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Before I knew it, it was already past two o'clock in the morning, and in two or three hours, it would be dawn.

“…… After my parents divorced and my mother died of depression, I thought about not talking about the relationship between men and women in my life, but when I got older, I felt that I would be very pitiful and would be alone for the rest of my life. When I was in college, I overturned my previous ideas and tried to go back and forth with a different ** twice, probably because of me, I never got into it, and I didn't have the blazing feeling when other people were in love. One of the two guys I dated was trying to trick me into going to bed after knowing each other for less than a week...... I don't have much more confidence......"

Su Yan lay on Wang Luo's chest and poured out her past. The jade body of the upside-down beings is flawless, and there are still traces of pleasure, with a pink luster and an extremely beautiful beauty.

Her hand unconsciously tapped on Wang Luo's chest and abdomen like playing a piano, obviously in a good mood, so she asked in surprise: "Wang Luo, the elasticity and hardness of your skin are quite scary, and you can hardly find excess fat?"

Wang Luo stroked Su Yan's smooth bare back with one hand, and said shamelessly: "The hardest part of my body is not the chest and abdomen, guess where?"

"Go, rascal embryo. Su Yan said in a daze, "Finally let your little pervert succeed, and now you are satisfied?"

Feeling the soft touch brought by Su Yan lying on her body and her skin being close to each other, it was really a great enjoyment, and Wang Luo's heart and soul were overwhelmed.

"Little pervert, ha, I remember someone just called me a good brother, so if you count it, I should be older than you, even if it's a pervert, it's a big pervert. Wang Luo said with a shy face.

Su Yan couldn't help Wang Luo's hooligan words, and pulled up the quilt to cover her face, "Wang Luo, you bastard...... You forced me to say it just now, and now you're laughing at me in turn......"

Wang Luo was very proud, and pressed step by step: "Let's do it again, shall we?"

"You're dead, just now...... Didn't the wound burst? Su Yan hid in the quilt, her voice was so small that she could barely hear it, but fortunately Wang Luo could hear it.

"If you are on top this time, my wounds will not be affected. ”

"Never ......"

Wang Luo smiled, lifted the quilt and squeezed in, and soon after, the room revered with a reverie-inducing murmur.

The clouds dispersed in the night sky, and the moon was cold.

The long night gradually passed, and when it was close to the morning, Su Yancai fell asleep in Wang Luo's arms exhausted.

As soon as the sky was bright, she was afraid that the nurse or Su Jing and others would come over, she struggled to get up again, hurriedly got out of bed, and when she was dressing, she saw the traces on the bed and her body after the two of them were happy, and said ashamedly: "What should I do if people see this look? If the nurse or Su Jing and Xin Ruyin see it, I will lose all my face." ”

Wang Luo was wrapped in bandages, and in addition to that, he got out of bed without an inch, went to the locker next to the bed to get clothes to wear, looked back at the bed, and felt that such an obvious 'trace' couldn't be concealed if he wanted to, and proposed: "Let's escape from the hospital, the culprit can't be found at this crime scene, and the person who cleaned up the bed can only be stopped." Let's go out and call Su Jing, so that he doesn't have to come over, then Sister Su Yan, you can still save some face. ”

As he spoke, he laughed, and his eyes wandered to Su Yan, who was wearing stockings.

"But after all, you have a gunshot wound on your body, no matter how minor the injury is, you must always stay in the hospital for observation. Or...... I'll go first, can you do it here by yourself?" Su Yan really couldn't pull her face to face Su Jing and Xin Ruyin at this time, thinking that she would run away alone and let Wang Luo, a cheeky person, stay here.

Wang Luo nodded meaningfully: "You know my injuries best, why do you need to stay in the hospital for observation, let's go together." ”

Su Yan heard footsteps in the corridor, her face turned a little pale with fright, she really didn't dare to stay here longer, and finally agreed to Wang Luo's proposal, got up and patted Wang Luo's face affectionately: "Then you have to be obedient, let's leave from here, and then change hospitals, you continue to stay in and check out, okay?"

