Chapter 135： v85 hijack

As soon as Mu Rulan got upstairs, she received a call from Mo Qianren. Looking at the sunshine outside, Mu Rulan thought about it. It seemed that it was midnight in the United States.

Sitting on the bed with a mobile phone, Mu Rulan picked up, "Qianren?"

"Huh." Mo Qianren was sitting on the bed, the room was quiet, only clean and cold black and white. Just listening to her voice, I felt a lot warmer.

"Are you free now?" Mu Rulan asked softly, and he should have called her last night, but the only reason for dragging it to now is definitely because he has been busy.

"Um. Is there anything wrong with you?" Mo Qianren asked. The metamorphosis lurking in the dark should have some action again. The reason why Mo Qianren did not go to stab him out is because the metamorphosis is hard to have enough clues to stab him if he commits only one case. It ’s because he really does n’t have much time. The most important point is that the metamorphosis is not a high IQ killer. He has no idea of ​​Mu Rulan, but he is eager for Mu Rulan ’s attention, just like crazy. Fans do crazy things, including suicide, to attract the attention of idols.

"Yes." Mu Rulan smiled. "A gentleman killed someone in my lounge and spread my closet as a pork shop. It's rude and rude. It's annoying."

Mo Qian's look remained indifferent, "You are going to find him?"

"Don't." Mu Rulan lay gently on the bed. "Vulgar and rude, I don't like it." She didn't feel bloody, it was clear that the other party was not of the same level as her. In this case, why should she Is he going to waste time? I'm going back to Bislan College tomorrow. That's what to expect, isn't it?

"Speaking of them, is there any female psychopath out there?"

"Yes." But rarely. Fewer can be held in Cohen's psychiatric hospital, because most of them are in lunatic asylums.

"Pretty?" There are so many men with mental illness who are handsome, handsome, and charming, so are women the same?

"... I don't know." Mo Qianren didn't even notice that they looked like angels or shit, and didn't think anyone looked particularly good or ugly, although I remember what they looked like, "Women's mental illness and men's The standards are different. "

Compared with men who are all in favor of perfect and excellent men, women are more perverted, because the better a woman is, the more pressure she can withstand, and the mental breakdown is not easy. On the contrary, the lower the level, the more prone it is. Men are inversely proportional.

Mu Rulan talked to Mo Qianren for a while and drove the person to bed. Her side was the afternoon and there was late night. Mo Qianren really should take a good rest. The two separated the east and the west. In terms of problems, Mo Qian people are always accommodating Mu Rulan.

When I hung up the phone, Mom Mo brought soup to Mu Rulan, watched Mu Rulan drank, and let her lie down and sleep. Mom Mo was worried that anyone who encountered such a thing would be frightened. Not to mention Mu Rulan?

Mu Rulan lay down and slept obediently, and fell asleep holding the quilt shortly. There was no nightmare. As always, she slept sweetly, just with the habit of holding something in her arms.

The sun moved westward.

The police car set off and drove quickly towards a residential area.

The prisoner has been locked. He is a cook in his 30s at Mu Hua Gao's three restaurants. He is honest and kind, and often people like to take advantage of him. He cheats something from him, likes to eat fish, hates pork. Hua has worked for five years and often likes to catch fish in streams in various bamboo forests, so he knows all the paths of Muhua College. The most important thing is that the victim was exactly the cousin of the chef. The cousin went to the capital from the countryside and went to him. He was killed. The old parents in his hometown do not even know about it.

All the evidence points to that cook, although it is unexpected to everyone.

Eber obviously feels very boring. He hates psychopaths who are not completely intelligent with high IQ. He likes this kind of semi-perverted and half-mad man the most. He can't lift his energy at all.

"You should have let me see that person's head and hands." Eber said with a bit of sorrow when he looked at Su Chengxiang in the seat next to him. If he saw the stiffness and hands on the head earlier, he would know the murderer. There is no malicious intention to Mu Rulan, just to attract Mu Rulan's attention to him, that smile is a manifestation of goodwill, although it is a more scary scene in the eyes of normal people. The perversion that requires such a low level knows that it is not the type he likes to study.

"Let you know earlier, make you feel boring to run away?" Su Chengxiang rolled his eyes.

At this point, the police car had reached its destination, and the trained policemen began to move. Su Chengxiang and Eber sat in the police car and watched. Su Chengxiang did not have the value of the Moqian force, so he had to be protected.

The walls of residential buildings are old and mottled. For Beijing, where the land is so rich, civilians can find suitable accommodation.

The door of a rented house on the third floor was opened, and the police rushed in with a gun. Unfortunately, the building was empty.

"Since the other party knows the identity of the victim lady, it tends to be instinctual, and it is normal for him to run away in the first place." Eber said blandly. Anyway, it doesn't make him feel irritable. He doesn't care if he runs away. He is not a policeman. As long as he is a citizen who obeys the law and discipline, he is responsible.

Su Chengxiang ignored him. The police there have ordered the traffic department to take notice. The photo of the suspect has also been sent out. Be sure not to let the other party run out of the capital, otherwise it will be difficult to arrest him.

The next day. The sky was dim, it was raining in spring, and the dust was cleaned gently.

Mu Rulan packed his things. Grandpa Mo sent several people to Mu Rulan to the airport, even though they were reluctant, but they were not people who couldn't be separated from each other. Everyone had their own way to go. They Just look at them behind, and the strength to give support when they need it is enough.

Just before going to the airport, Mu Rulan also went to the hospital. He hurt his muscles for a hundred days. Although Duan Yao's leg was not serious, he was still cast. He did not say that he would go back. Mu Rulan Follow him, but now Mu Rulan is going back to Bislan College, naturally it is impossible to leave him alone in the hospital.

