After the Doomsday Rebirth, I Went Into the Escape Game

Lin Rurui flashed sideways, twisting the wrist of the caller, and abruptly squeezing his bones in the screams. One knee lifted up and hit the murderer's abdomen with a violent impact.

The murderer retched, his face pale, and he threw out uncontrollably. Lin Rurui grabbed his back collar and pulled him aside to prevent his vomit from splashing on the little girl.

"It's done, come in." Lin Rurui pressed the headset and said.

Soon, the staff for the follow-up clearance arrived. The murderer was about 195 in height. He was a very sturdy middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, thick nose and thick lips, and a plain face that would disappear at any time when thrown into the crowd. No one knows whether this is what he is.

The murderer was in a cold sweat from the severe pain of a broken wrist and the abdomen that was almost hit by a knee. The female plainclothes that entered the bathroom before was knocked out by him and hid in the crack of the door, so Lin Rurui didn't notice anything unusual.

"Really cunning." Duan Xiao sighed with emotion.

The follow-up personnel easily subdued the murderer. He received two blows from Lin Rurui, and basically lost the strength to continue to act, and collapsed on the ground like a dead dog. Lin Rurui broke the rope that was rudely tied to Zhao Ying'er, slapped the little **** the cheek and forehead with cold water, and quickly awakened the person.

Zhao Ying'er seemed to have the unreality of being trapped in a nightmare. Her eyes drifted for a while, and she threw herself on Gao Mawei and wailed loudly. The sad and stern cry broke the hearts of many people present.

Lin Rurui felt a gloomy sight. She turned her head, it turned out that she was the murderer who was struggling in vain with her back and shoulders pressed and her face pressed against the cold floor tiles. He slanted his eyes and glared at her from the bottom up.

At the exclamation of the clearing staff, Lin Rurui walked over, grabbed his hair and beat him. With the first punch, all the teeth on the left half of the murderer flew out, and his gums were puffy. With the second punch, the murderer's eyeballs burst with small blood veins, and he died in pain. She was about to throw the third punch, Duan Xiao put her arms from behind and dragged the person away.

"Come on, we have to go to **** to interrogate him if you continue to fight."

Lin Rurui calmed down and wiped the blood from the front of the fist. It's a pity that she should hold back a little bit, and shouldn't let the murderer pass out so easily. She wanted to ask him, pinching her hands on the girl's soft neck, watching the fragile life disappear in her hands, would it make him happy? Did that frail and thirst for survival never wake him up at midnight?

Before today, Lin Rurui might not have been so angry. Just now the girl was sitting next to Zhao Ying'er. She heard the girl's mother call her and asked when she would go home. She had old duck soup at home. She also has family members who are waiting for her to go back without knowing the bad news.

Duan Xiao pressed Lin Rurui on a seat in the restaurant. She lost control of her emotions because of the emotion. The blue veins on the forehead jumped bulgingly, and the temperature of the whole body rose sharply. The elbow was resting on the dining table, and the tablecloth ignited as soon as the fingertips touched it. She was still expressionless as usual, but her expressionless face at the moment seemed a bit shocking.

Duan Xiao consciously couldn't fight it, and after pressing her on the seat, he began to call Tang Chu.

In the busy beep, Lin Rurui's eyes fell aimlessly in the crowd. She saw Zhao Yinger. The woman in plain clothes who was knocked unconscious in the toilet was comforting her, putting her coat on her, and walking out of the crowd with her shoulders. I probably thought it was because of my colleagues, no one cared about it. Everyone's mind is on the victim and how to explain to the victim's family.

Lin Rurui recalled the face in plain clothes, only remembering that it was a face with kind facial features and a bee brooch on her chest, delicate and beautiful. No other plain clothes have such brooches.

I always feel a bit wrong.

Duan Xiaogang got on the phone and suddenly saw Lin Rurui standing up, pulling away from the crowd, and ran out of the periphery. She caught plainclothes and Zhao Ying'er at the corner of the street, and after another turn, they were all gone.

Fortunately, Lin Rurui's nose is very good, she remembers the smell of perfume on Zhao Yinger's body. She has a blind face, can't remember people, and the smell is more iconic to her than her face. Just like every time she smelled the faint fragrance of blue wind chimes, she knew that Tang Chu was around her.

The perfume used by Zhao Yinger is a very small brand, and the crowds on the commercial street are bustling, and the smell is like a violent torrent, which envelops her, regardless of things.

Zhao Ying'er found that the plainclothes had taken her away from the position more and more, her tears gradually stopped because of doubt, who is this person? She originally thought she was a plainclothes police officer, so she trusted her unconditionally. But she took Zhao Yinger to a remote place. Not to take her to record her confession, nor to take her home.

