Sundering Nature Chapter 112: Pick up corpses
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Chapter One Hundred and Twelve: Picking Up Corpses
"Found it." In an office in the police station building, the eye-eyed man took a deep breath, knocked **** the desk, reminding everyone around him.
"Oh?" Qing Linglong leaned up for the first time, staring at the screen closely.
"What is he doing?" Qing Qiaoqiao stuck her head behind her sister and looked at the computer suspiciously.
"I don't know. From just now, he just squatted on the side of the road, talking to himself." The man with eyes operated the computer and changed three angles in a row, only to see Li Yiming in the surveillance screen squatting like that. At the gate of the community, pointing to the air in front of him, but the little road boy carrying a linen white flag did not appear in the surveillance camera from start to finish.
"Past?" Qing Qiaoqiao stared at the screen for a while, then asked her sister hesitantly.
Qing Linglong didn't speak, but turned around instead, and don't glance at her silent beard consciously.
"The past was meaningless. He had been avoiding us in front of us, but now he suddenly appeared swaggering. Obviously he figured out the key." Beard said blankly, returning his gaze back to the window, staring quietly. Night sky.
"What do you figure out?" Qing Qiaoqiao was taken aback for a moment, apparently not understanding what the beard said.
"Before, he was able to retreat calmly under our siege, and it is still the same now. Here we are too restrictive, and we can't keep him if we don't do our best, but if we do our best..." The eye man pushed down The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose looked gloomy and terrible.
"Where is Liu Meng now?" Qing Linglong withdrew her eyes from the beard, and spoke calmly.
"Ten minutes to go to a bar." The man in glasses switched the lens and turned up another picture, with heads surging and brightly lit.
"Go to the bar at this time? What does she think?" Qing Qiaoqiao muttered complainingly.
"Pay attention to her movements. As for Li Yiming, it is not only us who hit him. The two groups are probably going to lose their breath..." Qing Linglong stared at the dazzling picture, pondered for a moment, and slowly said.
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The noisy sound is deafening, the dazzling lights are colorful and scattered, the energetic young people spend their youth to their fullest, and the dynamic dance floor is full of gold fans.
Liu Meng stared at the boys and girls struggling to twist their bodies in front of him with blurred eyes, hesitatingly picked up the tequila in front of him and drank it.
She needs a noisy atmosphere to stabilize her mind, and she needs alcohol to find her confused heart.
She hesitated when she saw Li Yiming walking towards the mediocre and dusty woman... When she saw Li Yiming hugging the naked woman in the night sky, she was angry...
But this... shouldn't be the emotion she should have. She is a catastrophe, and she was born at the right moment, and was transported by the sky, just to destroy Li Yiming's addictive catastrophe...
She doesn't know where this disordered emotion comes from. She doesn't know why this complicated feeling is born. Could it be this feeling left over from the body? But hasn't she been sealed by the robbery? Why can it still affect yourself?
I just glanced across the screen, and just a glance has such a big impact on my mood. If I face it directly in the future, how will I deal with myself?
That is a man who wants to kill himself, why do I have other emotions towards him?
Liu Meng shook his head, simply picked up the bottle, and poured it directly into his mouth. But the vague figure was lingering and cut continuously. Instead, it became clearer and clearer with the urging of alcohol.
"Beauty, alone?" An elegant and graceful voice rang in his ears. A stylishly dressed man sat down next to Liu Meng, and his left hand seemed to inadvertently toss a blue Porsche car key. On the table, his right hand naturally lifted and put it on Liu Meng's shoulder.
"Go!" Just when the man's hand was about to touch Liu Meng, Liu Meng raised his cold eyes and spit out a word full of killing intent. The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the temperature dropped suddenly. Imagine, when the man’s hand is really on her shoulder, will she really kill the other person.
The bloodthirsty and crazy eyes made the man tremble all over, his pores horrified, and his seemingly handsome body nearly fell over when he leaned on the chair.
The man looked at Liu Meng in surprise, and then subconsciously turned his head and looked around. Numerous glances swept away. The seemingly ridiculous laughter was mixed in the noisy music. It seemed that everyone in the audience had noticed him. Embarrassed, the man curled his mouth, cursed in a low voice, picked up the car key on the table, and left unlucky, but the moment he lowered his head when he left, his eyes viciously glanced at Liu Meng's high heels studded with blue crystals.
This is the seventh man Liu Meng rushed away to strike up a conversation.
Liu Meng's dress is unusually **** today. Maybe it was affected by the catastrophe. It is absolutely impossible to go out like this when changing to the usual Liu Meng.
Low-cut and shiny miniskirt, tight-fitting buttocks and big open back, black straight long hair hanging on the chest, soft and white looming, pink eyeshadow hidden in spring, bright red lip gloss is bold and unrestrained, hidden in the black silk The legs are charming, and the rose tattoo on the calf makes people fascinated.
Sexy appearance, hot attire, cold temperament, and lazy air. This is not a fallen mortal fairy, this is a banshee who has practiced for thousands of years.
