Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

She is usually quite confident in all aspects of herself.

But from the brief contact between the two, Yang Xiaoqing clearly felt that Yan Jun's eyes were trying to avoid him.

Hate it?

Not quite.

Curiosity and frustration inspired her unyielding fighting spirit, Yang Xiaoqing continued to ask, "Then why don't you dare to look at me?"

This question made Yan Jun both embarrassed and irritable.

It was precisely because she saw the extremely discordant scene before Yang Xiaoqing's death through the upgraded eyes of supervision, so out of respect for her, she tried to block this memory from her brain as much as possible.

But this very sensitive woman was aware of her small gesture.

Not only found, but also kept asking.

What do you want me to answer?

Don't you feel embarrassed to say it?

Yan Jun simply pretended not to hear, closed his eyes and said nothing.

But the more he looked like this, the more curious Yang Xiaoqing became, and he kept asking questions.

But she changed her strategy this time, and her tone suddenly became very gentle: "Yan Jun, we have been in contact with each other for more than two days, and it can be considered that we have experienced life and death and shared weal and woe. I take you as the kind of hero who saves the world, and I'd love to be your friend. If you have any dissatisfaction with your sister, you might as well say it directly. My sister promises not to be angry and will work hard to correct it."

Yang Xiaoqing's words, one sister at a time, are both praise and closeness. Although it is wishful thinking, it also invisibly brings the relationship between the two closer.

She is actually a very smart woman, and she is quite thoughtful.

She knew that Yan Jun was worth more than she could even dream of.

Ning Zhiguo, the richest man in Jiangcheng, before Yan Jun showed any ability, exchanged hundreds of millions for the opportunity of his daughter to be in the same room with him.

What's more, now?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoqing felt a little excited in her heart.

She was glad that she didn't follow Yan Jun's orders to stay in the safe house in the parking lot just now, and fought for a chance to be alone with him.

You can use this time to establish a preliminary friendship with Yan Jun and post a 'talisman' for your future life.

With this in mind, Yang Xiaoqing raised his right foot quietly, and the speed of the car dropped unconsciously.

Yan Jun opened his eyes and looked straight ahead.

It is impossible not to speak.

The woman was a little noisy, and she spoke in a tea-like manner, which made Yan Jun get goosebumps.

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"Of course!"

Yang Xiaoqing drove the car and turned to look at Yan Jun. Seeing that Yan Jun still didn't look at him, he felt helpless and distressed.

"Well then..." Yan Jun sighed.

But just when Yang Xiaoqing pricked up his ears to listen carefully, Yan Jun suddenly said, "I think it's better that you don't know."

The voice fell.

Yang Xiaoqing was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, the two dimples on his face were bulging with anger, and said bitterly: "Stinky brother!"

"Please hurry up."

At a speed of thirty miles, Yan Jun sat in the car like on pins and needles.

His time is very precious, and if he drags on like this, if the serial killer escapes, it will really be a needle in a haystack.

Yan Jun could probably guess in his heart that if he could find this person through Yang Xiaoqing, the lucky capsule must have played a role.

The words fall.

Yang Xiaoqing had no choice but to speed up.

At this time, she noticed through the rearview mirror that the black SUV was also accelerating, and followed closely behind her, and a trace of tension flashed in her eyes: "Yan Jun! We seem to be being followed!"

"Drive in peace."

Yan Jun explained speechlessly, "Didn't you recognize Captain Zhou's car?"

"what?"

Yang Xiaoqing was stunned, and became even more puzzled.

"Yan Jun, can you tell me what happened? Why did you come to my house?"

She is smart, but she doesn't open the perspective of God like Yan Jun. It is impossible to guess that the murderer of the 418 serial J murder case is hiding in her own home at the moment.

Yan Jun turned his head sideways, his eyes narrowed slowly.

this problem……

It is possible to tell her the truth, which is a vaccination in advance to prepare her psychologically.

"Want to know?"

"Yeah." Yang Xiaoqing nodded, looking straight ahead.

"Hold the steering wheel, concentrate on driving, keep calm, don't be nervous no matter what you hear, can you do it?" Yan Jun asked, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Uh……"

After Yang Xiaoqing heard Yan Jun say this, her expression was a little stunned.

The next second, she took a deep breath, and a firm look flashed in her eyes: "I can do it!"

"it is good!"

Yan Jun looked out the window nonchalantly and asked, "You know the serial murder case reported today, right?"

"I know, what's wrong?"

Yang Xiaoqing frowned slightly, wondering why Yan Jun suddenly mentioned this.

"The murderer is hiding in your house right now!"

"what?!!"

The fluttering words instantly made Yang Xiaoqing's complexion change, and a hint of panic appeared on his face.

Think about it.

The fear that came from the depths of her soul made her cold, and the hand holding the steering wheel trembled involuntarily.

"You have been vaccinated, please drive with confidence?"

Yan Jun is a little speechless about this Yang Xiaoqing.

The psychological quality is not good, but the curiosity is quite heavy.

Hearing Yan Jun's unflattering sarcasm, Yang Xiaoqing had no temper at all, took a deep breath, and tried to keep himself calm.

do not be afraid!

With Yan Jun here, everything will be fine!

Soon, the vehicle drove into Ruian Community and parked in the underground garage of the 15th building.

When entering the gate, the vehicles were unobstructed, and Yan Jun found that there was no property in this originally good community.

No wonder this crazy murderer can easily get in!

The two entered the elevator.

After Yan Jun pressed down on the floor, he suddenly felt that Yang Xiaoqing's breathing became a little faster next to him, obviously still a little nervous.

"It was fine just now, how come..."

Yan Jun chuckled, glanced at the death countdown above her head, and said lightly, "Don't worry, it's alright."

"Um."

Yang Xiaoqing nodded and suddenly asked, "I saw Captain Zhou's car in the parking lot just now? Why didn't they come up together?"

"You can come up, but you don't have to."

Yan Jun said with a relaxed expression, "I can handle this murderer alone!"

Yan Jun's confidence and domineering instantly gave Yang Xiaoqing an inexplicable sense of security.

Ding!

On the eighth floor, the elevator doors opened.

The two walked out of the elevator, not in a hurry to catch the turtle in the urn for the gangster.

Yan Jun turned his head slightly, still did not look at Yang Xiaoqing, lowered his voice and spoke slowly.