Chapter 153: It's Not an Accident!

There is no doubt that Hayakawa Xia Zhi attaches great importance to the value of Slat, a music master, and the two have not been walking on the road for more than ten minutes when a subordinate's phone call, as if to inform her that things have been arranged.

Hayakawa Xia Zhi hummed, and said in a faint and indifferent tone: "Let her wait for me over there." ”

When Xueji hung up the phone, Shirakawa Zehei asked, "Is there something?" ”

"Hmm. There were. ”

"So where are you going now?" Shirakawa Zeping asked more, he originally said to Miss Xia Zhi to invite her to drink, but now halfway to the other party, there is something suddenly happening, isn't this God deliberately letting him prostitute her for nothing?

It's good to buy something.,At least the favor of inviting you to dinner.,I didn't spend a penny when I came out to eat today.,I don't want to be called a little white-faced male protagonist.。

"Drink a drink." Little Tsundere Xue Ji raised her eyebrows, "Bai Chuan-san wants to regret it?" ”

"Of course not... Are you okay over there? ”

"What could be the problem?" Hayakawa asked rhetorically.

Shirakawa Zehei thought about it, and suddenly sighed: "I guessed that your family was very rich a long time ago, but when I looked at it today, your family seems to be a little richer than I guessed." ”

"Surprised?" Hayakawa Natsusol glanced at him lightly: "I thought you knew everything." ”

“… Ahem... Hayakawa-san laughed..."

Of course, he can know everything, but only if you have a high enough opinion rating.

It's just that Shirakawa Zehei naturally didn't have the courage to say this, he shook his head and said: "I knew that I wouldn't invite you to drink, it feels like humiliating yourself in front of a rich man." ”

Hayakawa Natsu pursed the corners of his mouth and chuckled, "It's really unexpected that Shirakawa-san" would say such a thing. ”

"Isn't that true?"

"Count, it doesn't count." Miss Xia Solstice walked forward on her own and stopped in front of the red light on the sidewalk, "Do you think you can live happily if you have money?" ”

“……”

If this is a little more sand sculpture of Miss Xia Zhi's character, I am afraid that the next sentence is: "No, you can't imagine the happiness of rich people." ”

However, fortunately, the character of the first learner Ji is not a sand sculpture, the green light is on, her hand is gently hooked behind her back, and she walks slowly, with a faint sense of alienation in her tone: "In fact, sometimes it's not a good thing to have more." ”

Shirakawa Zehei's heart moved, and he suddenly wanted to say something, but the corner of his eye suddenly caught a dazzling light.

He felt a palpitation in his heart inexplicably, as if he had a strange premonition, and a piercing electronic sound sounded on Hayakawa Xia Solstice at the same time.

It was the sound of the siren, and the surrounding bodyguard team spotted the warning. Hayakawa Summer Solstice was a little calm, and while raising his eyes to observe the situation around him, he quickly wanted to retreat.

An out-of-control truck roared towards him, with a gust of wind, and suddenly flew in front of Shirakawa Zehei and Hayakawa Summer Solstice, just a little bit closer to the death of the beautiful girl in front of him.

If the speed of the truck is a little faster, or the speed of the warning is slower by a second, Hayakawa Summer Solstice may become a wisp of death under the accident.

Luckily, she reacted.

Before Shirakawa Zehei could breathe a sigh of relief, the co-pilot of the out-of-control truck suddenly moved, and a black hole muzzle protruded from the crack in the window, aiming at the Hayakawa summer solstice that was close at hand as if it had been premeditated.

His pupils dilated suddenly, and he didn't even have time to shout out words. His body reacted by making his hand reach for Hayakawa's shoulder.

It's not an accident, it's murder!

A murder against Hayakawa on the summer solstice!

Hayakawa Xia Solstice also found the muzzle, but her face did not have the sadness of dying, but a kind of calm, regret and loneliness.

In this case, it seems to be a certain death.

She remembered her past, when she was young, she felt that no one of her peers could keep up with her thinking, so she was always a maverick person, and this idea did not change until she grew up, and she felt a little lonely and defeated.

People often say that she is proud and cold, but it is true, she has that proud capital, if you can't make her look at you as an equal, it is understandable that she is too lazy to leave her eyes on you.

When one stands at the top of a mountain, one finds it difficult to communicate with those who are standing on the side or at the bottom of the mountain.

Nothing in this world can stump her, the difference is only whether she is willing to do it or not. Of course, she is the object of boasting and admiration by her elders, and even her sister has begun to follow her example - but she doesn't like her sister like this.

Natsuori used to call her sister, but since when did she stop calling me that?

It's ironic to think about it, I have been smooth sailing for so many years since I was a child, and I am known as the genius of the Hayakawa family, representing the future of the Hayakawa family. As a result, she was killed by someone while executing the first business plan given to her by her family.

How many people will be sad, or how many will be able to hold back a smile at my funeral? How will they hold my funeral?

How long will I be after... Forgotten as if you had never experienced the world?

Thoughts flickered like a rewind, and there is a folk saying that before death, people will recall what they have experienced like a movie. It's like God wants to let you go through the world, but he won't even let you take the memories away.

Hayakawa's countdown to the death of the summer solstice came quickly, and the other party didn't seem to intend to let her recall the past at all, and the muzzle with a silencer did not come from a loud roar, but with a slight sound, a gorgeous blood flower bloomed in the air.

The figure rolled, the wheels sped, and the girl's consciousness fell into darkness with a buzz...

……

Natsuori Asano sat in a well-decorated concert hall and quietly awaited the arrival of the Hayakawa summer solstice.

Her expression was very unhappy, and she almost didn't write her anger on her face. To her, that hateful black-hearted woman was clearly entertaining herself.

Obviously your own piano level is so good, still want me to come? Are you looking down on me?

And what kind of Italian master, when he is full, he has nothing to do, and he runs all over the world, which is really an idle egg pain. It's okay if I'm idle, but I still have Miss Ben being arrested!

There should be a limit to treating me as a tool! When Shirakawa Zehei's little white face prostituted me, he was still a little ashamed!

She waited there for a long time, but she couldn't wait for the figure of Hayakawa Summer Solstice, but a secretary at home hurriedly came over and told her a shocking news.

"The eldest lady was assassinated, and now she is being sent to the hospital... Second Miss. ”

Natsuori Asano's little face was stunned for a while, and then his expression cooled down little by little. She slowly stood up from the piano, her face so pale that it was a little distressing.

"Take me there." She said, her eyes were so cold that there was no trace of warmth, like the momentum of the summer solstice in Hayakawa.