Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

From the story of how Ma Liguo became the "King of Spades", he became more certain of the "King of Spades"'s unscrupulous style of doing things.

What should he do?

If he told He Wei about the "hunting game", he would definitely stay by his side to protect him.

He Wei is very powerful, and ordinary killers are no match for him.

He knew it was a good idea to leave one piece behind, but he felt bad.

The Ventus family was attacked because of him. Did he want those ugly things to touch Howey?

No.

He Wei is the softest part of his heart, and no one can touch him.

At six o'clock in the morning, He Wei was awakened by the vibration of Bai Jian'an's cell phone.

He turned his head to look at Bai Jianan who was sleeping in his arms, and reached out to touch his cell phone.

"Ventus"

Putting the phone to his ear, He Wei said, "He's with me. He's safe."

Ventus was surprised: "Who are you!"

"Howie."

Bai Jianan rubbed his half-closed eyes, only to see He Wei hang up the phone, mute his phone, and put it on the bedside table.

"Who?"

"Ventus."

Bai Ji'an woke up immediately.

He sat up and asked anxiously, "Did he call?"

He Wei put his arm around his waist and raised his eyebrows: "Are you happy?"

"No. I want to ask you why you didn't explain clearly when you answered the phone? He knew who you were just by saying your name. How come?"

"How could he not know?"

He Wei tilted his head and looked at Bai Jianan.

"Everyone around you knows that you love me."

It was said...

Bai Ji'an turned away, turned around and lay back in his original position, and said to He Wei with his back to him, "Don't push your luck."

He has not given up on getting He Wei to return home as soon as possible.

He Wei caught up with him and hugged his waist from behind.

"Everyone knew about it with great fanfare, but the person who should have known it the most was kept in the dark for twelve years. Bai Ji'an, you really know how to find the key points."

"Leave me alone."

Suddenly, Bai Jianan remembered that today was the day Han Feng expected to develop the sustained-release drug.

He turned around suddenly, and He Wei looked at him with a smile and said, "Are you happy?"

“I want a cell phone!”

He Wei grabbed his wrist and asked, "What?"

Looking at the mobile phone not far away, Bai Jianan had a bad feeling about the feeling of being able to see it but not be able to reach it.

"give it to me."

He Wei shook his head: "Tell me first what you want to do."

"I want to find him."

"Ventus?"

Bai Ji'an nodded, and He Wei said, "No need. I have just sent him the location, and he will come over before dinner this afternoon."

"What do you mean?"

Did Ventus tell Howie about him being poisoned by the blue potion? !

He didn't tell me not to tell anyone, so it was indeed his mistake.

"I made an appointment with him." He Wei looked at Bai Jianan seriously, "If I can't get the answer from you, I will find a way to get it from other people."

"Ventus is an agent. Your interrogation skills and micro-expression readings will not work on him."

"Agent." He Wei gritted his teeth. "So what? We won't know if it works until we try it."

After saying that, he threw back the quilt, got up, and pulled Bai Jianan to the supermarket downstairs.

Looking at the dazzling array of ingredients, He Wei was so worried that he didn't know what to do.

He wanted to cook for Bai Jian'an himself, but the hotel they were staying in didn't have a stove.

He turned his head and looked at Bai Ji'an, asking suspiciously, "I forgot to ask you last night, why did you stay in a hotel? Don't you have your own house?"

"I gave it to someone else."

Bai Jian'an's nonchalant tone almost made He Wei think he had heard it wrong.

"Who?"

"Someone I owe."

Bai Jianan raised his eyes and saw He Wei's expression was very subtle.

Seeing how much he was thinking, Bai Jianan added helplessly: "A family of three."

He Wei smiled immediately, hugged Bai Jianan and gave him a rare kiss.

A sudden attack without any warning.

Bai Ji'an looked at him in surprise, and He Wei smiled and said to him, "It doesn't matter, this is America."

"Is that the problem?"

He had no intention of being affectionate with him as if nothing had happened.

He Wei didn't care. He pulled Bai Jian into his arms and asked the clerk who was walking over, "Hello, where is the induction cooker?"

The clerk pointed to the back as usual: "Go straight ahead and don't turn."

Bai Ji'an looked down at their holding hands and sighed, "I never thought that you would get used to showing off in public faster than I did."

He Wei picked up the induction cookers on the shelf one by one and said, "Are you not used to it? You want to escape but you have no chance, so you are just being upset."

Looking back at Bai Jianan who was seen through by him again, He Wei continued: "Don't struggle anymore. I have been very polite to you."

Bai Ji'an frowned unhappily: "You're welcome, what else can you do?"

He Wei walked up to him, pushed him against the shelf, and whispered, "I found a good thing in the room, and I want to try it with you."

Thinking it was something inappropriate for children, Bai Jianan looked at him in embarrassment and annoyance: "What time is it? You really have the leisure time."

"When was it?" He Wei looked at him, "You didn't tell me."

Bai Ji'an was speechless.

This time, he was indeed in the wrong.

Back at the hotel, He Wei placed all the kitchen utensils he had bought in the kitchen.

Fortunately, the room that Bai Ji'an booked had relatively complete facilities and the layout was no different from a private residence. Otherwise, he would have to give up environmental protection and buy disposable tableware.

Taking out the Chinese menu written entirely in English, He Wei suddenly felt like there was something wrong with his brain.

But the problem is, if you don't buy Chinese food cookbooks, you can eat American food for a day or two for the sake of freshness, but you can eat it all the time.

Not only is it greasy, it is also not nutritious.

I really don’t know how the Chinese people here have managed to survive for so many years.

By finding a Chinese restaurant?

After an hour and a half of hard work, the fragrant meals were served one after another.

He Wei pulled Bai Ji'an over and sat down.

He walked around to the other side and handed him a piece of boneless cola chicken wing.

"It's my first time cooking with an induction cooker. Let me try it and see how it goes."

Bai Ji'an sat at the dining table, looking at the brown-red chicken on the plate, and said, "He Wei, you shouldn't be here."

He Wei paused and his face darkened.

He looked up at Bai Ji'an and asked, "Where should I be?"

"You should return to your country and work hard."

"Okay, you come with me."

"I do not go."

"That's out of the question."

"He Wei." Bai Jianan said reluctantly, "You still have to work. You can't keep wasting time here with me."

"What do you mean by wasting time? You're injured and need care."

"It's okay, someone can take care of me."

He Wei was completely furious and threw his chopsticks directly onto the plate.

"Who? The one who brought you here without a word? No way. I can take care of my own people. I don't need anyone else."

"He's just a companion, you..."

He Wei stared at him and interrupted him without giving him room for rejection: "Eat."