Cat Demon and Hypnotized Urban

The light and shadow of the ten fingers fell on Chu Yao's face. In the morning light, it was his fair skin and mysterious smile.

Very happy, the fingertips regained their full luster.

The person next to the pillow is still fast asleep.

Maybe this should be the end of it.

When he came home and saw the ajar door of the apartment, Chu Yao had a bad feeling.

Cigarette butts and beer cans all over the place, torn paper towels and sofa lint everywhere, overturned trash cans, and sticky plastic products.

Hearing Chu Yao enter the door, Xin nimbly jumped onto the dining table, and had already prepared an innocent expression to welcome him.

Chu Yao's face darkened in an instant, and she threw her schoolbag and coat on the floor of the entrance, took a few strides towards Xin, grabbed it by the neck, and threw it into the bathroom.

Pull the door hard to lock it.The shrill screams were firmly locked inside.

"Chu Yao, I was wrong..."

"Listen to me explaining that I didn't mean to..."

Chu Yao first heard a little girl crying and banging on the door, but after a while it turned into the hoarse voice of an old man.

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Chu Yao looked down and saw a red scratch mark on the back of his hand, and the report in the newspaper under his feet.

"The fashion circle exposed the unspoken rules and the shady protagonist lost both fame and fortune."

The mark on the back of the hand was already oozing blood.

"I don't care about this matter." Chu Yao walked over and knocked on the door, "The condition is that you have to do me a favor."

Follow-up to the unspoken rules from our newspaper: The new editor-in-chief of "Lost" magazine died suddenly at home three days after taking office. Qiu, the new editor-in-chief of "Lost" magazine, was found to have died unexpectedly at home today. There was no other trauma except that the face of the corpse was damaged by a sharp weapon. A large amount of sleeping pills were found in the stomach of the deceased and at the scene of the corpse.According to insiders, the deceased had no history of taking sleeping pills during his lifetime.The police have been involved in the investigation as soon as possible, but no valuable clues have been found according to the results of on-site technical inspections.The police may start the investigation from the deceased's interpersonal relationship, and the possibility of homicide is not ruled out for the time being.

"Lost" magazine is one of the fashion publications in the industry in recent years. Its high-quality and high-level content has won the appreciation of professionals and the public's reputation.But the former editor-in-chief's...

"Hey?"

"Chu Yao. Are you at school?"

It's...it's Han Quin.

"I..." Chu Yao silently closed the newspaper and put it on the return stand, and instinctively walked quickly towards the school gate.

On the phone, Han Que ordered solemnly: "Don't move. I saw you."

Ten seconds later, the well-dressed man appeared in front of him again.

Chu Yao glanced at him as if avoiding him, and walked around him again.

Han Que stopped him: "Listen, Chu Yao, I didn't come to ask you anything. I wasn't surprised that you left without saying goodbye that morning. I understand that you have your thoughts and your ways, but these I All acceptable."

Chu Yao didn't respond, and stood there quietly, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Han Que took a step closer and lowered his voice: "Qiu Heming is dead. According to people, he died quite strangely."

Chu Yao secretly swallowed, her palms were sweating.

"My resignation has also been confirmed. I was still handing over to him yesterday, and we had dinner together in the evening."

"then you……"

Facing his worried expression, Han Que smiled calmly: "I'm fine. I'm just worried that you will be involved."

"If that day comes, you... take care of yourself."

So... he came to say this?

Chu Yao felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Han Qun's expression changed, he patted Chu Yao's shoulder again with a smile, and nodded as if comforting: "Take care of yourself."

Chu Yao turned around and saw two plainclothes men walking towards him.

Haruka played a new trick again.

Amazing, as expected, the longer you live, the more courageous you become.

It is a big crime to have killed someone.

Hahaha, shouldn't he have died long ago?

……

The drizzle was like silk.

The dead branches and leaves covered on the ground are rotting, peacefully waiting for rebirth.

A torn paper figurine stood beside the wet stone tablet.The green smoke was faint, peacefully lingering around the paper figurine, burning tirelessly like this.

"almost."

Hearing the sound, Elder Tu and Ban Su jumped over, shaking the raindrops off their bodies at the stele.

"Please go, both of you."

Qing Yan circled in the air, and Xi Xi's voice was meaningful: "Click to the end."

Chu Yao pulled the rope of the hood and quickened his pace.

He thought that now he should go home and ask that little bastard what he did, instead of being called by that bastard Banxi to come to the bar with a text message.

It's just a matter of playing with things and losing one's mind.

"You're late again."

"It's raining and traffic jams." Chu Yao made up excuses calmly.

As soon as he sat down next to Bansu, the beautiful woman who had been staring at him since he entered the door leaned over.Flaming red lips, low V skirt.The sexy tight leather jacket set off the two huge peaks on the chest.

"Hey handsome, what would you like to drink?"

Chu Yao glanced at Ban Su, then looked up at the beautiful woman's slightly dull right eye, took out her wallet and threw it on the table, twitching the corner of her mouth unnaturally: "I didn't know Elder Tu had such Interested."

Madara frowned: "Give him a Coke."

"why?"

"Do you have to act like a minor?"

"Oh, the first day you met me?"

"Do you two have to quarrel now?" Elder Tu stopped impatiently, took the wallet and patted his hand, "The money is enough for you to open a private room."

Elder Tu pulled Chu Yao and Ban Su into the box one by one, and the whistles behind him were endless.

"Okay. I don't have much time." Elder Tu spread his hands and decided to make a long story short, "Chu Yao, Xi is very dissatisfied with you."

Chu Yao looked at both of them with a knowing expression: "Because of the one named Qiu?"

Just be honest with yourself.Ban Su suddenly pulled Chu Yao's collar and pressed it on the sofa: "We don't do things like taking human lives. You know this better than anyone else."

"that's not me……"

"Isn't it wrong to kill someone with a borrowed knife?"

"Banxi, listen to my explanation, okay..."

"Don't look at me like that, you know we'll believe everything you say!"

"I didn't intend to..."

"Blindfold him." Elder Tu calmly walked over and pulled off the black silk scarf around his neck.

Is it really necessary?Chu Yao suddenly felt so helpless.

"Go ahead."

"I asked Xin to go." Chu Yao sighed, his hands were cut behind his back and he couldn't move at all.

"Tell me something we don't know."

Chu Yao was suspicious: "How do you know this?"

Ban Su tightened her hands, pinching Chu Yao so much that she almost cried out.He could even hear the knuckles of his wrists crackling.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you..." Chu Yao let out another breath, "Han Que was killed by that surnamed Qiu. I just... on a whim, wanted to teach him a lesson for him."

"What a whim." Elder Tu, who was manicuring his nails, interrupted abruptly, "Let's get to the point."

"I didn't intend to kill him. I just asked Xin to scratch his face twice. That's all."

Elder Tu took back her silk scarf: "Maybe there are others. We just don't know."

"He died after taking medicine." Ban Su was persistent, "Doesn't ordinary people kill people in this way without leaving any traces?"

Elder Tu shrugged: "The world is bigger than we thought."

Ban Su let go of her hand, with a puzzled expression on her face: "Do you believe what he said?"

"I believe it." Elder Tu tied the silk scarf again, "He can lie to us, but he dare not break his promise to Yu Xi. Isn't he?"

Xi finally moved out.Ban Su was speechless.

Chu Yao sat comfortably on the sofa, moved his wrist slowly, raised his chin, and inspected the two people in front of him sharply:

"Do you know what it means if no one else killed Qiu Heming that night?"

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