mother."

Bai Ji'an sat on He Wei's lap and looked at him blankly, his face turned pale: "You...you said it all?"

He Wei said it before he was ready?

What about the result?

How about the reaction of He Wei's parents!

He didn't dare to listen at all.

"No!" He Wei shook Bai Ji'an's body and immediately explained: "I only told half of it."

"half?"

"Well, I'm just saying."

He Wei hugged Bai Ji'an's waist and looked up into his eyes, full of nostalgia and affection.

"I just said that I found the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, but this person doesn't know how much I like him yet. By chance, I found out that today he is going to spend the New Year alone. I asked my parents, if I show up now , will he be so moved that it greatly increases the chance of my confession being successful, and that he will be so moved that he directly agrees to be with me?"