If you really want to make a fuss about the atmosphere, Ronan seems to be in danger of dying in vain. As it stands, the other three are not on the same channel at all. If it is further subdivided, Wang Mo and Huang Xiangdong are preoccupied and have no intention of playing; And the "Uncle Ma" of the horse building who was immersed in drinking and eating vegetables, the ridicule on his lips was about to overflow.

Ronan didn't sit down at all, and stretched out his hands to the pair of dog men and women in front of him, making a helpless and innocent expression: Isn't the two of them too low?

The words were not directly spoken, but the meaning was already clear.

The mind was recognized, Mo Ya could still be casual, Haijing was a little thin-skinned, and coughed lightly: "Actually, with Nanzi's current age, there is really nothing to make a fuss about knowing a few female friends, but Aunt Luo shouldn't care about ......"

"Yes, at his age, an agent already has all the 'three fans', and after this incident, Aunt Luo really won't care too much."

Ma Lou coldly spit out this sentence instantly made the private room of the restaurant silent. In terms of stimulation, the effect is far stronger than Mo Yahaijing's efforts, and even Wang Mo and Huang Xiangdong, who have been emotionally free, are sideways.

In the circle, the three powders have specific meanings, including powder, grass powder and powder absorption. Powder refers to plastic surgery, grass powder refers to having a relationship with fans, not to mention attracting fans. This situation is not uncommon in underground circles, and it is also a circle atmosphere that Luo Shuqing has always been extremely disgusted with.

In underground circles, it's not news that anyone is involved in these three items. However, if Ma Lou's revelations are true, Haijing, who has always shown a more decent image, has rich "experience" to this extent, which still surprises Ronan a little.

So, the relationship between Haijing and Mo Ya failed to go further, is there this kind of past influence? Maybe the family is also resistant...... Of course, from his own standpoint, if Hae-kyung really had such a prodigal past, Ronan would probably not agree.

Back to reality, Ma Lou's skin-picking remarks are really too shame-giving. The smile on Haijing's face was frozen, Mo Ya was expressionless, Wang Mo and Huang Xiangdong looked left and right, and finally lowered their heads, wanting to continue to pretend not to hear.

But what is the point of such self-deception?

There was a bang, Haijing didn't say a word, got up and left his seat, pulled the door and went out. The cool breeze blowing in from outside somewhat made the air in the house move somewhat.

"Uncle Ma, are you crazy?"

In the band, Huang Xiangdong was the youngest and the most breathless, and when he saw that his agent was angry and ran away, he couldn't help but slap the table with both hands, and then hugged his head and made an incredible gesture: "It's time to go on stage in five hours, what can't you say after that." ”

Ma Lou smiled: "So before coming to power, a certain agent was the king of heaven, and he couldn't touch it?" ”

"People didn't mess with you!"

"When he provoked me, you still blew your nose with the corner of your clothes."

"You're a personal vendetta......

"Then how do you know that a certain agent is a public heart when he signs us?"

Huang Xiangdong was so frightened that his face turned red, and he almost got up and smashed the table and beat people, but Wang Mo next to him saw that the situation was not good, and hugged him desperately: "Say less than two words, say two words less." ”

However, people are like this, the more they are pulled, the bigger their temper becomes. Huang Xiangdong struggled twice and didn't break away, and also turned on the crazy mode, pointing at Ma Lou's nose and roaring: "Just you saint, aren't you?" From the day you signed the contract, you have been yin and yang, isn't it because you signed a commercial company and damaged your qualifications? Uncle Ma, Master Ma, you want to be the king of the mountain in the circle, there is a kind of you said earlier, there is a kind of you throw a pen, there is a kind of you fly alone......"

"Bang!" Mo Ya slapped the table.

It was rare for her to be angry like this, and there was silence in the room, followed by another bang, and the half-hidden outer door was pushed open, and the waiter pushed in the food delivery cart, which was full of beer, at least ten pieces up.

Wang Mo was dumbfounded: "Who wanted it, did you send it wrong?" ”

"I want it."

Haijing, who had a cold face, walked back again: "The rehearsal will start at four o'clock in the afternoon, and it will be your turn, about five or six o'clock." According to the schedule, we must go back to prepare before half past three, and we can discuss it before that. ”

He threw a small iron box on the table: "Hangover medicine, prepared for the seeds." ”

Ma Lou sneered: "What about you acting in a movie?" ”

Haijing looked at it coldly: "Red deer." ”

"You red deer!"

"Whoever is on the red deer theory will know. Which bastard brought me to the top three powders back then, someone knows in their hearts; Now who is weak in their hearts and cares about their reputation, everyone counts! What's the matter, there is a kind of saying that there is a kind of doing, but there is no kind of recognition? ”

Ma Lou stood up "Teng", and there was a momentum of fighting.

Haijing didn't lift his eyelids, opened the bottle directly, and smashed it on the table: "That's what I said, except for Mo Ya and Ronan in this room, one is counted as one, and they are all bad seeds!" There are biao, there are pretending, there are waves......"

As soon as he said that, he smashed a bottle of wine on the table, and the foam spilled out, and there was surprisingly no one in the room to refute it.

