With the repetition of reincarnation, Zhou Ping's photography skills are also becoming more and more perfect, and Keiko Matsushima is more and more impressed by the photos he takes.

From the beginning of the suspicion that Zhou Ping was a professional photographer, to the later belief that he was a genius photographer, and must have studied systematically, highly recommended him to participate in those international photography competitions.

Even in the last two reincarnations, Keiko Matsushima couldn't help but directly take a name for the photo and send it out.

At the same time, with the continuous restart, Zhou Ping also learned about all aspects of Keiko Matsushima's situation.

He can say without exaggeration: "Huizi, I know you better than you." ”

Although in the sixth cycle, Keiko Matsushima gave Zhou Ping a long kiss in addition to being excited, but that's all, Zhou Ping didn't take too much initiative, and if he wanted to catch it, Lao Tzu would too.

After a sumptuous dinner, he returned Keiko Matsushima to her hotel in Paris.

Now Zhou Ping is a little concerned about the opportunity for the timeline to continue to promote.

He even planned to let Keiko Matsushima choose a trip for the next day.

If he still can't advance the timeline, he'll have to see if he has to push the woman down in order to push the timeline......

Early in the morning, Zhou Ping woke up again from the embrace of Mona and Lucy.

Looking at the sleeping faces of the girls, Zhou Ping gently got out of bed and came to the living room.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through his head, and he stopped, as if thinking of something.

Last night, around 11 o'clock, Lucy, who was lying in bed, accidentally flipped through a news item on her phone.

What to say that a female photographer of National Geographic magazine was killed in the Yellowstone Grand Canyon and was not only killed, but also mutilated.

At that time, Zhou Ping didn't pay much attention to it, but now that he thought about it, he suddenly felt that the name mentioned was very familiar.

Isabella...... White!

That's right, it's Isabella White!

It was during the first cycle that Shuhei and Keiko Matsushima met on the way back to the beautiful woman with brown hair and blue eyes who could score eighty-five points just by looking at her upper body.

Such a beautiful girl was actually crushed! The point is that I have encountered it.

Zhou Ping felt as if he had captured something crucial.

He closed his eyes and slowly recalled every word Lucy had spoken.

On the evening of September 12, Isabella suddenly lost contact at the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone.

After a day of searching, her body was finally found at noon on 13 September.

The poor girl was brutally mutilated and dumped in the Yellowstone River.

For this reason, the police offered a reward of up to 200,000 US dollars, which is said to be likely to be committed by a serial murderer.

During this period of time, every time Shuhei would accompany Keiko Matsushima to Yellowstone National Park to take pictures.

A few times I left early and didn't meet her, but I met her twice.

Zhou Ping especially recalled that the latest was actually the fourth reincarnation.

When it was almost five o'clock, Shuhei drove Keiko Matsushima on the way home...... At that time, it seemed that a black Chevrolet Cruze happened to pass by him.

Although every time he met, Zhou Ping would stop and ask, but the other party refused every time.

Now that I think about it, the interval between the earliest and the latest inquiries is almost as long as half an hour.

That is, during this time, Isabella has not been able to solve the problem of the car breaking down.

In the course of three short conversations, Zhou Ping felt that this was a girl with a lot of personality.

Because there is also a Japanese mixed-race beauty by his side, Zhou Ping doesn't need to be too close.

But now Zhou Ping has every reason to believe that it is probably because of this small matter that he ignored that prevented the advancement of the timeline.

In that case, she must be rescued from hell today and the cruel perverted murderer must be caught.

Moreover, the news also said that this corpse shredding case is similar to the previous corpse shredding case in the old city, and it seems to be somehow related.

I let that damn clown get away last time, and this time I have to find him out! Besides, there is a reward of 200,000 US dollars, this money should be earned by ability!

While Zhou Ping was secretly thinking about today's plans on the sofa, Lucy and Mona also got up.

Seeing Zhou Ping lying on the sofa alone and meditating silently, the two of them did not bother in the past, exchanged glances quickly, and went to their own things.

It didn't take long for Mona's breakfast to be ready.

Zhou Ping, who was attracted by the familiar fragrance, also returned to reality from his thoughts.

"Hey, honey, it's breakfast!"

Hearing Mona's call, Lucy and Zhou Ping came to the table.

However, because Zhou Ping was thinking about Isabella, this time he didn't have the passion for morning exercises, and even the meat jokes that he usually occasionally talked about were gone, and there was less ambiguity at the table, but a little more warmth.

