kidnap a beauty to catch a demon

"It's okay, I just arrived not long ago." Ji He stood up, shook hands with the man opposite, and smiled slightly, "I'm Ji He, this is the first time we meet, please take care of me."

The man is tall, wearing a camel-colored casual vest, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a mustache. He looks a bit sexy like a mature man. The photographer behind him is a girl with beautiful eyes. With shoulder-length short hair dyed in wine red, it was already a little cold in Beijing in early autumn. She was wearing a fiery red short skirt with hips, and only a short coat of the same color on top.

Ji He's gaze stayed on her for a moment, and he frowned slightly.

Seeing Ji He's surprised look, the man hurriedly introduced, "My name is Xing Yun, and I'm the editor in charge of this interview. This is a new photographer from our magazine. Don't look young, but his photography skills are top-notch. Don't worry. gone."

The girl also gave him a friendly smile and didn't say much.

Ji He shook his head, and said lightly: "I was distracted, sorry. Let's have a cup of coffee first. I will trouble you this time."

Xing Yun called the girl to sit down, looked at Ji He, and smiled slightly, with a warm taste in his voice: ""Trend Trend" is a magazine owned by Donghuang Media, and you are an artist of Donghuang Entertainment. It's a family, don't be restrained, just talk about it."

Ji He also smiled at him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the fiery red fluffy long tail swaying behind the girl, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he tightened his fingers calmly.

The atmosphere of the interview was not bad. Xing Yun's way of talking was very skillful. He took Ji He away intentionally or unintentionally, chatted and laughed with Ji He, and brought several people who were completely strangers into the conversation environment.

Ji He never forgot in his heart that the photographer in front of him is a fox demon, so he answered the unimportant question after thinking about it, and Xing Yun asked some privacy-related parts, so he just passed it in one sentence.

Xing Yun didn't notice it, but appreciated Ji He's knowing attitude. By the end of the interview, his attitude was a little more cordial, and he whispered to the photographer in charge of taking pictures to pay more attention.

Ji He covered it up by picking up the cup to drink coffee, and caught a glimpse of Xing Yun's eyes full of admiration when he looked at the girl.

His memory isn't good, but it's not that bad either. Isn't the fox in front of him the same one he saw in the Book Building not long ago?

I had some vague guesses in my heart.

Xing Yun and the photographer finished recording the interview and taking photos, and they didn't stay long, so they quickly got up and said goodbye.As soon as they walked out of the cafe, Ji He stood up and told Zhou Zhou: "Go and see what kind of car they are driving, and drive to pick me up at the door later, and then follow."

Zhou Zhou looked at him in surprise, what's the matter?But I didn't ask much, and hurried to the parking lot opposite the cafe.

Ji He stood outside the cafe and waited for Zhou Zhou. The autumn sun was no longer so glaring, and when it shone on his body, he felt warm.

When Zhou Zhou parked the car in front of him, Ji He suddenly couldn't help but smile.

This is nosy!

Zhou Zhou drove the car and got out of the 798 at a leisurely pace. Then he pointed to a Toyota that was slowly moving not far in front of him. Ji He nodded and didn't say much.

Zhou Zhou couldn't hold back anymore, and asked, "Is there any problem with the interview of "Trend and Wind Direction" this time? Brother Ji, we want to go back to the magazine with them?"

Ji He lowered his head to search for the contacts on his phone, without raising his head, he said, "Don't ask too many questions, just follow them. Do you have Fang Yize's contact information?"

Before Zhou Zhou could answer, Ji He searched for a while, and found it. He sent a text message to Fang Yize, and threw his phone on the bridge.

Sure enough, after driving two roads and turning three traffic lights, Zhou Zhou frowned, a little puzzled: "This is not the direction of Donghuang Media!"

Ji He looked outside, and it was almost seven o'clock. The afterglow of the setting sun rendered the whole world into an orange oil painting. It shone brightly on the windshield of their car.

And the Toyota driven by Xing Yun has already detoured into a small alley behind "Home Inn".

Ji He's heart suddenly moved, and Zhou Zhou was asked to drive the car over.When the two got out of the car and walked in front of Toyota, they found that the door was locked and there was no one in the car!Toyota's car windows did not have solar film, and they could clearly see a SLR on the back seat and the notebook Xing Yun used for the interview just now.

"Brother Ji?" Zhou Zhou also realized that something was wrong at this moment, and called out to Ji He.