Only Mo Ya laughed "heh", took the initiative to reach out and ask Haijing for wine: "Playing in a band together, no one is better than whoever goes, and I am not a good thing." ”

Haijing looked at her deeply, and really handed over a bottle of wine, as for Ronan, he completely ignored it: "It doesn't matter what rotten seeds are bad, it's okay to hate yourself before hating others." If you forget this, wash your intestines with wine...... If you can't do it, what kind of rock and roll are you playing! ”

Ronan still hasn't figured out their grievances with each other, but he also knows that it is impossible to untie the knot with a single drink. Fortunately, they are adults, and it is enough to know what they want to do and what to do...... The reality is that a group of people are shouting and fighting, and then two of them are really drunk and drunk!

Huang Xiangdong and Ma Lou were drunk losers, they were forced to put hangover pills, and Mo Ya and the other three held them and moved forward step by step.

A bunch of drunks still perform at night, even if they have a small reputation, but in this case, if they are caught by media reporters, they will make jokes. For this reason, after the banquet, Ronan, who was the only one who did not get involved in alcohol, took over the reconnaissance and guidance task and led the group of drunks through the relatively secluded underground passage.

This kind of task Ronan is easy and enjoyable, and he has planned an optimal path to Tonghui Building in his sensing area, which is more powerful than any electronic map.

At this point, he still has the leisure to pay attention to the tracking of aberration infection, and of course he has not forgotten the issue of the distribution of the ladder below the Awakened.

Peony corresponded with him again, explaining the current progress: "The four suspected targets are all college students who came to participate in the parade, and they are all women. Their symptoms are relatively similar, and there is no obvious difference. Let's just consider them to be infected, and from the past data, this proves that the subdivision of the infection stage they are in is also roughly in the same range. Then we can make another hypothesis that their infection time and the source of infection they are exposed to should also have a certain approximation. ”

"Sounds eyebrow-raising?"

"There is no pattern to the distribution of their schools. There are both eastern and western urban areas, as well as home addresses. Two Xia Cheng were born and raised, and two came to study abroad. This is not consistent with the Xicheng District, Hewu District, and Linqiang District that we focused on exploring before. In terms of geographical orientation, that is, our early focus areas, no reasonable clues have been found. ”

"That's right." Hearing the news, Ronan was also a little skeptical: Did he make a mistake in his judgment? After all, the stepped distribution was a topic he had just begun to study. It's normal for something to go wrong.

At this time, Peony looked very confident: "The four targets are all under close monitoring, and at the same time, they are already digging deep into their social relationships." Geographical factors are meaningless, so let's study social factors again - in a sociological sense, they are both women, similar in age, and good-looking, and this similarity is a clue in itself. Overall, we still believe in your professional competence, Mr. Partner. ”

"Thank you for your trust." Ronan replied with a smile, remembering something again, "By the way, in addition to these four targets, there is also a suspected target that has been moving around the town square, since you have enough people now, you can monitor that person as well." ”

The "moving target" target never left Ronan's sensing range, and Ronan described its image while observing it from afar: "This is also a woman, about sixteen or seventeen years old, and she should not be a college student. I've been going to the mall with my friends before, oh, now it's out, and I've joined a team......"

"Parade?"

"It's not a parade, I saw a cheering sign, it should be a fan of a celebrity, who knows about the evening performance, and came to the square to cheer, these fans have always been super organized." After spending the morning with the BHD group, Ronan has become more expert in this regard.

Peony's focus is different from his: "Or women? What does it look like? ”

"Well, it's pretty good, above the level."

"Tsk, you're such a stalker, why are you so sensitive to women? Anyway, I'm also a beauty, do you want to meet? ”

“…… As I said, it's just that there are more eyes. ”

"Well, Mr. Partner is what he says, and I won't debunk the essence of your otaku."

"Huh!"

When the two ended the call, Ronan shook his head, always feeling that Peony was giving him a "psychological profile" and other means. The more you get in touch, the clearer his true image will become.

With Peony's wisdom, can he really keep his identity a secret?

I don't know why His Majesty the Martial Emperor would do this, such a situation is really embarrassing......

With a breath of turbidity, Ronan's attention turned back to the back, where Moya's gang was still staggering. At this rate, if you can return to Tonghui Mansion before half past three, you will have to rely on God's blessing.

"Huh? Who is that man? ”

Ronan saw that someone happened to come out of the downward passage on one side, and the time node was stuck very well, and it happened to be directly in front of Mo Ya and his party.

The man's gaze cut over a group of drunks, and finally stopped on Mo Ya's face. Although he blocked the way, he didn't seem to have the intention of getting out of the way, but took the initiative to speak:

"Moya?"

This person should be familiar with Mo Ya and the others. It can be seen that after Mo Ya was stunned, she responded happily, without any strangeness.

The middle-aged man has sparse hair, but he looks very healthy, his body is lean and powerful, there is no fat on his face, and his smile pulls his muscles and flesh, forming a long ravine, which is not ugly, but has a cold meaning, although his smile itself is quite gentle.

"Is it a soldier?"

Ronan subconsciously scanned it with a psychic induction, corresponding to a sketch of his life, and then he saw ......

It's empty.