Not long after Mingsheng turned over, the guards looked around 1302 from the door, and after seeing that the "cleaner" was still cleaning and did not disappear into the room, he left with confidence.

Mingsheng turned his back to the door, and after seeing the person leave through the dressing mirror on the side, he put down the quilt cover in his hand and pushed the cleaning cart out of the room-

Back in the room on the seventh floor, Bai Fuhao had already dealt with the monitoring problems along the way.

He closed the computer and gestured to Mingsheng with thanks:

"How about Sister Ming, have you found any news?"

Ming Sheng complained unceremoniously: "You really have something to call my sister okay, Lao Ming." ”

Bai Fuhao didn't care about Mingsheng's complaints, and admitted it with a smile:

"I'm really curious, how do you find those clues every time, it's like you really went back to the scene and witnessed everything."

Mingsheng lied with an unchanged expression: "Just because you can't see the details doesn't mean I can't see - to get down to business, Ye Sen should also have tattoos and symbols on his body." ”

She told Bai Fuhao what could be inferred about, and said the possibility of the countdown in another way:

"I went back to check before, and the symbol next to the tattoo on Ye Qian's neck represents a number, combined with Ye Sen's situation, it is very likely to indicate a countdown."

Bai Fuhao's reaction was very strange:

"Ye Sen and his sister are both from the orphanage, and there will be no one to kill them anymore, why are they still counting down?"

Mingsheng leaned on the sofa and rubbed his eyebrows:

"Who knows, I wonder which feudal demon plans to restore superstition and engage in sacrificial streams."

The wall clock on the wall pointed exactly to twelve o'clock.

Some people have already fallen asleep, while for others, the nightlife at this point has just begun.

Mingsheng was thinking about the tattoo in his heart, and when he was sleepy, he simply picked up his coat and said:

"I'll go out for a walk, you check Ye Sen's itinerary twenty-four hours before his death, tomorrow during the day, someone from the first team of the Demon Division may come to the scene, you should be careful not to be arrested as a suspect."

Bai Fuhao said that there was no problem.

Walking out of the room, Ming Sheng thanked Wen Chuyue and walked downstairs.

In the two days she left Lincheng, Wangcai was entrusted by her to Professor Wen's daughter, the senior sister of her research group, to take care of her.

In order to prevent Tong An from meeting Tong An in the hotel, Mingsheng did not choose the hotel's own restaurant bar, but randomly picked a good looking bar on the street and walked in.

After ordering the order, he found a secluded place to sit down, and while listening to the resident singer singing a little song of the late-night EO moment, while drinking two sips of wine, Mingsheng squinted his eyes soothingly.

This is her ideal life, if she persists for a few more years, she will be able to report and retire in advance!

When the time comes, she will be able to receive her pension and find a small town after graduating from college......

"Don't you have eyes! Yes! ”

The bright vision of the Attorney General of the University of Minnesota was interrupted by an angry shout, and the glass that was knocked to the ground shattered into slag.

A teenager with broken hair covering his forehead was pushed and fell to the seat next to Mingsheng.

The one who pushes people to make trouble is a sloppy social brother, with a non-mainstream hairstyle, big flower arms, and a look of being afraid that others will not know that he is a hooligan.

The boy cowered in fear in the direction of Ming Sheng.

Brother Society's eyes shifted to Mingsheng, and the dim lighting and the mask that Mingsheng put on in time couldn't see the specific appearance.

But Mingsheng's exposed eyebrows, eyes and figure can still be seen to be good-looking.

Like every classic fragment in the dog's blood text, Brother Society really fell in love with Mingsheng.

He teased: "Yo, where did this beauty come from, drinking alone?" So lonely, why don't you let your brother accompany you? ”

The young man pulled the sleeve of Mingsheng's shirt and said nervously:

"You, you run, he's not easy to mess with."

The eldest brother sneered handsomely:

"Well, as long as you stay with me for one night, the little shriveled calf owes me a penny."

Ming Sheng didn't say a word, just silently put the wine glass in his hand on the table.

The sound of the glass touching the glass table was very crisp, and the resident singer didn't know when the music was turned off, and the whole bar was very quiet.

Seeing that Mingsheng was silent, the social brother thought that the other party had acquiesced, and Mei Zizi stepped forward to take off Mingsheng's mask.

Ming Sheng pinched the hand of the man in front of him, twisted it in the air, and instantly made the big man in front of him change his face in pain, covered his hands and hurriedly said:

"Loose, loose! I'm going to break my hand!! ”

Mingsheng ignored Brother Society's pleas for mercy and changed his face, and said lightly to the boss of the bar:

"Did you call the police?"

The boss, who originally picked up the wine bottle and planned to subdue the hooligans from behind, hurriedly replied:

"It's reported."

Mingsheng's hand loosened, and he found the right position and kicked directly at the chest of the social brother.

It's a post-mortem position that can't be examined, but it hurts.

The two younger brothers of Brother Society are a little loyal, but not much.

These two didn't run when they saw Mingsheng shoot so hard, but when they heard the alarm, you pushed me and I pushed you, and quickly ran away from the bar.

Seeing that Mingsheng subdued people, the boss stepped forward and apologized frantically.

Ming Sheng waved his hand to signal that it was over, and asked:

"What's going on with this group of people? What age is this, and you still play the gangster bar? ”

The boss looked at the thugs who couldn't get up on the ground, and replied:

"The person who came was a guest, I didn't expect this person to look like an underworld, even if he really came in to make trouble, that little brother just now, came to the bar to deliver something, I don't know how to mess with this person, maybe I was simply unlucky and was targeted."

The targeted teenager had already straightened out his appearance and walked towards Mingsheng.

It was as soon as he stood up like this that Ming Sheng realized that this person was more than half a head taller than himself, and this was still a big boy who was in the growth period.

The eyes that were originally blocked by bangs were also exposed, and the whole person was unexpectedly beautiful and good-looking.

"Hello sister, I'm Song Chulin."

Song Chulin smiled shyly at Ming Sheng and said gratefully:

"It's good that I didn't affect my sister today, otherwise I would have died of guilt."

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, Song Chulin's eyes were full of guilt.

Mingsheng looked up and down

"How do you know I'm older than you?"

She herself is only eighteen now, and with the fact that she is wearing a mask, it is even more difficult to tell her age.

Song Chulin seemed to have misunderstood what Ming Sheng meant, and said with a little embarrassment:

"Ah, yes, I'm sorry!! I subconsciously thought ......"

Mingsheng lowered his eyes and smiled, and did not hold the shelf again:

"Okay, okay, the kid should go back early, don't hang around outside at night."

It's her whimsical, "Song" was not a rare surname, not to mention that now it's just a name with someone.

How did you connect the two people who couldn't hit the eight poles?