Ji He's eyebrows twitched, and he told Zhou Zhou in a low voice: "Drive out and wait for me in a parking space at the door of 'Home Inn'."

Zhou Zhou nodded subconsciously, then woke up: "What about you?"

Ji He raised his legs and walked out of the alley, his voice was steady as usual: "Go to Home Inn for a walk. Don't follow me."

Ji He was not at peace. When he entered the hotel, he pressed the elevator on the first floor and went up to the third floor without asking the front desk.

His condition doesn't seem right either.Doing things only by one's intuition is simply inexplicable!When standing in the alley, I just looked up and felt that Xing Yun and the others had entered the "Home Inn" and lived in a room near the end of the alley on the third floor, but why did they think so?

At the end of the corridor on the third floor, Ji He pushed open a window in front of him and looked down.

At a glance, he saw the Toyota parked quietly.

The room numbers on the left and right sides are 301 and 302 respectively.

There was a sign "Please Clean Up Now" outside 301, Ji He frowned and knocked on the door of 302.No one came to answer.

He called the cleaner who was cleaning the next room, "Please open the door of this room. My friend is asleep."

The cleaner glanced at him vigilantly, and felt that he was not a bad person. He connected to the communication at the front desk, explained the situation, and then turned to look at Ji He: "Report your friend's name."

"...Xing Yun." Ji He paused and took a gamble.

The cleaner nodded, saying it was okay, and then came over and opened the door with the universal key.

A bloody smell hits the face!

The smell was so strong that the cleaner just opened the door and was stunned!

Ji He just stood silently at the door, didn't intend to go in, and frowned slightly.The ending is obvious, isn't it?

The cleaner felt that something was wrong, and walked into the room subconsciously, wanting to check the situation.

This is a spacious big bed room, the windows are not closed, the curtains are constantly swaying by the wind, the furnishings in the room are basically the same, there is a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bedside table, and there is a man wearing a camel vest lying on the bed. The man with a mustache, the bed sheet was originally white, but now it was splashed with spots of blood like a plum blossom, and the man's eyes were wide open, his hands were on his chest, as if he wanted to cover something, but In vain.

The cleaner yelled "Ah", and immediately shook his body. He reacted suddenly, picked up the communicator, and said tremblingly, "Something... something happened!"

Her eyes froze towards the door, and she was surprised to find that the young man who was standing at the door just now, wearing a mask and unable to see his face clearly, had disappeared.

Seeing Ji He's pale face, Zhou Zhou stretched out his hand worriedly to touch his forehead, "I don't have a fever."

Ji He looked up at him, and said in a low voice, "Drive home." After that, he adjusted the seat back, relaxed on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes.

Zhou Zhou turned the steering wheel and drove in the direction of the apartment, without saying a word all the way.As for what happened in the hotel, Zhou Zhou didn't dare to ask.

At a traffic light, a Range Rover with its windows ajar passed them by.

Fang Yize put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray of the car, and felt that the smell of smoke in the car was almost gone, so he closed the window.

The flickering lights on the road reflected in his deep and dark pupils, showing a somewhat deep meaning.

The screen of the mobile phone thrown on the co-pilot was on, and it stayed on the text message page.

"798, fox demon." The sender showed——

little beauty.

Ji He.

Fang Yize raised the corners of his mouth playfully and smiled.

This world is really crazy... Even an actor who takes acting as a profession has begun to pay attention to the matter of subjugating demons and exorcising demons!

After driving forward for a few minutes, Fang Yize suddenly stopped laughing.Several police cars stopped at the door of a "Home Inn", and the changing lights of the police lights were particularly eye-catching at night.There was also an ambulance parked at the door, and several doctors and nurses were busy coming in and out.

Fang Yize was shocked, he found a parking space and parked the car, and went to check the situation.

"Oh, that's miserable!" An aunt who came out for a walk at night whispered to the people next to her, her face full of excitement, "I heard that the dead man's heart was dug out!"

"It's true." The person next to him was also very curious, and followed the aunt to the front, "Is it going to be carried out later?"

Fang Yize's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brows, remembering the murder case in the underground parking lot he had seen before.

The deceased was also a man, and his heart was also dug out.

He raised his hand to separate the onlookers, raised his leg and walked towards a police officer who looked like a leader who was in command, patted the man on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Demon Subduing Master, brother, please help me."

The police officer turned his head and saw a black stamped plastic-sealed certificate handed out by Fang Yize.

"The Demon Subduing Masters Association, the Imperial Capital General Association, the first class demon subduing master, Fang Yize."