"I thought you would leave me." Duan Yao sat on the bed and looked at Mu Rulan who helped him to pack things. His mute voice was always carrying a magical power that made people blush and heartbeat. , The pair of magnificent and narrow peach-colored eyes reflected the figure of the young girl, so deep that people couldn't see clearly.

"I will never leave you unless it is absolutely necessary." Mu Rulan said, taking out Duan Yao's coat and letting him put it on, "I will cherish you as a loved one."

"Do you have to make me feel savage again when I feel happy?" Duan Yao put on his clothes obediently, complaining with a vocal voice, and his eyes were gloomy and angry.

"Good, let's go." Mu Rulan touched his head, pulled the wheelchair and a cane, and looked at Duan Yao. Would you like to take a wheelchair or use a cane?

Duan Yao grabbed the crutch with no expression and walked out.

Although the Mo people had different thoughts on Duan Yao, they did not show anything on the face, although they knew that he was the second son of Duan, the first underworld family, and one of the heirs of the Dark Dragon.

The car was parked in front of the airport. Grandpa Mo picked up the phone research institute to find him something, Mu Rulan asked them to go back. The plane took off soon. They had to send the most to the security check. There was no need. .

Seeing the Mo family gone, Duan Yao was obviously more happy. Even a flower demon-like boy, even holding a cane, did not affect his charm at all. On the way from the airport to the ticket collection, there were already several girls. Come up and ask if you can help.

evildoer.

Mu Rulan could not help but smile and shook his head. When reading a novel, I felt that the description of the much longer-looking and better-looking wicked man is very unrealistic. Who would look so exaggerated? Whether a face looks good does not depend on the outlines of the five senses. Temperament is the most important thing. Otherwise, even the most beautiful people have a day when they feel tired and feel no sense. Duan Yao called Mu Rulan to know that there really is in this world. Then a class of men called wicked men.

Raising your hand and throwing your feet is a temptation and seduce. Even the gas field seems to be piled up by poppy pollen. Unfortunately, he is still a teenager. He does not know that his charm can become a powerful weapon. Over time, the teenager will grow up. The deeper and deeper the mind, it must be another superior looking up.

Mu Rulan went to get the ticket, and Duan Yao stood not far from waiting for her. The inconvenience of his legs and feet was not good.

"Bang!" Mu Rulan bumped into a man when he turned around, and the thing on that man's hand broke down. Mu Rulan quickly apologized and squatted down to help pick it up. The other side squatted silently without speaking, a flash of cold light However, Mu Rulan paused and slowly raised his head.

He was hit by a man who was about thirty years old. He was wearing black sportswear and a black sports cap on his head. The brim blocked his eyes, making it difficult to see his face. .

At this moment he looked up slightly, revealing a pair of eyes looking at Mu Rulan, an ordinary face, but those eyes were crazy twisted, watching Mu Rulan's faint excitement and excitement, nostrils constantly because of breathing The expansion was shrinking, he was holding a knife in his hand, and the blade was tightly against Mu Rulan's neck.

Mu Rulan doesn't know this person.

"Ke ... Ms. Ke!" Obviously, the other person knew Mu Rulan, and was directed at her.

Mu Rulan has always attracted much attention. Even though there are not many people in the airport at this time, there are many people who see this scene. The suspicious man suddenly pulled a knife from his pants and arrived. On the neck of an angel-like girl, many people were suddenly surprised, and they all changed their faces, alarmed the police, stared and stared. No one knew what the current situation was.

Duan Yao faced the man's back, so he couldn't see anything at a glance. At this time, he noticed that the men staring at Mu Rulan suddenly changed their faces, and frowned when he frowned, holding a cane. Walked over, "Lan Lan, what are you doing ..."

I saw the man suddenly grabbing Mu Rulan's shoulder with one hand and pulling her to his front. The knife was against Mu Rulan's neck. He was trembling all over, excited and afraid, "Don't come over!"

Everyone's attention at the airport was caught by this roar, and they were a bit surprised to see this scene.

Duan Yao's face sank instantly.

Mu Rulan was tightly pressed by his man in front of his neck. The man dragged her back while leaning his head tightly on Mu Rulan's neck. The knife in his hand waved around, staring alertly. With Duan Yao and around, he excitedly spoke to Mu Rulan, "Did you see it?"

"... what do you see?" Mu Rulan frowned slightly, her hand holding her a little hard to breathe.

"My artwork ... you must have seen it! How about it? Do you like it?" The man said in self-care and excitement.

There was a lot of noise around, and there were a lot of people watching, but no one dared to come forward. Duan Yao stood with his cane standing not far away. It seemed as if the whole person was covered with a shadow, making his face hazy. A bit unclear.

The police quickly rushed over and quickly determined that this was the perverted murderer they were looking for, but Mu Rulan was in his hands, and no one dared to act lightly, because the other party was a pervert and was not afraid of death at all. Just cut it with a knife and cut Mu Rulan's throat.

The airport is getting louder.

Su Chengxiang and Eber rushed over after receiving the news, at this time Mu Rulan and the man had been surrounded by a circle

The man held a knife and threatened not to allow anyone to approach. One side of his face was still tightly against Mu Rulan's delicate neck. He spoke in a voice that only Mu Rulan and he could hear, lips Flap shivered in excitement. This scene was really terrible, weird, and a little disgusting to others. It was like a bed bug touching an angel who even dare to look far away ...

It is unforgivable!

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The black pot was taken home by car last night. When I got home at forty, I was very dizzy. I could only send a copy of the code that I had written last night. Why? Just pick it up and ask for a ticket. Back, but I have seen it, no one guessed the killer hahaha yesterday, the black pot absolutely did not admit the truth, it ’s a wicked father, but they want to be complicated