My Hot Pot Restaurant in the Underworld is Officially Open for Business

In the concept of marriage, the dragon, phoenix, and human races are obviously very different.

Xiao Bailong couldn't express his thoughts with Meng Xiaoni, but he was not in a hurry.

The days are still long.

The Difu hot pot restaurant in the world is also open at night.

At the end of the business, Xiao Yi stated that the religious office came to install some hardware facilities the next day and left.

Meng Xiaoni moved her hands and arms and walked upstairs.

She decided to rest early today and sleep comfortably.

After taking a shower and putting on her pajamas, she ignored the rag-like sheets and lay down on the bed.

The little white dragon showed his body, and he was holding it on the pillow: "Oh."

The interpreter Guifeng stood on the table, a little too lazy to pay attention to Xiao Bailong.

Xiao Bailong was wronged, so he had to hook Meng Xiaoni with his tail.

Meng Xiaoni calmed down and patted Xiao Bailong: "Go to bed early. When work becomes easier, I will find you some bedtime stories and teach you to speak human language."

Xiao Bailong lay down immediately.

After one person and one dragon were asleep, Guifeng flew to the bed and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

...

Qin Lingjun has been teaching in this school for three years after graduation.

This is a private aristocratic school, from kindergarten to high school. The conditions at home for the students who come to study are basically not bad.

The school has a long history, and its predecessor was just an ordinary elementary school. Later, the principal's son studied abroad and made a fortune. After returning, the school was expanded.

Aristocratic schools charge high fees and pay high salaries to teachers. Students are not allowed to accept gifts during holidays and festivals, but the school's benefits to teachers have always been very good.

It is not easy to be able to teach here. Children have a broad vision. Some home tutors are always ready, and some are more spoiled. The former can ask the teacher to choke, and the latter can get tired of learning and the teacher is bald.

Qin Lingjun teaches junior high school mathematics, including math competitions.

During the summer vacation, many students went home on vacation, but the competition class was still open.

There are two kinds of summer camps in the school summer vacation, one is a summer camp that combines teaching and playing abroad, and the other is a competition summer camp like the class led by Qin Lingjun.

This group of children does not have to learn mathematics in the future, many of them are basically businessmen at home or have a strong interest in computers. They know that mathematics is the basis for learning many subjects, so they do not exclude competition classes.

Those with the best talents will also go to higher-level math winter camps.

Today is the perfect end of another day.

Qin Lingjun cleaned up his desktop, glanced at the small yellow note on the computer, confirmed that today's itinerary has been processed, and nodded in self-satisfaction.

She took her bag, stretched out her hand to loosen her hair, and sighed slightly: "Being a teacher is really not easy."

In fact, no job is easy.

As the old saying goes, do one line and love one line. Putting it into real reality, most people are tired of doing their jobs.

Qin Lingjun walked to the door of the office, turned off the light and locked the door.

She took out the car key from her bag and went to the school's underground garage.

Most of a large-scale school will not be set up in the urban area. The same is true of this school. That is, the school is a little earlier, so it is not the most partial.

It takes half an hour to drive from school to the bachelor apartment where Qin Lingjun lives.

Qin Lingjun's car is light gold he bought and can only sit four people.

The safety performance is high, the price is high, and she even looks very shabby, she likes it very much.

She stepped on a small high heel and got into the car, took out her sneakers from the passenger seat, put on her seat belt, adjusted her position, and took a lazy rest.

She in the mirror, at the end of the day: "...still very beautiful."

After she said that, she couldn't help but laugh.

With a smile, the fatigue of the day is gone.

Qin Lingjun started the car and drove the car out of the garage, ready to go home.

The school gate automatically lifted the bar, recording her car driving out at the moment.

Qin Lingjun turned on the music and listened to the memory flowing in the car.

In fact, she is a music idiot. All her musical literacy depends on various discs and electronic records presented by colleagues.

Whose idol released an electronic version of a single. These wealthy and leisurely colleagues directly bought dozens of copies and delivered them one by one.

Who has a physical disc, that's terrific.

First of all, you need to buy the international version that is recorded in the sales, the A version and the B version must be complete, and the poster must be a complete set. If you buy too much, you will give it away. If you don't accept it, you will look down on him.

What other musical troupe, classical pianist...

Qin Lingjun had so many discs inexplicably.

I have to say that she doesn't know how to sing a song, but she can still listen to it a little, and occasionally she can say a few words in chat. After all, as long as you remember the music that this group of people like, birthday gifts will be a lot easier at once.

There is definitely nothing wrong with buying idol related products!

There are very few vehicles on the streets at night.

Especially the road from the school to the city.

Qin Lingjun glanced at the rearview mirror and found that there was a car behind him.

Black is not an expensive price. This kind of line is so stiff that she can't get her eyes at all, and she doesn't care about it.

She looked to the front.

The road ahead is empty.

Occasionally, there will be cars driving in the opposite direction from the front. It is estimated that they will drive to other cities at night.

The music in the car is long, singing memories alone in the moonlight, and the street lights at night are off...

"Boo--"

Qin Lingjun took a breath of air, and slammed the steering wheel aside.

The car behind her speeded up like a desperate death, and even tried to hit her!

Are you sick? !

This person wants to die, she wants to die!

In the evening, Qin Lingjun did not lose his mind to get out of the car to negotiate.

She speeded up the car with a kick and planned to enter the bustling area first.

This place is too dim now.

