Especially when this man speaks, there is no expression on his face, which is really difficult not to make people suspicious.

When ordinary people express their emotional language, their faces will show corresponding expressions, even if they are so subtle that they are difficult to see with the naked eye.

However, when this man appeared in front of her, except for the occasional flash of imperceptible look in his eyes, his face remained the same expression all the time, and it never changed.

"So, you seem to be quite researched...... "The man was very interested, turning his toes to face her, "and can you tell me what can be done to keep the human skin fresh so that it does not rot so quickly?" ”

"Hehehe............" Zhou Ran chuckled lightly, and shook his head at him very regretfully, "I'm sorry, I haven't found this method yet......

Just as the man's face changed, she continued, "But if you're really interested, maybe we can study it together?" ”

The man stared at her quietly for a few seconds before he spoke, "Okay...... Gladly so. ”

The deep meaning in his eyes made Zhou Ran roughly guess that after the end of this research, he would most likely become the first experimental object he used to practice knives and test his skills.

It turned out that she was not wrong, and since she said that sentence just now, the man had a murderous intention towards her.

Not only because her straightforwardness and arrogance are annoying, but also because she sees through the human skin and pretends to face a man, which is an extremely shameful and intolerable shame.

As he spoke, a small footstep that was too inattentive to listen carefully approached quietly. The two glanced at each other, and when their eyes met, they seemed to have reached some kind of consensus.

When a group of people in civilian clothes and different looks arrived at the roof, the two people who were originally standing on it were long gone, as if there had never been a person in this place.

When Serious led the two of them through the crowd, he searched the entire hall several times with a scrutinizing gaze, but he didn't see anyone acting suspiciously.

Just as he was about to rush back to his boss with someone, a man in a suit and carrying a leather suitcase bumped into his eyes, his eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to the person behind him with his backhand, and followed straight towards the man.

It was already dark, and the man in the car was leaning back on the seat with one hand on his forehead, his eyes closed, a half-lit cigarette between his thin lips, and the index finger of the other hand tapping rhythmically on the edge of the window.

"Dash...... Da ...... Da ......"

The same rhythmic footsteps sounded outside the car window, and Gu Cheng slowly opened his eyes and looked up.

The man in the top hat was wrapped in a retro tuxedo and walked forward with his back in the direction he was.

In today's society, a parody role play called cosplay is popular and is not uncommon in real life. So when such a strangely dressed person, as if he were a foreign aristocrat of the last century, appeared on the street, few people would be surprised and strange.

However, the man sitting in the car slowly stopped the movement of his fingertips, looked at the back of the black eyes slowly narrowed, and raised his hand to take the cigarette between his lips.

As if telepathically, the man walking leisurely stopped at the corner of the street, raised his head and glanced at the place where the man was, the white mask shining directly under the street lamp, reflecting an extremely strange and mysterious light.