He Has To Be Human, Right? !

When Zuo Huai woke up, he found Ye Ying sitting beside the bed.

She was wrapping gauze when she heard a voice look up: "Are you awake?"

Watching her movements, Zuo Huai inexplicably remembered an ancient poem - "The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer".

He looked at her kind expression with horror.

Zuo Huai trembled: "I'm already dead?"

Otherwise, why are there hallucinations?

Ye Ying: "...If this is your wish, I don't mind helping you realize it now."

Zuo Huai looked around suspiciously, and found that he was in a luxurious suite on a cruise ship.

He and Ye Ying were forced to the edge of the deck just now, they thought they would die, but Huang Xize appeared in time, his heart relaxed, and he passed out again.

Thinking of this, Zuo Huai sat up abruptly, with a look of panic on his face: "Where is Second Master Qiao?"

Getting up too fast, dizziness and pain all over the body suddenly hit. Ye Ying hurriedly stood up and supported his shoulder: "He's fine."

"Really?" Zuo Huai was still worried: "When he was on the deck, he was motionless—I obviously tried my best to protect him with my body!"

"..."

Ye Ying looked at him wordlessly, Zuo Huai didn't understand, and went in: "What?"

"He fainted because of lack of oxygen." Ye Ying hesitated and said again: "You squeezed him so hard that you passed out."

Zuo Huai: "..."

He looked around and said about him with a guilty conscience: "I seem to have caught a glimpse of Hu Erye just now..."

"Second Master Hu?" Ye Ying frowned, puzzled, and then turned around: "Ah! You mean Hu Fengyao?"

She looked up at the dark river outside the porthole, and said with distant eyes: "If there is no accident, there has been an accident."

Zuo Huai: "..."

He sighed: "Second Master Qiao was spelled by that old man and revealed his original form. I didn't expect his original form to be so small... I don't know if he will take revenge on me when he wakes up."

"No," Ye Ying gently comforted: "He won't remember it."

Zuo Huai looked at her suspiciously: "How do you know?"

"Because he is an old catfish." Ye Ying replied frankly: "Have you never heard of old catfish with dementia?"

Zuo Huai: "..."

My old aunt, I don't know how many surprises you have.

"Okay, I'll be relieved when you wake up." Ye Ying put down the gauze wrapped like a ball of wool, and clapped her hands: "I'm going to find Huang Xize."

She walked out of the room and closed the door, but when she turned around, she saw a familiar face not far away.

Ye Ying was very surprised, she was stunned for a second before walking towards him: "Officer Yan? Why are you here?"

The resolute and heroic man was stunned when he saw her: "Miss Ye?"

His tone was not very sure, because the Ye Ying at this time was quite different from the one he saw before.

In Yan Feng's impression, the pairing of this quick-married couple was a bit strange.

The man is so handsome that he doesn't look like a real person, with a lot of money, he is the dream lover of countless people. The woman is very simple, with a plain face. Although his facial features could be seen to be pretty, his face was haggard and gloomy, and he looked like a social animal.

He is not someone who judges others by their appearance. His first reaction when he saw this group was to wonder if the husband of this family treated his wife badly.

But judging by his behavior of risking his life to save his wife, that's not the case.

But now, the woman in front of her had loose black hair and was wearing a well-cut evening gown. A face is carefully drawn, eye-catching and beautiful.

Only then did he realize that the two of them were indeed a perfect couple.

Ye Ying glanced towards the deck subconsciously: "Did you receive the alarm?"

It turned out to be Yan Feng, an old acquaintance, who came, which she did not expect.

Yan Feng also nodded, looking at Ye Ying who had met three times in just over a month, his mood was very complicated: "Can you show me the scene?"

Ye Ying understood his eyes and sighed: "I feel like Conan now."

Wherever she goes, there will be accidents—speaking of it, it seems that since she lived in that haunted house, life has become more exciting.

Zuo Huai actually told her fortune telling her that her luck was about to start, what a ghost...

The fourth floor is the area for luxury suites, while the crime scene is in the standard rooms on the first floor. The two went down the spiral staircase, and Ye Ying sighed: "It's really not easy to be rich. Poor people like me don't even have a car, but they actually have a cruise ship."

Yan Feng raised his eyebrows, and said leisurely: "Is this a new generation of Versailles?"

Ye Ying was stunned for a moment, partly because she didn't react, and partly because the serious police officer Yanda made a joke which was rare.

Soon she turned the corner, thinking of Huang Xize's financial ability, she couldn't laugh or cry: "That's right, I forgot, I'm also a rich woman."

As she spoke, she raised her hand, circled her thumb and index finger in a circle, and blinked narrowly.

Her tone was frank, and she did not evade at all that she was married into a wealthy family, turning a sparrow into a phoenix. There is no pretending to be lofty, and there is no getting carried away.

On the contrary, there was a kind of vulgarity that was not annoying, and the corners of Yan Feng's mouth curled up when he saw it.

The two quickly reached the first floor, the room at the corner of the corridor.

Yan Feng pushed open the door, and Ye Ying walked in, stunned for a moment.

The furnishings in the room were as neat and tidy as before.

But the problem is...it's too clean.

There was no trace of violent disputes at all, she clearly remembered that Zuo Huai was dripping with blood, staining his own clothes and staining the carpet under his feet.

Moreover, the person she kicked with all her might knocked down the coffee table, and then fell on Yuan Zhen who was on the sofa.

But now, the coffee table is neatly arranged, and the blood under his feet has disappeared.

Ye Ying frowned, it shouldn't be!