She glanced at the rearview mirror and found that the car in the back had no success in one crash. She stepped on the gas pedal as crazy as she did. She didn't even consider the feeling of braking, and rushed towards her again.

Qin Lingjun was on the right side of the lane, and the car slammed into her from the rear left.

If she hits to the left, the two cars will inevitably collide, and if she hits the right, her car will inevitably rush out of the lane.

"Death." Qin Lingjun didn't turn the steering wheel at all, and stepped on the accelerator pedal.

The car is expensive. After the car behind came up for the second time, the speed added by Qin Lingjun finally became faster than the car behind before the collision.

The speed has changed from tens to more than a hundred.

On this empty street, the two cars actually staged a chase plot that was only found in the movie.

God **** movie.

Qin Lingjun felt that he was crazy, and now he still had the brain to think about things like movies.

She bit her lip tightly, placed one hand on her mobile phone, and quickly dialed an emergency call for help.

Before he could speak, Qin Lingjun yelled, "Linzhong Road, after passing Taichuan Road! A car was chasing me and hitting me! I am now driving towards the city! The driver is crazy!"

The operator on the opposite side checked the map immediately: "Okay, miss. Now we will send someone over. It is the intersection of Linzhong Road and Taichuan Road. It is still driving on Linzhong Road, right?"

Qin Lingjun: "Yes! I am over one hundred and twenty yards now!"

The operator was afraid that she would run into more people in a chaotic meeting: "We will set up a roadblock as much as possible. Miss, is it convenient for you to drive towards Shuning Road?"

Qin Lingjun: "Yes!"

She took a deep breath and quickly drove towards Shu Ning Road.

The car behind followed closely, even though there was a bit of bumps, but the bite did not relax.

Qin Lingjun's car turned and almost rolled over.

The car behind did not slow down at all, and it turned directly.

That car is not a good car with a very stable site. After such a sharp turn, most of the car was suspended in the air.

Qin Lingjun glanced and saw that the car rolled over in the air, fell directly obliquely forward, and overturned the tree isolation seat belt in the middle of the driveway.

Overturned?

Qin Lingjun immediately announced: "That car has overturned! He can't chase me anymore."

She relaxed the throttle and slowed down slowly.

I was really ready to step on the brakes, only to hear a "boom--" from behind.

The overturned car exploded.

Qin Lingjun was shocked and directly stepped on the brake to the bottom. She slammed into the brakes and bumped her whole body forward. Fortunately, she had fastened her seat belt, but she was tightened a little bit and nothing happened.

"Miss, what happened?" The operator was nervously connecting over there, "We have already set off for Linzhong Road."

Qin Lingjun picked up the phone and looked at the fire behind him: "When I turned from Linzhong Road, the car followed me around, and the car overturned and exploded..."

She tried to calm herself down, and continued: "I am on Taining Road now."

"Okay, we will go to Taining Road immediately."

Qin Lingjun pressed his seat belt.

She found her hands trembling now. She did not slow down from the scene just now.

Now the shadow of the car is a bit heavy.

She took the phone, opened the door of the car, and stepped out.

"boom--"

There was a second explosion in the car behind.

As soon as Qin Lingjun stepped on the ground, his feet softened and fell directly on the road. In her eyes, there were all the monstrous waves of fire that reflected a small half of the sky. The brain is blank at the moment, completely unable to think.

After leaving get off work and leaving school, Qin Lingjun walked directly on the edge of life and death in a total of less than ten minutes.

She didn't understand what was going on in that car, who was in the car, and why she chased her into it.

This is murder.

"Beep—Beep—"

Police cars and fire trucks drove over one by one.

When Qin Lingjun recovered, he put on a blanket and sat in the police station with a cup of hot water in his hand.

A kind young lady next to me asked, "Is it better now? Would you like to eat something. I must be hungry at this night. I'll order you a takeaway?"

Qin Lingjun looked at her stiffly and smiled weakly: "I want to eat rice noodles and skewers."

Miss sister immediately clapped her hands: "Eat, I'll give you some."

She shouted for a while: "Raise your hand if you want to eat skewers."

Swish a row of hands up.

It is August, it is the hottest time of the year, but Qin Lingjun is sweating coldly.

She took a sip of water slowly.

The hot water slid down the esophagus, warming up a little.

There was a small voice discussing her business not far away.

"Have all the nearby surveillance checked?"

"I checked, the car was parked nearby. I followed two cars before and didn't rush into it. I don't know if it was because there were too many vehicles when the students were out of school. This was followed by one car for a period of time. No cars at all."

"Has the license plate number been found?"

"The license plate number is removed."

"Where are the people inside?"

"The forensic doctor was testing the cause of death and died on the spot."

Qin Lingjun drank the whole glass of water slowly.

The young lady who was watching her next to her handed her a new cup of hot water: "Don't be afraid. Is there anyone in the family who can contact me? Friends too. Ask someone to accompany you. Big evening."

Qin Lingjun nodded and took out the phone from his clothes.

Who is it?

She glanced at the time.

It's late, most people are asleep at this point. Colleagues and friends, making past calls now bother them too much.

And she, no one in her family can contact.

The phone was in the address book interface, but she didn't know who to call for a while.

"Snapped--"

"Wow, power off at this time?"

"Snapped--"

"Fortunately, there is backup power, what's the matter?"

There was a riot on the side.

Qin Lingjun looked at his mobile phone communication interface in a daze.

Suddenly a number was added to her mobile phone.

Just when the power was cut off.

All lights are dimmed, but the phone screen is not dimmed.

She was at a loss: "Whose number is this...?"