The Ninth Master is dead.

As soon as the news spread, the entire sea market exploded. Despite the official explanation, there are still many discussions in the society, and there are various speculations, and some people really doubt the authenticity of this 'common end'.

On the Internet, some people talk about the past of the ninth master, and some people talk about the 'undercurrent' organization in a serious way, although it is basically nonsense, but it is also the truth, as if they have seen it with their own eyes. Even in the end, some people really suspected Liu Yanbo's head, after all, there were many people present when he beat people in Tianshui Bar that night.

However, the fact that there is no evidence is actually a rumor.

Liu Yanbo will also look at the gossip that cheats traffic when he is fine, although there are no photos and videos of him beating Xue Long that night on the Internet, and he does not name him, but he still guessed that the taxi driver who recently had a feud with Jiu Ye in the mouth of netizens is himself.

In this regard, he did not panic at all, just like all the people who eat melons, he just took the story as a leisure time and would read it casually, and would never take it to heart.

He is confident enough that even if people all over the world suspect that he did it, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to admit it, no one will be able to find the slightest evidence to break his current ordinary life.

It's noon again.

Liu Yanbo sat in the taxi and watched the gossip articles on his mobile phone, while eating the two eggs he had in his pocket in the morning, laughing a little heartlessly like a nobody.

"Master, please send me to Huarong Community. A man with gold-rimmed glasses opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. "Excuse me, hurry up a little, I'm in a hurry. ”

"Okay. Liu Yanbo put away his mobile phone, ate the last half of the egg in one bite, and took a sip of water to remind: "Sir, please fasten your seat belt, the traffic police have been strict recently." ”

"Oh! Okay. The man with glasses hurriedly fastened his seat belt and smiled politely: "I'm really sorry, I'm easy to forget things when I'm in a hurry, don't be weird, master." ”

Since Liu Yanbo drove a taxi, it was the first time he encountered a polite passenger like the man with glasses, and he couldn't help but look at it twice-

Elegant atmosphere, wise eyes like a torch.

This is Liu Yanbo's evaluation of the man with glasses in his heart.

"Sir, you are too polite. Liu Yanbo smiled back politely, and then started the car.

The traffic on the road is a bit heavy, and it is jammed and stopped, Liu Yanbo was afraid that the man with glasses would be impatient, so he turned on the music-

A large river with wide waves

The wind blows the rice and flowers on both sides

......

As soon as the music started two sentences, the man with glasses said with a smile: "Look at the master, you are not very old, I didn't expect you to like to listen to this kind of classic old song, but it is rare." ”

Liu Yanbo smiled and said, "If Mr. doesn't like to listen to it, I'll change it." ”

"You don't need to change it, it's good, it's comfortable to listen to such old songs. The man with glasses took out his mobile phone, and he didn't know what he saw, so he gasped violently, and said in surprise for a while: "I didn't expect such a big thing to happen last night!"

Liu Yanbo concentrated on driving the car and did not talk.

"Master, have you watched the news?" The man with glasses said in a low voice: "Last night, Huang Jiuye was killed. ”

The murder of the ninth master is the headline on the front page of Haishi today, and it is constantly pushed to the top on the Internet, and it is now a well-known thing for passers-by.

Liu Yanbo nodded and said calmly: "I was watching this news in the car just now." ”

Hey~

The man with glasses had probably seen the comments of netizens, and he seemed to have discovered a new continent, and said in surprise: "This official has clearly given an explanation, how can anyone still not want to believe it? ”

The man with glasses spoke very directly, as if he was discussing with a friend, without the slightest concern that he was sitting in a taxi at this time.

After a slight pause, the man with glasses seemed to be thoughtful, glanced at Liu Yanbo intentionally or unintentionally, and continued: "But although there are more people talking nonsense on the Internet now, some of them are not necessarily groundless, and there are really people who know something secret. Master, are you saying I'm right?"

"I don't know. Liu Yanbo shook his head, and his afterglow noticed the slight change in the eyes of the man with glasses. "Sir is exalting me too much! This is a major social event, and a small citizen like me should listen to this matter as a gossip story, how dare he express any opinions?"

Hearing Liu Yanbo's answer like this, the man with glasses seemed a little disappointed, and he sighed slightly: "The master doesn't have to be arrogant, there are talents in the country, and the small citizens will also have great wisdom." Hidden in the city, since ancient times, how many of our Chinese people are just civilians, but they always change the direction of the world, and even determine the fate of this country. ”

Throughout the ages, there have been three religions and nine streams, hundreds of schools, and many sages and heroes.

The words of the man with glasses are true, but what can be said is a little out of place.

Two people who don't know each other say such a tirade when they meet for the first time, and it is also thanks to Liu Yanbo that he met him, and if he were someone else, it is very likely that he will be regarded as a psychopath.

Liu Yanbo nodded with a smile and said casually: "Then borrow Mr. Jiyan's words, I hope that one day, I can also show my ambitions." ”

Judging from Liu Yanbo's performance in the past three years, he is a person with no ambitions.

The reason why he said this was to tell the other party that the topic could be stopped.

Liu Yanbo didn't say it explicitly, but he knew that the man with glasses would understand.

The road was not far away, and after more than ten minutes of sudden silence in the car, the car had stopped at the gate of Huarong Community.

"Thank you, master. The man with glasses paid the money, and when he was about to get out of the car, he suddenly turned around and said something inexplicable: "The next time we meet, I hope to make friends with you, master." ”

After that, regardless of whether Liu Yanbo agreed or not, the man with glasses got out of the car and walked into the community without looking back.

Liu Yanbo smiled, watched the man with glasses leave, and before he could think about anything, the phone rang.

It was Bai Bin who called.

Liu Yanbo answered the phone and asked gently, "Bin Shao, is there something wrong?"

Bai Bin on the other end of the phone said "um", but after a long time, he didn't speak again.

Liu Yanbo didn't urge, he knew that Bai Bin had a lot to ask, and when facing this brother, he had enough patience to wait.

Bai Bin's breathing was a little loud, and he could feel his anxiety and uneasiness through the phone, he seemed to have a thousand words to say, but they were all blocked in his throat and couldn't speak, and in the end, they all turned into a simple greeting: "Bo Shao, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine. Liu Yanbo lowered the window and slowly lit a cigarette. "You can eat and sleep, you can run and jump, you don't fall asleep at work, you have wine, meat and someone to serve you when you get home from work, but you are much more comfortable than you. ”

"That's good. Bai Bin smiled and said, "You kid is still so poor." ”

Liu Yanbo smiled and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone. Bai Bin said: "I just want to call you and talk." ”

"Then let's talk about it!"

“......”

The two of them talked for more than ten minutes without saying a word, and hung up the phone without talking about anything serious in the end.

Liu Yanbo put away his mobile phone and turned his head to look at the Huarong community.

He knew what Bai Bin wanted to ask just now, and he also knew why the man with glasses said that inexplicable sentence when he left.

Liu Yanbo also knew that in the next few days, many people would find him one after another, either openly or secretly.

This is the sequelae of killing the Ninth Master, and he is mentally prepared.