A New Character Every Month

"Rest now, and I'll tell you the plan tomorrow."

"Yes, President!"

Nie Haifan put away his mobile phone, zipped up his backpack, put it on his back, and quickly walked out of the park.

Chapter 20 The Scarlet Smile

Coffee is an excellent drink, a cup a day can cultivate the sentiment, refresh the mind, and enjoy a leisurely life...

Lin Zian always scoffed at the above words.

In his previous life, apart from working overtime, it was impossible for him to drink coffee at ordinary times.

As for now...

"Sir, your civet coffee."

In the cafe, the waiter put a cup of coffee in front of Lin Zian's table.

"Thank you."

Lin Zian thanked him. He is not wearing eye-catching clown makeup now. After all, he is only here to work behind the scenes today.

Too arrogant is not good.

He casually added a cube of sugar to the coffee, then picked up the spoon and stirred it gently, turning his head to look at a three-story building opposite.

The cafe where he is now is located in the tallest building in the vicinity, and sitting by the window can easily overlook the building below.

The pedestrians on both sides of the road are also as small as a group of ants.

Lin Zian took out his mobile phone and sent an edited message.

"The action begins!"

Putting the phone on the table, he took a sip of coffee.

Mmmm, a weirdly bitter, mashed potato-like taste.

Lin Zian suddenly regretted ordering this cat shit coffee.

"Hello, sir, can you meet me?"

A coquettish voice sounded beside Lin Zi'an, he turned his head and saw that it was a woman with a red dress, big wavy hair and a proud figure.

Lin Zian smiled and said, "Of course, my name is Mu Zian. I wonder if I can have the honor to know your name, ma'am?"

The woman in the red dress covered her red lips, laughed lightly, and then said her name, and sat opposite him at the invitation of Lin Zian.

After the woman in the red dress ordered a cup of coffee, she looked at Lin Zian with a charming look.

As soon as she walked into the cafe just now, she immediately noticed the "abnormal" in the crowd.

The facial features with clear water chestnuts are not handsome, but they are not ugly, but they are impressive today.

The half-length hair exudes an artist's breath all over him.

Especially when the other party picked up a spoon in one hand and gently shook the coffee in the cup, looking sideways out of the window, his eyes seemed to be lonely, sad, and full of mystery.

This is a man with a story.

The woman in the red dress quickly came to this conclusion, which made her unable to help being attracted here.

Lin Zian chatted with the woman in the red dress.

Although he was an ordinary person in his previous life, as a child of a rich family in this life, he still knows a thing or two about some skills of chatting with women.

His gaze shifted between the woman in the red dress and the 3-story building outside the window.

Although he often looked sideways out of the window, it was a bit rude, but the woman in the red dress was not only not angry, but found a reason for his behavior in her heart.

This is probably the arrogance of the artist.

This made the woman in the red dress more interested in Lin Zian.

suddenly.

The crowd next to the 3-story building hurriedly fled, as if there was an event that threatened their lives in that building.

Lin Zian turned around, took a sip of civet coffee, and smiled at the woman in the red dress: "This cup of civet coffee tastes pretty good."

Seeing Lin Zian taking the initiative to find a topic, the woman in the red dress licked her red lips and said with a smile, "I know that there is a shop nearby that has a very authentic civet coffee, Mr. Mu, would you like to try it?"

Facing the naked invitation of the woman in the red dress, Lin Zian smiled slightly, then turned to look at the 3-story building opposite again: "Okay, I'll invite you if I have a chance."

At this time, an explosion suddenly occurred in the 3-story building, and the glass on the windows burst open from the inside out.

Immediately, flames erupted from the building, quickly dyeing the entire small building into a sea of ​​flames.

The fire is soaring!

The red flag woman followed Lin Zian's line of sight, and soon saw the burning building, and asked in surprise, "Is that on fire?"

"It seems so."

Lin Zian replied.

Ding Dong!

His phone on the table vibrated.

Lin Zian took a look and found that it was a two-word text message.

"success!"

Putting away the phone, he said apologetically to the woman in the red dress: "I'm very sorry, something suddenly happened on my side..."

Afterwards, Lin Zian called the waiter, settled the account with the woman in the red dress, and quickly walked out of the cafe.

At this time, the firelight of the three-story building has attracted other people in the cafe, and they all lay down on the glass regardless of their image and look opposite.

Although the woman in the red dress was sitting by the window, she did not watch the excitement, but sighed with emotion while drinking coffee.

"Mr. Mu is really a gentleman."

Suddenly, her face changed.

"Forgot to exchange contact information with him!"

The woman in the red dress patted her head, and made up her mind that she would stay in this cafe these days, and wait for the rabbit to bump into Mu Zian.

……

He Ya stood by the bus stop on the street, her eyes swept around from time to time, her face a little anxious.

"Why hasn't Uncle Clown come yet?"

She was a little disappointed and took out her mobile phone, which was still a text message from an unknown number.

"No. 137 Shilin Street, bus stop - Clown."

After receiving the text message, He Ya tried to call back, but no one answered.

Like this kind of text message, she usually ignores it.

But when I think that the person who sent this text message is likely to be Uncle Clown.

He Ya, who felt that she had done something wrong, directly chose to leave the interview task at hand and came to this address.

But now it has been almost half an hour since she received the message and came here, but nothing happened.

She couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, wasn't that message sent by Uncle Clown?

Or did Uncle Clown temporarily change his mind and don't want to see him anymore?

Bah!Bah!Bah!

Several gunshots came from He Ya's side.

He Ya turned to look and found that the pedestrians not far away seemed to be in a panic and were running away.

"Who was shooting? Did someone get shot?"

Based on her memory, she looked around there, and finally locked her eyes on a 3-story building.

Before she could think about it, she found that there was another huge explosion from the 3-story building, and then a burst of fire ignited, burning the entire building.

"Terrorist attacks?"

He Ya took a step and ran towards it, reaching into the backpack with one hand and taking out the camera.

In front of the building, there is also a sea of ​​fire inside.

Because of her professional habit, she subconsciously raised the camera and took a picture.

Judging from the firelight in front of her, even if there are survivors in it, it is not something she can save.

All she could do was to take a few more photos while the building was still intact and wait for the police to investigate afterwards.

At this moment, He Ya suddenly discovered that something was floating in front of her camera.

She put down the camera and found that several sheets of paper were slowly falling.

He Ya took one and looked down.

On pure white paper, a scarlet smiling face was drawn.

In line with the fire at the scene, the smiling face looked extremely terrifying.

Chapter 21 Gangster Competition

"A 3-storey building on Shilin Street was shot suddenly, followed by a violent explosion, and the whole building fell into a sea of ​​fire. According to statistics, a total of 4 people were killed.

The identity of the murderer has not yet been clarified. Several sheets of paper suspected to be left by the murderer were found at the scene, with red smiling faces painted on them.

According to insiders, there are suspected links between the four victims and underground gangsters. "