This kind of thing Wang Luo naturally let her go, and nodded with a smile.

The two crept to clean up, then sneaked out of the hospital and fled the crime scene.

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Pillows run through the streets of San Francisco, at a fast pace, through the streets.

In a complex urban environment, tracking a person's scent without making mistakes is clearly beyond the limits of the average canine's ability, but it is difficult to tip a pillow.

It ran wildly for more than half an hour before catching up with a black Chevrolet SUV at a traffic light intersection a block away from the financial district where Wang Luo and Su Yan were attacked.

The murderer who shot Wang Luo was in the car, and the dark eyes of the pillow were full of anger, but he did not rush up to attack the people in the car. Wang Luo's task for it was to keep an eye on the murderer and try to see if it could use it as a clue to find the mastermind behind the scenes.

If you can dig out the people behind the scenes, Wang Luo will personally rush over and make the opponent pay an unbearable price.

The killer in Chevrolet was a white man, of medium build, named Nokan, about thirty years old, with unhealthy brownish pupils, lifeless, and looking like a cold-blooded executioner.

Nokan would never have dreamed that he would be targeted by an unusual 'dog'.

Pillow followed the Chevrolet sedan on the side of the road, like a very patient hunter who would carefully observe his prey before hunting, and followed Nokan unhurriedly.

Twenty minutes later, Chevrolet stopped outside a villa on the outskirts of San Francisco, and Nokan got out of the car and walked into the villa, and the pillow followed him, wandering around every corner of the house without Nocan noticing.

Nokan didn't stay in this villa long, he entered the villa, went straight to the second floor in a hurry, packed some things and drove away again, straight to the airport.

Committing a shooting in San Francisco is no small matter by any means.

Of course, Nokan will not wait for the police to follow up on the clues little by little, and finally let himself fall into a passive thinking about escaping, and he is ready to retreat before he moves. Whether it succeeds or not, he's going to leave San Francisco tonight.

It's a pity that even if he is careful, he is still found by the pillow.

On his way to the airport, there was a 'dog passenger' lurking, but Nokan was unaware.

Nokan boarded a plane after dark and took off from San Francisco to Cape Town International Airport at the southern tip of the African continent.

The intelligence of the pillow can be compared with that of people, seeing Nokan get on the plane, he chose to continue to follow without hesitation, shrewdly avoided the security check and monitoring of the airport, mixed into the plane, bit Nokan tightly, and followed all the way to South Africa.

When the plane arrived in South Africa, Nokan should have relaxed and made sure he was safe. But for some reason, there was an uneasy mood surging in his heart, and he felt like he had an eye that was always staring at him.

Nokan stood at the exit of the airport, looking around warily, but made no valuable discoveries.

He shook his head, perhaps he was too nervous, he was already standing on South African soil, and he should be safe no matter what.

With that in mind, Nokan whistled lightly to ease his tension and move on to his next destination......

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Wang Luo changed hospitals, and spent the next few days recuperating, eating, sleeping, and eating.

With Su Yan by her side, she didn't feel that the days of hospitalization were difficult.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Luo's physical function was amazing, and even the doctor was surprised.

According to the time in China, Wang Luo came to the United States on the ninth day of junior high school, and after being injured, he stayed in the United States for almost ten days. On the nineteenth day of the first lunar month of China, after Wang Luo basically recovered, the group boarded the plane again and prepared to return to China.

During this period, Wang Luo sensed the pillow several times through spiritual contact, and found that the induction between the two became weak, which showed that the pillow was very far away from him.

This surprised Wang Luo, where did the little guy on the pillow go with the murderer who shot the black gun?

Wang Luo was not worried about the safety of the pillow, with the potential of its dimensional demonic beasts, even if it was still in its infancy, it was unlikely to encounter much danger.

Now that his body has recovered, Wang Luo is ready to return to Jiangyang, before the school starts, go to meet with the pillow and settle accounts with the other party.