She stood still and refused to leave. The plainclothes turned his face, it was a gentle and mellow female face, but his eyes were diametrically opposite and fierce! She was about to scream when her plain clothes suddenly covered her mouth and pushed her hard into the alley.

When Lin Rurui chased the ethereal breath and came to a quiet alley, his plainclothes was showing a sharp knife, about to stab Zhao Ying'er.

The previous middle-aged man was just a killer hired by him to conceal people's ears, the real murderer disguised as plainclothes!

A scorching flame knife carried a stream of fire to cut the air, cut off the arm of the plainclothes, and nailed it straight into the wall. 'Plainclothes' looked back at Lin Rurui, not even in love with war, and squeezed into the crowd with his severed hand spurting blood. The crowd exclaimed, but the plainclothes disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He changed his appearance again, but it didn't matter, Lin Rurui had already remembered his smell.

In order to avoid Zhao Yinger being alone, Lin Rurui took her by her side. The smell of the murderer disappeared in front of a coffee shop. This cafe is very close to the restaurant where Lin Rurui was before, just a block away. When Lin Rurui walked in, she smashed into one person severely.

"Sister Chu?"

Lin Rurui backhanded her subconsciously to prevent Tang Chu from falling to the ground. As soon as Tang Chu received a call from Duan Xiao, Lin Rurui's worries prevailed. Just kidding, Lin Rurui's emotions are hard to pick up, and the end is not fun.

She sent a message to the CEO who hadn't come back since going to the bathroom. Regardless of whether the other party returned, she picked up her bag and settled the bill and went out in a hurry. Unexpectedly, I met Lin Rurui at the door.

Lin Rurui raised her head and glanced at the sign of the cafe, and then at the left and right behind her: "You said you were visiting the mall with your friends."

"Yeah." Tang Chu was also a ruthless person. After a brief hustle and bustle, he straightened his hair and said, "If you are tired from shopping, come and have a coffee."

"What about your friend?" Just looking at Lin Rurui's expression, I couldn't tell whether she believed the rhetoric or not.

"I just left." Tang Chu saw that she was in good condition and there was no tendency to lose control of her emotions, so he secretly relieved.

At this moment, she saw Zhao Ying'er behind Lin Rurui, her eyes down, and she fell on the hands held by the two. When Zhao Ying'er met her gaze, somehow she couldn't help but wince.

"Lin Rurui!" Tang Chu exploded.

Lin Rurui immediately let go of Zhao Ying'er's hand: "Sister Chu, listen to my explanation. I did this for a reason..."

Zhao Yinger: "..."

Even if she was still immersed in the grief of the bereavement, she couldn't help but think: These two people have a leg! Definitely have a leg!

Before the beginning of Tang Dynasty had time to make unreasonable troubles, the CEO finally finished going to the toilet and chased him out of the restaurant when he saw the news from Tang Chu.

"Miss Tang! Miss Tang! Don't rush away, didn't we have a good chat just now?"

He raised his eyes to see Lin Rurui. He seemed to know Lin Rurui, but he didn't expect Lin Rurui to be here, suddenly showing a look mixed with surprise and subtle panic.

Lin Rurui snorted: "Oh? With friends? Shopping?"

Early Tang: "..."

She said with a pretentious voice that she couldn't listen to: "Brother Rui, you listen to the explanation~"

Five minutes later, the four people with a weird and subtle atmosphere returned to the original table, and two new cups of coffee were added to the table.

When sitting down, Lin Rurui sniffed the smell in the air: "Mr. Wang, are you injured?"

The CEO was surnamed Wang, he stiffened a bit unchecked, and he laughed and said, "Why do you say that?"

Hearing Lin Rurui's words in the early Tang Dynasty, he noticed the strong drug breath on the CEO. It smells a bit like styptic powder. Did he have this smell before? Tang Chu couldn't remember it anymore, she was disgusted when she saw this person, let alone pay attention to the smell of him.

Lin Rurui said, "You are sweating profusely." She smiled, the kind of very shallow, superficial smile, a beam of winter sun without temperature.

"Yes, it is true. When I was cooking the day before yesterday, I accidentally dropped the kitchen knife on the ground and cut my toe." He gestured to take off his shoes, "I can show you."

Early Tang rolled his eyes, really wanting to remind him to pay attention to public etiquette, no one in the coffee shop wanted to smell his feet.

Lin Rurui seemed very surprised: "This is unnecessary. Why are you eager to prove to me? I don't distrust you."