City: A pen at the beginning promotes a perfect accident

Night, nine o'clock, just a few minutes later.

Yangcheng Police Detective Bureau, a gray six-story building.

At this moment, only the original inspection room was still lit...

In the dim corridor, dull footsteps could be heard.

Cheng Xiaoxian, who was dressed simply, was yawning while holding a tall stack of records. With tears in his eyes, he looked at the door frame outlined by the light not far away.

"Team Cheng…"

"Aze!"

At this moment, the voice of young special agent Xie Jiawen suddenly sounded.

He suddenly woke up.

His eyebrows were condensed and he walked quickly into the room.

He pressed the file in his hand on the first table next to the door. He raised his head and looked at the projection in front of the monitoring room...

There were only three people in the huge monitoring room, which seemed a little deserted.

The young man named Aze, whose dark circles were getting thicker, looked at the scene behind the curtain... only the usual bustling traffic. At the intersection, because it was around nine o'clock, and it was still the peak hour on Christmas Eve, the lane seemed a bit congested. There was a hint of unnoticeable relaxation in his expression.

At this moment, there was a familiar feeling. The sudden change suddenly emerged!

The road bicycle that lost its balance... the shared bicycle that was knocked down... followed by the harsh 867 brakes and the tragic crash!

……

The accident ended, and everything happened only in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Xiaoxian, who was still standing by the door, his pupils shrank and his palms suddenly clenched.

The young man who was still sitting in the corner suddenly stood up, and the hairs around him stood up one by one. He stared at the screen with his eyes wide open. familiar!

The familiar smell hit me... unexpected?

No!

This must be more than just an accident!

……

"Our people are still paying attention to the movements of Wang Changjiang of Hengke Real Estate Group."

In front of the computer, Xie Jiawen's heavy voice rang out at the right time.

She paused, raised her head, showed her solemn face, and said in a deep voice:"I received the news. Just now, at nine o'clock sharp, at the Zengcuo intersection, The lead car of Wang Changjiang's motorcade was involved in a car accident, and the car body was severely deformed..."

Xie Jiawen's words trailed off.

Two heavy, narrowing gasps sounded in the inspection room.

The young man with thick dark circles suddenly stood up and gestured to go out. Walking away, when he was about to walk out of the door, he said hoarsely:,

"I'll take a trip."

The last time given to him was December 24th.

Therefore, the departure time he set for himself was 23:59:59 tonight.

"etc!"

"I'm with you..."

Cheng Xiaoxian reacted. He only felt his heart beating heavily, and the fresh blood suddenly flowed to the limbs and bones with the operation of the heart.

He shouted hurriedly. His eyes swept over them Seeing the empty inspection room, the body that was about to leave stopped again, ran into the room, took the young man's coat, and followed it into the dark corridor.

……

Yangcheng Center.

A large three-story Christmas tree decorated with dense decorations.

Surrounding the tree are bright lights, balloons, ribbons... bells... red socks, and gifts hidden in the socks...

A well-known international pianist, wearing a pure white suit, is sitting in front of the Christmas tree, playing Playing cheerful tunes.

All around.

Young people from Yangcheng's elite society, dressed in formal attire, carrying red wine, walking around and talking

……

A woman wearing a black baroque dress, an elegant veil covering her face, and burgundy high heels. even gait

"The step distance is 45 centimeters, and the time to take one step is 0.5 seconds."

The woman covered with an elegant veil just walked to the second floor, walked straight through the crowd, and appeared in front of the wooden corridor railing.

She lowered her head and looked down.

As if she could pick up the pendant between the Christmas trees with her tentacles. The dazzling decoration...

At the same time, another young man in a black suit passed by the woman. He seemed to be attracted by the woman and looked at her.

The woman took a sip of the red wine glass in her hand. It fell on the railing, and a thick liquid sloshed in front of the cup wall.…

……

It was as if he was aware of the eyes staring at him.

The woman turned her head and looked around.

Coincidentally, what he met was the young man's gaze.

The corners of his mouth were raised, his red lips moved slightly, revealing a smile that made the young man's heart beat faster...

That smile was mysterious, complicated, and seemed to carry undisguised contempt, like a queen, aloof!

The expression of the woman behind the black elegant veil suddenly turned cold.

She showed no nostalgia and turned around to leave…

……

Reach out.

Want to pursue.

But I don't know why, for a moment, I felt a little afraid.

The young man in a black suit looked angrily in the direction where the woman disappeared and chased after her, but could not find her in the crowd.

The young man seemed to remember something.

He walked back to the railing.

He looked closely at the wine glass that still had some lip marks on it... his breathing was a bit rapid.

Licking his lips.

The young man approached and stretched out his finger... but what he didn't expect was.

As soon as it touched the wall of the glass, the wine glass tilted back... the wine glass rolled in the air.

The thick liquid also fell behind the Christmas tree and melted into the densely packed rows of lighting sockets... and a flash of lightning flashed...

……

A woman wearing a baroque dress, veil, and burgundy high-heeled shoes stood on the edge of a deserted balcony with dim lights.

Behind her, some distance away, is the glorious and luxurious party center.

Go into the balcony.

The woman raised her head and looked at the dense dark clouds.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed a certain number. When she heard another voice on the phone, she leaned against the railing with gentle eyebrows.

"Ye Yuan"

"Um?"

"all the best"

"correct"

"Um?"

"Tonight is Christmas Eve... I wish you all the best!"

……

Along the busy road.

A young man wearing a hood and gray coat holds a mobile phone in his hand and walks hurriedly

"There is a component in red wine called tannic acid, which has excellent adsorption power...can increase electrical conductivity..."

Ye Yuan responded.

Suddenly he heard a voice calling from the microphone, and he hummed.

Then he heard the words"Christmas Eve" Good luck

……

Ye Yuan stopped.

He glanced at the moon covered by dark clouds, and then responded:

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