Jiang Rongrong drank a lot, so much so that he climbed up the stairs without closing the door when he went out.

Jiang Rongrong didn't know how many floors he had climbed down the stairs, but when Jiang Rongrong felt that he was weak and raised his head to look at the "7" posted on the wall at the staircase, Jiang Rongrong knew that he had reached the seventh floor.

Jiang Rongrong took a deep breath, endured the vomiting sensation from his stomach, held the wall with his right hand, and pushed open the door of the stairs with great difficulty with his left hand and walked into the corridor.

Just as Jiang Rongrong struggled to check the door number of the nearest room beside him, Jiang Rongrong suddenly heard a small wail from the corner of the corridor not far away.

Although Jiang Rongrong drank too much wine, he still clearly captured this wail, the wine strengthens people's courage, if Jiang Rongrong, who is usually sober, hears an inexplicable wail, he will never risk going over to check it out when Keiko Miyamoto is not by his side, but at this time, under the stimulation of alcohol, Jiang Rongrong actually forgot the existence of danger, Jiang Rongrong walked towards the corner of the corridor where the sound came from with heavy and staggering steps, holding on to the wall.

Although it was only a few dozen meters away, it took Jiang Rongrong, who had weak legs, three or four minutes to come to the corner of the corridor.

Jiang Rongrong raised his head suspiciously, glanced a few meters away, and what caught Jiang Rongrong's eyes was a woman and a corpse lying in a pool of blood.

If Jiang Rongrong was not in a drunken state at this time, he would have found that the woman in front of him could be said to be the most beautiful woman Jiang Rongrong had ever seen.

The woman is one meter seventy-two tall, with a slender figure, long black hair draped behind her head, delicate facial features, a pair of bright eyes, and the woman's slender eyebrows, which adds a touch of aura to the woman, and the blood-stained dagger in the woman's hand adds a bit of contrast to the woman's heroic spirit, this woman is better than Qin Yanran in terms of appearance, height and figure.

At this time, Jiang Rongrong didn't realize what he saw under the paralysis of alcohol, Jiang Rongrong half-squinted his drunken eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "Sister, you are making a movie in public......, right? Still...... Or is it a horror movie with a hotel theme? What's the title? It's so late, and I'm so dedicated, I'll definitely go to the cinema after the release...... Holding...... Cheers ......"

A hint of anger flashed in the woman's eyes, and the woman glanced at the corpse beside her that had fallen in a pool of blood, and looked at Jiang Rongrong's eyes with a faint hint of murderous intent.

Jiang Rongrong drank too much, and even if he was leaning against the wall, the whole person was a little shaky: "Don't say it...... Not to mention pulling down...... What kind of eyes, it's the same as I owe you millions......"

The woman's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she quietly put the dagger behind her back, and the woman walked towards Jiang Rongrong step by step with slow and heavy steps, and the woman already had the intention of killing people at this time.

Jiang Rongrong didn't feel the danger at all, Jiang Rongrong actually took the initiative to walk towards the woman with shaky steps: "Don't say it, forget it...... No...... Don't be in my way...... I still want to, I want to go...... I'm going to go back to sleep!

The woman felt Jiang Rongrong's strangeness, and after smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Jiang Rongrong's body, the woman knew that Jiang Rongrong was already drunk, and a trace of disgust could not help but appear on the woman's beautiful face, and the right hand holding the dagger couldn't help but increase a little strength, just as the woman was about to shoot at Jiang Rongrong, the woman's keen hearing immediately detected the footsteps coming from a distance.

The woman hesitated slightly, and without warning, she raised her right foot and kicked Jiang Rongrong to the ground.

Jiang Rongrong was not an outstanding master, and he was already drunk, Jiang Rongrong was kicked away by the woman, and the whole person almost flew upside down and hit the wall behind him.

Jiang Rongrong seemed to feel countless stars in the sky falling down and circling around his head for a moment, Jiang Rongrong couldn't help but regain a little consciousness, Jiang Rongrong was angry, and opened his mouth to scold: "Damn! I'll casually ask what movie you made, if you don't say it, you won't say it, business secrets are business secrets, if you don't agree with each other, you will beat someone, what do you mean?"

The woman listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer behind her, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Dead drunkard, today is your fate, remember Miss Ben's name, Miss Ben's name is Yaoxun, if you dare to talk more, I guarantee that you will die a miserable death!"

After the woman named Yaoxun finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to Jiang Rongrong, and rushed to the window next to the corridor, and with the sound of glass breaking, the woman actually broke the glass and jumped out.

Jiang Rongrong was so frightened by this scene that he jumped up from a spirit on the ground: ", this Nima...... I'll just ask casually, you don't have to jump off the building to kill yourself, right? Sister, this is the 7th floor!"

Jiang Rongrong rushed to the glass as quickly as crazy, but Jiang Rongrong poked his head out and looked at it for a while, not to mention the corpse on the ground downstairs, not even a single person, let alone a woman.

Jiang Rongrong was frightened by this strange scene, and Jiang Rongrong couldn't help but shiver: "MD...... I must be drunk, it's the 7th floor...... Looks like I'm really drunk and unconscious!"

Jiang Rongrong glanced back at the corpse lying in a pool of blood behind him, Jiang Rongrong slapped his head violently: "It's over...... Also TM hallucinations......"

There was no movement outside the glass except for the sound of the wind blowing, and the only trace left was a thin steel wire, but obviously the drunk Jiang Rongrong didn't notice it.