There are countless lights gathering here, either stunning, or greedy, or jealous, or disdain, but there is no doubt that Liu Meng has become the focus of the night scene.
Especially, she is alone, especially, there are empty bottles in front of her, and experienced men have noticed those bottles...agave...
The seven men returned without success. This did not dispel the passionate animal desires around them. The men were all waiting quietly, waiting for this female fairy to destroy the defense line and fall into the world.
Liu Meng drank another bottle, raised her hand to the frowning bartender and shook the empty bottle in her hand. Her eyes had begun to fade, and the protectors were very resistant to alcohol. It could be said that if they I don't want to get drunk, these ordinary drinks can't work on them, but Liu Meng is here to buy drunk.
The elder bartender's eyes flashed a little hesitation, his gaze dodged and looked to the side.
"Give it to her, count me." The man at the bar smiled elegantly, and gracefully threw a bundle of cash from his arms. If he looked at the bartender deeply, he was the man holding the Porsche key.
"Shao Feng, she's almost drinking." The bartender glanced at the cash on the bar, and said unbearably.
"Give it to her!" Feng Shao's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were fierce.
"Wine!" Liu Meng tapped the empty bottle on the table at the right time. The bartender sighed helplessly. He picked up a bottle of newly opened tequila from under the counter, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to the little girl next to him. .
The little girl in hot pants glanced enchantingly at Xiaofeng, twisting her **** **** towards Liu Meng, just looking directly at Liu Meng's eyes, with a strong playfulness and disdain.
Liu Meng, who took the wine bottle, picked up the glass and poured it, but his pupils were dizzy and his sight was misfocused. At least half of the wine was poured outside. Liu Meng ignored it, shook the wine in his hand, and changed his hand to hold the glass. Drink it all.
The snorting wine spurts, the chest is hot like a fire, the intense dizziness converges in the center of the eyebrows, and the weight of the body seems to slowly disappear.
The cup in his hand slipped and hit the tabletop with a soft sound, and slowly rolled off the edge of the table. It was about to break to the ground, but it was firmly caught by a clean palm.
"You seem to be drinking too much, I will send you back?" Feng Shao gently put down the wine glass in his hand, gently leaned over Liu Meng's ear, and whispered softly.
"Hey..." Countless sighs sounded around, with annoyance, regret, helplessness, and sadness.
"You..." Liu Mengqiang held up his head and squinted at the man in front of him. The man was lying very close, and the smell of tobacco was a bit pungent, but his exhaled enthusiasm sprayed to his ears, itchy. strange.
"I'll send you back." The man smiled gently, but his eyes behind the brown sunglasses showed a trace of triumph.
Liu Meng shook his head vigorously, and the man in front of him interlaced and gradually overlapped with the fuzzy figure.
"Yeah." Liu Meng snorted softly. Even after the sound was made, she herself did not want to believe that it was her own voice. It's as sweet as panting, like moaning like groaning.
The intoxicating voice hit the soul, and Feng Shao trembled all over, almost unable to hold it.
"Come!" Enduring the boiling beast blood, Shao Feng eagerly stretched out his hand to Liu Meng. But when his finger just touched Liu Meng's arm, Liu Meng was suddenly shocked, and the reaction bounced extremely strongly, like a frightened rabbit.
"I just want to help you..." Feng Shao withdrew his finger in an instant. Just now Liu Meng's murderous eyes made him remember, but the touch from his fingertips made him feel unfulfilled.
"I can walk by myself." Liu Meng took a deep breath and looked at the man in front of him seriously. The lingering smile appeared again, sunny, clear, calm and calm.
"The exit is here, and my car is at the door." The man smiled slightly. The experienced man knew how to deal with such a situation.
Faltering, Liu Meng stumbled and followed the vague figure out of the night scene under disappointed and regretful eyes.
Porsche with phosphors, beautiful colors and smooth lines, driving slowly under the night of the city.
The peak lit up a cigarette, and his wretched eyes looked at Liu Meng's intertwined legs from time to time. The brightly patterned black stockings were blurred in the dim car, accompanied by heavy gasps after drunkenness. , Revealing a seductive fragrance.
Liu Meng's mind became more and more confused. She couldn't distinguish between where she was and the ground. The dizziness of alcohol mixed with the shaking of the car made her whole body hot. Under the big breath, Liu Meng subconsciously pulled on the wide neckline. , But subconsciously, she felt that she was safe now, because the vague figure was beside her.
Liu Meng's actions once again attracted Feng Shao's gaze. His crazy eyes barely turned his eyes. He took a deep sniff with obsessive expression. Major General Feng threw the cigarette he had just lighted out of the car, grabbing his crotch and the steering wheel. After a sharp turn, the bright pink Porsche drove into the park on the corner.
I can't bear it, the night is long, there should always be an appetizer before the dinner is served...
(Don’t scold me, I actually expected someone to scold me, the plot needs it, really.)