Country F.

Late at night, 16th century castle.

Inside the manor, black-clad bodyguards patrol back and forth.

A small room in the east tower, dimly lit.

A pair of dark eyes stared at the screen of dozens of monitors, like a small beast hunting.

The wide coat was over "him", and he looked even thinner.

A white face is too delicate for a man. Less than 170 tall, it's too petite for a man.

But her eyes were sharp and focused, and no detail could escape those dark eyes.

"You've been staring all night, rest for a while." Colleague Big A puts a cup of coffee in her hand. "Dozens of screens can blind people's eyes. You sleep for a while, and I'll call you in two hours. ”

"No, I'm not sleepy."

The sound is low.

The beast's pupils were still locked to the screen. "Group 123 on patrol?"

"Hmm. Which big man do you say is protecting to dispatch our entire FTK investigation team? We're all top agents, is it appropriate to be bodyguards? ”

Ling Yi didn't answer. Fingers flick across the keyboard, bringing up the corner and zooming in on the picture.

Big A is used to it. Once the little guy enters work mode, the people next to him are all air.

When Ling Yi first came to report a year ago, he still looked down on her, can a skinny and small sissy solve the case? Are you kidding. But it turns out that Ling Yi can not only solve cases, but also hold guns, there is a huge amount of energy hidden in her thin little body, she works harder than anyone else, and now she has become the core figure in the group, and many unsolved cases are solved by her.

"Bang-" A huge spark suddenly exploded in the surveillance screen.

There was a shock in the monitoring room.

"There's an explosion in the West Building, and we need support." Xiao A's eager voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Coming soon."

The fire in the West Building was blazing.

Ling Yi and Big A hurriedly rushed to the west building to support.

Halfway through the run......

No, that Mr. Huo lives in the North Building, and this is a sound that wants to lure them away.

Mr. Huo is in danger!

Ling Yi stopped abruptly, turned around and ran back.

Inside the North Building.

"What's going on?" The maids were frightened.

"Where's Mr. Huo?"

"Third party room on the second floor."

"There's a bomb, evacuate quickly—" Ling Yi shouted.

"Run!" Everyone fled for their lives.

Ling Yi rushed up to the second floor and kicked the door open.

A tall figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the man had just finished bathing, and only tied a bath towel around his waist.

The moonlight shone on him, the sharp chest muscles, eight-pack abs, and the young lines exuded a sexy light, like the god Apollo in the moonlight, the god of the Creator.

He turned his head in the midst of a firelight, a handsome and cold face, with a very beautiful jaw line, arrogant and noble.

The gaze is cold.

"Mr. Huo, be careful—" Ling Yi pounced on him and jumped from the balcony.

The moment they leaped, a huge fireball exploded behind them.

"Boom—" The whole night was illuminated.

The fire burned all night.

……

Monitoring room.

The female doctor carefully removed the shards of glass from her arm.

Ling Yi's gray face made his two eyes brighter and brighter like stars. He snorted, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. But when the doctor asked her if it hurt, she shook her head and moved her pale lips, "It's okay." ”

"Ling Yi, this time fortunately, you reacted quickly and saved Mr. Huo, otherwise it would have been over."

"It's so tightly guarded that it's hard for a fly to fly in. How did he manage to put a bomb right under our noses? Big A was puzzled.

"Are you alright?" A cold and capable man walked in briskly.

He was about thirty years old, and his face was serious. Dressed in a black suit with Bluetooth headphones hanging from his ears, he kept in touch with the team members outside.

Slender legs, big steps. He is 1.88 meters tall and has cold facial features, giving people a taciturn and unapproachable feeling, but he is very handsome, cool and cold, and very manly.

"Captain!"

"Team Words." Ling was together. "I'm fine, how is Mr. Huo?"

"It's just a skin injury, it's not a big deal." Yan Chen had a pair of extremely cold eyes, looking at Ling Yi. "Do you know who you just saved?"