The scar on the left corner of the eye should be an old wound from the old age.

Fang Bingqing had made some simple understandings of various scars.

The scar on the beard was by no means a scar, but a lot like a ...... Abrasions from bullets.

Finally, there is the strong perfume smell.

If perfume itself doesn't work to make people feel good, then there is only another possibility - to deliberately cover up something!

When I was in high school, the school forbade students from smoking.

Some disobedient boys run to the toilet and smoke cigarettes, chewing two pieces of gum in order to get rid of the smell of cigarettes.

The effect of this perfume on the beard is like this chewing gum.

So...... What exactly is it trying to cover up?

Fang Bingqing thought about it, and suddenly his mind shook, and he had a bold guess.

I took out my phone from my bag and glanced at the time, it was only eight past twenty o'clock.

At this moment, the guards are still patrolling relentlessly, and those people should not choose to act at this moment.

Fang Bingqing breathed a sigh of relief, and made up the 'excuses' he was going to talk about when he left his seat later.

...

The next few pieces have a slight difference in style.

There is a soothing sadness like the first one.

There are also lingering and sympathetic little love songs.

There is also hip-hop rock music.

It can be seen that Han Siwen is indeed a relatively comprehensive singer, and there are many styles that can be controlled.

Wen Ci didn't turn his head back again, nor did he say a word.

Occasionally, Leng Leyin took the opportunity to talk to him, but he simply squeezed out one or two words.

I couldn't see the expression of my face the whole time, only the back of my head was cold.

Not only that, but Wen Zi has not even changed his sitting posture in the slightest from beginning to end.

Such a cold aura made it difficult for the people around him to get close, which was really very different from the Wen words that Fang Bingqing had been exposed to two days ago.

Perhaps, this is what he always looks like in front of people.

It was getting closer and closer to nine o'clock, but Fang Bingqing still didn't find the slightest clue.

Looking at the police, there doesn't seem to be anything special about it.

I couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

If those people were allowed to run away this time, then she, Wang Qi, and Mr. An would really have no face.

Knowing that the bad guy wants to do bad things, he has nothing to do, do you say that he is aggrieved or not?

Although logically speaking, today's incident has little to do with the Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance, including Fang Bingqing.

But Fang Bingqing feels that how much responsibility a person should bear as much as he has the ability.

Now that she knows about this matter today, and she happened to be at the scene, she can't sit back and watch as if nothing happened.

From the current point of view, she can only choose to bet on the bearded man just now.

Trust your instincts, trust your own judgment, there must be something wrong with this man!

But how?

She had to pull out the rope of the beard and a few other grasshoppers.

Turning his head again, the bearded man seemed to be a little restless.

Looking around, half of the police patrol personnel are retreating, and it is supposed to reduce the police force or rotate the guard.

Opportunity, it seems, is coming!

"Miss Fang, please come with me, someone wants to see you."

I don't know when, a lady dressed in etiquette came next to her, leaning over, smiling and talking politely to Fang Bingqing.

Fang Bingqing withdrew his gaze in the direction of the bearded man.

Yu Guang glanced at the stage, and then realized that the singing had stopped, and the host was inviting investors to speak on stage.

It should be the middle of the concert.

Fang Bingqing raised his eyes and looked squarely at the lady in front of him.

"Who wants to see me?"

I can't help but wonder in my heart.

She doesn't know anyone here, who would go to such great lengths to meet her?