Under the guidance of Zhou Ping, September 12, the seventh cycle, was spent step by step like the first cycle, and it was more relaxed and freehand because it was familiar.

drove Mona to work, Lucy stayed at home, and Zhou Ping went to the company by himself.

After teasing Sarah, the supervisor, Zhou Ping entered the office of the boss Steve.

Soon, Zhou Ping seized the initiative to chat and took the initiative to take over the task of acting as Keiko Matsushima's tour guide.

Then, with the help of her understanding of Keiko Matsushima, she specially picked up topics that she was interested in to talk about, and directly suppressed this mixed-race beauty.

After buying the camera, Zhou Ping drove straight to the Grand Canyon.

With an almost masterful level of photography, after shocking Keiko Matsushima, she also left a large number of photos that recorded the perfect moment.

Keiko Matsushima agreed to pack the photos and send them for a photo contest, and the two began to set out on their way home.

The destination, of course, is the high-end Western restaurant with Kobe beef.

When he drove back with Keiko Matsushima, Zhou Ping deliberately pressed the time back.

Still like the third loop, I arrived near the area where Isabella's car broke down at five o'clock, and then found a corner and stopped far away.

He needed a little time, waiting for the killer to show up.

"That...... Zhou Jun, why don't you leave, is there any problem?" Keiko Matsushima, who was sitting in the co-pilot, asked with a little suspicion.

Picking up the camera and shaking it, Zhou Ping said with a smile: "Keiko, haven't you noticed that the scenery here is very good?"

As he spoke, Zhou Ping had already rolled down the window of the car and started to shoot at a cliff opposite.

Without doubting him, Keiko Matsushima looked in the direction of the camera.

In the light of the setting sun, the view on the opposite side does look good.

So she also took out her camera, ready to record the beautiful scenery in front of her.

Keiko Matsushima didn't notice at all, while her attention was focused on the beautiful scenery opposite, Zhou Ping was paying attention to the white Lexus parked on the side of the road in the distance.

With superhuman eyesight, Zhou Ping can vaguely see the beautiful National Geographic beauty photographer Isabella White.

A few minutes later, Zhou Ping really saw the black Chevrolet Cruze that was slowly coming.

Using the camera to close the distance, Zhou Ping also saw the driver inside.

I went, and it turned out to be someone I knew!

Thinking of the last corpse shredding case, Zhou Ping suddenly had a feeling of sudden realization.

That's right! The murderer is probably him!

Zhou Ping remembered that he seemed to be called George Donald.

Of course, in the absence of conclusive evidence, Zhou Ping will not act rashly, so as not to startle the snake.

If the timeline really can't be pushed forward because of this incident, then hard evidence must be obtained and brought to justice.

The black Chevrolet pulled to the side, and a bearded middle-aged man walked straight in the direction of Isabella.

"Keiko, I'm going to see if there's anything on the other side that needs help, that bearded man doesn't look like a good person!"

Keiko Matsushima was about to speak, but Zhou Ping interrupted her with a wave of his hand.

"You just stay here, everything has me, you can rest assured!"

Keiko Matsushima felt the firmness and confidence in Zhou Ping's words, so she nodded and said, "Well, okay, Zhou Jun!

Looking at the concerned gaze in Keiko Matsushima's eyes beside him, Zhou Ping was also secretly proud.

He knew that with his understanding of this mixed-race beauty, he always fell in love with her, and he also wanted to get away with it, so that she fell into a deep position unconsciously.

Maybe if you continue to work hard tomorrow, maybe you can let her take the initiative to give her a hug.

I looked at the time, and it was five and eight o'clock.

Zhou Ping looked at the middle-aged bearded fat man standing next to Isabella White from a distance opposite, and a sneer was hooked at the corner of his mouth.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhou Ping would never have imagined that it would be this guy anyway.

It was the bearded host he had participated in the Big Stomach King contest in the first place.

In this short time, Isabella was no longer in the car.

She was standing outside the car, talking to Donald.

Squeak!

Donald frowned slightly at the sound of brakes on the road, and then regained his composure.

Turning his head, he saw a tall, handsome young Asian man getting out of the Escalade that had stopped on the side of the road.

Donald felt a sense of déjà vu in the young man in front of him.

I obviously saw it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

At this moment, Isabella's eyes were also deeply attracted by Zhou Ping.

