was so troubled by him, even if the only reason left in my heart told me that Mu Zihan's sudden behavior was very abnormal, and it did not conform to his usual style, there must be some kind of deep meaning, and it may even be intentional to show the professional killer. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, my self-esteem doesn't allow me to accept all this, even acting.

Hmph, there is no master here, only a place to stay. I lifted the suitcase directly, and I didn't bother to look at the money that Mu Zihan used to humiliate me and scattered all over the place, so I left the detective agency where I had lived for more than half a year.

Walking on the crowded streets with my suitcase in my hand, in addition to anger, I also felt an indescribable grievance.

Why did things turn out like this? I'm just kidding, is he so angry? Besides, isn't it time for me to cooperate with him in luring out that professional killer? Why did you suddenly turn your face and want to drive me away at this time?

I pondered these questions over and over again, and even when I walked through an intersection, I forgot to look at the vehicle and was almost hit by a speeding car.

"Bastard, you don't have long eyes when you walk? If you want to jump off the building and hang yourself, don't go to the road to harm others. "The owner of the car angrily stuck his head out of the window and yelled at me after braking suddenly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Seeing the gaze of the people around me concentrating on me, I quickly apologized, and then ran out with my suitcase in tow, blending into the crowd in the distance, so as to avoid the eyes with various meanings.

Slowly, the sky finally darkened completely, and the neon lights on the roadside, the traffic on the road, and the crowds of people on the road weaved a gorgeous cityscape.

Looking at the noisy street scene in front of me, it was so lively, but I felt like I was in an ice cellar, and I couldn't get the slightest interest in everything around me.

Mu Zihan has already been so decisive to me, what else do I have to be nostalgic for? I didn't look for a hotel to stay in for a long time, and what was I expecting when I wandered aimlessly on the street? Could it be that he would suddenly find me in the crowd and apologize to me for what had just happened?

Oh, it's ridiculous to think about, how can I have such thoughts like a resentful woman who has been kicked out of the house? Hey, forget it, forget it, no matter what, I'd better find a place to live first, I can't sleep on the streets like this.

So, I found a random hotel on the street and opened a room. After entering the house, he threw his suitcase to the ground in annoyance, and the last bit of strength in his body seemed to be taken away at once, and he fell directly on the bed.

Obviously, I don't want to think about anything now, but the scenes that happened in the office just now keep coming to my mind, like a movie replaying in a loop, coming to my mind over and over again. Even, every word and word of Mu Zihan kept ringing in his ears.

What should I do next? Are you looking for another job? Or do you simply go back to your hometown and find another way out? I think I haven't been home for more than half a year, so I just took this opportunity to go home to spend time with my parents. That's not bad either. But if I'm gone, what will happen here? The case of the "Butterfly" organization has just come to an eyebrow, and this homicide case still involves such a powerful professional killer? …… My mind is chaotic and full of contradictions.

At this moment, my mobile phone suddenly rang, which was particularly harsh in this silent room.

"Hello? Who is it? I asked directly and weakly.

"Siyuan, is that you?" Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, it turned out to be Fang Ling calling. Unfortunately, what would have excited me for a while was nothing that could lift my spirits.

"It's Xiaoling, what's the matter?" I said weakly.

"I heard that you and Mu Zihan fell out? What's going on? Fang Ling asked, her tone full of anxiety.

"What's going on? He and I had a relationship with my father, and now he's fired me, and that's it. I replied with a wry smile.

"Why do you still feel like you're lightweight? You really don't care? Fang Ling said.

Although, from her words, I could tell that she might be a little angry because of my words, and if it were normal, I would probably be nervous to coax her immediately, but I really don't feel that mood right now.

"Does it work? Not to mention a small firm, even if it is a large enterprise, the boss alone has the final say? It's like it's called: the camp of iron, the soldier of water, right? Hmph, I'm a big-headed soldier, even if I'm not convinced, what can I do? My bitter answer, every sentence from the bottom of my heart, is how I feel in my heart now.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Although there is indeed such a relationship between you and Mu Zihan, I think there is more of a friendship between you, why do you say it so ugly? Fang Ling was really angry, I heard her voice on the other end of the phone, almost yelling.

And I was once again aroused by her attitude towards Mu Zihan in my heart, and almost lost my mind and yelled hysterically: "What can I do? Do you think that's what I'm trying to do? Do you know what was going on at the time? He ......, "I told Fang Ling everything that happened after we returned to the detective agency from the police station.

Although I may have been a little incoherent because of her emotional feelings, with Fang Ling's ability to understand, she quickly knew what was going on. So, after I finished yelling, there was silence on her side.

After a while, I heard her say in a low voice: "Siyuan, don't you think it's abnormal?" Mu Zihan, whom we usually know, is he a person who would do such a thing? ”

"I think it's abnormal, too, but so what? He did it anyway. "After I told all the grievances in my heart, my emotions were much more stable and calmed down a lot.

"yes, so, I think he must have a reason to do it." Fang Ling said.

"Do you have any basis for this?" I actually hope that what Fang Ling said is right, because I also have such a trace of speculation, so I asked with some expectations, hoping that she can convince me.

"No, then, you can have a good rest at the hotel tonight. I asked Xinyan to help make an appointment with Mu Zihan, and tomorrow at noon, we will have a meal together and ask him what he wants to do. What do you think? Fang Ling said after a moment of silence.

I hesitated for a moment, then agreed, "Okay." "I thought: Even if I have to leave, I have to make it clear, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this breath of nothing.

After hanging up the phone with Fang Ling, I got up and went downstairs to the small restaurant next to the hotel to fry a few dishes, and took the initiative to buy a bottle of wine for the first time in my life.

(To be continued)