The rebirth confession failed, the school beauty is anxious

Ma Qiaoling sounded very excited.

I spent these three busy days figuring out the truth of the matter.

She felt very accomplished.

"All ears..."

Zhou Chen shook his arms, which were numb from being left on the shore for too long, and made waves of water.

"You don't know how to swim in winter, do you?"

"No, I'm taking a bath in the hot spring..."

"Ha, Mr. Zhou is so elegant. I'm so busy with your affairs, but you are still in the mood to take a hot spring?" Ma Qiaoling was so angry that her best friend invited her to go skiing in the past few days, but she didn't go. She just wanted to He quickly helped Zhou Chen figure things out. Fortunately for him, he actually went to the hot springs.

"Ahem... I'm different from rich ladies like you. I grew up poor. It's not easy to make some money now. It's time to enjoy it!"

Just as Zhou Chen was answering the phone, a cleaning lady pushing a sanitation truck suddenly walked in from the door.

This sanitation worker was wearing a mask and had gray hair. As she walked around, a few strands of hair were swaying in front of her forehead.

at the same time.

The beautiful waiter who scattered flower petals into the hot spring pool turned to look at the cleaner.

The cleaner lowered his head and continued pushing the cart forward.

After parking the cleaning truck in the corridor, she picked up the broom and garbage shovel and started cleaning the corridor.

She was getting closer and closer to Zhou Chen, and the beautiful waitress who had just massaged Zhou Chen had suppressed her sweet smile and walked towards Zhou Chen as fast as the wind.

When the cleaner was less than two meters away from Zhou Chen, she suddenly took out a gun from her crotch and pointed it at the back of Zhou Chen's head.

At this critical moment, the beautiful waitress who had just massaged Zhou Chen raised her leg and kicked the cleaner on the wrist.

boom!

The cleaner's shot hit the potted plant on the courtyard wall, and the potted plant fell apart instantly.

The cleaner's expression changed, he pulled the gun bolt to load the bullet, and prepared to fire the second shot.

The beautiful waiter who spread flower petals also rushed up and knocked the cleaner to the ground with a flying kick.

The massage attendant stepped forward and kicked the gun out of the cleaner's hand, grabbed the cleaner's wrist and pinned it to her back, pressing it with her knees. With her other hand, she took out a pair of silver bracelets from behind and put them on her.

Qi Yunfeng and Jiang Wu quickly rushed in with several bodyguards and a group of police personnel.

Zhou Chen, who was sitting in the hot spring, breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed the towel next to him to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"You...what's going on over there?" Ma Qiaoling asked, "Was that gunfire just now?"

"I don't know either. I'll go out and take a look first and call you back later!"

Zhou Chen hung up the phone and got up from the hot spring.

The real waiter quickly delivered a thickened bathrobe.

The cleaner had already had his wig taken off by Qi Yunfeng.

This is a skinny man about thirty years old.

Zhou Chen came over and asked, "Who hired you to kill me?"

The man looked sinister: "Do you think you can get information about your employer from a professional killer?"

"Black Spider, it is indeed you!"

After the beauty who spread the flowers looked at the man for a moment, she sneered and said, "I didn't expect you to admit it so directly!"

Qi Yunfeng looked surprised: "Is he the Black Spider?"

The woman nodded and said, "That's right... The simulation portrait artist hired by our major crime team drew a portrait of the criminal suspect based on the descriptions of witnesses of several murder cases in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. He is 80% similar to the person in the portrait. Since he If he admits that he is a professional killer, it is basically certain that he is the Black Spider himself! "

"Take him back for interrogation!"

The beautiful massage attendant said.