Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Half an hour before school is over.

Bai Ji'an looked at the unresponsive phone, thinking that Wang Xingyi would not come back in time.

Nie Kaiyu glanced at him and said, "What should we do next? You have managed to get by with the voice changer, but Uncle Wang will come to pick you up later."

According to the usual routine, Uncle Wang would arrive at the school gate ten minutes before school was over, wait for Wang Xingyi to get in the car, and then go to pick him up to go home together.

But now, the person is gone, what should he say?

"Otherwise, tell Uncle Wang to take my car and not come again."

Bai Ji'an shook his head: "It's not a long-term solution. No."

"So, you took him and me out to play."

Bai Ji'an frowned without saying a word, and Nie Kaiyu suddenly said, "Is he not going home all night?!"

"I don't know who he's meeting or what he's doing, so I can't say for sure."

“Oh my god.” Nie Kaiyu waved his hands in disdain. “Then you can do it yourself. I can’t think of a solution.”

With Uncle Wang's decisive and meticulous character, let alone if the weather outside was calm, even if there was a typhoon or tsunami, he would be able to park the car downstairs in the Bai family's exclusive parking space without any error.

"I know what to do."

Nie Kaiyu came back to his senses and saw Bai Jianan holding his cell phone, standing up and leaving the classroom.

He shook his head helplessly, and was glad that Mr. Nie and Mrs. Nie had the magnanimity to hire the gentle and soft-hearted Aunt Zhao instead of the stern Uncle Wang.

On the other side, Wang Xingyi stopped the car in front of the orphanage.

He turned his head to look at Han Feng, whose face and neck were red, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with you? Are you hot?"

Han Feng lowered his head, shook it, folded up the letter he had just read on the way, and put it back into the envelope.

Suddenly, Wang Xingyi reached out his hand to him. Han Feng was stunned and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

"Give it to me."

"You said you believed?"

"What else?" Wang Xingyi snatched the envelope and stuffed it into his jacket pocket. "I came here just to ask for it. If I don't take it back, wouldn't my trip be in vain?"

Han Feng lowered his eyes and looked at the car he was sitting in, blinking his eyes: "Xingyi."

"what happened?"

"Where are you from?"

"Eastern Tang Dynasty."

……

"No! Be serious." Han Feng said, "I mean, you came to see me on a bike, so where did you come from?"

He remembered Wang Xingyi telling him that he usually went to school at the central school in the city. Although the house he stayed in at night was far from the city center, it was definitely not the East Sixth Ring Road under their feet, but in the opposite direction.

“West Fourth Ring Road.”

"What?!" Han Feng looked at the gradually darkening sky, his face flushed with anxiety, "Where are you going later? Downtown or West Fourth Ring Road?"

"It's not that far." Han Feng just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Wang Xingyi say, "North Third Ring Road."

“North Third Ring Road!!”

Oh my god, in just one afternoon, did he ride around most of Yue'an City? !

If we start from the orphanage now and return to the North Third Ring Road, even if we don't know the exact address, we won't be able to reach our destination before nine or ten o'clock.

"Xingyi!" Han Feng reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes. "You can stay here today. I'll talk to Teacher Zhang. It's no problem."

The proposal was very tempting, but... Wang Xingyi shook his head.

"I have other things to do. Besides, my dad is famously strict with me. He doesn't know that I came to see you today. In order to save my life, I have to go back no matter what. Tomorrow morning, I will go to school normally as if nothing happened."

Hearing this, Han Feng looked at him, his eyes full of self-blame.

"I'm sorry Xingyi, if I hadn't taken the initiative to ask for your reply back, you wouldn't have to be so tired."

"I think it's great." Wang Xingyi patted his bulging pockets. "If you hadn't read it to me word for word, I really don't know when I would have finished reading this long article. Now it's much easier."

Han Feng pursed his trembling lower lip and looked at the spirited young man opposite him with gratitude.

"Thank you."

"Ok?"

Han Feng suddenly stepped forward and hugged Wang Xingyi, whispering on his shoulder.

"Thank you for sending me the book, thank you for visiting me, and thank you for caring whether I reply to your letter."

The moment he took the envelope back from Teacher Zhang, he was heartbroken.

He thought that their story had come to an end and they would never cross paths again. Unexpectedly, Wang Xingyi came to find him on his bike alone.

Even though he came to "collect debts" with anger, he was overjoyed.

The first time Wang Xingyi was embraced by a warm hug, his entire body stiffened. Only his eyeballs could move.

He looked down at Han Feng, not knowing how to respond. After a moment, he awkwardly reached out his hand and patted his back.

The next morning, after breakfast, Bai Jianan opened the door and saw Young Master Nie standing in his yard, looking around at the bicycle that Wang Xingyi had borrowed.

"what are you doing?"

Nie Kaiyu looked up, pointed at the bicycle and asked, "Didn't you see anything?"

Bai Ji'an took a quick glance and his sight instantly locked on the back seat that had appeared out of nowhere overnight.

Nie Kaiyu put his hands behind his back and said with regret like an old man: "It's a good road bike. How come it has turned into a lady's bike after not seeing it for one night? There's a small back seat, but why is there no basket?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the villa opened.

Wang Xingyi went out, looked at the two people standing on both sides of the bicycle, and said to Bai Ji'an: "I'll find time to take it off the back seat today."

"It's not important." Bai Ji'an changed the subject and asked, "What time did you come back yesterday?"

Last night, he asked his father to send Uncle Wang away and took the Nie family's car back. After dinner, he waited in front of the study window until ten o'clock. His mother asked him to go to bed, but he did not see Wang Xingyi, and he did not even receive a message.

Until just now, Wang Xingyi walked out of the gate by himself.

If it weren't for the bicycle beside him, it would seem as if yesterday at noon, when he suddenly ran to the school to ask for help from me was just an absurd dream.

Wang Xingyi thought for a moment and replied, "Ten forty."

"Coming back from the East Sixth Ring Road?"

"Ah."

Bai Jian'an didn't say anything, but Nie Kaiyu couldn't help but raise his hands and applaud Wang Xingyi's excellent physical strength.

In nine hours, not counting the necessary stops in between for doing business, he, an ordinary, unprofessional man, completed the journey of hundreds of kilometers.

The worst part was that he didn't seem to feel any pain anywhere on his body.

A trace of worry passed across Bai Ji'an's brows. He sighed softly and raised his chin towards the outside of the yard.

Nie Kaiyu turned around and Zhao Lin, who was responsible for taking them to school, lowered the car window and waved happily to the three of them.

Before getting in the car, Wang Xingyi suddenly grabbed Bai Jian'an's arm and whispered, "Tonight, I have something to tell you."

Bai Jian nodded and said calmly: "Uncle Wang and my father have gone out of town. After school, wait for me in the coffee shop behind the school."