Seven Evil Slips

Kiyo fell asleep in a daze, and heard three soft beeps in the back of his head.

It's like when Aunt Hong called her to get up when she was lying in bed, she just knocked on the head of the bed three times in a tepid and soft manner.

Kiyo shrank into the quilt, impatiently pulled the quilt over his head with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to touch it.

Usually, she would grab Aunt Hong's wrist to flatter her, and plead under the covers: "Five minutes, Aunt Hong, just five minutes."

so…

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Luo Ren watched her hands touch the glass blankly, what does it mean? What does this mean?

How does it feel... cool...

Kiyo's heart tightened, and he woke up instantly: she is not in her room, she is sleeping in the bar now!

She sat up instantly.

The bar was very dark, there was still some time before dawn, and a shadow of a person appeared on the table, condescending.

Tut duk, the voice came again, Kiyo vaguely guessed who it was, and after hesitating for a while, he still turned around.

Luo Ren supported the outer glass with one hand, rested his forehead on his arm, and held the mobile phone in the other hand. The screen of the mobile phone was punched in, and two words were typed on the screen.

chat?

Whoever wants to talk to you, smile as if nothing happened, as if it wasn't him who held the knife against her last night.

All of Kiyo's reactions were within Luo Ren's expectation, he was not in a hurry, and just held the phone like that until the light on the screen faded.

She should have answered the door, if she paid attention to what he said, if she also had doubts about Huo Zihong, if she could see that she was not malicious from the incident of letting her go that night.

She should be able to open the door.

After an unknown amount of time, he saw Kiyo walking towards the door.

The door was opened from the inside with a slit the size of a palm, and only half of Kiyo's face was exposed.

Luo Ren didn't move forward, he understood the principle of haste makes waste, after the tension of the previous night, it is a very delicate matter to fix it now, both of them are testing, so enough is enough.

Mudai was holding a steel fork in his hand, and he was holding it in his hand when he passed the dining table. The door opened at a tricky angle. She imagined that if Luo Ren insisted on breaking in, she could immediately lean up against the wall. Before Ren could react, he sank heavily, and took advantage of the opportunity to insert the steel fork into the Fengchi point on the back of his neck.

No, this is too vicious, Fengchi acupoint is one of the three important acupoints in the human body, if he is beaten to death and disabled...

It's better to hit it, and then tie it up after being knocked out.

However, he didn't rush in. Strictly speaking, he spared his life last night.

Many, many thoughts ran through Kiyo's mind, and finally he hesitated and said, "Then... I will decide the time and place."

The time was set at noon the next day, and he was only notified by text message half an hour in advance.

And the choice of this location was as uncreative as he thought.

Diagonally opposite the police station in the scenic area, there are street cameras on both sides of the noodle restaurant, and it's meal time. There are many people coming and going in the restaurant, including police officers.

When Luo Ren arrived, Kiyo was already inside, occupying a golden table. The space in the shop was small, one table was next to another, and Luo Ren struggled to squeeze in.

Order first, two sets of beef noodles, pour vinegar and chilli sauce on the noodles, tear the disposable chopsticks and rub the burrs, each busy in his own way, in the eyes of outsiders, he thought he had known each other for a long time.

Kiyo raised his chopsticks first: "What are you talking about?"

Luo Ren said: "I have a good impression of you."

Mu Dai mouthed his mouth and then paused, but Luo Ren stopped talking: "Eat first."

No, this is how she eats? What does this nonsensical sentence mean? Why do you have a good impression of me?

Luo Ren really only ate the noodles with all his heart, and he ate quickly. After eating, he wiped his mouth with a tissue: "There is nothing to drink. What are you drinking? Green tea? Orange juice? Wait for me."

He got up and went out to buy water.

Kiyo couldn't swallow the food, and the chopsticks were stirring in the noodles, as if stirring the ramen into lumps.

After a while, Luo Ren came back again and handed her a bottle of orange juice: "Don't think about it, what I mean is, your basic character is not bad."

This is what he said from the bottom of his heart.

Counting it, he and Kiyo had dealt with each other several times. Kiyo had no experience and sometimes acted too hastily. In Luo Ren's view, it was harmless. After all, in the beginning, everyone was a blank sheet of paper, and no one was born colorful.

He actually paid more attention to two points.

One is that Mudai Kung Fu is really good, and he noticed when fighting her that she basically didn't use harsh moves or bad moves. It is admirable to leave a three-point margin for compassion.

