The phone was connected, and there was a long blank silence.

Shen Minghan exhaled heavily, and finally spoke: "Okay." "I promised, but I was thinking about how likely it could be to find a needle in a haystack? Even if it can be found eventually, how much time will it take to waste in between?

He wasn't so sure he could find evidence before something bigger exploded.

Really not sure.

Shen Minghan understood something, how could Han Luoli not understand. Shen Zhu's voice was restrained and suppressed, and he coldly ordered: "Minghan, investigate all the people who have been related to the Falling Sakura Bar!" I'm talking about everyone. ”

There was obvious eagerness in Han Luoli's voice.

Shen Minghan nodded solemnly, and searched in a carpet way, maybe the chance of finding it would be greater.

It's just that when it comes to this issue, Shen Minghan always can't help but worry: "Luo Li, what are you going to say to Xiao Er?" ”

A conspiracy four years ago should not involve the innocent little girl now.

Hearing the name on the tip of his heart, Han Luoli's heart tightened.

The messy, pungent smell of alcohol still seemed to linger on the tip of his nose, and between him and Wen Mu, between him and the girl from four years ago, between him and Xiaoer, there was always a break.

Gu Xiaoer, the treasure he held in the palm of his hand, how could he be willing to let her be hurt a little.

It's just that the things that have been born can't be reversed after all, he owes Xiaoer an explanation, and he also promised her that when he finds evidence, he will tell her everything.

But he still didn't want her to know that he had done the wrong thing.

"I'm not going to tell her everything." After Han Luoli finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, he was upset, and he went to touch the cigarette on his body again, only to find a lighter

Gu Xiaoer stood on the stairs and watched Han walk away from afar.

The indifferent back of the fifty or sixty-year-old made her feel extraordinarily, how much hatred and resentment can make the father-son relationship so tense?

She didn't understand, walked slowly, and unconsciously came to Han Luoli's study.

How did you get here?

Raising his hand and knocking on the door, he hesitated whether he should go in at this time.

Da Luoluo must be very upset at this time, he should be sad, she should accompany him.

He dropped his hand and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

She nudged it again, and now that the door was unlocked, she walked in.

Big eyes looked for a familiar figure in the unfamiliar study, and after looking around, he saw a man sitting on the sand in the far corner.

Gu Xiaoer was full of apprehension and walked over slowly.

The man in the corner looked a little depressed, his facial features were stiff and tight, and his edges were sharp. He fiddled with the lighter at random, his eyes were far away, immersed in his thoughts, a world of his own, a world that outsiders could not approach or disturb.

Gu Xiaoer's heart throbbed, such a big Luo Luo had lost his cold and powerful coat, and his loneliness was fully revealed, in addition to being a noble president, he was actually an ordinary man

walked over silently, took off his shoes and climbed onto the sand, and directly reached out and hugged the man. The little head rubbed against his chest, surrounding him with his own warmth, completely forgetting what he was going to be angry with before.

Han Luoli, who was stiff, hugged his soft body again, and his facial features moved, slightly soft. simply put his arms around the girl's waist, and then buried his entire head directly in the girl's chest.

Gu Xiaoer, who was immersed in warmth, was stunned, and then annoyed after reacting.

When has this been, still playing scoundrels!

"Don't move." The man said sullenly: "Baby, let me hold it for a while"