Chapter 190: Street Culture

Fang Yiming's cold gaze turned to him, "You are not a squad leader now, don't always play official, I'm fine, you can go, I want to be quiet." ”

Feng Yuan hurriedly played the round, "Okay, Xiao Ming is also tired, let's go back, and set off as usual the day after tomorrow." ”

After speaking, she gave everyone a look.

Walking out of the hotel, He Xuanxuan vomited bitterness, saying that she shouldn't have brought Yi Ming this time, so that she was really unlucky and knew that she was afraid, or she would always pretend to be high, and put a useless person to show her!

Wei Xiaojun's mood has been very low since he was yelled at by Fang Yiming, and he left first without saying anything.

Feng Yuan said that he was going to another place, so he accompanied Qi Bin for the past two days, waved to Wu Dao, turned his head and stopped a taxi.

Jia Bo and He Xuanxuan stopped by the road, and the distance was relatively close, and they got on the bus together.

Wu Dao looked at his phone, it was just 9 o'clock in the evening.

Ever since he became a police officer, he has a habit of constantly looking at the time.

Because some unexpected events will inevitably happen, the point in time is a good way to record your memory.

It was already 9:40 when he took the subway back to school, and the eldest and second were immersed in Diablo, and seeing him raise his foot was to greet him, after all, he couldn't open his hands.

He returned to his one-third of an acre of land, struggling with whether to wash up properly, but today to be honest, he was a little tired, and in this repetition, he fell asleep unconsciously.

It was midnight.

The eldest and second also went to sleep, but the two lazy people didn't close the window, and the cold wind poured in fiercely, waking Wu Dao up.

He habitually glanced at his mobile phone, and dozens of messages in the WeChat group came into view.

It was already 2:20 a.m., and they were really in good spirits.

It was difficult for Wu Dao to fall asleep after waking up, so he simply looked at what the group of people were talking about

He Xuanxuan and Fang Yiming set off a scolding war again.

Feng Yuan complained that she couldn't be quiet when she wanted to accompany her boyfriend, and kept looking at her phone.

Wei Xiaojun sent a bloodstained knife expression, followed by a landmine, threatening the two of them not to copy it again, it was not a big deal at all.

Fang Yiming seemed to hate him very much, and she couldn't stop scolding him.

Wu Dao sent a WeChat message to Feng Yuan privately, and he always had a premonition that this worship trip might not be successful.

Feng Yuan swore that there would be no problem, and also revealed a message to Wu Dao, that is, Fang Yiming and Wei Xiaojun secretly got along in high school, and He Xuanxuan's crush on Wei Xiaojun The three of them are actually a triangular relationship, but Wei Xiaojun is very sunny and righteous on the surface, and he is a big pig's trotter.

Wu Dao suddenly understood why He Xuanxuan hated Fang Yiming so much, and she intended to compare herself from the beginning of the meeting, and she couldn't wait to press her everywhere, it turned out that her rivals in love were extremely red when they saw each other.

Wei Xiaojun couldn't interject in the group, and posted a terrifying photo of a long-haired woman in white.

[You're crazy! What the hell do you post in the middle of the night! He Xuanxuan replied.

Feng Yuan also hated his behavior, [Wei Xiaojun, it's the middle of the night, you will be scared to death if you brush your sense of existence like this!] 】

Jabo sent a row of ellipses.

Fang Yiming replied, [Your synthetic photo is too rubbish, it's just a five-cent special effect]

After a few seconds, Wei Xiaojun once again posted a picture of a woman in a red princess dress lying on the green grass, her limbs stretched in a weirdly twisted posture, an angle that is almost difficult for normal people to achieve, her hair is still wet, her complexion is pale, and the color contrast is extremely strong.

Everyone was blaming him for his behavior, but Wei Xiaojun seemed to be completely out of control, constantly posting weird photos for half an hour before it ended.

It was almost dawn, Wu Dao felt that his eyes were a little calculated, and his head was dizzy, so he hurried up to sleep again, but as soon as he fell asleep, the phone rang......

Wu Dao picked up the phone in a daze, it was Zou Lianya calling.

"Hey, Sister Tian, what's wrong?"

"It's a bit of a situation, can you come here?" Zou Lianya was reluctant to explain too much on the phone.

Wu Dao sat up, looking nervous, "There is a case?" ”

"You'll find out when you come." Zou Lianya hung up the phone after speaking.

Wu Dao hurriedly finished washing, put on a new set of clothes and went out.

When I arrived at the fifth section, it was only eight o'clock in the morning.

He gasped, "Sister Tian, I'm here." ”

Zou Lianya clasped her elbows with both hands, with a serious expression, "Are you familiar with those people yesterday?" ”

Wu Dao shook his head, "Sister Tian, I told you, I met them through Feng Yuan, and they were all her classmates......"

"I'll show you something." Zou Lianya interrupted him and turned on the video on the computer.

In the video, there is a woman's figure, and Wu Dao recognized it as Fang Yiming and He Xuanxuan.

The two men fought in the elevator and tore each other's hair.

The time is displayed at 6:30 a.m.

How did they get together so early, just to make a date?

"Strictly speaking, this matter is a dispute, not under our control, they shouted that they know you, let us contact you to get them." Zou Lianya looked at Wu Dao, "What's the matter?" Do you want to lead someone? ”

Wu Dao coughed twice, he thought something was wrong.

"Who hurt whom?"

Zou Lianya turned off the video, "You don't know if you go and see it, I really don't know how you took this leave, I always feel that you are in new trouble again." ”

Wu Dao sighed, no need for Zou Lianya to say that he also knew in his heart that he would definitely help others in the pit this time.

He Xuanxuan's face and neck were colored, her hair was messy, and Fang Yiming couldn't take advantage of it, the corners of her mouth were broken, and her nails were broken.

The two of them saw Wu Dao and lowered their heads at the same time.

He Xuanxuan was even more flustered in arranging her hair and trying to maintain her image.

"Why are you fighting?" Wu Dao pulled a chair and sat across from them.

Zou Lianya on the side had a look of watching a good show, and her eyes flowed between Wu Dao and the two women.

Fang Yiming raised her head, a little excited, "She went crazy, she came to my hotel early in the morning, and she called me out and did it!" ”

"You're crazy! What did you say about me in the group yesterday? I've got to teach you a lesson! He Xuanxuan choked back.

"Speak well! Don't look at what kind of place this is! Zou Lianya maintained order.

Both girls were shocked by her royal sister's aura, and glared at each other, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

"Everyone is a classmate, and we have to deal with this incident together, we must first maintain the unity of the team, can you two solve the problem if you two continue to quarrel like this?" Wu Dao advised.

Suddenly, Wei Xiaojun in the group posted another photo of a woman lying on the ground.

The composition was dead silent, giving people a chilling feeling, Wu Dao flipped through the group chat records, Wei Xiaojun seemed to ignore all the complaints, and the photos were sent almost continuously from two o'clock in the morning to the present, but the frequency was a little slower.

Zou Lianya saw that Wu Dao was very distracted, and walked over to look at his mobile phone, "Why are there so many street photos?" ”

"Hit the streets?" Wu Dao looked at her.

"Well, street culture." Zou Lianya shrugged, "This culture originated in Japan before, many girls who are brightly dressed or two-dimensional COS will choose a place they like to lie down, or pose in a weird pose and pretend that they are dead, sometimes a lie is a day, no one knows what psychology they have, your friend likes to hit the street culture?" ”