Chapter 3332

"You and your sister, and me, and the young master of the Qin family."

Bai you's tone of voice was gentle and soft. It was like the bright moon reflecting the clear spring water. It was the first bright light after dawn, lingering in his heart like a gentle piano sound.

"That young master, is Qin Ruiqi?" ran Bai's voice is cold, but the sound quality is very good. It's not a question, but a statement.

Bai you nodded softly, and Jin Ya replied: "childhood playmates always get closer. But it didn't take long. Later, due to family reasons, the operation of the Qin company had problems, and the father of the young master of the Qin family..."

She paused, didn't say any more, and crossed the topic: "after the Qin family accident, the Qin family disappeared. Later, I also went out of the country, and I don't know what happened later."

"So it is." ran Bai narrowed her eyes and rubbed her cold white fingertips along the edge of the coffee cup.

Something happened to the Qin family.

Qin Ruiqi.

Soon after the Qin family accident, the Song family was killed.

What a coincidence.

They talked about the past in the cafe. Time passed quietly and the sky was dark.

Bai you looked down at the time. She was like a bright moon. She was clean and clear. She said, "it's not early. I'll go back first."

Left the contact information, the young girl frowned, "have time to contact."

"OK." ran Bai got up and said, "bye."

When Bai you got up, his slender fingers gently stroked the Tianqing cheongsam. His indifferent temperament is the self-restraint and dignity nurtured since childhood. He nodded slightly to ran Bai, left the cafe together, and said goodbye.

After dyeing white and Bai you separated, he took out his mobile phone, typed a line of words on the Internet and pressed the search key.

[operation problems of Qinjia company 18 years ago]

Unfortunately, the news from the Internet is not so.

Eighteen years away, many things are buried in the years, and it is difficult to find traces.

I searched the Internet for many related words, but I couldn't find an event about the Qin family.

The news 18 years ago is really hard to find, if coupled with someone deliberately whitewash peace.

It's normal if you can't find it.

Dye Bai accepted the mobile phone.

It's evening,

The moon is as cool as water, and the wind is rustling.

Dyed white walked alone in the street, and the shadow was slanted by the street lamp.

That feeling came again.

The sound of footsteps.

A pair of eyes hidden in the dark.

Peeping everywhere.

But this time

Something's wrong.

The footsteps were definitely not alone.

Dyed white went straight ahead.

The Yizi dragon had a black and blue head and a wound cut by the scalpel on his face. He followed the white figure far away, with a flash of fierce resentment in his eyes.

A woman dared to lay hands on him!

He specially called a lot of brothers. We must clean up this man!

When you see it, can you be arrogant and upright.

A word long sneered, with a strong desire in his eyes.

And the young man

None of them can run away.

"Fuck." Yizi dragon was thinking about something. He accidentally bumped into an old man with a bent back. He looked old and decadent, but he didn't expect to bump him back two steps. He swore low. His face was ugly. He just spit out a dirty word. He immediately covered his mouth for fear of being dyed white, It's not good to detect anything.

The old man was hit. He looked like a cleaner with garbage in his hand, but he couldn't see his face with his head down and a big hat.

Yizi dragon's face was very ugly. It was obvious that he didn't pay attention, but he still threw a rake, pressed his voice and scolded angrily: "don't you have eyes! Don't you know how to look at people when walking?"

The old man stood still in silence and never spoke.

Seeing this, Yilong frowned and disdained to say: "still a mute?" he patted himself disgustingly. Looking at the invisible figure in the distance, he scolded in the bottom of his heart and hurried to catch up.

The dim yellow street lamp casts its shadow on the road, which is somewhat distorted.

The word dragon chased out for several steps and didn't see the person he was looking for. He was worried at the bottom of his heart. He inadvertently wound into a small alley. The faint yellow shadow of the street lamp twisted and fell in, and the end was dark.

Suddenly, a clear and pleasant voice sounded from above, with a unique magnetic texture, like the romantic recitation when reading the Bible, melting a bit of cold ruffian Qi.

"Who are you looking for?"

Three words that seem to smile but not smile.

Fall from above.

Above

Yizi dragon's body slowly stiffened. His eyelids jumped hard. He looked up in fear. The next second, his pupils shook violently!

The cold moonlight shattered the light, and the silence sprinkled on that person, just like a God.

He leaned against the wall in such a gentle and elegant way, condescending, lazy, with a faint arrogant breath, cold and evil.

The wind whispered, and the long black windbreaker seemed to blend into the night. One long leg was slightly bent, and the straight lines contained the desire for color. The cold and clear fingers were on the knees, knocking one after another, with a sense of rhythm.

The moonlight falls on the light brown eyes under the gold lens, which is particularly clear and beautiful against the color.

Yizi dragon's heart jumped, "it's you!"

He never thought that the store manager of the W.R. fairy tale would appear here in the middle of the night and lean arrogantly against the wall.

Thinking of the scene of the day, Yilong subconsciously retreated half a step. He only felt that the scene was very strange and turned and rushed out.

The man gave a low smile.

Leaning against the wall, he opened his mouth lazily: "what are you running for?"

Wei Ran's slender fingers patted his sleeves. The Cufflinks were just right and exquisite. He jumped down from the wall. His action was yuppie and neat. The black windbreaker crossed the sharp arc in the air. The silver and white chain shook with the action. The bright moonlight hit his cold white side face, setting off the bloody scars, and raised a decadent and dark atmosphere for no reason. It was the bewitchment of the devil.

The hand carelessly played with the silver white small scalpel, which reflected some cold light in the night.

He approached slowly, gentleman and elegant.

The night was dark, and the shocking blood flowed quietly along the cracks in the land. Against the people standing there, there was a kind of beauty of blood.

Elegant and upright.

But the smile aroused by thin lips is arrogant and arrogant.

The light in the light brown eyes was broken. After the moonlight was taken in, it became deeper and deeper in an instant, and there was a playful color in the eyes.

The next day,

It was rainy in midsummer, but it was a sunny day. The sky was very good. There were no clouds. The sun pierced the branches and leaves and swayed broken gold.

Just came to an ordinary dessert shop, the staff opened the door

A few seconds later.

A scream burst out.

Ranbai was completely bombed by Xu Zelin's deadly serial call.

She repressed the impulse to pull black and came to the crime scene with a cold face.