Regarding the matter of his goddaughter, Lu Qingyang was not really cornered, he had the idea of talking to Yang Luxia's brother. Yang Xuying is a special doctor who has been focusing on treating the problem of fox spirits, and maybe he can help. In any case, it's worth his try.

Distracted by his next plan, Lu Qingyang subconsciously plugged in the car key and turned the ignition. The engine roared intermittently, as if in protest. So he turned the key again, and the rhythmic ticking that followed gave him a terrible premonition.

The T~N~T explosives on the chassis of the car are generally an open circuit state, and when the driver twists the car key to start the car, the open circuit of the explosive device becomes a path. So that the bomb can be activated at this time. That's why car bombs only explode after the driver gets into the car and starts them. Now, for example, there was a huge explosion.

Rumble!

Before his body was completely engulfed by the scorching white flames, the last thought that lingered in Lu Qingyang's mind was about his goddaughter, whom he had never met but never met again.

After returning to the apartment, Yan Xiaojing stood under the shower head for 30 minutes, let the hot water pour down her face, and used up most of the bottles of shower gel. In the end, even the cheap wallpaper in the bathroom could not resist the steam washing, and there were signs of melting and peeling off. She dried herself off, put on her bathrobe, and tried not to look at herself in the mirror—her lips must be swollen by now.

Because the air conditioner had broken down a few weeks ago, the cramped bedroom was as stuffy as the bathroom. Yan Xiaojing set her eyes on the two windows and the sliding door, which led to the withered and barren backyard, and suddenly felt the urge to open the doors and windows to breathe. In the end, she chose to check the doors and windows and lock them one by one.

Although her nerves were still highly tense, her bodily functions quickly recovered, and her appetite surged with a vengeance as if she were annoyed by missing dinner. She walked into the three-dimensional kitchen, and even the fried chicken that had been left over from four days ago made her appetite work. However, after opening the wrapping plastic wrap, a sour smell of socks wafted in. She had to dump the chicken in the trash, and her hunger level now made her unable to wait to order takeout.

After Yan Xiaojing rummaged through, she found a few packets of Tom Yum Gong soup instant noodles. She immediately tore it open and soaked a pack, and then, standing in place, holding the pot holder, she ate all the noodles and bubbles in the instant noodle pot. However, she realized that this little food was not enough for the bottom, so she ate a second packet of instant noodles.

She thinks the feeling of filling herself with something spicy and hot can be said to be wonderful. She couldn't change her appearance, but she was willing to bet that the bastards who sneaked up on women at least knew how to find victims whose curves would arouse their sinful desires.

Now that she was full, she couldn't eat anymore, and she couldn't find anything to do for a while. As soon as I stopped like this, the memory of that fear instantly hit my heart. Yan Xiaojing closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide, but she couldn't shout, she shook her hair desperately, trying to expel that villain's face from her mind.

It's a terrible feeling, like when you wake up and you're still going through the nightmares you had before, and she can still feel the other hand, no, those disgusting trotters kneading her body heavily. The stench seemed to be still in her nostrils and memory, unable to be dispelled.

She remembered what she had learned in a women's self-defense class. The best thing to do now is that she should go directly to the police station to report the attack and file a report of the attack.

However, she had no strength to do anything else, and there was no reason for that. She just didn't feel like she wanted to move at all, she just didn't want to leave the apartment, at least not until tomorrow morning. She gave up with little struggle, although she could still remember everything in the self-defense class.

Yan Xiaojing sat down on her knees on the sofa bed, her legs pressed against her body. Her stomach was still slowly digesting the instant noodles and tom yum soup she had just made. With a burst of stomach upside, layers of coldness appeared on the skin.

A soft cat meow came from a corner of the room, and Yan Xiaojing raised her head in a voice.

"Hi, Little Seven," she snuggled her finger at the kitten listlessly. Not long ago, she burst into the room, and threw her clothes all over the floor, which must have frightened the little wretch.

"Meow!" The little black cat paced over slowly, jumped gracefully on her legs, and looked at her worriedly with wide onyx-colored eyes.

"I'm sorry to scare you." She muttered to herself, making room for it.

Xiao Qi is a black British shorthair cat, at this time, Xiao Qi's head is against Yan Xiaojing's shoulder, and he snorts softly in his throat. Yan Xiaojing caressed Xiao Qi's soft and bright fur, feeling the fullness brought by its weight and body temperature. A man and a cat sat there, as if they had forgotten the passage of time.

Suddenly!

The hurried phone ringing suddenly broke the silence, startling Yan Xiaojing. She picked up the phone receiver and continued to tease Xiao Qi with her other hand. After many years of getting along, she has become very skilled in soothing kittens while answering the phone.

"Who?" She pondered. It's past midnight, and the scammers who make scam calls won't call at this time. Then in addition to work calls, there are only perverted harassing calls.

"Yo, Cinderella, hurry up and put on your glass dancing shoes. A car exploded outside Magnum's Bar, killing people in the car. ”

Hearing Song Wen Tana's voice, Yan Xiaojing almost closed her eyes and cried. Sonvin Thana is a police detective in the city, and in a sense one of her friends.

In fact, if you think about it, all the people in police uniforms in Pattaya are her friends, because she has been in the police station for a long time, and she has long been in harmony with the people inside. But Sonvin Tana was one of the few cops with whom she had the best relationship.

"Hey, are you still listening?"

Tell him, tell him what's going on, tell him. Yan Xiaojing was shouting loudly about something in her heart.

But shyness and fear after memories choked her throat.

"I'm listening, Songwenthana." She brushed the black hair from her forehead, cleared her throat, and said, "I may not be able to survive this night." ”

"Oh, okay. You don't usually miss this kind of insider news, do you? Song Wentana on the other side of the phone smiled lightly, "Oh, but you can understand it, because that 'grumpy' took over the case." ”

"Temper tantrum" refers to homicide detective Wen Chai . Charunwang, most people call him "Charunwang", or simply "sir".

"I really ...... that night Can't come. ”

"Who are you with?" There was curiosity in Songwentana's voice, he himself was married, and the husband and wife were very harmonious. But Yan Xiaojing knew that the entire police station was speculating about her love life. A beauty like her has no man in her life? There must be something hidden. The private life of a single beauty can always arouse the desire of men and women to snoop.