Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Yan Jun took a deep breath, turned his head slightly, and tried his best not to have more associations when facing her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the death countdown above her head.

1765!

1764!

1763!

Less than half an hour left.

The time driving home plus the time the serial J killer committed the violence is about the same.

"Jun... Brother Jun?"

When Yang Xiaoqing saw Yan Jun next to her car, her expression was slightly stunned.

Her job is to organize and record the information files of No. 9 Safe House, and she can obtain these textual information every day, big and small things happen.

From this information, she draws a conclusion.

Yan Jun suddenly found someone, which means that the god of death is about to harvest this person's life.

Now Yan Jun has found himself...

After thinking for a while, Yang Xiaoqing's face suddenly turned pale.

Even if she was confident enough to think that Yan Jun would be able to protect herself, the fear before death could not be eliminated.

"Uh, you'd better call me Yan Jun."

Yan Jun turned his head and said something, always feeling a little awkward to be called by a young lady older than him, "Netizens call it that, and I'm used to it."

Yang Xiaoqing's eyes flashed, and he took a deep breath, with a slight trembling in his tone: "Is the god of death going to shoot me?"

As a staff member of the Shenwei Bureau, she has strong working ability and good mental quality.

But in the face of death, no one can maintain a peaceful mind.

Yan Jun turned his head to look at the sunset on the horizon, and instead of giving her a positive answer, he stretched out his hand.

"Give me your address, house keys, and car keys."

"Don't go home tonight, just make do with a night in the safe house."

Yan Jun did not choose to tell the truth about what happened to her next, after all, the way of death was too cruel.

Even if she can stop all this, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not have nightmares at night after knowing this.

Hearing Yan Jun's words, Yang Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, and without too much hesitation, she took out a pen and paper from her bag and wrote down her address, and then put it in Yan Jun's hand together with the key.

1701!

55126!

55125!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for saving a life, +1 merit point!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the death countdown above Yang Xiaoqing's head had changed, and a system prompt sounded in his mind.

Yan Jun breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the address written on the paper, opened the car door with the key, and quickly sat in the cab.

"Huh? Why doesn't your car have a clutch?"

Yang Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, and then explained in a low voice, dumbfounded: "Automatically, you... can you drive it?"

"it should be no problem."

Yan Jun put in a forward gear, stepped down on the accelerator, followed by another one on the brakes.

Chi - the tires rubbed nearly a meter on the ground.

Yang Xiaoqing helped her forehead, she was speechless and wanted to laugh.

...

Monitor indoors.

More than a dozen high-level executives, including Sun Ju, also couldn't help laughing when they saw such a scene through the pinhole camera hidden in Yan Jun's neckline.

"This... do you want to arrange another driver for Yan Jun?"

"No, still listen to Yan Jun."

Bureau Sun shook his head: "A son of heaven who dares to play Russian roulette with the god of death, I don't think any accident will happen while driving."

"I didn't expect that the next target of this serial killer would be Yang Xiaoqing!"

A colleague took a deep breath and couldn't help sighing: "It's terrible! If it wasn't for Yan Jun, I'm afraid..."

"I remember that when Yang Xiaoqing came to the monitoring room at noon, Yan Jun's expression was indeed a bit wrong."

Another colleague nodded: "It seems that he must have seen the death picture of Yang Xiaoqing, so he knows the appearance of Jiang Bing."

"If you say that, it can fully explain Yan Jun's previous behavior."

Chen Hanwen smiled: "I have to say, this is too coincidental."

"What a coincidence!"

Bureau Sun let out a sigh of relief: "If it wasn't so coincidental, the murderer of this serial murder case would have harmed many innocent people!"

...

After Yan Jun figured out how to drive the automatic transmission, he was ready to start again.

"By the way, your danger has not been lifted, so stay in the safe house at night and don't run around."

Yan Jun just reminded him casually, who knew that Yang Xiaoqing's face changed suddenly, and shouted a little excitedly: "Wait a minute!!"

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Kezheng retracted his foot when he was about to step on the accelerator, and glanced at Yang Xiaoqing outside the window with a puzzled look on his face.

"Uh, I'll come with you, I'll drive."

Yang Xiaoqing bit her lip, with a hint of request in her tone.

Her idea is very simple, it is safest to be by Yan Jun's side.

Seeing that Yan Jun was thinking about it, Yang Xiaoqing pursed her lips and whispered, "Don't worry, I will definitely not cause trouble for you."

"Then... let's do it!"

Yan Jun doesn't care, he is afraid that this Yang Xiaoqing will have some psychological burden after seeing certain scenes.

But since she said so, it's okay to promise her.

With yourself, everything is under control.

Yan Jun sat in the co-pilot, and Yang Xiaoqing started the car.

Before leaving, Yan Jun glanced at the death countdown above her head and found that there was no abnormality, so he casually looked out the window.

Another black SUV followed after the vehicle exited the gate of Safe Room 9.

...

Yang Xiaoqing's home is Ruian Community, a relatively prosperous area before Jiangcheng City.

About twenty minutes away.

Yan Jun sat in the car and had nothing to talk to her, so he closed his eyes and rested.

"Yan Jun?"

Yang Xiaoqing was driving the car and saw that Yan Jun ignored him at all. After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help but whispered something, and the name changed.

She also felt that it was more natural to call it that.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Jun tilted his head sideways, his eyes did not open.

"Can I ask you a question?"

Yang Xiaoqing saw that Yan Jun hadn't turned her head to look at her, her distress returned to distress, but she was more convinced of the guess in her heart.

as a woman.

A woman with a delicate mind and excellent work ability.

Her sixth sense is quite accurate.

"Ask." Yan Jun replied calmly.

"How do I feel about you... You don't seem to dare to look at me?"

Yang Xiaoqing bit her lip and asked her doubts.

After asking, I felt the atmosphere was a little stiff, and quickly said in a relaxed and mocking tone: "I don't look very fierce, do I?"

"Not fierce."

Yan Jun's succinct answer almost choked Yang Xiaoqing to death.

This emotional intelligence... how did he capture Ning Xuefang's heart?

Really stupid people have stupid blessings?

It shouldn't be, it usually looks quite clever.

Yang Xiaoqing was speechless in his heart.