Chapter 92

Millennium and Luo Xinyue can feel Shang Anqi's eyes behind them.

But they don't care.

Although the characters of millennium and Luo Xinyue are very different. They are childish and calm and sensible, they do the same thing in the face of people they don't like.

That is to ignore.

Millennium and Luo Xinyue walked out of the teaching building and ran to the school milk tea shop without paying attention to Shang Anqi at all.

After all, this school is an aristocratic school. The shops in the commercial street are comparable to the outside market. There are all kinds of food and drink. There are even several online popular shops in this street, which are more popular than those outside.

Luo Xinyue met the boss of one of the beverage stores that had been open for a long time. After she came in with millennium, the boss came up to say hello warmly.

"The new moon class is over."

Luo Xinyue sat down in a position holding a thousand year old's hand and replied to the fat uncle with an apron and a smile: "yes, boss, give me two extra large portions of continuous ice."

The boss smiled happily, "OK."

The boss took another look at the Millennium around Luo Xinyue and couldn't help asking, "is this your friend?"

Luo Xinyue nodded: "yes."

The boss said, "the little girl looks so smart."

Although Luo Xinyue is only a freshman now, she grew up in this university when she was a child. Her father is the president. She ran around in this school when she was a child.

When she was very young, she appeared at school in a princess dress. Her big brothers and sisters would come around and buy snacks for her.

When she was older, Luo Xinyue went to middle school. After class, she often came to the milk tea shop here to do her homework. Over time, the boss became familiar with her.

But most of the time, Luo Xinyue is a person. Now it's rare to see Luo Xinyue bring his friends. The boss couldn't help looking more.

The boss has long regarded Luo Xinyue as his own person. Now Luo Xinyue has brought friends. Naturally, he wants to give enough face.

The two pieces of ice brought by the boss are full of weight, and one is more than the other two.

Millennium saw his eyes straight, and he forgot the unhappiness of being robbed of milk tea by Lingshen just now.

......

On the other side, Lu Jiayan and Lingshen come to Lingshen's secret base at the school.

Ling Shen put the milk tea he grabbed from millennium on the table, sat down himself, and then said to Lu Jiayan.

"Is that true?"

Standing aside, Lu Jiayan swept away the previous immorality and turned into an elite assistant to report the situation to Ling Shen.

"It's true." Lu Jiayan said, "this time I went to the branch office in Africa, and there were unexpected gains."

Lu Jiayan handed the iPad to Ling Shen. On the interface of the iPad, there is a tattoo pattern on a person's arm.

Ling Shen glanced, and his pretty eyebrows frowned into a word of Sichuan.

Ling Shen's original eyes were lazy and casual, but after seeing this tattoo, his eyes were like frost and became fierce and cold.

He knows this tattoo when it turns gray.

Lu Jiayan noticed the change of Ling Shen's expression and continued: "I found this in Africa. I heard that this man ran to Africa to avoid chasing shops, but he was still arrested. I also found out that this tattoo comes from an international mercenary organization. They take money to do things. As long as the money is in place, they will take it no matter what it is. It can be said that it is a group of outlaws."

desperado?

Ling Shen narrowed his eyes and fell on the cup of milk tea on the table.

The last time he saw the person with the tattoo was when he was eleven.

In the dirty warehouse, there were several bodies lying not far away. Those guys had guns in their hands, pointed them at his head and threatened him fiercely.

"Cry, if you cry, maybe I'll spare your life."

Those scum who regard killing as a game play the game of making people cry before they are ready to get rid of people.

But at that time, Lingshen was autistic and could not respond to many things outside. In the face of these people's threats, Lingshen, who was only 11, had a calm look in his eyes like a backwater without any waves.

Ling Shen picked his eyebrows, recovered from his memories and motioned to Lu Jiayan: "you continue."

Lu Jiayan took the iPad, turned out a video and showed it to Ling Shen.

The video was captured by the surveillance camera, which is a little fuzzy, but after the screenshot is enlarged, you can still see the tattoo on the man's arm.

The man had his back to the monitor, so he couldn't see his face.

Look at his figure. He's a man of about twenty.

Ling Shen glanced, and the background color in his eyes was cold and fierce.

Lu Jiayan explained: "this is a scene recently taken in the school. This person has the tattoo of that organization, but I checked other surveillance and didn't see this person again. I'm not sure if he is still in the school."

Ling Shen looked at the man in the video. His pace was relaxed and his posture was leisurely. Although he was very vague and had only one back, he could see that in the last few seconds of the video, he reached out and waved to the person who was not photographed in the upper left.

Ling Shen put his hand on the armrest of the chair at will, and his index finger beat the armrest of the chair rhythmically, as if he were thinking about something.

Lu Jiayan didn't really know what happened to Lingshen that year, but he followed Lingshen when Lingshen was 16.

Lu Jiayan, 22, was taken to Ling's old house by Ling Shen's grandfather. Lu Jiayan saw Ling Shen, 16.

Ling Shen sat on the sofa and looked up at him. The eyes were cold and without a trace of emotion, but Lu Jiayan always remembered the eyes.

Lu Jiayan watched him grow up from a young man who was still green and astringent to the present. Although Ling Shen still didn't want to tell him many things, Lu Jiayan knew that some things he didn't want to say were the most important.

For example, these years, Ling Shen has been asking Lu Jiayan to find a girl with a tear mole under her left eye.

For example, in recent years, Lingshen has been running around the world in order to find people with this tattoo pattern.

The girl with a tear mole under her left eye and the person with this tattoo pattern have a far-reaching impact on Ling Shen.

Ling Shen watched the video many times, and Lu Jiayan stood by.

Finally, Ling Shen finally reached out to close the video. He threw the iPad aside and his eyes fell on the cup of milk tea grabbed from Millennium again.

Although there was no change in his expression, Lu Jiayan could feel that Ling Shen was suffering something now.

After a long time, Ling Shen said, "prepare yourself. I'll start going back to school in two days."

Lu Jiayan: "ah?"

Ling Shenleng snorted, his eyes were deep, and seemed to be planning something.

He said, "if you don't go into a tiger's den, you will get a tiger's son."

(end of this chapter)