Because of her work, she has met a lot of people.

But she could swear she had never met a man like the Asian young man in front of her.

Handsome, sunny and confident.

"Hey, beautiful young lady, my name is Zhou Ping, I'm from Huaxia, you can call me Zhou, your car broke down, do you need help?"

Without waiting for Isabella to speak, Zhou Ping took the initiative to say to her.

For the help of strangers, Isabella originally wanted to refuse.

However, she had already contacted the car after-sales person before, but she waited for almost an hour, and the other party had not yet come.

Probably because he was too devout in his prayer to God just now, two kind people suddenly came to me who wanted to help.

However, everything is on a first-come, first-served basis.

Deep down, Isabella would love Zhou Ping's help.

However, this equally enthusiastic good man next to him.

It's always bad for her to refuse someone's kindness just because a handsome guy came.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou, this kind gentleman and I are worried about this matter, it would be great if you could help!"

As she spoke, Isabella gestured to Donald beside her.

Zhou Ping can be regarded as having dealt with Isabella many times, although he doesn't know her well, but he can still grasp her character a little.

After Zhou Ping asked what was wrong with Isabella's car, he glanced at the bearded host Donald with some meaning.

"Okay, I'll take a look first!"

As he spoke, Zhou Ping observed in front of the car.

And at this time, Donald was standing behind the two of them.

No one noticed that a sinister and vicious light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

After a while, Zhou Ping found the reason with his keen insight.

It turned out that there was an oil leak from the high-pressure oil circuit.

This is a minor issue.

It's just that I didn't expect this beauty next to me to die because of this problem......

"Found it, it's a high-pressure oil leak, a small problem! Miss White, do you have this part in your car? Just replace it." Zhou Ping asked Isabella sideways.

was called Miss White by Zhou Ping, and Isabella was obviously stunned.

Does this handsome Asian guy know himself?

However, it quickly became clear that he must have betrayed himself by wearing the badge he was wearing.

What a handsome, kind, and perceptive guy!

"Thank you so much, Mr. Zhou, you are so good, you can actually call me Isabella!" Isabella was very happy and praised again and again.

Zhou Ping said modestly: "You're welcome, Isabella, it's just a small problem." If it's other big problems, then I'm powerless. By the way, you have this part in the car, right?"

Isabella shook her head awkwardly, "Ahhh But there are some parts in the car, so I'll take you over to find them. ”

With that, Isabella took Zhou Ping to the back of the car.

And just when Zhou Ping and George Donald passed by, they suddenly smelled a familiar smell.

That's right, that's the taste!

It was exactly the same as the clown at the time, although it was hidden under a faint smell of blood.

At this moment, Zhou Ping was sure that the guy in front of him was the murderer!

At that time, Zhou Ping suspected that the clown was the murderer of the girl on the news.

But in a blink of an eye, he ran away.

I originally wanted to wait for the time to restart and then catch it, but I didn't expect the time to advance.

During this period, it also brought him countless troubles, and even the police came to his door.

Zhou Ping suddenly stopped, squinted at George Donald, and said slowly: "Mr. Donald, the day before the Big Stomach King competition, girl, broken corpse, clown." ”

When Isabella heard Zhou Ping's brainless words, she turned her head and asked, "Watt?"

Donald suddenly heard Zhou Ping say these words without any source, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

His hand in his trouser pocket tightened subconsciously, then calmed down.

Donald looked carefully at Zhou Ping in front of him, with a fake smile on his face.

"Oh God, I remember you, you are the champion of the Big Stomach King, Mr. Zhou, it's a pleasure to meet you here. ”

How could this subtle movement and eyes escape Zhou Ping's eyes.

He had already made up his mind at this moment.

That's right, it's this grandson!

This pervert kills people and dismemberes corpses, not only is it so cruel, but it also makes Lao Tzu almost implicated.

Zhou Ping walked in front of Isabella quietly, looked at Donald with burning eyes, and sneered: "Yes, in our ancient Chinese saying, this is called a meeting of thousands of miles, my Mr. Clown." ”

Zhou Ping said as he picked up his mobile phone and dialed the phone number of the beautiful policeman Hua Jenny.

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I can't say another word...... Book friends, come to the starting point to see the genuine version! At one o'clock in the morning, after writing this chapter, looking at hundreds of subscriptions, I was cold from head to toe late at night, hoping that my efforts and perseverance could be exchanged for everyone's recognition and support!