Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Missing Girl
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Although Yan Siming said that he didn't like his women working in this kind of place, Jiang Zhuluo still liked to go in and out of here. However, what is different from before is that she is not here to make money but to spend.
At this time, it was the peak of the crowd commotion, and the excited and excited faces were full of depraved emotions of negative enjoyment, like the devil in the darkness flashing with a particularly bewitching charm.
Yan Siming took a sip of the wine in the glass, and was not interested in the bright atmosphere in front of him at all. Jiang Yuluo didn't bother herself, she pulled him together, and took care of herself to have fun. Yan Siming watched her twist her waist vigorously, her well-developed breasts bouncing very well with her movements, her eyes darkened, she drank the wine in her glass, and walked in the direction where she was on the dance floor.
Jiang Zhuluo was jumping vigorously, when suddenly her buttocks were touched, and the familiar smell of smoke lingered on the tip of her nose. She looked up at the man, a seductive smile on her lips.
"What? Want me again? ”
Yan Siming vigorously pinched the softness in his hands, and his eyes were dark like a huge black hole. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his voice was full of magnetism: "Don't like it? ”
Jiang Yuluo smiled and threw herself into his arms, taking the initiative to send her red lips. The crowd didn't know who started first, and there was a commotion.
Bai Li sat in an inconspicuous corner, looking thoughtfully in the direction where she and Yan Siming were. There was a gentle tap on the shoulder, and Bai Li's brows furrowed as she looked at the person who patted her.
"Little girl, meet again." The man smiled playfully, completely unaffected by her aura.
Bai Li's expressionless little face moved, and he asked uncertainly, "Gusu... Anxious? ”
Gu Suyu smiled and sat down next to her, "Is my name hard to remember?" ”
Bai Li shook his head, "Wantonly say that you are not in the city." ”
Gu Suyu raised her eyebrows and smiled innocently: "I came back yesterday." ”
Bai Li took a sip of wine and suddenly asked, "Why are you back?" ”
Gu Suyu was stunned, looking at Jiang Yuluo's direction, but her mind drifted away: "I want to be sure of one thing." ”
"Important?"
"It's important!"
"What does it have to do with wantonness?"
Gu Suyu suddenly fell silent, he beckoned a waiter in the bar and ordered a cocktail with a high strength.
Bai Li looked at him puzzled: "Can't you say?" ”
Gu Suyu shook her head and smiled bitterly: "No, I don't know how to tell you." ”
Bai Li looked into his eyes and asked seriously, "Won't it hurt her?" ”
"I don't know," Gu Suyu's eyes had complicated emotions that Bai Li couldn't understand, "but I'll always be on her side." ”
Bai Li nodded and asked, "Use me to keep it secret?" ”
Gu Suyu smiled, "No, she's very smart, she can guess." ”
Bai Li pointed in the direction of Jiang Yuluo, and frowned: "They, together." ”
Gu Suyu glanced at it, and retracted her gaze uninterestedly: "She coped with it." ”
Bai Li retorted, "She's not a saint, and now she's in Japan." ”
Gu Suyu raised her eyebrows in surprise and asked curiously, "What is she doing in Japan?" ”
"The old man forced her to go." Bai Li took another sip of wine, and Gu Suyu noticed that she seemed to like cocktails very much.
Neither of them spoke, and Bai Li fell asleep in a daze, and when she woke up again, only the coat on her shoulder proved that the conversation she had just had was not a dream for hers.
The man is finally back.
On the other side, Tokyo.
Jiang was bored in the hotel, and suddenly there was a knock on the door. Jiang raised her eyebrows wantonly and ignored it, putting on her headphones and watching the horror movie that was showing on her computer seriously.
Early the next morning, a lot of Japanese police officers came to the hotel. According to the owner, ten young girls have disappeared in this hotel for a week. Jiang wantonly involuntarily remembered the knock on the door last night, and a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The Japanese police were interrogating the tenant with some questions, and when they looked up, they saw a Chinese girl, whose immature face was almost as smooth and smooth as water. She blinked her eyes wide, and her cute appearance won favor for the first time.
He walked up to Jiang Wanton and tentatively asked, "Hello, can you speak Japanese?" ”
Jiang smiled wantonly and nodded: "Hello, Mr. Policeman." ”
The Japanese policeman smiled happily and said to her, "It's not safe here, you should change to a hotel." ”
The boss secretly glared at him, presumably blaming him for affecting his business. Jiang wantonly raised his eyebrows and glanced at the boss, politely rejecting his kindness: "Thank you, Mr. Policeman, but I like the environment of this hotel very much." ”
The Japanese police were not reluctant, and smiled at her: "Okay, but you must be careful." ”
Jiang nodded wantonly and walked back to his room. The boss breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the girl from China was a daring, otherwise he would have lost a guest again.
The colleague of the Japanese police, who looked like a newly appointed young man, happily patted the Japanese policeman on the shoulder and said, "Captain, that girl is so cute!" ”
The Japanese policeman shrugged helplessly, "So what, she won't take a fancy to you." ”
The young man's eyes darkened, and a strange light flashed, a scene that the Japanese policemen who were serious about making notes did not notice.
The night came quietly.
Jiang was lying on the bed wantonly, holding the computer and playing happily, deliberately not wearing headphones, as if waiting for something.
The door was gently tapped, Jiang wantonly raised his head and hooked his lips, and asked in a voice similar to being disturbed while asleep, "Who is it?" ”
There was no response outside the door, and Jiang was not in a hurry, leaning lazily on the pillow and waiting. After a while, there was a knock on the door again.
Jiang wantonly got out of the quilt, put on the slippers he was carrying, and walked towards the door.
"Who is it?"
Still no one responded, Jiang raised his eyebrows wantonly, slammed the door open and took a step back. Outside the door stood the young policeman from the morning, who raised his hand in a strange posture and smiled at Jiang with a stiff expression.
"Lovely young lady, remember me?"
Jiang wantonly hooked his lips and smiled, and nodded: "I remember you, Mr. Policeman, it's so late, what's the matter?" ”
The young man stood at the door awkwardly, Jiang raised his eyebrows wantonly, and smiled: "Come in and talk about it." ”
The young man hurriedly walked into the room, and said naturally as he walked, "It's so late, it shouldn't have bothered you, right?" ”
Jiang shrugged his shoulders wantonly, "Maybe." ”
"You're so cute." The young man chuckled, relieving the awkward atmosphere just now.