Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Are you hungry?

Regardless of the fact that there was still an hour until noon, given that they were planning to work on something, Ventus' personality shouldn't interrupt at this critical moment.

The obvious means of supporting others was really clumsy. Not only He Wei, but even Bai Ji'an couldn't stand it anymore.

"Just tell me what's going on." He Wei stared at Ventus, who was avoiding his gaze, and had no intention of leaving at all.

Ventus glanced at Bai Ji'an with melancholy, and seeing that he was powerless, he said firmly: "Is it okay if I'm just hungry?"

He Wei narrowed his eyes warily, turned around and asked Bai Ji'an softly: "Do you want to move there today?"

Bai Ji'an turned his head and looked at the familiar man in front of him who was determined to stick to him, and said, "Are you really not going to go back?"

"I have already answered this question."

"Okay then." Bai Ji'an stood up and said to Ventus, "Contact Brother Han to prepare all the sustained-release drugs. I will return to China tomorrow."

Looking at Bai Jianan who walked into the bedroom and closed the door after saying that, Ventus sighed helplessly.

"What did you want to say to Ji An alone just now?" He had already seen through Ventus's hesitant look.

Ventus leaned back on the sofa, put the phone to his ear, and said calmly before Han Feng answered the call: "Our own business has nothing to do with you."

Unfriendly words entered He Wei's ears.

Strangely, he did not feel angry. Instead, he was happy because Bai Jianan planned to go home with him.

He gently pushed open the bedroom door like a follower.

Bai Ji'an, who was packing his documents, turned his head to look at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

He Wei walked over and hugged him: "Are you hungry?"

Bai Ji'an shook his head, "Don't worry, let's eat at the hotel later."

"Hotel?" He Wei asked suspiciously, "What hotel?"

Aren’t you going to Beverly Hills to meet Han Feng?

"I won't be going back until the Hunting Game is over."

He Wei looked at the almost disappeared marks on his neck and said, "Are you worried that you will attract assassins and implicate them?"

Bai Ji'an put down his ID bag and said to He Wei, "It's not just them."

It would be great if He Wei wasn’t so stubborn.

"You don't have to chase me away. I can't leave you here alone."

"I know."

He raised his elbow and gently touched Howey's chest and said.

"Don't follow me, go and clean up the dishes I bought in the kitchen so that they can be used somewhere else."

He Wei smiled sweetly, put his arm around his waist, ran to his smooth face and kissed him.

"understood."

He Wei turned around and glanced out the window. Two young men were wandering around a deep sea blue Tesla Model X.

Before leaving, Bai Ji'an stood in the middle of the suite and looked around.

Nearly four days.

If He Wei hadn't suddenly found him and dragged him to the supermarket to buy bags of kitchen utensils and daily necessities, he probably wouldn't even have a piece of luggage to carry.

The three of them walked to the front desk.

He Wei accompanied Bai Ji'an to check out. Ventus held the card key and said to them, "I'll go get the car."

"Wait a minute." He Wei looked at the black card in his hand, "You drive a Tesla?"

"what happened?"

"Deep Sea Blue Tesla Model X?"

Ventus immediately came over cautiously and asked in a low voice: "What did you see?"

He Wei described the scene he had just seen exactly as it happened.

"Don't you have any special equipment in your car?"

"Of course."

He didn't find any signs that the car had been tampered with, so it was even more strange to hear He Wei say that.

Since his car was not touched, there was no possibility of sabotage or planting a bomb.

Do you want to follow them?

"It's ok."

After completing the check-out procedures, Bai Jianan walked over and said.

"If they want to follow, let them follow. You find a good place and we will deal with them all at once."

At least they can't follow us to the next real destination.

After leaving the hotel, Bai Ji'an walked forward as if nothing had happened. Behind him, He Wei and Ventus stood on his left and right, like two imposing personal bodyguards.

He Wei opened the car door and followed Bai Jianan into the back seat. Ventus quickly walked around to the driver's seat and asked, "Did you see it?"

From the time he walked out the door to the parking space, he didn't notice any suspicious glances directed at them.

Ventus looked up at He Wei in the rearview mirror: "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

"No." He Wei said firmly: "I saw it clearly. They are probably hiding and waiting for us to set off. They will catch up with us at any time."

"Okay." Ventus sighed.

Although he didn't know He Wei, at least he had heard about the strength of the special forces.

He reached out and opened the glove box in front of the passenger seat, and took out two pistols.

He kept one for himself and handed one to Bai Ji'an: "Do you want it?"

Bai Ji'an smiled slightly: "Why not."

This is not China.

Ventus started the car, and He Wei naturally spread his hands to Bai Ji'an and asked, "Where's mine?"

"Your what?"

Howe pointed to the black M1911 pistol in his hand.

"Ventus?"

"No." Ventus looked forward, "I only have two hands, and I don't have an extra one in the car."

"That's a pity." Bai Ji'an twirled his pistol, turned his head and smiled at He Wei, "Compared to when we were in China, the situation seems to be the opposite."

He Wei looked straight at Bai Jianan who was showing off to him, and was in a good mood.

After more than half a month, he finally smiled at himself.

"I do have some cold weapons." Ventus glanced at him through the rearview mirror and said, "Why don't you take them and make do with them?"

It is still unknown whether someone will really attack them.

He Wei said cheerfully: "All is fine, I can play anything."

We drove for more than ten minutes in a relatively remote direction.

The number of cars around them dropped sharply. Ventus stared at the maroon Ford sedan that had been following them about five meters from the beginning.

The two men behind the windshield were exactly as Howe had described.

"I saw it."

After finding a good angle, He Wei raised the small mirror and looked back.

"There are three more people in the back seat."

"Five."

"Yes."

Ventus said, "I'll change lanes. If they don't have any other help later, I'll find a good place to park to bury the bodies."

Fearing that He Wei might misunderstand, Bai Ji'an said in a deep voice: "Ventus."

"Just kidding." Ventus laughed.

Then, he looked at Bai Jian'an's serious face with a solemn expression.

Maybe he should listen to Han Feng.

Who cares who dies.

The bodies and evidence had been destroyed by him.

As long as they don't say it and Bai Jian'an doesn't know, nothing will change.