Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1167 Dreaming

The driver and two bodyguards in the passenger seat also walked down.

The three bodyguards all made it to a convenience store not far from the parking lot —— about 10 seconds away, looking for a table off the street to sit on.

“Shall we leave the lady so far?” One can only wonder.

There are only ladies left in the car... Oh, and Master Qiu.

“Do you think Master Qiu would hurt the lady?” My companion didn't ask nicely - the car was full of future heirs likely to take over the Song family.

“Isn't that... or is it good to hurt in a different way?” Hey, hey, smile. “I'm sure the old lady would be happy to see Master Qiu take the lady's blood. ”

“Roll the calf.” The man behind you slapped the man in the back of his head, "When did you come to discuss the matter with the young lady? Have a clean meal and stay outside! It's outside the police station, but we can't relax! ”

“Um... rice?” The bodyguard swallowed the saliva and eventually chose to go to the clerk where he wanted a cup of noodles.

To be honest, although many of Song's villages are Chinese, or descendants of Chinese descent, the meals they have eaten since childhood are all South American flavors, not to say that Huaxia's food tastes bad, but they are not used to eating, and they are still a certain kind of food that is eaten continuously.

The spaghetti is different, it's pretty crazy to export abroad.

With a village-trained mercenary on the back of the Song family, many dangerous tasks are implicitly carried out on weekdays, and some Song fighters fail in their actions, being held in prisons by assault agencies in certain places - they are told that in prisons, noodles or hard circulating currency, their status parallels that of cigarettes and scented soap.

……

In the back seat of Alpha, Song Cherry bites the rice - it's hard to see Miss Song eating like such a lady, as if eating a delicious meal carefully made by Chef Michelin Samsung, but only a few bites can finish a piece of rice, Miss Song stunned for a few minutes less than a third.

“Not used to eating? ”

“No, I... I was just thinking about something.” Song Cherry shook his head and put it down, looking at Luo Qiu: “Today my people found that Gao Wen and Zhou Yuxuan had been to your father's grave before and after. ”

Lochu frowned.

Song Cherry hastily said: “My people are very careful. Don't worry, they didn't destroy Uncle Rocky's grave! I also asked people to donate money to the office so they could clean up every morning and night! ”

“Have a heart.” Lochu smiled.

Song Cherry: “Your father, who is also from the Song family, is also my uncle, I should do this... By the way, your family doesn't live here, right? By the way or something... Are you also here to investigate Zhou Yuxuan? ”

How is it possible to pass by? Song Cherry calm down, think about it and you'll probably understand why Rochu showed up here... but this dead guy is a little conscientious, he knows to buy some food, hum!

“The investigation doesn't make sense.” Lochu shook his head slightly, "just some people, wanted to see, finally wanted to see. ”

Rochu's emotions seemed a little depressed, and after that, he looked out the window at the police gate.

Song Cherry hesitated for a moment and suddenly glanced at Jingjing and asked: “Lo Qiu, ask you something. ”

“Ask. ”

Song Cherry moved his body a little closer, "I said hypothetically... suppose the real killer caught behind it, what are you going to do? ”

Luo Qiu retracted his gaze and turned to look at Song Cherry... very close, because the other side moved the position, the distance between the two fingers, and his eyes pitched each other.

Song Cherry just feels that there is a heat suddenly covering his face from the inside out, but if he holds on, he doesn't move, and he doesn't intend to back off. “With my Song family ability, even if you want to bounce this killer off the spot, we can guarantee that you will be fine, as usual the next day... So, what do you think? ”

“And yes, what should I think?” Lochu whispered: “By qualification, I'm qualified. ”

Song Cherry is stunned... qualification?

This fucker, is he overcooling?

“You... don't you want revenge?” Song Sakura asked consciously.

Lochu shook his head, and the Phantom said: “For me, some things, like done, are missing... but if they really needed less, I would still make less. ”

Song Cherry looked at Lochu suspiciously and suddenly made a move that surprised her and didn't regret much - she suddenly opened her hands and held Lochu's head tight.

Boss Lo was quite stunned at this moment until he could hear his heart beat faster and faster in a soft spot completely close to each other's chest.

Song Cherry only felt the heat wave on his face and then wave after wave, “It must be very sad... the obvious enemy is in front of him. When I was a kid, when my parents died tragically in front of me, I had this pain. I know who the killer is, but I'm small. I'm really small. Don't talk about revenge. I wouldn't dare kill a chicken. I didn't even dare let Grandpa think I was in pain and could only wrap myself up with a smile and naivety... I was afraid they'd feel worse because of me. I... I understand, but you don't have to pretend to be strong all the time... if it's really hard, it's okay, I won't laugh at you. ”

The inner compartment became quiet from time to time... after Song Cherry's brains spoke, his heart beat was clearly heard.

It's just Rochu hasn't spoken.

She just hugged him.

