rebirth of wrong love farewell

"You, I'm home, um, I know, good night!" In the courtyard, the boy waited for the busy tone from the girl's end before putting down the phone in his hand.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes were clearly gleaming with gloomy light, exuding a dangerous aura like a stalker in the dark, lurking in a cunning posture.

"Come out." His voice was hoarse and indifferent, so dull in the silence.

A man in black nightcloth appeared in front of him very quickly, with a respectful jaw.

Machine-like blunt words sounded: "Ling Yu arrived in Huai City at [-]:[-] p.m. yesterday. Before that, the members of the Green Gang tentatively set the murderer's target on the Tiger Gang."

"At [-] o'clock this morning, Ling Yu personally led a team to search for clues to the murderer in the central hospital. It seemed that they had found something, but they only sent someone to destroy all the surveillance videos of the hospital that day, and did nothing."

"Today at seven o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Yu, as the representative of Qingse Tianya, contacted Miss for the Nordic jewelry project."

Frowning lightly, Liang Nuo waved his hand to make him retreat first. Although the plan at that time was a bit hasty, it was absolutely impossible to leave obvious traces. Therefore, her behavior of destroying the surveillance records was more like trying to scare the snake away, letting the hidden real culprit He showed his clues.

The trouble now is my aunt's side. He pinched the center of his eyebrows. With her character, the things she is staring at will not be good.

The boy's eyes were as dark as black shadows splashed with thick ink, restraining all sharpness.

He turned around and walked towards the jewelry processing room. Just as he opened the password door, the blue button on his collar glowed a little red.

Covering his eyes, the boy walked into the processing room, closed the door, and locked it.

Gently pinching the communicator, Yin Wu's voice came from it: "Boss, the latest news from the killer organization, Lan Xia has applied for the mission of purgatory."

An unexpected halo flashed across his eyes, and Liang Nuo asked in a low voice, "Have they approved it?"

"Six people have approved it, and five people are still pending."

His fingers lightly tapped the cypress tabletop, making a crisp sound like water dripping, and the ethereal and distant echo seemed to be the continuous shuttle of thoughts.

"Liang Weiyi, this is your last chance."

"Blood widow, don't force me..."

He looked at the neatly arranged processing equipment in front of him, and the cold metallic luster on them became more and more brilliant under the white light.

His voice dissipated like a misty cloud: "Protect her secretly, and only take action when her life is in danger. Don't expose yourself."

"clear."

Lan Xia, I didn't expect you to have such vigor and courage, but you are also doomed not to be a qualified killer.

Because, you, have fetters.