Beauty Gathered: the Second Dimension of Shen Lin

Cough...Finally, the bear boy nodded knowingly, wiped away his tears and said goodbye, and then ran away.

The case was finally resolved. Although it was not a case at all, Mori Kogoro shamelessly accepted the commission fee from Rena Mizumu.

After saying goodbye to Shuiwurenai, the three of them went to the street, ready to go back to their own home.

"What a depressing case"

Walking on the street, Mori Kogoro sighed in complaint.

"Isn't this great? There are no malicious harassers." The kind-hearted Xiao Lan seemed much happier.

Suddenly, the originally clear sky darkened slightly, and the patter of rain splashed down like thin lines.

"It's raining..." Mori Kogoro muttered rather unhappily.

"Then let's go home by car. If it rains, Yaoyue will go back to the office with us first, okay?" Xiaolan laughed.

Yaoyue shook her head, showed a big smile towards Xiaolan, and took out her mobile phone to signal, "My sister just said that she would come to pick me up."

第880六章：追踪

black hummer sprinting down the street

Huge tires rolled against the ground, and the trampled water splashed in all directions.

Perhaps because of the rain, there were not many pedestrians on the street.

"The rain has become lighter"

After pressing the window, Nan Lixiang leaned his left elbow against the window.

The air in the originally closed space inside the car became much smoother now, which made Yaoyue take a little sniff.

At this time, the earphones have been put on, and the ears are listening to the sound coming from the bug.

knock knock knock

From the ears came the unique sound of high heels stepping on the ground.

Then I heard the sound of the phone turning on, and the regular dial tone began to linger in my ears.

Probably the melody of "Seven Children".

It was originally a nursery rhyme popular in neon lights, but in this world, it was the email address of the boss of the "Black Organization" and the mobile phone key tone.

"Sorry, I ran into a little trouble, so I turned off the phone... It's okay, it's not a big trouble, I just emailed this to the guy... Yes, no problem, it's still at the appointed ten o'clock Let's meet... Gin"

After hanging up the phone, there was the sound of footsteps again.

Suddenly, Yaoyue leaned forward slightly.

"The smell of cream..."

"Sister Lixiang..."

"Yes, yes, can you buy some sweets for you?"

"Let's buy cream cake when we go back." Yaoyue showed a lovely smile.

If it has a long tail, it must be shaking happily at this time, right?

"Okay, sit down, let's speed up."

Lovingly poking Yaoyue's forehead, Nan Lixiang laughed.

Yaoyue turned around obediently, and curled up in Nan Lixiang's arms, "Sister Lixiang's nails are a bit sharp, and it hurts a bit when you poke them."

"sorry sorry"

"The speed of the signal transmitter is getting faster and faster, she is in the car," Yaoyue said.

"Then hold tight"

"Should I get under my shirt and hug it tight?"

"This is unnecessary"

Hold your hand on the transmission, push the gear lever outward with your backhand, and step on the accelerator harder.

"No matter what, fast racing is prohibited!"

"Yes, yes, but this is not a sports car." Nan Lixiang chuckled lightly, "But I didn't go home last night, and now I'm going to continue to run out. Is it okay if I don't say anything?"

"I called home just now, but I planned to go home first and bring out Luan Hongren."

Rubbing in Nan Lixiang's arms, Yaoyue said with a smile.

"Ok?"

"I don't want to play anymore, it's so boring"

The body slid down, Yaoyue rested the back of her head on Nan Lixiang's big and straight chest, her small mouth moved slightly and exhaled.

Probably because she understood something, Nan Lixiang adjusted her sitting posture slightly to make Yaoyue's pillow more comfortable.

Judging from the movement of the signal transmitter, the speed of the other party has slowed down, but there is still the echo of the engine, so it is probably in an underground parking lot.

Irregular idling sound, and a fast-responsive horizontally opposed engine-not only Volkswagen or Fuji cars, but also Porsches with gin.