The wind was very strong in the night, and Xing Luoxi tilted his head, trying to pull away the hair that was blowing messily on his face, but when he reached halfway through his hand, he was grabbed by Fu Yancheng.

There was a faint sign of restraint between his brows, "Mr. Fu? ”

Fu Yancheng let go of his hand expressionlessly, "You have blood on your hands." ”

Blood?

She wasn't hurt, where did the blood come from?

Unable to believe it, he put his hands under the light.

Then, she was stupid.

Not to mention, there is still a lot of blood......

No wonder the police uncle misunderstood it when he saw it.

But she was not injured, and she did not let the thief see red, and the blood could only belong to the man who suddenly appeared.

recalled the man's understatement of a minor injury......

Xing Luoxi frowned slightly, this is also called a small injury?

"This blood is not mine." The torture raised his eyes.

Fu Yancheng: "I know, it's all done." ”

At first glance, he did think she was injured, but he quickly realized that it was not.

He saw her skills with his own eyes, and it was more than enough to deal with a small thief, and this blood could only be someone else's.

Fu Yancheng condensed his dark eyes thoughtfully.

But there was no wound on the thief's body......

So whose blood is it?

Xing Luoxi didn't care about explaining, he lowered his head and swept around with his mobile phone, picking up a delicate small box from the pile of stones, "Help me talk to the police uncle, I'll be back soon!" ”

Without waiting for him to agree, he ran away without looking back.

The corners of Fu Yancheng's mouth twitched.

What do you mean?

Using him as a microphone?

When he returned to the alley, he didn't find the man, the end of the path was empty, and the street lamp was still flickering on and off.

"Gone......" muttered to himself.

But didn't he say that things matter?

Just gone?

Still is...... He was so badly injured that he went to the hospital?

At the end of the alley, the girl stepped on the stones and looked around, then froze in place.

At the fork in the road, Fu Yancheng, who was following her, looked at her with an unpredictable expression, and for a while, her dark eyes narrowed, and she spoke warmly.

"Little girl, are you looking for someone?"

"Hmm...... But the man seems to be gone......"

As the two drifted apart, the girl's voice disappeared into the wind.

Meanwhile.

Diagonally opposite the alley, a very similar fork in the road.

Two figures slowly emerged from the darkness.

"She's still the same as when she was a child, she can't remember the ......" The man's deep and cold voice was filled with a faint smile, almost making the other man next to him shudder suddenly.

"You ......"

Before the words fell, a piercing cold light swept over, "Are you planning for her to meet me?" ”

The other's voice stopped abruptly.

The shadows on the ground trembled clearly......