Su Mu's decadent expression was shocked.

"What do you say? Where is it? ”

Xia Tingting's voice became deeper and lower: "Faceless man, he, he's here, on Happiness Street." ”

When Xia Tingting said this, Su Mu saw Luo Qiao just walking out of the gate of Xin'an Building.

"Okay, don't be afraid, I'll come right over."

Since the faceless man is on Happiness Street, it is not a threat to Luo Qiao, and Xin'an Building is not close to Happiness Street, and it takes at least twenty minutes for the car to drive at full power.

didn't have time to explain to Luo Qiao, so he kicked the accelerator and jumped out of the car and shouted at Luo Qiao outside the car window.

"You take a taxi home."

On the other end of the phone, there was the sleepy-eyed voice of the young police officer of the criminal police.

"Team Sue?"

"Where are you?"

"Xia Tingting's downstairs, what's wrong?"

"Where's Xia Tingting?"

"The lights are still on in her house, so she should be at home!"

"What do you mean by being at home, you don't know if she's out? What are you doing? ”

"She's out? Where is it? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Happiness Street, she said that the faceless man appeared, you are close to there, hurry up and take a look."

Don't blame the fat tiger, he has been following Xia Tingting for almost a month, day and night, the last time he saw the fat tiger, Su Mu thought that this baby was a wild man who came out of the primeval forest. When the tiger still has a nap, it is already more than 11 o'clock in the evening, this guy must think that Xia Tingting is staying at home.

………………

At the door of Xin'an Building, Luo Qiao watched in a daze as the rear of Su Mu's car smoked in front of his eyes, and disappeared in an instant.

Well, I'm afraid it's an emergency again.

It is impossible to take a taxi, and the last subway is still in time, and the subway is safer than taking a taxi.

Coincidentally, Sun Chi also happened to appear behind him at this time.

"Rojo? Officer Su didn't come to pick you up today? ”

Sun Chi's voice is good, and his smile is also good.

"Well, he's got something to do today."

"Do you want me to send you?"

This sentence was obviously a polite word, Luo Qiao didn't hear it, she looked at Liu Zhenzhen beside Sun Chi and shook her head.

"No, I'll take the subway faster."

A man and a woman left Luo Qiao with their backs, and Liu Zhenzhen's whole person almost stuck to Sun Chi's body, saying that she was Sun Chi's cousin? How do you look like a couple?

I haven't taken the subway for a long time, damn, that pair of wild mandarin ducks is really fighting a protracted war, and this last subway seems to be their family hotel.

Hey, that inspired Rojo.

Isn't it a fashionable motel abroad? The metro hostel is also a good idea.

I can't get along in the future, and it's not bad to be the owner of a subway hotel.

At this time, the pair of wild mandarin ducks hugged each other and kissed their mouths, completely unaffected by the outside world.

Two stops later, Cuiling Cemetery arrived, and Zhou Yu's appearance was not surprising at all.

A best-selling author, he took the last subway of course, not because he was poor and couldn't afford a car, but because he came to experience life and find inspiration for his novels.

Unfortunately, he actually played a not-so-good role in his novel.

On this night, Zhou Yu was still dressed casually.

Exaggerated big hook T-shirt, big hook pants, a pair of sneakers of a certain brand that is particularly popular nowadays.

Although Luo Qiao is very interested in Zhou Yu arranging an unpopular character in his novel.

But this night, Luo Qiao still inexplicably admired Zhou Yu, a handsome male writer.

Even wearing this outfit feels very trendy, and it is precisely because of his status as a best-selling author that Rojo believes that his outfit is genuine, not from a copycat version.

After Zhou Yu came up, when he saw Luo Qiao there, he grinned and walked straight to the opposite side of Luo Qiao and sat down.

"It's really not easy to meet you, Officer Su didn't come to pick you up today?"

Regarding the question of the character, Luo Qiao didn't plan to ask it before, but since he encountered it, he couldn't help but ask.

She replied, "I watched your "The End of the Metro." ”

"Oh? Comment on it. ”

"Of course I have an opinion."

"That's an honor. But take it easy, my mental capacity is limited, and when I have a heart attack when I turn around, you have to be responsible for me. ”

"Am I responsible for you? I haven't settled accounts with you yet, even if you portray my character as a male in the novel, it's still a stunted yellow hair, you ...... You are too lacking in virtue. ”

Zhou Yu sat lazily on the chair and looked at Luo Qiao with a smile, which made Luo Qiao's heart furious.

"Are you sure you've read my novel?"

"Of course, I'm a loyal reader of a fiction website, and I'm currently a diamond-level reader."

"As a rigorous writer, readers like you don't want to."

"Hmph, rigorous author? Without readers, authors like you deserve nothing more than sitting at home licking the keyboard. ”

"I'm pretty sure you're one of the many keyboard warriors. No wonder two days ago, a reader named Mao Dan frequently talked nonsense in the book review area, and it turned out that the reader named Mao Dan was you. ”

"What about me, a person who can't even tell the difference between male and female, and an author who is blind to YY with a strange brain, what kind of work can he write? I seriously doubt that your reputation as a great writer is made by swiping orders. ”

"Girl, Grandpa Mao taught us that without investigation, there is no right to speak. I'd venture to conclude that you've only read half a chapter of my novel, picked up half of it, and ran, and then made up your mind for my whole novel. ”

"So what, the content of half a chapter is enough to see the level of your author, it's really nothing more than that."

When he said this, Luo Qiao felt that he was a little against his will, and aside from his own factors, from an objective point of view, Zhou Yu's writing and storyline were still quite attractive.

Zhou Yu was not annoyed by Luo Qiao's words, and there was some contempt in his speech.

"The benevolent see the benevolent, the wise see the wise, whatever you want. But I should be honored that you are the first living keyboard warrior I have ever met, and it turns out that the keyboard warrior is this style. ”

He shrugged his shoulders, pulled out his phone, put on his headphones and started playing the game.

Luo Qiao nested in his heart that the fire was nowhere to be sprinkled, and he instantly felt that the air conditioner on the subway was not cold enough.

No wonder people say novelists are crazy.

It took a lot of effort to suppress that fire.

Yes, scheming with a madman is a loss of grace.

The metro runs fast and the distance of 6 stations does not take a lot of time.

Even after 6 stops, the big writer on the opposite side couldn't survive a game, and from his annoyed expression, Luo Qiao could see it.

This is a novelist who plays very well in the gaming world.

Ha, the mood suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Out of the subway station, even the subway guy with astigmatism was a lot more pleasing to the eye.

At the gate of the Lotus Community, Zhou Yu, who had been walking behind silently, called Luo Qiao.

"That, big night, I'll send you back!"