Outside the window, there is still an unbridled scorching sun, and the whole world is golden. Conservative estimates suggest that the temperature will not fall below 40 degrees today.

But Nie Ming didn't feel the heat of the weather—he had been in the air-conditioned room for two days, and he hadn't left the house for half a step since the two policemen left.

He admits that he is deliberately escaping - but this is also something that cannot be helped, this bizarre incident is simply at a loss - what can be done but escape?

Nie Ming got up from his chair and moved his body - perhaps, he should go out for a walk and relax, otherwise he would be suffocated to death.

Nie Ming changed into a white sports shirt, combed his hair, and then said to his mother in the kitchen and walked out of the house.

It was now past three o'clock in the afternoon, and the strong sunlight almost made it impossible to open people's eyes, Nie Ming narrowed his eyes and walked towards the street.

Just a few steps out, a boy who handed out leaflets came over, he took one from the stack of advertising leaflets in his arms and handed it to Nie Ming, and said politely: "Sir, please take a look." Then he ran away.

Nie Ming looked at the advertising leaflet, which read:

"Bolton Restaurant celebrates its fifth anniversary: all customers who come to our restaurant from August 13 to 18 can enjoy a free steak and a glass of red wine."

Nie Ming raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, today is the 16th. He pouted and smiled wryly - he didn't know where to go anyway, so he might as well go and taste the steak. Nie Ming looked at the advertising list again, this Western restaurant is located in the middle of Xicheng East Road.

Nie Ming hailed a taxi and told the driver the destination.

Ten minutes later, he arrived at the "Bolton Western Restaurant", an upscale venue with a European layout. With Nie Ming's income level, he couldn't be a regular visitor here, he had only been here once or twice before, with his friends.

After entering the door, Nie Ming felt a little surprised—it was not as lively as he had imagined, but a little deserted. Only a few couples sat by the window drinking cold drinks.

A young male waiter greeted Nie Ming with a smile and led him to a clean seat.

"Sir, alone?" The waiter asked.

"Yes."

"What do you want?" The male waiter handed Nie Ming a delicate menu with a leather cover.

Nie Ming flipped through the menu, and then said to the waiter who was preparing to take notes, "I'll try the steak you offer here for free, and give me another cup of coffee, thank you." ”

The waiter was about to write in the notebook when he suddenly stopped writing and asked, "I'm sorry, sir, you just said 'free steak'?" Well...... Maybe I misheard? ”

Nie Ming raised his head and asked, "What, aren't you guys celebrating the fifth anniversary here?" Steak and red wine are complimentary. That's what your flyer says. ”

The waiter smiled and shook his head: "Sir, you must have made a mistake, we don't have activities here." Maybe you're talking about another western restaurant. ”

"What?" Nie Ming felt embarrassed, "Did I make a mistake? However, it was clearly written on the billsheet......" He subconsciously touched the pocket of his jacket, only to find that the billboard had already been thrown into the trash by him.

"Then, sir, you still have ...... The ones you just ordered? ”

Just as Nie Ming didn't know how to answer, a young woman walked past him, and she said to the waiter, "I'm sorry, my friend probably made a mistake, please give us two cups of coffee." ”

"Okay." The waiter nodded and left.

The woman in a white professional uniform turned around at this time, and a fierce gaze shot at Nie Ming. Nie Ming looked at this strange woman in surprise, at a loss. But he had to admit that this was a woman with an otherworldly face, with a tall posture and a solemn temperament that was not angry and self-assured.

Nie Ming suddenly felt that this kind of temperament was a person he was familiar with, and he understood the identity of this woman in an instant.

Before Nie Ming could speak, the woman was already sitting in the seat opposite him, then stared into Nie Ming's eyes and said, "Are you Nie Ming?" I guess you can guess who I am. ”

"You're the daughter of lawyer Song Tae-ran, right?" Nie Ming said calmly.

She nodded, "You're a smart guy." This can make a lot of things easier. ”

Nie Ming didn't understand what she meant by this, and he asked, "What should I call you?" ”

"Song Jingci. He is currently working at the National Academy of Social Sciences, majoring in psychology. ”

"So, Miss Song Jingci, it is obvious that our meeting today is not a coincidence."

"Mr. Nie, I have to tell you - your whereabouts have been closely monitored by me for the past few days since the thirteenth of August. You stayed at home for two days and didn't go out until this afternoon, when you just left home and received that leaflet that I had made up. Of course, I also arranged for that boy to wait for you to go out there. ”

Nie Ming shook his head and said, "I don't understand, why do you go to such great lengths to meet with me, in fact, I wouldn't mind if you call me directly and ask me to come here." ”

Song Jingci held her chin with her hand and stared into Nie Ming's eyes: "You really don't know why I asked you to meet here?" Or rather, you really don't know what this place is? ”

Nie Ming was stunned for a moment: "What?" This western restaurant...... Isn't it special? ”

Song Jingci lowered her head and was silent for a few seconds, then raised her head and said, "Four days ago, my father fell to his death next to this Western restaurant. ”

Nie Ming opened his mouth wide in surprise: "So, this place is ......"

"My father's house is upstairs from this restaurant."