Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

At ten o'clock in the evening, Bai Ji'an parked his car in front of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

The guard pushed the door open and looked at him, a little dazed.

"Are you Captain He's friend?"

He looked very familiar, but today, the expression of the person in front of him was not as calm as usual, which made him really unsure.

Bai Jianan looked up at the window of He Wei's office. It was dark and seemed like no one was there, or that the office had gone to sleep.

"Yes." He nodded. "I'm his friend. Can I go in and see him?"

"You can, but it's useless for you to go up. Captain He led his men to carry out a mission and just left this morning."

Bai Jianan was stunned. He lowered his head, took out his mobile phone and kept refreshing it, but the result was always the same.

He didn't miss the news about He Wei, he just didn't tell him.

Bai Ji'an smiled awkwardly and asked, "Did he say when he would be back?"

The guard was in deep thought, glancing at Bai Jianan, hesitating whether he should say it or not.

Understanding his concerns, Bai Ji'an stopped making things difficult for him and said, "Can you come back in a week?"

Giving a rough range, the guard said, "It should be possible, but it may take longer."

"Okay." Bai Ji'an nodded in thanks.

He turned and walked out of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, looking back at the dark window.

Back in the car, he called up the location of his watch, looked at the flashing red dot on the screen, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

A sour smell rushed into his nose. Bai Ji'an immediately turned his eyes away, sniffed his nose, and started to go home.

Thinking that Bai Jianan would not come back overnight, Ventus was a little surprised when he saw the distraught man.

"what happened to you?"

Bai Ji'an walked into the cloakroom and pulled out the suitcase from the closet.

"Pack your things, we're leaving tonight."

Realizing that the outcome of the meeting was not ideal, Ventus said nothing more, but took out his mobile phone and checked the flight tickets.

After a while, he turned around and stood in front of the door, looking at Bai Jian who was busy packing his luggage, and said, "There is one last flight tonight. Have you made up your mind? Are you sure you want to go?"

"Think about it."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Ventus said nothing more.

Just as he was about to leave, he paused and walked back.

"What about Catharina and Xiao Lizi? Why didn't they tell us?"

Bai Ji'an shook his head: "I have already arranged Catharina's affairs, don't worry. As for Liang, Kaiyu can take care of him. It is safer to be with him than with me. Besides, I will be back in a week, so I will have enough time to land."

"Okay." Ventus looked at him and didn't even bother to mention Howie's name. "Then I'll go pack my luggage. We'll leave in fifteen minutes."

After Ventus left, Bai Ji'an stopped packing his luggage.

He looked at the open suitcase and suddenly didn't understand what he was packing.

It's only been a week.

Besides, he has his own house in the United States, and he has everything he needs for food, clothing, and daily necessities, so he doesn't need to carry these burdens with him.

He just needs to take his ID and cell phone and leave.

Bai Ji'an lowered his head and stared blankly at the birthday present He Wei had given him on his wrist. He suddenly remembered the day when he was discharged from the hospital and went home. He Wei held his hand and helped him put on the watch while angrily saying, "Don't do it again."

With his fingertips on the metal buckle, Bai Ji'an took off his watch and put it into the watch cabinet.

He Wei was out on a mission. Although he didn't know what the mission was about, a week was not a short time and it shouldn't be an easy task.

It’s better not to let him know that he has left the country to avoid being distracted.

If he could recover before He Wei came back and keep the matter of the potion secret, perhaps he could reduce the pain caused by Lao Ma's accident.

Ventus came out of the guest room carrying a travel bag, looked at Bai Ji'an who was holding a mobile phone in both hands, and asked suspiciously: "You regret it?"

"Of course not, I'm waiting for you."

Seeing him walk downstairs after he finished speaking, Ventus immediately followed him and teased, "Just now I saw you packing your luggage, and I thought you were planning to stay in the United States and not come back."

When he reached the door, Bai Ji'an suddenly stopped. He turned his head to look at Ventus and said seriously, "You're making an exception and coming back once. Are you really not going to go home to visit?"

Ventus was stunned for a moment, then laughed and asked, "Do you think I'll be treated well when I go back? I've grown wings now, and I'm not as easy to deal with as I was when I was little. If you say something wrong and upset someone, you won't be able to leave tonight."

Bai Jianan pushed the door open and followed him out, saying one last thing: "He's now the manager of a restaurant in the north of the city, and you can stop by on your way to the airport."

Ventus turned around helplessly, "What do you want to say?"

"Take a look, I don't need you to speak."

Ventus felt a headache when he saw Bai Jianan whose protective shell was almost stripped off.

"I really can't do anything about you." Ventus scratched his hair and said bluntly, "It's been a year since I came back, why do you become so fussy? I promise! I will never get off the car, I'll just pass by!"

"it is good."

He reached out to stop Bai Jian and added: "Also, don't tip him off!"

"it is good."

Bai Jianan has always been cunning and only a fool would believe his verbal promises.

Ventus spread his hands and hooked his finger at Bai Ji'an: "Give me the phone."

"What?"

"Why? I can't believe you. Is it that hard to guess?"

Time was running out, so he didn't bother to get Bai Jian'an's consent and reached into his pocket.

Taking out his phone and waving it in front of Bai Ji'an, Ventus grinned and said, "I'll give it to you on the plane."

at the same time.

「Fujiwara family dojo in Kyoto, Japan」

Time: 11 o'clock that night.

Weather: light rain.

At the end of the quiet cobblestone road, the sound of wheels rolling on the ground was heard.

In front of the door, four men in suits looked at each other warily, and one of them stepped forward and looked towards the end of the night.

Through the continuous drizzle, the black Maybach's eyes flashed silver light for a moment, like a bat king with shiny black fur on a rainy night, calmly driving towards its prey.

The man in the suit's pupils shrank and he immediately turned around, tilting his head to whisper a few words into the headset while motioning to the three people waiting at the door.

After receiving the order, the door slowly opened.

A group of men in suits who looked exactly like the ones outside ran out of the yard and lined up in a figure eight formation before the Maybach stopped.

The car is stable, and the driver and passenger doors are opened at the same time.

Two men, each holding a black umbrella, ran towards their owner.

The car door opened, and a man in a black shirt, trousers, and a blood-red suit jacket draped over his back stepped out from the back seat.

Everyone looked over and saw that the man was about 1.9 meters tall, with a strong body like a mountain. Every unintentional movement he made exuded a terrifying and dangerous aura.

He turned around and looked at the man in kimono who was coming down from the other side with a timid and worried look on his face, and raised the corner of his lips in contempt.