The car drove for a while, and the driver frequently looked at the reflector, and said a little helplessly: "Mr. Lin, we were followed by the car." ”

Shen Mingjin, who felt fresh for the first time, looked keenly in the rearview mirror and stared at it for a few minutes, locking his eyes on a gray van behind him.

His eyes sharpened: "Reporter? Paparazzi? ”

"Hmm." Lin Xingshan was not surprised, maintained his original posture and stopped his heart, and ordered the driver: "Go a long way and get rid of them." ”

"Wait." Shen Mingjin didn't understand this approach, and changed the instructions to the driver: "The far away from here is Lao Tianlu Street, a large area has been demolished, go there and find a convenient intersection to park and put me down." ”

Yes?

The driver looked at the lady who fell from the sky two months ago, then looked at Mr. Lin, looked sideways out the window, and then said dumbly: "Good, good." ”

After agreeing on the plan, Gust changed lanes and turned left.

Shen Mingjin's gaze was still chasing the gray van in the rearview mirror.

The houses on Lao Tianlu Street were basically demolished, and the waste parts, cement and steel bars were scattered all over the place, until the driver stopped, Shen Mingjin still saw the van follow into the street, and also pretended to stop the car.

His eyes sharpened, he got out of the car decisively, walked briskly to the side of the van, bent down and knocked on the driver's window.

Seeing that he didn't mean to open it, Shen Mingjin's voice knocking on the window became even more urgent.

Helpless.

The driver of the van lowered the window, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.

Shen Mingjin leaned against the window, looked at the back row, noticed the half-cut Sony camera that had not been fully hidden, retracted his gaze, and said to the driver in righteous words: "From the perspective of citizens, stalking without permission is suspected of violating the law and violating the rights and safety of others, which is also clearly stipulated in the "Public Security Administration Punishment Law". ”

"You broke the law, you know?"

The driver exonerated with a hippie smile: "Miss, where is this, we just happened to stop here to prepare for errands, and leave when we are done, where do we come from." ”

"I don't even know you."

After a roundabout play as usual, the driver found that Shen Mingjin was not listening, so he directly took out his mobile phone and called out: "Is the police?" I'm here on Lao Tianlu Street now, and there are paparazzi following me and my husband......"

Shen Mingjin finally glanced at the four big men crowded together in the back: "The license plate number Jing A09378 should be a habitual offender, if not, it may be a fake car." ”

？！

The man sitting in the back row felt the dog days cold blowing on his cervical spine, and his whole body was cold and creepy.

This woman's flaming red lips and bright, flamboyant makeup alone give people a strong aggression when staring.

An indescribable feeling of suffocation spread through the cramped carriage.

"Leave the to the police."

Lin Xingshan stepped forward from behind, his tall and sturdy body blocked Shen Mingjin from the side, covered his waist with one hand, squinted at them, and persuaded softly: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, you can't get angry." ”

A man in the back row had a difficult expression.

I wanted to see if I could take a picture of their unknown side and see if there was really as much affection as rumored.

As a result, I didn't get any fart, and I had to see the police.

Damn, that's obscure

Shen Mingjin didn't listen to any quibbles and reasons, and finally knocked on the car window with his index finger after reporting to the police, and left provocatively.

Dump them?

If you have more cheap behavior, you can squat for as long as you want.

After five minutes of the whole process, Shen Mingjin sat back in the car, and his mood was only worse than before.

Lin Xingshan got off the bus halfway, and Shen Mingjin went back alone.

The wedding house was bought in Zhongyu Xixi, and the aunt except for the two brought by the Shen family, the others were newly hired from a trustworthy intermediary.

Maintaining a bad mood all the way, Shen Mingjin walked with the wind, walked briskly in front, sat down on the single sofa, took out a lady's cigarette from his pocket, and the lighter clicked, and the gray smoke accumulated a heavy pile in front of him.

The feeling that privacy was at risk of being leaked made her feel very bad.

Bite.

Phone tone.

Zhou Wukang: Three o'clock in the afternoon, Mingju Teahouse.