Is TV more attractive than him?

Gu Jin frowned slightly: "Don't look at unrealistic things, change it-"

She didn't want to change the channel, because she was seeing the key part, but she didn't want to refuse Gu Jin's request, so she changed the channel again depressedly.

The picture is suddenly deep and much darker, different from the previous two relaxed and cheerful.

"Is it true? You've just read the synopsis at the beginning of the novel...... Aren't you going to read the whole book? The world is far more esoteric than you think! …… Filled with more puzzles......"

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"Does this need a reason? I don't know...... What is your motive for killing...... But the reason to help people ...... Basically, it doesn't require any logical thinking, does it? ”

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“…… The only one who sees through the truth is a detective who looks like a little boy on the outside, but is too intelligent - Conan! ”

"You can't understand something that's too complicated......"

Is this obviously a contempt for her IQ!

Early morning.

The sun is clear and cold.

Xincun Garden Villa Area.

The exquisite and luxurious villas seem to be shrouded in a layer of mist, as if they have lost all their brilliance.

The doors and windows were closed, the curtains were not raised, there was no life in the empty villa, and the silence was eerie and frightening.

Zhou Zimo opened the door with a spare key, and the moment the door opened, an unpleasant smell of alcohol rushed to his face, Zhou Zimo hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, and then walked into the room, and saw the wine bottles and garbage all over the ground, and suddenly said with a frightened face: "I Di Tianna, I have only been back in the army for a few days, why did you follow up like a thief here...... Anze, Anze, are you there? ”

The qiē he saw in front of him made Zhou Zimo have a bad premonition in his heart, and he always felt that something had happened to An Ze.

Anxious eyes accidentally glanced at the newspaper on the ground, Zhou Zimo hurriedly picked it up and looked at it, his face suddenly changed, and he stretched out his hand in a panic and took out his mobile phone to quickly dial An Ze's number.

"Sorry, the phone you made is off!"

Shut down? Anze turned off his phone?

Zhou Zimo was terrified, An Ze never turned off his phone, even when he walked the catwalk at Paris Fashion Week, his mobile phone was turned on, because in the six years that the little angel left, An Ze was afraid of missing any opportunity to know her news, so his mobile phone was always turned on, and now it is turned off?

An uneasy premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, even in the face of the difficult challenges of the troops, Zhou Zimo would not show timidity, but now he was afraid and uneasy because An Ze's mobile phone was turned off, which shows that An Ze's influence on him is extraordinary!

With a restless mentality, Zhou Zimo rummaged inside and outside the villa, until he found An Ze in a storage room, in the dim room, the lonely and emaciated man was holding a wine bottle with a decadent face, his face was full of green beards, and his eyes were empty as if he had lost his soul, as if he wanted to die of drunkenness here.

Zhou Zimo has never seen such an Anze, and it seems that he has lost the courage to live and just wants to die.

"Stand up, Anze, are you still Anze I know me?" Zhou Zimo was angry, between him and An Ze, An Ze had been teaching him, he had always hoped that one day he could teach An Ze a lesson in turn, and now this opportunity has come, but he doesn't want it at all.

The wine bottle in his hand slipped and rolled on the ground, and An Ze was like a puddle of mud, powerless and unresistant, letting Zhou Zimo pull and pull hard.

Zhou Zimo was very angry with his appearance, and his angry fist hit An Ze's face mercilessly, and roared: "Do you want to die, do you think you are dead, someone will be sad for you and sad for you, remember your whole life, I sue you, no, the earth will still turn the same when you die, and you look forward to the people who are sad for you to live well." ”

Still alive and well? Yes, he's dead, she'll be alive and well.

"Anze, cheer up, you said you would take back what you lost little by little, and now you are doing this, are you admitting defeat?"

Admit defeat? Oh, yes! He's throwing in the towel! Throw in the towel to fate! Throw in the towel to that guy! Throw in the towel to her too!

"If it's for the little angel, you stand up, don't you love her, and you want to die without doing anything is love?"

Is this love? Probably not, because she doesn't need his love, she just needs that person's love! His love is superfluous!

"There is a saying among us soldiers that we will never admit defeat, and even if we reach the last step, we must not give up, we must not give up...... Anze, I have always regarded you as my best brother and even my idol...... You've been smart since you were a child, and you can't do anything, do you know how much I envy you...... But the way you're now, you've broken my dreams, you know? ”

Dream? Does he still have what it takes to be someone else's dream?

"Anze, whether the things in the newspaper are true or not, but I want to sue you, since you are not even afraid of death, why don't you make a final effort."

An Ze was stunned.

A last-ditch effort? Try again?