“Hello... Hello? Can you at least say something?” Song Cherry screamed a little softly - sadly because his nose touched each other's hair and itched.

This guy... isn't he asleep?

What kind of plot is this... is there a degree of idiocy as well? You were bright and bright when you came here. Think you are a young girl!!

My waist...

I keep spitting in my heart, Song Cherry wants to push away this guy in my arms, but I can think of some impatience... maybe just like when I was a kid, only when no one else, will I show dripping and pain?

Go to sleep. Go to sleep. If you're asleep, I'll admit it!

Song Cherry raised his head and breathed slowly. He must have sneezed when he lowered his head...

She just looked at the roof of the car and suddenly looked like a flower, and some strange scenery flashed like a flash.

She saw the bustling cities, the bustling levels of which even exceeded those of all the world's international metropolises, and hundreds of stories of tall buildings, with vehicles hovering across the sky orbit.

Flashing past.

She saw the land of war again, as if it were back to 60 or 70 years ago.

Another flash.

The sky was gloomy and numerous large factories emitted smoke. The world seemed to be stained with a layer of gray. People looked down, walked neatly and in an orderly manner, without a slight deviation. Without a word, the world was moving and the world was quiet.

Suddenly, a giant beast jumped over a wall dozens of meters high, jumped down from above, headed toward Song Cherry Po, and opened a vast mouth of blood basin, the most horrible thing she had ever seen.

Song Sakura shouted consciously, feeling only cold... Finally, she saw the beige leather on the roof of the car.

Lochu opened his eyes for a moment... dimension.

At the same time, those things that flashed past just disappeared in front of Song Cherry's eyes... as if something was pulling her back, she subconsciously lowered her head and saw Lo Qiu's calm eyes.

“I... what's wrong with me?” Song Sakura asked consciously.

"'You suddenly shook up,' said Rochu. ”

Song Cherry frowned, just felt a faint feeling in her brain, even hidden a kind of swelling pain... she threw her head away, “It may have been a distraction, the brain suddenly muddled, seeing something strange... nothing, I guess sleep is a little short. ”

Luo Qiu shrugged and stared seriously at Song Cherry. "Have you seen this before? ”

This made Song Sakura consciously bow her head, “I don't remember... I don't think so. ”

Seems to be concerned...

“That's a little more rest.” Lochu nods his head, "surveillance this kind of work, leave it to the professionals. ”

“I'll take care of it.” Song Cherry nodded.

“It's late, I'll go back first.” Lo Qiu said hello at this time, got out of the car and looked at Song Cherry before leaving, "Thank you for letting me sleep well. ”

“Consider it a return!” Song Cherry said softly, "Didn't you sleep with me last time? Once per person, even! ”

Rocciu smiled, "The perfume tastes good. ”

Miss Song's mouth rose slightly and she had some laughter... After that, Miss Sakura lay on the driver's seat in front of her, watching Rocky gradually go away in front of the windshield, muttering: “This dead man's head is also exaggerating...”

“Miss, is Master Qiu gone?” The bodyguard didn't dare come back until now.

Song Cherry didn't have a good airway: “Are you blind? Can't you see yourself? ”

The bodyguard looks at the other bodyguard, the other bodyguard looks at the third bodyguard... see if he doesn't talk.

“By the way, find me a nearest beauty salon, I'm going to find someone to press you...” Song Cherry sat down with his waist at this moment, "I'm tired... my waist. ”

The bodyguard looked at the other bodyguard, and the other bodyguard looked at the third bodyguard, and his throat snapped.

Tired?

Waist... Tired waist?!

Young Master Qiu was so fierce... the street came?

“Understood!” The bodyguard nodded hastily, "Thank you, miss! ”

“ ”

……

……

In the dark alley, two men in black suits and suitcases were greeted: Liu Minghao and Weizidao.

Liu Minghao himself had a certain cleanliness and had been covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief ever since he walked into the alley. As for the guard road, it was now at the entrance of the alley and a cordon was pulled.

“Brother Huo, we stopped the front and back. I don't think anyone will break in.” Waiko walked back fast.

Liu Minghao looked at the ground, “Qian Er, where he was beaten, this should be the place... Let's get to work. ”

The guardian nodded and began to remove some bottles from the suitcase, bottle jars and a bronze mirror.

It has been thought that if the crime scene can be traced back, the perpetrator and the process of the crime can be seen directly, so that many outstanding cases can be effectively resolved and there will be no unjust, false or wrongful cases.

But this is just an untrue hypothesis… how can you go back in time?

In terms of relativity, as long as you're faster than light… for now, you're still delusional.

That said, it does not hinder people's imagination of building the future - human beings, indeed, are the most imaginative and creative species in the world, especially after having come into contact with the strange way in which Taoist energy is used.

The Authority has developed another means of tracing.

