100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 559 Visiting the Golden Gate

A pair of pure white sneakers stepped into the room, their footsteps very soft, making only a faint sound.

He was wearing a white baseball cap, of medium height, about 1.7 meters tall, with the brim pulled down low so his eyes were obscured; all that could be seen was his extremely bright lip color.

The living room curtains weren't drawn, and warm sunlight poured in through the large glass windows, casting a golden glow on the floor. Unfortunately, those white sneakers didn't step out of the shadows.

After looking around, I finally looked at the master bedroom.

A long, thin figure began to walk towards the bedroom.

He rubbed his fingertips against a thin, cool iron wire.

The smile on his lips was both cold and eerie.

After the main meeting, smaller meetings are held.

Several high-ranking officials and senior ministers were all taken inside.

Of course, with the most senior members absent, the elder who had just argued with Zhou Yatang still has the most say here.

Everyone sat in a semi-circle, each with a cup of floral tea beside them.

It contains cassia seeds and goji berries, which are very nourishing and good for reducing internal heat.

"The capital has been quite turbulent lately. Yatang, you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, so you need to keep a close eye on things."

"I'll pay attention."

"This should be a gang operation, with the locations all being top-tier hotels, the victims being wealthy women between the ages of 17 and 30, and without exception, the surveillance cameras were all broken at the time of the incidents."

"The methods used were cruel, and it's highly likely to be a crime of passion. We have no leads right now, and the simplest approach is to include all the major luxury hotels in the protected list." "No, the capital is under the watchful eyes of the world. The slightest movement will be widely publicized by foreign media. Doing that would be too drastic, and large-scale deployment would also affect other strategic plans."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

“We can transfer personnel from other provinces.”

“I am more concerned about something else now. The media spreads information so quickly these days. We discovered the first two dismemberment cases in time and quickly suppressed them, but it has been six days and we still haven’t caught the suspect. At the rate that the suspect committed a murder every two days, if he has not left the capital by now, there may be a third murder today.”

"I have already deployed plainclothes officers to patrol several hotel floors in the central area."

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Ming Jia initially took very serious and objective notes. Although these two dismemberment cases occurred in the capital, if they were committed by a group and were crimes of passion, they could easily spread all over the world. Officials in every province and city should be on high alert.

However, when the investigators mentioned hotels in the central area, his heart skipped a beat.

The central circle?

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the other side

The once luxurious presidential suite suddenly became eerie and terrifying, with the curtains slowly closing without any electric switch.

No more warm sunlight could shine in from outside.

The room seemed to be divided in two, except for the bed, where a small nightlight was on, and a cute little girl was sleeping soundly on the pillow. Everything was warm and cozy.

His place, dimly lit and silent, was like a crematorium he had mistakenly entered.

A chilling sensation rose from the soles of his feet, making him shiver uncontrollably.

In the dim light, it seemed as if everything had vanished without a trace, yet everything also seemed to cast long, thin shadows, absurd and eerie.

Suddenly, he felt a weight on his shoulder; a large, pale hand pressed down on his shoulder.

He stumbled forward in his white sneakers, but it was as if there was a barrier in front of him, and he couldn't get past it at all!

The large hand pressed down on his shoulder once again.

"Aa ...

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Mingjia kept urging Xiao Zhao to drive faster.

A sense of unease swirled and lingered in my heart.

The moment the elevator doors opened, the clock showed exactly 3:33!

"Click!" The man put away his access card and suddenly pushed open the door of the house!