The footsteps in the distance became heavier and heavier, and it was Keiko Miyamoto who walked in front of her, and after passing the corner of the corridor, she saw the crumbling Jiang Rongrong and the corpse lying in a pool of blood on the side.

Keiko Miyamoto was also taken aback, and strode to Jiang Rongrong's side to hold Jiang Rongrong's arm: "What's wrong? It's okay? Is this a killer? Sent to kill you? Do you know the details?"

Jiang Rongrong shook his head vigorously, and then looked at Keiko Miyamoto who was supporting him suspiciously: "Keiko, why are you here? I seem to have seen someone jump off the building just now......

"......" Keiko Miyamoto glanced at the glass next to her that was broken by Yao Xun, and couldn't help but feel speechless for a while, "You broke the window, I won't blame you for getting into trouble! A few bottles of wine, drinking like this, you are too weak, it seems that this person's death has nothing to do with you!"

Jiang Rongrong shook his head desperately: "No, Keiko, someone really jumped off the building just now! I don't lie to you, really!"

Keiko Miyamoto nodded: "Well, I know, after the murderer killed someone, he realized his sin and jumped off the building to atone for his sins!"

"You...... You don't believe me! really...... True...... Someone really jumped off the building!" Jiang Rongrong was anxious, but as the danger disappeared, Jiang Rongrong felt that the strength of the wine began to rise again, and his speech began to be slurred.

Keiko Miyamoto glanced at the corpse on the ground, Keiko Miyamoto was originally a killer, and the cause of death of the corpse was found at a glance, the major artery in the neck was cut by someone, and he died of excessive blood loss in a short time, the person who did it was obviously an expert, even if the major artery in the neck of the deceased was cut, it did not spurt blood, but it flowed out rapidly, the murderer's methods were too exquisite, even Keiko Miyamoto herself thought that she was not as good as the murderer, and Keiko Miyamoto also vaguely guessed that Yao Xun was a master who was not inferior to herself, or even stronger than herself.

Thinking of this, Keiko Miyamoto couldn't help but take a deep breath, since Yao Xun's target was only the dead and not Jiang Rongrong, in the face of such a mysterious and terrifying strong man as Yao Xun, Keiko Miyamoto naturally would not take the initiative to provoke, and Keiko Miyamoto no longer cared about the affairs here, forcibly pulled Jiang Rongrong close to the door of Zhang Xianhei's room, and when Zhang Xianhei opened the door, Keiko Miyamoto kicked Jiang Rongrong in mercilessly.

After Keiko Miyamoto kicked Jiang Rongrong into Zhang Xianhei's room, Keiko Miyamoto felt a little uneasy, Keiko Miyamoto pulled out the moon blade on her waist, and walked over to the location of the corpse again very cautiously to check the situation, Keiko Miyamoto glanced at the ground near the corpse, the murderer left no traces, and soon Keiko Miyamoto remembered what Jiang Rongrong said before that someone jumped off the building.

Keiko Miyamoto seemed to think of something, and quickly ran to the window to poke her head out to check the situation, Keiko Miyamoto was not drunk, Keiko Miyamoto saw a small steel wire left outside the window at a glance, Keiko Miyamoto understood what Jiang Rongrong meant when someone jumped off the building, it turned out that the murderer broke the glass and escaped from the window on the seventh floor using the steel wire he carried with him.

Keiko Miyamoto quietly looked at the tightrope of the window, Keiko Miyamoto thought about it carefully, if it was herself, she would never dare to say that she could easily escape from the window on the seventh floor with the help of the wire, that is to say, Keiko Miyamoto's previous conjecture was not wrong, the murderer was indeed a master who was better than herself, thinking of the two-headed demon dragon that appeared not long ago, Keiko Miyamoto faintly felt a sense of urgency, the opponents she met after following Jiang Rongrong were actually stronger than one another, it seems that her strength is still far from enough......

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In the early morning, the hot sun shone directly on Jiang Rongrong's face, Jiang Rongrong who was sleeping felt the burning sensation on his face, Jiang Rongrong suddenly opened his eyes, and Jiang Rongrong found himself lying in Zhang Xianhei's room, and at this time Zhang Xianhei was dressed up very stinky in front of the mirror.

Jiang Rongrong looked at Zhang Xianhei's back blankly, and a trace of fragmentary memories kept flashing in his mind.

Zhang Xianhei heard the movement behind him and knew that Jiang Rongrong had woken up, Zhang Xianhei smeared hairspray on his hair and said with a smile: "Wake up, drink the fragments, right?"

"I ......" Jiang Rongrong hesitated slightly, "I seem to have dreamed of a person......

"Isn't that normal? Could it be that you dream of a dog?" Zhang Xian smiled and combed his hair.

Jiang Rongrong was stunned, shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Strictly speaking, it seems that I have dreamed of a woman......"

Zhang Xianhei couldn't help grinning: "That's more normal, it's a good thing, spring, dreams without a trace, is it possible that you still want to dream of a man?

Jiang Rongrong couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "No, you still misunderstood what I meant, a woman, and a lot of blood ......"

"I'll it!" Zhang Xianhei finally couldn't calm down, Zhang Xianhei turned his head and looked at Jiang Rongrong in surprise, "Isn't that better?

"Your sister, what do you think, I seem to have dreamed that a woman killed someone......" Jiang Rongrong glared angrily at Zhang Xianhei who had a wicked smile on his face.

"What?" The comb in Zhang Xianhei's hand fell to the ground, Zhang Xianhei remembered Keiko Miyamoto's eyes full of jealousy last night, and Zhang Xianhei faintly realized that things were not simple.