Chapter 192

Before the car stopped, a man in a straight suit jumped out of the car. The man had a big oily back, a neat beard, a tall nose and melancholy eyes.

In addition, he is strong and tall, wearing a decent black suit, from inside to outside, from top to bottom, from head to foot, all show

This is a handsome ratio!

Sharon snapped her mouth.

Of course, it's still a little worse than yourself!

"Helen, how are you? Are you okay?"

As soon as Shuaibi got off the bus, he walked quickly to Helen.

"Here you are, John."

Helen also stepped forward quickly and hugged the marshal tightly.

Sharon and Tina frowned at the same time. The dog food was scattered

After showing their love for a long time, they were reluctant to part. Helen's cheeks were slightly red. She took Shuaibi's hand and came to Sharon: "Sir Xie, this is my fiance, John wick."

"John, this is agent NIA, Sherron, and this is his assistant, Miss Tina. Thanks to your help this time, I'm fine on the subway. "

“NIA？”

John wick narrowed his eyes slightly and took the initiative to reach out to Sharon: "thank you, sir. Thank you for protecting my fiancee."

"John wick?"

Sharon also narrowed his eyes slightly and shook hands with the marshal: "Mr. wick, you're welcome. It's our duty to protect the safety of citizens."

Then, Sharon gently raised her eyebrows: "Mr. Wick's strength is not small. It seems that he usually pays attention to fitness. I don't know what he does?"

Wick wanted to retract his hand, but Sharon held it tightly. He said reluctantly, "I'm a fashion designer."

"Oh, I said Mr. Wick's suit was so natural and decent. So it was." Sharon smiled, "I don't know when Mr. wick will be free. I also want you to design a suit for me."

Wick smiled reluctantly, "OK, I can come to serve at any time."

"That's settled."

Sharon just let go, and Tina on the side handed a business card with great eyesight. Wick took it, looked at it, nodded gently, took out his business card and handed it to Sharon.

"Then thank you, sir. Miss Tina, let's leave first. I'll give you a special dinner when I have time to express our thanks."

Wick nodded at Sharon and Tina, put his arm around Helen, who was still unknown, and hurried back to his old Ford.

Looking at the old car that turned away quickly, Sharon smiled and handed her business card to Tina: "call him tomorrow and let him design a suit for our team members for free."

Tina took her business card, shook her head, and her eyes were full of care: "people are handsome, their eyes are so gentle, but their soul is so violent and bloodthirsty, so people can't stand it."

Sharon glanced at her: "why, is your heart moving?"

Tina's whole body was excited, coughed, hugged Sharon's arm and said with a smile, "of course, it's still a little worse than you."

Sharon smiled with satisfaction and nodded shamelessly, "I think so."

***

Scoff took his coffee cup and walked quickly to the subway station diagonally opposite. To tell the truth, he didn't pay attention to Sharon's conversation with him. As a freelance photographer, he specializes in shooting the dark side of society and has long been familiar with dealing with the police.

In scoff's opinion, Sharon's search for him is just a passing show. The police won't take the disappearance of a little old lady into account at all.

Now he is going to work. As a freelance photographer who only shoots the dark side of society, his life is very hard. Not only do you live in the open air, eat last meal but not next meal, but the rent is still paid by your girlfriend. As a result, the photos taken may not be sold.

But this time Sharon bought his picture, which gave scoff great confidence.

Go to Susan tomorrow. Why does he have to be half as much as a photographer for $5000?

Well, you must go!

Scoff swore and walked into the subway station. It was close to midnight and there was only the last train left, so it came slowly.

However, scoff was very patient because he knew that the more late at night like this, the more likely things would happen in the subway and would not happen in the sun. Theft, robbery, powder smoking and so on are common.

Even scoff himself had been robbed twice. However, scoff did not flinch. As an ideal and ambitious middle school and second-year young man, he insisted on going all the way to the end on the road of freelance photographer.

Scoff was sitting on the bench, fiddling with his camera. Suddenly, he ran down a black haired Asian girl from one side of the stairs. Behind her, three white boys were running and whistling.

The girl saw that the train had not yet entered the station and could not help hiding behind a pillar in despair. The three boys immediately surrounded her, smiled and began to move.

Scoff's eyes were so poisonous that he saw at a glance that the four people should be college students. Sure enough, from the four people's conversation, we can hear that they just ended from a classmate's birthday party. The three boys drank wine. When the girl came home alone, she became lusty.

To tell you the truth, scoff doesn't seem to mind his own business. But listening to the girl's screams and the three boys' movements getting worse and worse, scoff couldn't help standing up and shouted, "Hey, little rabbits, don't you hurry home and want to make the headlines tomorrow?"

The three boys were surprised and turned to look at scoff. Scoff shook his camera. "Don't be silly, children. I'm a reporter, and I'm short of news material for tomorrow."

At this time, the train just pulled into the platform. The girl squeezed out and fled into the train quickly.

The three boys were frightened by scoff and watched the girl hide in the car. They hesitated for a moment and finally swearing away.

Scoff breathed a sigh of relief. To tell the truth, if the three boys didn't go, it would be his turn to run. Looking at the girl standing in the carriage, waving at herself, scoff smiled and subconsciously raised the camera.

But just as he pressed the shutter, a middle-aged man in a black suit suddenly appeared behind the girl.

Scoff was startled and looked up. The train has started slowly, and the girl is still standing in front of the window, smiling and waving at herself. The man in black standing behind her slowly raised his right hand.

I saw a bright and huge hammer in his hand.

"No, no, no..."

Scoff shouted in horror and rushed forward with a wave of his hands. But the train drove faster and faster and soon entered the dark tunnel.

"What on earth is that?"

Steve calmed down and recalled the picture just now. He was basically sure it was not a prank.

That's killing?

Scoff hurriedly took out his cell phone and called the police.

But 20 minutes later, when the police stopped the train, they found no abnormality.

There was no blood, no body, the whole train was clean, and nothing seemed to have happened.