The second is that her personality is actually quite simple. She is proud when she is strong, frustrated when she is frustrated, whether she likes it or not is written on her face, and she will cry when she is afraid. It is not tiring to deal with her. Yes, under the skin, I don't know how many dirty tricks have been used.

And she is reasonable, at least she can use her brain to think about things. Last night was a temptation. If she jumped out in a rage and wanted to fight him to the death, there would be no need to "talk".

Kiyo was a little wary, he used a knife to ask her to say her last words, and then praised her character, what is it? A slap and a sweet date?

She couldn't hold her breath: "What are you going to talk about?"

"Talk about Huo Zihong."

Kiyo pushed the orange juice back to him, looking like he would never accept a needle or a needle: "No matter what, I will not betray Aunt Hong."

"If your Aunt Hong is really fine but people suspect you, you should do everything possible to find out the truth. If she really has a problem, just because of the kindness of her upbringing, do you want to help the evildoers?"

Kiyo was stunned for a while, and replied with a lack of confidence: "My red aunt is fine."

Even if Aunt Hong really had a problem, it wouldn't be so serious as helping the evildoers.

It was no longer the meal time, and the people who had finished their meal left one after another, leaving a clean place for them to talk.

Mudai suddenly said: "I know you suspect that Aunt Hong is Li Yaqing, but no matter what, it is reasonable for Aunt Hong to be concerned about the Luomahu case, what about you? Why did you get involved? Did you meet in Xiaoshanghe? Li Tan?"

Luo Ren didn't expect that she would suddenly mention Xiao Shanghe and Li Tan, and his expression changed several times in an instant.

Kiyo had a panoramic view of everything: "You know who I am, you know that I was adopted by Aunt Hong, and you know that Aunt Hong has a great relationship with Luomahu, but what about you? I don't even know why you care so much about the case of Luomahu. I don’t know, you can talk to me if you want, but let others tell the whole story and keep it hidden, is there such a good thing?”

It seemed that his army was about to arrive, and Kiyo felt that his counterattack was really justified: "If you refuse to say it..."

Before he finished speaking, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes. Luo Ren stretched out his hand and pulled the thin gold chain from his collar and threw it over. A photo frame pendant with a shrunken photo in the frame.

Kiyo picked it up and looked at it. It was a young woman with long hair, her face was slightly sideways, her face was matte, and her outline was delicate and beautiful. On the back, she did not know what technique was used to engrave two characters: 仁婷.

"girlfriend?"

"My uncle's daughter, Pinting, Luo Pinting."

My uncle is Luo Wenmiao. He is a historian. He focuses on the history of Liao, Xixia, and Song. A few years ago, he moved his family to Xiaoshanghe, Ningxia. The country is entrenched, and until now, there are Xixia royal tombs near Yinchuan, which can be inspected on the spot at any time.

My aunt passed away very early, my uncle brought Pinting with me, and there was only Uncle Zheng by my side to help with chores. My uncle and I have a very good relationship, and I miss Pin Ting very much. Every once in a while, I will go to see them.

One night about two years ago, I suddenly received a call from Pin Ting. She was restless and told me in a choked voice that something was wrong with my uncle.

I couldn't tell clearly on the phone, but I felt that something was serious, so I rushed to Xiaoshanghe as soon as possible, but it was still too late. Pin Ting told me that my uncle had been missing for two days.

I comforted Pin Ting not to worry, and prepared to call the police to find someone. I also thought about entrusting some friends to help. Unexpectedly, at this time, my uncle came back again.

When asked where he was, he replied: Lok Ma Lake.

That was the first time I heard the name Luoma Lake. Looking at the map, it was located in the Hebei area, not particularly famous. But my uncle often made academic visits to different places, so I didn't take it too seriously.

That night, I stayed at my uncle's house. I got up in the middle of the night and saw that the light in the study was still on, so I went in to persuade my uncle to go to bed early.

Uncle didn't seem to want to talk to me, he held up a magnifying glass and kept looking at a rubbing copy of Xixia script. When I tried to persuade him again, he suddenly raised his head.

Kiyo was gradually fascinated, and when he heard this verse suddenly, his heart was agitated, and he stepped back unconsciously, and the stool under him creaked.

Luo Ren looked at her: "Can you imagine the scene at that time? I was working at my desk almost obsessively, and then suddenly raised my head without warning, with a strange expression, as if I changed a different person in an instant."

Kiyo didn't know what to say: "Well, what then?"

"Then he said something to me."

Kiyo's back felt cold when he heard this: "He... what did he say?"

"He said, Luo Ren, don't let me kill someone."