The Anarchic Consort

"Because, because..." Zhang Tianshi was even tight with his hands, and he didn't say anything for two times, because he really couldn't tell, he would have some Feng Shui, that is, he bought some books. I didn’t think that for so many years, he even deceived and let many wealthy businessmen believe in him. Gradually he also got a reputation in the industry, but in fact he is only half-baked about this line, how could he know? many.

At this point, several college students also saw the confusion of Zhang Tianshi.

Xiaoqing refused to give up and grabbed his arm: "Zhang Tianshi, you tell this woman, you know it!"

But she waited for a while, and Zhang Tianshi did not speak.

The facts are no longer obvious...

Xiaoqing let go of his hand, and the whole person looked a little bit lost.

It’s no use for Zhang Tianshi’s entanglement, and he has no real skills at all.

Helen Weiwei walked over and picked up the wind chime and threw it into the trash can: "Because the wind chimes gather in the yin, it is a ghost, and hanging it here will only make the atmosphere of the villa turbid, I did not shoot. You may not believe in my ability, but you should have seen the ability of Jing Zifeng. Since he said that it is a person to kill, it must be a person to kill. Moreover, he can have the ability to locate the body, now here. There is only one body, that is, Master Wu Fan, that is to say, the person who was towed did not die."

"You mean that the lady is still safe now!" Zhang Huan's eyes immediately lit up.

Helen Weiwei said: "It is like this."

"Who is that, cut the wire from the outside, and deliberately wore the clothes of Wu Taotao to hide it." Yuan Wu's eyes were red, and his fists were chiseled on the table.

Helen Weiwei was scattered in the eyes; "No, he doesn't just want to hide Miss Song, but he doesn't have time to kill, because there are two special forces who need him to care."

"Miss Helian said that there is another one outside the villa that we don't know." Song Laozi showed that he heard the argument in the hall and walked over with a cane.

What he didn't think of was that Helen Weiwei shook his head: "No, I always think that the murderer is among us."

"Are you crazy?" Xiaoqing is really about to collapse by the words of Helen Weiwei: "We are all in the villa, never went out, how to pull the switch, after pulling the switch Going through the hall to the third floor? We haven't waited until we dragged the donkey off the third floor, will it be discovered? Can you not have such common sense! It is really a ridiculous time, just what the adjutant Liang said. He said that the murderer disappeared in a blink of an eye. Anyone who can do the bite is fast, unless she is not a human being. Everyone knows, do you think that we have not graduated from elementary school? Just listen to you here. Fudge?,"

"I believe her words." Jing juvenile interrupted Xiaoqing's words, because a plate of vegetarian meatballs, he has completely stood on the side of Helen Weiwei: "The murderer is among us."

When Xiao Qing faced Jing Shaofeng, there was not such a big flame. After all, the boy’s hand was too powerful. It was a god-like figure. She would not be so unclear and who was doing it.

"Really, ha, I really don't know what to say." Xiaoqing stunned and sat back in the chair.

In the face of such noisy, Helian Weiwei only looked down on the old man of Song: "I need to go upstairs to see."

Song Laozi actually believes in Xiaoqing’s analysis. Compared with Helen Weiwei’s, he thinks that there is a greater possibility of being outside the villa, but he did not stop Helianweiwei, but was facing Zhang’s side. Ruan said: "You go up with Miss Helen, she wants to see which room, just open the door for her."

"Yes." Zhang Yi was only thinking that as long as his own lady is still not dead, then everything will turn.

No one can know what Helen Weiwei is thinking. In fact, even college students don't believe her inference.

How to say it, too much.

Time is not allowed at all.

The murderer must have come from the outside.

Father Song was also meditating. After a while, he said again: "You go outside and search for a search to see if there are any suspicious people nearby."

"Yes." Liang adjutant led the death, a simple salute, and then rushed into the night.

Master Song of the Song Dynasty swept through Zhang Tianshi, who wished to shrink his head into a ball: "Take these messy yellows, and everyone should not leave the hall from now on."

The wax on the table is still swaying, hitting everyone's face, and there is some confusion.

Zhang Wei walked in front of Helen Weiwei, with a candle on his hand: "Miss Helen, which room do you want to see?"

"Miss Song has just had an accident, she should leave a clue there." Helen Weiwei is also thinking about the issue of time.

Zhang Wei listened to her saying this, and immediately opened the door to her; "You can just look at it, as long as you can find the lady back!"

When Helen Weiwei entered the room, he felt a tidal wave that didn't see the sun all the year round. It was probably Song Hao who didn't go out often, and it rained outside.

There is no electricity, and the room is black.

Helen Weiwei went in and took a look at the floor, and there was no water stain on it.

There were a few cosmetic magazines scattered on the bed. There were a lot of cosmetics and a lot of jewelry boxes on the dressing table. Basically, the owner of the house was a very material girl.

“Is this?” Helen Weiwei’s cell phone hit the other side of the wall: “Miss Leah’s photo?”

Zhang Wei nodded. "Yes, that is the master of divination. Miss is very fond of this person. She always watches her live show when she is online. Even when she buys clothes, what does the master wear? She feels good-looking and admires her worship."

Fans? Helen Weiwei removed the light from the mobile phone and looked out of the window. The view here was very good and almost the entire yard could be seen.

She stood there, like thinking about something, probably calculating the route, but no matter how she calculated, time is not allowed.

Helen Weiwei took his eyes back and picked up the magazine on the bed: "Miss Song is also a facelift?"

Zhang Yan sighed with a sigh: "The former lady never did, but I didn't know how it was. I was so obsessed with these things that I knew it was very good."

Helen Weiwei saw the photos of Song Yu, it is really good to see, although not a small pointed face, but it is very eye-catching, very temperament, much like a warm star earlier.

Does this still need to be done?