She clearly counted, and the people in the room chased her to the deck after they realized it.

Could it be that Yuan Zhen is so virtuous that he cleaned the house before coming out?

Suddenly, Yan Feng's voice behind him was low: "Hello?"

He frowned and listened to the voice on the phone: "Interrogation? What did you say?"

The voice fell, and one hand grabbed his cell phone.

Yan Feng looked up at Ye Ying in surprise, lowered his arms obediently, and asked without knowing, "What's wrong?"

Ye Ying didn't answer, just looked at his mobile phone screen with wide eyes.

Signal... full?

But when she was hiding outside the door, the phone was clearly out of service...

no, I can not.

The cruise ship has been driving on the water, and occasionally there will be areas where the signal cannot be covered, which is also normal.

Ye Ying obviously thought this way in her heart, but her body reacted in the opposite way—she paused, turned around and walked out.

Yan Feng caught a glimpse of her expression, and his expression became serious. Putting the phone back to her ear, she said "I'll talk about it later" before walking away with long legs and following her.

Ye Ying walked faster and faster, as if she was eager to prove something. Following the escape route she remembered after saving Zuo Huai, she turned a few corners and reached out to push open the familiar door.

Then, the pupils closed instantly.

This is... the lobby...

Ye Ying stood there blankly, looking at the empty dance floor. In order to avoid panic, the organizer of this party, Tiancheng Group, has gathered the VIPs outside to watch the fireworks show.

Yan Feng also followed her into the door, frowning, looking at the empty and gorgeous hall in front of him, and then at Ye Ying.

But Ye Ying threw out a sentence of "Oops", and looked back at him: "Where did you lock Yuan Zhen?!"

Yan Feng didn't answer, turned around and ran to the cabin where Yuan Zhen was locked.

Ye Ying followed closely behind, and the thin woman actually kept up with the police officer who had been training for a long time without the slightest reluctance.

Yuan Zhen was locked in the crew room on the first floor nearby, which was convenient for the two of them. Yan Feng knocked on the door hastily and called out his name, but there was no movement in the room.

He frowned, and just about to take action, Ye Ying's voice came from behind: "I'll do it."

Yan Feng was taken aback for a moment, but reflexively, he turned sideways subconsciously.

At the same second, a slender foot kicked **** the door!

After a loud bang, the door panel fell to the ground.

Yan Feng was dumbfounded: "..."

Breathtaking.

For the first time, Police Officer Yan, who was not expressing emotion or expression, turned pale in shock. Ye Ying noticed his gaze and said lightly: "It's okay, it's just one door... My husband is rich."

Is this the problem? !

Are you a devil muscle man? !

Ye Ying ignored Yan Feng's shock, she poked her head into the narrow room and paused.

Yan Feng couldn't care less about watching the aliens, he looked into the room, startled again.

The two guards fell unconscious on the ground, but Yuan Zhen, who was supposed to be handcuffed in the room, disappeared!

He looked at the destroyed door in shock—obviously, the lock was still locked from the inside the second before Ye Ying kicked it open.

Yan Feng couldn't believe it, his eyes glanced at the opened handcuffs.

After receiving the alarm, the police took a cruise ship on a speedboat, because they were afraid that the suspect would escape. The porthole of this room is so small, and there are all their people outside. How did Yuan Zhen, a haggard old man, knock down two strong police officers and disappear out of thin air? !

…

In the empty hall, there is only the bartender behind the bar and a lonely customer in front of the bar.

There are several cups in front of Ye Ying's eyes, and she is drinking sullenly.

She is not an alcoholic, but what happened tonight always made her feel powerless beyond control.

...Although, she hadn't fully controlled anything in her previous life.

The woman's loose curly hair matched the slightly red ear tips, giving off a kind of lazy lingering.

The slender figure sat down, and a familiar breath came from beside him: "A glass of Negroni."

Ye Ying rested her chin on her hands and looked sideways at him. Because of the drunkenness, there was water in his eyes, shining brightly under the ambiguous light.

She looked at the man in front of her, and after a while, she suddenly said: "You seem to be white."

Huang Xize didn't expect her to say such a sentence, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

He was about to say something when suddenly a hand was stretched out in front of his eyes.

Her fingers didn't touch his skin, just lightly brushed his eyelashes. This is a wonderful experience, with a slight itch that spreads to the bottom of my heart.

Huang Xize lowered his eyes slightly, letting Ye Ying's slender fingertips brush past his eyes, almost pampering her inexplicable behavior.

Ye Ying's hand fell on his knee, he held it, and caressed it carefully.

In the man's slender and powerful hand, the woman's slender wrist is like a soft and tender seedling, intertwined with his fingers.

Ye Ying made a small sound like a sigh, and slowly put her head on his shoulder: "Yuan Zhen...you can't find it."

She was careless. How can it be so simple for someone who can make her feel as if she is facing a cockroach?

Sure enough... when she was running away, her memory was not wrong. It was supposed to appear in the hall at the end of the corridor, but it turned into a deck.

Illusion?

No matter what the method is, Yuan Zhen can't be easily taken down by them if he can do this.

His strength... is obviously more unfathomable than what he showed.

Her breath fell on the side of Huang Xize's neck, and she could feel the reflected warmth. After a while, Huang Xize's deep and moving voice sounded: "Leave it to me."

Ye Ying's breathing stagnated for a moment.

For the first time in her life alone, she has someone she can rely on wholeheartedly?

While losing his mind, Huang Xize's voice sounded again. This time, the tone was firm, not making any guarantees, but stating the facts.

"There's nothing else that can hurt you."