At this point, only the guardian's way was to spill the contents of the bottle around, then sat on the floor, then broke his finger with a knife, and dripped three drops of blood over the copper mirror.

Blood was quickly absorbed by the bronze mirror… the bronze mirror suddenly turned into a piece of pure black.

Liu Minghao was not idle at this time, but walked behind the Wade of Defense, his palms resisted.

At this point, the guardian's eyes were closed and the copper mirror held by his hands began to vibrate slightly... only on the pure black mirror suddenly appeared a little bright.

No bright spots, just a little bit… After that, the second bright spot appeared, but it was on the other side of the mirror.

A little bit of brightness begins to appear, and they are distributed irregularly in different positions on the mirror surface of this copper mirror, the brighter it is the closer it is to the center, and the darker it is at the edge.

After that, the guardian opened his eyes slowly, his face pale and sweaty, "Brother Huo, became… a total of fifty-nine to different scents, passing through this alley these few days. ”

Liu Minghao nodded, “Correctly, all we have to do is investigate fifty-four breaths. ”

The guardian nodded, naturally including Qian Er, and often laughed at several people.

“Fifty-four people.” Liu Minghao muttered at the moment: “Though a little more, it's always much better than fishing for needles in the ocean... let's start with this. ”

In the alley, the flash door slowly opened and a young man in a waiter's costume walked out with two bags of garbage - naturally the staff of the bar next to him who came to the place most easily.

As soon as the guardian saw the letter, he climbed up.

Liu Minghao smiled slightly: “Take a break, I understand hypnosis. ”

“What do you want to do?” The bartender was nervous when he saw two men coming towards him, but before he could react more, he felt dark and unconscious...

……

……

When the elevator door opened, there happened to be a trendy man standing outside the door... Zhou Yuxuan frowned and looked, this is his neighbor right.

This man should be planning to go out, but it's almost 11: 00 pm and he won't go out. Probably not going to a serious place...

“Uh... hello Inspector Chow.” The man greeted him quickly and then lowered his head and walked into the elevator, seemingly fearful.

Zhou Yuxuan nodded briefly and walked out of the elevator.

The man pressed the elevator button and suddenly said, "Officer Chow... are you all right? At your house these past few days? ”

“Nothing." Zhou Yuxuan said softly. “One of the cabinets in the house is broken. I'll remove it and fix it. It didn't bother you. ”

“No... no.” The man nodded.

Fixing cabinets? Ghosts believe... I don't know if this guy is going home on a weekday, when he comes home he makes a bang, I don't know what the hell he's doing.

However, Zhou Yuxuan used to come back drunk a lot. When he came home, he would make a scene with his wife. Would he still do it and break something in the house... It's no wonder he's a neighbor.

However, in the past three or two years, it seems that a similar situation has not happened for a long time. Zhou Yuxuan has not returned home for three days... but his wife and son have not returned for a long time.

Later it was said that his wife had moved out with her son, as if she had been divorced or something.

……

The door was opened and the lights in the house were turned on at random. Zhou Yuxuan pinched his eyebrows... What he saw was a messy living room.

On the ground, the tea table had been broken, the TV had fallen on the ground, and the sofa had even slanted to one side, fallen everywhere.

Zhou Yuxuan closed the door, sighed, walked in, picked up one of the decorations on the ground, seemed to want to put it somewhere, but at first glance... there was no place to put it, so he threw it back at random.

He covered his hands, wiped them hard, then turned off the lights, then walked to the couch, sat down, and he leaned back and closed his eyes.

The house was terribly quiet.

In the dark, a shadow suddenly appeared... silently.

Looking at this scum full of face, even drinky Zhou Yuxuan, Luo Qiu's eyes gradually cooled and his palms slowly extended out... slowly stretched over Zhou Yuxuan's neck.

Five fingers strangled.

Again, the boss's left eye became chaotic... just well controlled this time and didn't bring the horrible vision of the last time.

But even so, everything around us floated a little bit.

Zhou Yuxuan still did not open his eyes - despite the painful colour of his eyes at this moment.

The pain of suffocation finally activated Zhou Yuxuan's instincts... He kicked his feet, his hands climbed his neck, and just grabbed the tight palm of his hand.

Finally… Lochu's palms are loosened little by little.

He softened his breath and Zhou Yuxuan's divine tone began to soften, fainting in the past... something floating in the living room also gradually fell.

Lochu closed his eyes and when he opened them again, he was back to normal.

He opened his palms and spilled in the palms of a black aura... and Lochu grabbed it and spread.

He also sat down and sat beside Zhou Yuxuan... slowly closing his eyes.

……

Zhou Yuxuan had a dream at this time.

A dream he wants to forget, and he dares not forget, for almost four years, every day and night.

Everyone was wearing a fully armed police car.

“… the thugs possess a lot of weapons, I repeat, the thugs possess a lot of weapons!! ”

At this point, the walkie-talkie in the car keeps getting calls for backup...