I just want to be a regular writer

'Migrate the world line!'

Shan Chengxian shouted like this in his heart and ran all the way.

To say that he was running wild is to compliment him.

How fast can a game house with a body of white flesh and a month's exercise capacity not as good as the amount of training a day of sports students can run?

Shan Chengxian shuttled in the villa area, and stopped subconsciously when he met the blond young man named Jiliang Jiying.

It wasn't until the two eyes met that he realized later that he had something urgent next.

"You, hello!"

Shan Chengxian hurriedly nodded to Jiliang Jiying, but didn't realize that it seemed a bit abrupt to do so, and stepped forward again.

Kira Yoshikage, who greeted people inexplicably, turned her head, and frowned slightly at the black-haired youth.

He did not forget the name of the black-haired young man-Shan Chengxian.

Maybe something is urgent.

Kira Yoshikage shrugged and walked to the shopping street.

......

Shan Chengxian is not a messenger of justice!

If you happen to meet a robber when you go out, he is definitely the kind of person who will lie down and be searched-after all, he really has no athletic talent. If you run away...the possibility of falling on the ground is more likely than running 20 meters smoothly. The possibility is higher.

Maybe it's time to consider fitness.

But...

Let's talk about it next time.

Shan Chengxian got off the tram and rushed straight out of the tram station. He didn't stop until he reached the alley where the crime occurred.

"No... no more..."

He bent down and propped his knees for a few breaths, regretting not having to go out with a bottle of Coke.

Now words.

He looked down at the time on the phone-01/09/AM08:20

There is no time to buy water.

Squeezing his dry throat, he stared at the alley and began to remember-Aoba Hitomi was "killed" at the end of the alley, that is to say...

Shan Chengxian looked at the building beside him.

This should be a hotel.

The situation is very clear.

He raised his foot and walked towards the exit of the alley-the situation is so clear!!!——He had a face-to-face with the murderer.

The woman had a sure smile on her face, and the corners of her mouth were even kind at first glance.

'really...'

Shan Chengxian didn't hold back, and stared at the woman, that is, Risa Fukada for two seconds.

Risa Fukada turned her head to look at Shan Chengken, then raised her eyebrows.

——I don’t know why, she thinks this person is very familiar, like... where have I seen him.

But Risa Fukada remembered every person who appeared in her life. As long as there was communication, she would never forget—the black-haired youth in front of her did not belong to that category—'is it a strange sense of sight?'

Risa Fukada was thinking about looking away.

She looked down at the time—it was very close to the Metropolitan Police Department, and Aoba Hitomi should be coming out soon.

Seeing her movements, Shan Chengxian took a deep breath and speeded up.

Coming out of the alley, outside was the sound of sirens and the hurried footsteps of passers-by.

Shan Chengxian saw Aoba Hitomi.

He barely thought about it, he slammed into Aoba Hitomi with his toes, and fell to the ground like eating pain-I hope Aoba Hitomi would not think he was touching porcelain, but...the lack of sports Seiken felt that he It may be really twisted.

Blame these short boots that are not comfortable enough!

"You... are you okay?"

Hitomi Aoba squatted down and looked at Shan Chengxian-"This person... did you bump into it on purpose?'

Her face was incomprehensible, she squinted and tilted her head slightly to stare at Sung Seung-hyun.

"I'm sorry." Shan Chengxian was rather guilty, scratching his hair and whispering: "I didn't look at the way."

Aoba Hitomi smiled upon hearing this, "Can you stand up?"

"It seems... I twisted my ankle." Shan Chengxian is even more embarrassed-looking like this, he is really suspicious, right?

He looked down at the time-it was half past eight.

The previous "homicide case" probably happened at this time-unfortunately, the woman seemed to be prepared, not out of "desire to kill", but with a plan and a clear goal.

Shan Chengxian thought--'I can't tell Hitomi Aoba that someone is going to kill her, right?'

Thinking about it, he smiled at Aoba Hitomi: "Can you help me?"

"Ah good."

Aoba Hitomi stretched out his hand to pull him up, and said with concern: "Do I need to take you to the hospital?"

"Ah, no. If you can..." Shan Chengxian looked back at the taxi queue behind him, and whispered, "Can you take me there? I just need to go to the hospital to deal with this sprain."

Aoba Hitomi agreed with a smile, and helped Shan Chengxian, who was grinning, to the taxi.

When passing the alley, Shan Chengxian turned his head—the woman was still standing at the alley, and she was waiting for Aoba Hitomi.

"That person is strange."

Shan Chengxian seemed to say inadvertently, raising his chin and raising it towards the alleyway.

"Ok?"