Xie Xiaojia looked at Meng Yao and smiled: "Okay, everything I want to say is finished, so I won't bother you." ”

After speaking, Xie Xiaojia nodded at her and got up to leave.

Meng Yao sat there silently.

At this moment, she suddenly found that a thought appeared in her heart that made her a little scared.

She's a little,

Hope Xie Xiaojia,

Die.

When Meng Yao realized this, her body suddenly trembled involuntarily.

No, it's not her.

……

Xie Xiaojia was much more relaxed.

Since the period of suspension, she has gradually sobered up, reflected on herself, and looked back at what she had done to Meng Yao at that time, which was so naïve, stupid, vicious and ridiculous.

That time, the director learned the right lesson, and the things she did were ashamed of the police uniform on her body.

Since she likes He Zheng, she should strive for it honestly and openly, no matter whether she succeeds or not, she will not be ashamed.

At this moment, she only felt relieved, as if the heavy shackles that had been put on her body and heart had been removed.

After walking for a while, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

"Wait."

Someone called.

Xie Xiaojia turned around and looked at Meng Yao who ran over: "What's wrong?" ”

Meng Yao stopped, stared at her, and said word by word: "I remind you, your Yin Hall is black, I am afraid that there will be a disaster of blood and light, you must be careful recently, especially beware of dark places such as underground parking lots." ”

Xie Xiaojia's Danfeng eyes showed a hint of doubt.

"What do you mean?"

Meng Yao couldn't explain, so she could only stomp her feet: "Alas, you just have to remember it anyway." ”

"Okay, I remember, let's go first." Xie Xiaojia smiled.

However, her tone was very flat, and Meng Yao could see that Xie Xiaojia did not take her words to heart.

After Xie Xiaojia finished speaking, he walked forward.

Meng Yao stared at her back for a while, until Xie Xiaojia walked away, and finally shook her head.

Forget it, I've done my best.

Leave it to fate.

Meng Yao turned around and walked towards the café a hundred meters away.

Just walked a few dozen meters, at this time, a figure came to meet him.

It was a man, not too tall, with a somewhat faded shirt and trousers, a pair of low-grade travel shoes on his feet, a large denim hiking bag on his back, and a dark gray peaked cap on his head.

The brim of his hat was pressed low, his face hidden in the shadows, and he was walking quickly in the direction opposite Meng Yao.

The moment he saw this figure, Meng Yao suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen.

That's ...... It is the murderer who killed Xie Xiaojia in his dream!

From the top of the head to the toes, it was as if it had been poured with cold water, cold to the bones, and soaked into the bone marrow.

The man in the cap didn't pay attention to Meng Yao, quickly passed by her, and walked forward quickly.

Meng Yao turned around mechanically and stiffly, staring at the other party's back as it gradually moved away.

She swallowed, her heart pounding out of her mouth, and there was only one thought in her mind.

What should she do?

What should she do?!

What should she do!!

"Leave it alone...... Leave it alone...... Anyway, it has nothing to do with me......" Meng Yao closed his eyes, his whole body trembled, clenched his fists and muttered to himself, as if he was constantly admonishing himself, "That's a guy who kills people without blinking, it's too dangerous, don't be nosy......"

In the voice of self-muttering, a picture suddenly appeared in her mind.