The Jin family held the wine bottle, his face was a little ugly, and in the face of so many pairs of eyes in Paramount as if he was watching a show, this face was already lost, but it was not going now, and it was not a ......

Seeing that the situation was deadlocked, Cai Bingrong on the sofa stood up.

The Jin family tightened his eyebrows, blaming himself for his bad luck, he actually met Cai Bingrong's people this time, and what he didn't expect was that Cai Bingrong would actually compare with him for a woman like Zhao Yiran, it seems that he underestimated Zhao Yiran's status in Paramount.

"Forget it, Jin Shao," probably because he drank too much wine, Cai Bingrong's laughter was a little hoarse, "I'll invite your father to tea another day." ”

The tone sounded like Cai Bingrong and the Jin family had some dealings, and looking at the guns held by the two people, they should also be Cai Bingrong's goods.

It is precisely because of Cai Bingrong's words that the matter is successfully concluded.

Knowing this, Hua Ting couldn't help but roll her eyes at the ceiling, so they didn't have to bother so much, and they had been fighting with this young master Jin for so long, it was a waste of effort and time.

The Jin family left in a huff.

Hua Ting was sleepy, covering her mouth and yawning.

"Mr. Cai, thank you." Zhao Yiran on the side smiled gently and generously, and his eyes fell on Hua Ting's face, "Thank you too, this ......" There was a little playful look in his eyes, "Little girl." ”

"Scared?!" Hua Ting felt a little embarrassed, "You can see it!" ”

Cai Bingrong laughed out loud: "The posture of the daughter of the Bai family holding the gun is really different from others. ”

Zhao Yiran's face was stunned.

His gaze couldn't help but stay on Hua Ting's face for a while.

Hua Ting, who returned to the depths of the alley, retrieved the clothes he had hidden in the garbage heap, then hid behind a small board car to change his clothes, stuffed the gun back into his purse, shook off the garbage smell all over his body, and awkwardly stepped on the wedge lace shoes and got into Cai Bingrong's khaki car.

It's already two o'clock in the middle of the night, and the corners of Hua Ting's eyes and eyebrows are full of sleepiness.

Passing by a fairly lively supper stall, she just glanced at it casually, and unexpectedly caught Zhao Yiran, who was smiling at a bowl of freshly served wonton noodles under the street lamp against the wall, had already changed into a plain outfit, and was talking intimately with the inspector sitting next to him next to him......

Even if she is dressed in plain clothes, Zhao Yiran in the crowd is still the most beautiful, her kind of beauty, like the clouds in the mist of morning dawn, looming and particularly moving.

Judging by the way the two sit and talk, it is obviously not the first date.

The inspector skillfully added three spoonfuls of vinegar to Zhao Yiran's wonton noodles, poured some chili peppers, and poured nothing to his own bowl, just eating it with clear soup.

No wonder he withdrew so quickly just now, it turned out that he had a secret appointment with a beautiful woman.

Cai Bingrong in the front seat looked away lightly and instructed the driver to speed up the code.

A thought suddenly popped into Hua Ting's mind, if the inspector was her grandfather, then wouldn't Zhao Yiran be her grandmother?

As expected, the White Mansion was still brightly lit at 3 o'clock in the morning.

Bai Qihong is not there, only Mrs. Bai is sitting on the sofa in the hall on the first floor, the appearance of deep frowns is rare, in the past, she always had a gentle appearance with a light smile on her lips, and at this moment she heard the movement of her baby daughter was not as excited and nervous as usual, just scolded a few words of blame, obviously not on Hua Ting.

Presumably at this point, Bai Qihong's warehouse, oh no, is opium, and it is estimated that the batch of opium has been burned to slag. Hua Ting was in a good mood, shook the small leather bag in his hand, and prepared to go upstairs to take a hot bath and go to bed, but seeing Mrs. Bai on the sofa with a dejected look, thinking about the care and pocket money that Mrs. Bai gave the most in the Bai family on weekdays, even if her "father" was in trouble with the Japanese, it had nothing to do with Mrs. Bai after all. After all, Hua Ting has been in the Bai family for so long, she still has a certain understanding of Mrs. Bai's personality, Mrs. Bai is the kind of typical Shanghai good wife, and has been doing the duty of a little Shanghai woman in the Bai family for many years, she doesn't ask anything about Bai Qihong's official affairs, and she never talks much, so Hua Ting will not involve her hatred for Bai Qihong on Mrs. Bai no matter what.

Madame Bai on the sofa endured her sleepiness and took a sip of coffee on the table.

"What's wrong?" Hua Ting retracted the foot that had just stepped on the steps, and walked towards Madame Bai instead.

Still not used to adding "Mom" before sentences.

Mrs. Bai has a simple temperament, and her joy, anger and sorrow are all on her face, and at this moment she is holding the corners of her forehead, and her eyes are darkening little by little.

"Why don't you sleep yet?" Even if Bai Qihong's warehouse was burned, she wouldn't need to be so sad, right?

Madame Bai rubbed her forehead, looking extremely tired.

"I've never seen your dad lose his temper like this......"

This is the question that Madame White is concerned about.

"Why are you throwing your temper?" Flower listened and asked knowingly.

"......I don't know," Madame Bai shook her head, her voice weak, "It seems that there is a problem with the warehouse over there in the sixteenth shop." ”

"Oh, no, I've lost a batch of goods." Although that shipment is quite a lot.

Hua Ting suddenly realized that she had slipped her mouth, but fortunately, Mrs. Bai was secretly sad and had no time to pay attention to her words.

"I guess he won't come back until dawn, so you'd better go back to your room and sleep first." Hua Ting was really sleepy and was about to go upstairs.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple," in order to refresh herself, Madame Bai poured out the half-cold cup of coffee in her hand, got up and walked towards the kitchen, "Otherwise, your father wouldn't have made such a big fire." ”

"Not that simple? What else is going on? ”

Mrs. Bai took the pot of water again, and leaned slightly against the refrigerator while boiling water, looking like she needed sleep more than Hua Ting, but she still remembered Bai Qihong in her heart, "Doctor Chang just came to your father today and hurried to the warehouse, he is ......" sighed before he finished speaking.

"Doctor Chang? White ...... What's wrong with Dad? I almost called him Bai Qihong in front of Mrs. Bai.

"It was said that the Japanese official who was having dinner with your father at the Juxintang teahouse was shot dead."

"Shooting?" Hua Ting's face condensed slightly, "In Juxintang?" ”

"Hmm."

"One shot?"

"I don't know."

According to the location of the box where Bai Qihong is located, if it is a one-shot kill, then there are three best shooting points nearby, one is the opposite corridor 50 meters away from the box, and there are two corners on the left and right of the corridor, as long as you stand in these three directions, you can clearly see the situation in the box and the location of the two Japanese officials.

However, if the murderer used a sniper rifle, it would be different, a very ordinary sniper rifle could have a maximum range of eight thousand meters, but the box flowers of Juxintang knew that the doors and windows of each room were facing the inner corridor of Juxintang, and the other side was a thick cement wall, so the possibility of the murderer being in a certain building opposite the teahouse was ruled out, then, there was only indoors.

Which hero dared to shoot Japanese officials in Bai Qihong's territory?