Chapter 188

I'm sorry, Xiaolan.

But Lawyer Fei and Mr. Maori are really not suitable for each other, and you know that, right?

In addition, talking about Hara Yoshiaki's lies, based on the previous dialogue, Amuro Toru probably discovered the chess game software created by Itakura Taku.

I don’t know if he reported it to the winery.

Ha, definitely not.

"Sir, we're here."

The car slowly stopped, Yingsheng opened the door and got out of the car, walked into the hotel, went straight to Qingzi's room, knocked on the door, and flashed the phone to her.

The door opened quickly, and the first thing that came out from the gap was the loud background sound of the sculpture principles class.

Qingzi was wearing a loose white shirt, exposing most of her white shoulders. She looked at Yingsheng with a gloomy look on her face:

"Yingying, you forgot about me all day yesterday, right?"

"No, it's just that various accidents happened, and I was worried that you would be in danger." Yingsheng reluctantly told the truth, pushed the door into the room, and closed it behind his back.

"Oh, only a ghost can believe it. Tell me. What's the matter?"

"I hope you will help call the police, and then we will go out to eat together and watch Xiaolan's karate competition in the afternoon." Yingsheng sat on a desk.

"Ah?"

Qingzi looked confused: "Are you serious?"

Over, nice! ! !

Chapter 271 Qingzi is the most perfect lover

What is the purpose of everything Yingsheng does?

Love and murder.

Conspiracy is just a convenient method, and he doesn't have to do it.

Taking Qingzi out with him didn't have much deep-seated purpose. The first thing was to let her relax. It was too boring to stay in the room all the time.

The second is simply fishing. If you find one, you catch one, but if you don't find it, you will pull it down.

Even if someone spreads the news and causes him to be suspected, Yingsheng doesn't care at all.

Anyway, the winery didn’t tell him the “fact” that the real Cedar Kiyoko was dead, and the following Cedar Kiyoko was Belmod in disguise. Then, as a well-known playboy, he and his female classmates Is there any problem with eating and shopping?

Absolutely not.

The only thing worth caring about is that after Belmod learns about this, he may be able to connect all the clues and piece together some truth.

But according to what Ying Sheng knows from her perspective, this possibility is unlikely.

Anyway, that’s it.

Yingsheng briefly explained the reason to Qingzi and said with a smile: "If you pay too much attention to cleverness and calculation, even if everything is successfully achieved in the end, as long as it causes you to be in a bad mood, I will still lose more than the gain."

This is absolutely true.

Qingzi's eyes lit up, she smiled softly, walked to the desk, put her hand on Yingsheng's thigh, leaned close to him, and blew gently in his ear.

"Firefly said this because I haven't provided you with love all day?"

"I am indeed such a utilitarian guy."

Yingsheng lowered his gaze slightly. In front of Kiyoko's delicate collarbone, the wide white shirt leaned forward naturally, and the pure white underwear was clearly visible. It seemed to be Fusha's new style of the season.

By the way, does this brand have such complete business categories?

Probably aware of Yingsheng's gaze, Qingzi pursed her lips lightly, and the hand on Yingsheng's thigh slowly moved up, her left hand reached to her chest, and she unbuttoned the buttons one by one.

Yingsheng watched her performance quietly. The looming jade body was finally gradually exposed to the air. The shirt slipped from her lightly hooked fingers to the ground. She raised her hand, pressed it on Yingsheng's chest, and gently Push back.

Yingsheng fell down and raised his hand to hold her hand, but she disappeared like a light breeze.

All he could see was a snow-white ceiling and an old ceiling fan. A girl's chuckle came to my ears, just like the wind chimes on the purple wisteria flower stand swaying gently in the wind, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas in summer. .

"I'm going to change clothes, no peeking."

Hearing this, Yingsheng tilted his head.

Qingzi was putting the suitcase on the hotel bed and rummaging through it for clothes. Seeing Yingsheng's disobedient look, she made a face at him and continued her search. The last thing she found was a white sleeveless dress. , light and thin linen material, with a sunny atmosphere.

"Let's buy a straw hat later." Qingzi turned around and said to Yingsheng.

"Summer is here before you know it." Yingsheng stood up, walked to the blank blackboard, picked up a piece of white chalk, and started writing with a free and carefree stroke.

——Whoever abandons me will not retain yesterday’s day;

——Those who mess up my mind will have many worries today.

Everything was written in Chinese characters, but Kiyoko couldn't recognize it completely and asked out of curiosity: "What did Hotaru write?"

"It's just a boat ride in the rivers and lakes."

Yingsheng threw the chalk back and landed it accurately in the box. He turned back and chuckled: "Let's go, my Miss Moon."

"Well……"

Qingzi stretched out her index finger and tapped her lips: "Isn't there something about calling the police?"

"Yeah, I almost forgot."

Yingsheng took out his mobile phone, clicked on a recording, and listened to the beginning.

--"Name."

This is Haihara Ai, or Shirley's voice.

——"Bour...bourbon, bourbon whiskey"

This is Toru Amuro's voice.

Yingsheng paused the recording, pulled back to the beginning, and looked at Kiyoko with a curious look on his face: "Call Megure Thirteen and tell him that you want to report a person named 'Amuro Toru'. He is a private detective on the surface, but secretly... Engage in organized crime.

When he asks you for evidence, I will play the recording. If he asks you how you got the recording or where you are now, you don't need to answer. "

Kiyoko nodded: "I understand." She took out her phone and reminded: "The police have a reverse tracking program. If you stay here for too long, they may find your place."

