"Boss, is that kid here?"

The atmosphere inside the carriage was dreary, but it was even colder than the weather outside.

Known as the boss, it was a flat-headed stubble man wearing a padded jacket.

The appearance is mediocre, but the occasional evil breath between the eyebrows silently declares that this is a ruthless child.

The other three looked at the plain-faced man with respect and jealousy in their eyes.

Scorpion, the wanted murderer, the bounty reached a million.

The same person who is the focus of Interpol has committed countless crimes in various countries.

If he was sitting outside the breakfast shop in the early morning, eating soy milk fritters, no one would notice the scorpion at a glance.

Mass face, no special temperament.

But the three people in the carriage all knew the danger of scorpions.

If he is targeted, it will be difficult to escape.

The scorpion snorted, lit a cigarette with gloves on, and opened the window to spit out a choking puff of smoke.

This time, the scorpion risked his life to return to China, and he took on a mission.

The mission was successful, and the money in hand was tens of millions.

With a high price of tens of millions, it is worth the risk of scorpions. The most important thing is that he has confidence in his own ability.

The carriage was quiet again, but the killing intent flowed in the silent cold night.

"Let's go."

The scorpion finished the cigarette and popped the cigarette butt out with a sound like sandpaper rubbing.

……

"Fish tofu, kissing sausage, fish balls and shrimp balls, beef rolls, shiitake mushrooms, fungus, oyster mushrooms, potatoes, lettuce, ......"

Lin Qingchi and Zhou Qian sat in the warm hot pot restaurant, looking at the menu sent by the waiter, and the former said as if announcing the name of the dish.

I don't know if it's a good mood for tonight's harvest, Lin Qingchi's appetite is great.

"Let's eat mandarin duck pot." Zhou Qian took the pen and ticked it off.

"I've got a treat tonight, so you can go and get some dipping sauce for me on errands." After Lin Qingchi finished ordering, he said with a smile: "I want sesame juice, hot sauce and crushed peanuts, and nothing else." ”

"Okay, my big boss." After Zhou Qian handed over the menu to the waiter, she got up and went to get the dipping sauce.

Lin Qingchi noticed that in the hot pot restaurant, there was a little boy who was being pulled by the clerk to ask something.

The small face, with the innocent and confused in the round eyes, made Lin Qingchi feel like a lost child.

The boy is carved in pink and looks very cute.

His eyes rolled around, staring at the fragrant hot pot around him and swallowing his saliva.

The little boy pouted occasionally, his fleshy face bulged, and Lin Qingchi wanted to reach out and pinch it twice.

"What's going on?" When the waiter brought the free fruit, Lin Qingchi asked curiously.

"Oh, he, I don't know what's going on."

The waiter was a young woman, she looked in the direction that Lin Qingchi was pointing, and when she saw that it was the little boy, she couldn't help but smile and said, "He walked into our hot pot restaurant by himself less than half an hour ago." I thought he was brought to dinner by his parents, so I took him to find a place to sit down first. As a result, no one came for a long time, so we went to ask him, and he said that the parents had to order food first in the back, and they would not eat the overlord meal. ”

"It's the middle of the night." Lin Qingchi glanced at the clock on the hot pot restaurant and said strangely: "How can parents rest assured that such a young child will be left in the hot pot restaurant and will not come for almost half an hour?" ”

"That's it." The waiter said, "So you're not asking?" Listening to the accent of this child's speech, it shouldn't be a native of our Qingzhao City. Our clerk is asking for his parents' information and home address, and if it doesn't work, we'll call the police. ”

"That's right." Lin Qingchi was stunned: "Let him come over first, it looks like he should be hungry." ”

"Not good." The waiter was a little embarrassed, after all, children are generally quite troublesome.

Lin Qingchi is a guest, if that kid's brain frees up something to affect the guest, it will not be good.

"It's okay, don't worry." Lin Qingchi understood what the waiter was worried about.

At this time, Zhou Qian came back with a dipping saucer and put it down.

Seeing what Lin Qingchi was talking to the waiter, he asked about the situation.

The waiter couldn't help it, so he walked over and said a few words to the clerk who was in charge of taking care of the children, and brought the little boy over.

The little boy stood next to the hot pot table, blinked his eyes, and then consciously walked next to Lin Qingchi.

"Sister, you're so beautiful." The little boy has a sweet mouth.

"Really?" Lin Qingchi smiled, pinched the little boy's cheek, and said, "You are also very cute." ”

Zhou Qian also liked this child very much, and went to get a dipping saucer for the child, which was not spicy and more suitable for children.

"Really, really." The little boy said thank you to Zhou Qian, continued to stare at Lin Qingchi's face and said, "Sister, you are more beautiful than all the female stars I have ever seen." ”

"Yo, people are big ghosts, have you ever seen a female star?" Zhou Qian was amused.

"Of course, there are female celebrities who want to be my father's wife, but I didn't agree." The little boy spoke like a little adult.

It's just matched with the cute little face of the little boy, how weird and funny it is.

"Who's your daddy?" Lin Qingchi's heart moved, this is a good opportunity to ask the little boy's father: "There are still female stars who want to be your father's wife?" ”

Lin Qingchi and Zhou Qian didn't care about the little boy's words, the female star wanted to be a man's wife with children?

Is it rich? Handsome?

Even if it's both, that's not logical.

Female stars in the entertainment industry, what kind of rich and handsome guys have never been seen, basically there is no shortage of money.

"My dad said that he couldn't let anyone know his name, and if he did, I would be in danger." The little boy shook his head and said, "But my sister is very beautiful, I can let you be my father's wife, and I can also tell you my father's name, his name is Murong Zhao." ”

"Murong Zhao?"

Lin Qingchi and Zhou Qian glanced at each other, and they had no impression of this name at all.

"Then do you know the mobile phone number of your father Murong Zhao?" Zhou Qian continued to ask.

"I don't know." The little boy shook his head in embarrassment.

In the past, his father asked him to write down the contact information, but his left ear listened to the right ear.

There were people following him when he went out, and the little boy didn't think it was necessary.

Who knew that this time he was playful and naughty, and when the little boy came back to his senses, he had lost his direction.

The people who followed him didn't know where they had gone.

"And what's your name?" Lin Qingchi picked up a piece of sliced fruit and handed it to the little boy.

At this time, the door of the hot pot restaurant was pushed open.

Four men carried the cold air outside, strode through the door and walked in.