"You really don't know me?" he looked at her suspiciously.

I thought she was a killer sent by his enemy. I approached him deliberately first, and then I found a chance to kill him. That's why I treated her so coldly.

But looking at her eyes and listening to her, they all seemed so sincere and sunny. There was no cold air of the killer at all. The original warning heart could not help but fade a little.

"I really don't know you," she added.

He then released his hand and said guilt, "I'm sorry. I'm too wary. In order to express my apology, I'll buy the next wine."

"Thanks! But I can drink very well. You may spend a lot of money!" she chuckled, raised her glass and drank it.

Looking at her white and slender wrist pinched red and swollen by him, he said with guilt: "I'm really sorry. Does it hurt?"

She looked down at her wrist, then nodded honestly, "it hurts! It really hurts!"

"So you were so calm just now? I really can't see it at all." he wondered again.

"I'm very smelly. I also like to pretend to be calm. I don't like to shout out in a bad manner," she said with a smile.

"You're a strange man." he couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

"The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders," she shrugged.

He felt that she was really grand. She was not only elegant and beautiful, but also open-minded and generous. She was really a good woman.

Because of appreciation, they sat together and drank while chatting.

As he drank more and more wine, his head became more and more dizzy. As a result, in the end, he waved his hand and said to her, "I'm sorry. I really can't drink. Your drinking capacity really makes me lose!"

"Hee hee. I seldom meet opponents." she smiled a little complacently, and the corners of her mouth raised gently, looking a little playful.

"I have to go back to the hotel. I'll have another drink next time." he settled the bill, then staggered to his feet and walked out.

Looking at his disappearing back, she smiled gently, took out a wad of money and handed it to the bartender. She smiled gently and said, "thank you for the ingredients."

"Thank you, miss." the bartender happily stuffed the money into his pocket.

She immediately jumped up, the whole person was in high spirits, and her eyes showed sharp light. Where was she like a person who had drunk several glasses of wine?

If Nie Yiyun had just been sober, or not moved by her, in the process of talking with her, he would have noticed that there was not even a trace of alcohol in her mouth.

She turned gracefully, walked out of the bar with light steps, and then walked down the long stone street to a hotel. She was about to go in. Suddenly, the mobile phone rang in her pocket. Only then did she realize that she had made a mistake she was never allowed to make, that is, turning off the mobile phone before approaching the target.

Even Nie Yiyun didn't remember this for so long when she went out to make a phone call.

Who will be the caller at this time?

When she took it out, she frowned unhappily, turned off the machine without thinking, and hurried into the hotel.

When she stopped at 1309, she smiled faintly and turned the door handle gently. It was really closed, not deliberately opened before she left.

Not in a hurry to take action, she crossed one room, stopped at the same room marked 1309 on the door on the other side and smiled proudly.