Hina said: "Even if the police and the winery have infiltrated each other and know that you are important now, the information is unlikely to be transferred to the third search department. In Megure Jusan's eyes, you should not have any problems, and the probability of them coming here is very small.

Even if they come here, this is a hotel, and we have a lot of room. "

"Okay. "

Kiyoko pressed the dial button.

Things went smoothly, and when the recording began to play, Yingsheng's thoughts drifted a little for no reason.

That guy, Amuro Toru, actually dared to come back to the surface so casually, so of course he had to be prepared for the follow-up. No matter what measures the police would take against Amuro Toru, Yingsheng could always see something from it.

Anyway, with Hara Yoshiaki as the lead, even if Amuro Toru hides in the dark like Gin from now on, he would not be completely untraceable.

It's not that Yingsheng hadn't thought about inviting him out like he did last night at the bar, knocking him out from behind, and interrogating him with truth serum, which would be simpler and more direct.

But if the other party had problems with your two invitations, it would be too suspicious.

And Amuro Toru is not stupid. After last night's experience, he must be extremely vigilant about everything around him recently, and strictly abide by the principles such as "a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall." Otherwise, it would be much more troublesome to plot against him.

It is possible to drag it on until the opponent relaxes, but the longer the time, the more variables there are. Sometimes things have to be done in a hurry.

The more anxious it is, the more chaotic it will be, and the enemy is more likely to make mistakes.

Besides, Yingsheng doesn't want to play this kind of brain game with them every day. It's better to solve it as soon as possible and save time and energy to date Xiaolan.

By the way, there is also Miss Liufeng.

It sounds a bit strange, but after meeting Hibari Eri, Yingsheng became more and more curious about the netizen he had never met.

Elegant, intellectual, mature, Miss Liufeng should also be a similar image.

There was a slight touch between his eyebrows.

Yingsheng thought about it and found that it was Qingzi who stretched out her index finger and gently poked his eyebrows. Her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and with a little bit of resentment, she leaned close to Yingsheng's ear and whispered:

"Were you thinking about other women just now? At least when you are with me, this kind of thing is never allowed."

"Is it? "Hina asked back.

"Of course, eyes can't lie." Qingzi held Yingsheng's face with both hands, her expression was quite lost, "Am I so unattractive?"

"What should I say so that you will believe it? Others are not even a fraction of you now."

Hina thought, hope seems to be as good as a fraction.

"I don't believe what you said."

Qingzi said, with a sweet kiss, slowly pressed on Yingsheng's lips, gently touched, and separated.

"I want you to remember my taste, forever."

Hina raised his finger and touched his lips, the subtle touch seemed to remain vaguely, he sighed softly: "Sorry, Qingzi, I didn't give you enough sense of security, I promise you, there will be no next time. "

He raised his hand and hugged Qingzi, lowered his head, kissed, and felt each other's taste. After a long time, they reluctantly separated.

Qingzi looked carefully at Yingsheng's eyes, and her eyes finally softened gradually.

[Love +3]

The income is good, and the plane ticket can really be refunded this time.

Yingsheng thought.

On the desk, the recording continued to play.

One hour later, at 12:40 noon.

Sitting in a Japanese restaurant, Yingsheng had just returned the menu to the waiter when he received a new message on his mobile phone. It was not an email, but Skype, an instant messaging software, and it was also the place where he and Miss Liufeng chatted anonymously.

——Good weekend, Mr. Bingley.

When the other side sent such a message, Yingsheng took a look, turned off the phone, and did not reply.

"Don't mind me, Ying, I don't want to be an obstacle."

Opposite the seat, Qingzi took off the beige straw hat on her head with a soft look and put it aside.

Yingsheng shook his head: "There is nothing to reply. How is your study progress? If you can rent a supercomputer, the formula of the human skin mask can be analyzed soon. ”

Qingzi was dejected: "That's still a long way to go, Ying, am I too useless?"

"No, self-study is troublesome, and it's only been a few days."

As Yingsheng finished speaking, his phone rang again. This time it was Xiaolan's call. He raised his hand to mute the phone, put it on the table, looked at Qingzi again, and was about to speak, when he saw Qingzi sigh softly, reached out to take his phone, answered it, put it on the table and pushed it back to him.

Hingsheng didn't look at the phone, but just looked at Qingzi quietly, and Qingzi showed an innocent expression.

"Suiyuejun, Mom agreed to watch my game."

Xiaolan's voice floated faintly in the phone.

Hingsheng picked up the phone: "This is a good thing, is there any additional explanation?"

"Because I mentioned that Dad would also go there, Mom didn't want to meet him for the time being, so she said that she would not be in a conspicuous position in the stands.

I thought, isn’t my father having difficulty moving now? As long as he is moved to the stands first and his mother can spot him clearly, he can be easily avoided, so I want to ask Suigetsu-kun to put him in the stands before the game starts. My dad sent it over. "

Xiaolan's tone was rather sly and authentic.

This made Yingsheng a little confused for a moment, and he said helplessly: "I said, if it reaches this level, what is the meaning of the two of them coming here? Is it just to witness you win the championship? You are not doing it for me. They look at you and fight.”

"this……"

Xiaolan struggled for a moment: "What Mr. Shuiyue means is that it's best to let mom and dad get in touch and then check how they get along, right... No, since mom has said it to this extent, the answer is already obvious, they can't go there It seems okay.”

"This is indeed a possibility, but the current avoidance does not explain the problem."

"I understand. I will touch on it a little bit when mom comes back. Thank you Suigetsu-kun."

“Be aware of the degree, be aware of where you stand.”

"I know, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Yingsheng put the phone on silent this time and put it in his pocket.