"Huh?" The man's low and hoarse voice was close to the young man's ear, and at some point, the young man had been pressed to the grass by the man, "Why don't you speak?" ”

"Should I say anything?" QAQ: Why is everyone so?

The boy pressed against the man's chest and looked confused, and the man snorted, lowered his head and gnawed at the boy's lips like a wolf.

When his lips were picked up, Yu Xiaobai finally became angry, fluttering for fear of hitting the man's dog head, "Whoa!" What are you biting Lao Tzu for! Did you have a rabies attack? Hiss-"

Looking at the young man's tears because of the pain, Lance couldn't help but feel distressed, let go of the young man's lips, and gently patted the other party's back, "Good, next time you have to be obedient, don't recruit anyone to your side." "Especially the kind of person who doesn't have a strong view of right and wrong at first glance.

“(。 _。 ......" The bulging teenager was as quiet as a chicken in an instant. Why are they bullying me? Say you love me? Bully me and intimidate me at every turn! Break up! Parted!

Of course, this can only be thought of in the heart. So a certain thing blinked his eyes and looked at the man innocently.

Lance sighed softly, raised his hand and touched the young man's red and swollen lips, and pulled the person up from the ground, "Let's go, let's go eat." ”

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The school gate was full of people as in the morning, but this time, the spectators who originally watched the excitement and even disdain were envious and unbelievable.

Because—this is the eighth prince of England, Lance Moore! Unexpectedly, I came to Kyoto University, and I am a lover with the only son of the Qi family!

Under the envious gaze of the crowd, Yu Xiaobai was forcibly stuffed into the newly bought sports car by the man.

The sports car kicked away in the dust, leaving behind a group of students staring at the school gate with dusty faces.

Looking down from the third floor of the Kyoto University Student Union, you can see everything happening at the school gate.

Looking at the silver sports car that disappeared at the end of the street, Lan Xiao put down the binoculars, turned back to the leather chair sitting in front of the desk, and said coldly, "Is this eighth prince a dying person?" It doesn't look like it, but why does he have a dead breath on him? There's nothing wrong with that. ”

"Leave this young master of the Qi family alone." Leng Hanche put down the pen in his hand and pushed the newspaper pressed on the table forward, "Let's take a look first, the person who was killed at ten o'clock this morning is not a person from our school, and his identity is not simple." ”

"What?" Lan Xiao raised his eyebrows suspiciously, stepped forward and picked up the newspaper, "Shangguan Shuiyue? The daughter of the Shangguan family? ”

The more I looked at him, the tighter his brow furrowed.

Today, just over an hour ago, the daughter of the Shangguan family was found tragically dead under the viaduct, with a tragic death and traces of being violated, and a plane ticket to the United States was found next to the deceased.

After reading the report, Lan Xiao knocked on the table, thought for a while and said, "The modus operandi is the same, it seems that it is the serial murder case again, do you want to go to the scene to see?" ”

"Let's go again in the evening, there's no rush now." As he spoke, Leng Hanche got up from the leather chair, walked to the window, and looked down, "The top priority is to find that kid from Chao Jingfeng for me, and don't let him provoke Qi Qixiao." I always felt that there was something wrong with that Lance Moore, and it wasn't something we could afford to mess with. If it really doesn't work, find a way to get Chaojingfeng abroad. ”

"Toru, you and I both know about Jingfeng, he doesn't ......"

"I can't help but listen to him this time!" Leng Hanche turned around and snorted coldly, "Unless he wants to kill us with his stupidity!" ”

Seeing that the good brother was so out of shape for the first time, Lan Xiao was stunned with fright, a bad premonition rose to his heart, and he moved his lips and asked, "Che, did you find something?" ”

"It's not a discovery, it's just a guess." His expression was a little solemn, and it was obvious that this guess might be the truth, "Have you heard of some legends of gods and demons in Britain?" ”

"That nation divides good and evil into two kinds, angels and demons, angels are one of the gods, and angels who fall are called seraphims. Of course, this legend is too unrealistic, but the legend of the Seraphic Angel is not unreal......"