Shi Mo stood in place, he could no longer hold an umbrella for Huo Xiujie, he was a member of the Dark Left, and he had to keep his distance from people he knew in the past at all times.

Rolls-Royce disappeared into the rain curtain, Shi Mo rolled up his sleeves, saw the dark left wing tattoo on his right arm, clenched his fists, turned around and disappeared into the rain.

Huo Xiujie, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, took off his coat, his brows tightened, and he threw his coat aside.

He originally thought that he could find out Ye Shuran's whereabouts from Shi Mo, but his expectations were disappointed.

The pouring rain was frantically lapping on the front glass of the car, and although the headlights were on, it was a little difficult to see the road ahead.

Huo Xiujie originally planned to visit Huo Siyu in the First Hospital of the Imperial Capital.

But the rain was so heavy that the driver drove the car to the city center.

He cried with a sad face, because he saw Xiu Ye Tie in the back seat with a blue face from the rearview mirror, he was really afraid of Xiu Jie's character of killing when he said kill, and directly shot him in the head.

Suddenly, Huo Xiujie's mobile phone rang.

"Master Xiu, someone saw someone who looked like Ye Yunran appearing in the night bar."

Huo Xiujie threw away his mobile phone and said to the driver with a gloomy face: "Know how to go!" ”

The driver nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and waved the steering wheel.

————

【Night Bar】

Ye Qingyan and Di Wei poured Carlsberg beer into their throats one by one.

She just had to wait until something was drunk before telling him.

But how to speak?

It must not be directly said that be careful of the director of the secret service, the director may be an inner ghost of the dark left.

She now has no evidence at hand.

And telling Dewey like this will inevitably arouse his vigilance and suspicion, which may backfire.

It's better to let him help Li Shaoze steal "Spring Palace Map"!

As long as he is a man, Ye Qingyan doesn't believe that he won't read the content of the book.

If you find evidence from the book that the director of the secret service is a ghost, it is not just right.

However, how do you open this mouth with Dewey and lead the topic?

It's a really difficult thing to do.

Ye Qingyan's eyes rolled and he let go.

Holding a bottle of wine, she moved closer to Dewey and raised her hand to punch him in the chest.

Then he said to him with a hippie smile: "Brother Di, tell me honestly, have you ever slept with a woman?" ”

"Poof—"

Devie squirted out a sip of wine.

Ye Qingyan propped up one arm on the card table, looking at Di Wei with a ruffian look, "Are you all men, there is nothing you dare not say." ”

"I ......" Maybe because of the strength of the wine, Dewey's face turned red.

Ye Qingyan smiled evilly, "Brother Di, you won't be able to deal with it." ”

Devie's lips pouted in embarrassment and nodded.

"Poof—"

Ye Qingyan laughed, but didn't spray wine, "You're not, so which girl are you for?" ”

Devey picked up a bottle of wine and took a sip, in order to hide his own embarrassment,

"There are no girls yet, I'm a single dog. What about Brother Ye? Di Wei hurriedly transferred to Ye Qingyan and raised his eyebrows at her.

Di Wei, who is usually sunny, is really a bit ruffian when he makes this bad action of raising his eyebrows.

"I'm ......" Ye Qingyan "snapped" with his thumb to pick open the lid of a bottle of beer, and the wine lid fell vertically on the card table, and kept rotating, this is Ye Qingyan's unique skill.

"Smack!"

Ye Qingyan raised his hand and slapped the rotating wine lid on the table, raised his head and smiled evilly at Di Wei,

"Of course I slept, and that girl was so hot that she liked to be on top of me."

"Poof—" Devie squirted out another sip of wine.