Early morning, dusk, late night, the moon is like a hook;

Early morning, dusk, late night, first quarter moon;

Early morning, dusk, late night, the moon is growing,

In the early morning, the day was no longer so quiet, and the office of the owner of Lingmo Village was crowded with people early in the morning.

"What about the owner, we want to see the owner!" No matter how much the guards tried to persuade everyone, in the blink of an eye, their arrival put more pressure on Chen'er.

"My child, dead, Gu!"

"My sons and daughters are missing, please find out the owner!"

I don't know how many eager people came, and I don't know how long they have been arguing, Chen'er couldn't stand his wildness, slapped the table hard, and drank: "You Mou said that he would find out and find out the murderer!" ”

The table carved out of wood for decades was so hard that it broke apart, and everyone present quieted down, and Chen'er was also taken aback by his action.

Chen'er understands that his behavior has become more and more abnormal, is it because he still has his previous ambitions and does not adapt to the changes that have occurred due to this sudden growth, or is it because he has been fascinated by someone from the bottom of his heart?

Now is not the time to think about these issues, there are more and more mysterious deaths and disappearances in Lingmo Villa, and at least twenty people will be killed in one night.

In Chen'er's eyes, all the reliable people have gone, and only one woman has aroused Chen'er with her wisdom.

On this night, the moon was dark and the wind was high. That "Gu Refining Maniac" is going to act again, I don't know who will die at his hands this time, but I can't go door to door to find him, after all, I, after all, ah! Chen'er's head began to ache and began to faint again, knowing that a pair of slender hands were on his shoulders.

"Honey, what's wrong with you? Are you okay. Ina, asking with concern.

"I'm fine." Chen'er seemed to feel much better, so she held her hand and said affectionately: "You, you must not have a mistake, otherwise how can I live?"

"Alas, if this is true, then it is also satisfied."

"What a lovely sister." Chen'er leaned on Ina's body.

The night was long, and the smoke was boundless. In this silence, Yi Na sang the song she sang when she and Chen'er first met, and the song was still so sad and full of charm.

Such a woman, no matter how dirty she was born and how unbearable her past was, there will be men who love her. Women are like wine, but the taste is different. No matter how strong and mellow the taste of some wines is, it is possible that no man will want to taste them; And some wines, even if the color is not so attractive, and the fragrance has not yet wafted out, there will be men who will drink it happily, even if it is poisonous wine, with highly poisonous wine--- it is still irresistible to its beauty.

It is a kind of wine, a kind of liquor, that makes men want to stop her, no matter who they meet, they will fall into her affectionate eyes, and then fall into her love. At least that's what Chen'er thinks, and that's how she fell in love.

At this time, he was tasting this fine wine, and in the midst of such release and joy, it seemed that he would forget all his troubles, and the sorrows of yesterday would fade.

But in Yi Na's eyes, she doesn't feel so happy like Chen'er, maybe in her world, she is like a glass of wine, a cup can exude mellow fragrance, and can be filled with wisps of fragrance; It can be thick and irresistible, and it can be light and awe-inspiring. But the wine tasters are all the same, as long as they can drink the wine, who will care about other things? Even they don't care about their own lewd faces.

What if so many people died in your own villa? Why do I have to care so much when I taste good wine? I'm afraid that if Chen'er thinks like this, it will ruin the business. All kinds of people who are blocked in the office every day are not as good as a jar of wine?