"Sir, please show your work permit?" A young security guard reached out and blocked my way, looking at me suspiciously.
I changed my mind and replied, "I'm here to see the concert. I don't have a work permit. I have a stomachache and want to go to the toilet."
"I'm really sorry, I can't let you in without a work permit." The security guard shook his head firmly.
"My stomach hurts so badly, can you be accommodating?"
"I'm really sorry." The security guard refused to let me in.
I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so I took out a small stack of banknotes from my wallet, at least seven or eight, and handed them directly in front of him: "Dude, take it easy, I'll come out as soon as I finish the convenience."
Seeing the money, the security guard's eyes lit up. When I thought he would take the money and let me in, who would have thought he would refuse again: "I'm sorry! You should go to another toilet."
I cursed in my heart, what this guy said was conscientious and dutiful when he said it nicely, and he was incapacitated when he said it badly.
I took out a few hundred-yuan bills from my wallet and handed them in front of him. I was a little displeased and said: "Dude, it's almost worth it. You can't earn so much by standing here all night, so don't make money."
The security guard was obviously a little moved, but in the end it was difficult to look away from the stack of hundred-yuan bills, "I'm sorry, this is my duty."
"Go to your sister's duty!" I finally scolded impatiently and kicked him in the stomach.
"Ah!" The security guard screamed, clutching his stomach and curling up on the ground, like a boiled shrimp.
Seeing his trembling body, he took out the walkie-talkie and wanted to signal for help, I sneered and kicked the walkie-talkie into the air, then stepped on his hand on the ground, and said solemnly, "Since you're out of your mind, I'll help you. Take one."
"What do you want?"
Under the terrified and angry eyes of the security guard, I punched him in the temple, and the sly guy passed out as soon as his eyes darkened.
Being delayed by him like this, I completely lost Wang Jin, and finally returned without success. I have a vague feeling in my heart that something is going to happen at this concert.
"What's wrong?" Looking at my solemn expression, Huang Ying couldn't help but ask.
I smiled at her: "Nothing."
"Are you feeling unwell? Shall we go back?" Huang Ying looked at me with concern.
I thought about it, since Wang Jin appeared here, maybe something uncontrollable will happen in a while. And now I am a wanted criminal after all, and if the police are called, it will be a troublesome thing.
"Okay, I'll take you back to school first."
I sent Huang Ying safely to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory. After saying goodbye to her, I went back again.
Outside the stadium, several police cars and ambulances were parked at this time, and uniformed police officers blocked the scene and blocked a group of reporters. The scene that was still lively and bustling at this time seemed a little cold and solemn.
In the group of reporters, I saw a familiar figure, it was Zhang Yating who I hadn't seen for a long time.
I hooked the corners of my lips, took out my phone, opened the address book and pressed the dial button. As soon as the phone was switched on, I didn't wait for her to speak, I said first: "Look back."
Zhang Yating turned around and looked back, I waved at her across the road.
Zhang Yating's expression was startled at first, and then became serious. She turned around and explained a few words to her colleague beside her, then walked towards me without leaving a trace.
"Brother, why are you here?"
"I'll take a look at the excitement." I replied with a smile, and then asked back, "Then why are you here, senpai?"
Zhang Yating looked around vigilantly and whispered, "We got the news that the killer of the Seraphim came to take revenge on Lu Changran, so we came to stop them and collect their evidence by the way."
"I wonder if Senior Sister has found evidence of their crimes?"
"Of course!" Zhang Yating answered affirmatively, "They not only kidnapped Lu Changran, but also shot and killed fans under the stage, causing countless casualties. We don't need to take action this time, and the police will not let it go."
Looking at Zhang Yating's promise, I fell into deep thought. Why did Seraph's killer kidnap Lu Changran? Why would they shoot at fans watching a concert
This can't help but remind me of the case of high-priced secret flowers. The fuse at that time was because Lu Changran and some other artists collectively jumped from Zhentian Film and Television Media to Splendid Film and Television Media.
Could this kidnapping have something to do with it
Even if Seraph's people want to take revenge on Lu Changran, they shouldn't kill the fans in the audience. This will not only arouse the anger of countless people, but also provoke crusade from the police.
I stared at Zhang Yating for a while, and then said without any deep meaning, "I'm afraid your help is indispensable in this, right?"
Zhang Yating's eyebrows and eyes curled into a smile, but she didn't answer my question. She laughed and joked: "You are now the most wanted target of the police. You seem to not care at all, or you don't care about the police at all."
I shrugged: "Don't say I didn't kill people, so what if I did? The police want to arrest me, but it's not that easy."
Zhang Yating nodded: "That's true." Then the topic changed, "Are you interested in dealing with the princelings and Seraph with us?"
I looked at Zhang Yating with a smile, her face was still beautiful, and she still had beautiful eyes that I couldn't see through. Sometimes I wonder, who is that man who is hiding in the dark and manipulating everything
I asked with a smile, "How about we find a place to sit down and talk?"
Zhang Yating thought for a while, and agreed quickly, "Okay, but I'm going to Shilixiang."
"no problem."
The place where Zhang Yating and I ate for the first time was Shilixiang, and when we came here again, it felt like a lifetime away.
"What do you two want?" the handsome waiter asked with a smile.
I looked at Zhang Yating with a smile, and said arrogantly, "Sister, you can order whatever you like, and drink whatever you want. This time, make sure you have enough!"
"Then I'm welcome!" Zhang Yating turned her head and said to the waiter, "Give me one of each of your signature dishes, and then give me a bottle of Lafite in 1982."
"Okay, wait a moment." The waiter left in a hurry.
Zhang Yating looked at me and joked with a smile: "Has my junior made a fortune?"
"I'm not getting rich, as long as Senior Sister doesn't ask anyone to steal my wallet. If I can't settle the bill by then, it will be embarrassing."
When I exposed it, Zhang Yating blushed and didn't explain anything.
"Sister, can you tell me why you gave Yang Biao a hallucinogen in the first place?"
Facing my sudden question, Zhang Yating's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she fell silent.
"Also, can you tell me who is the hunchbacked man who received the package? Where did you get Xu Yuanyuan's head?"
After a long while, Zhang Yating sighed: "Don't ask, the person involved is not something you can offend. All I can say is that Xu Yuanyuan's death was an accident."
"What about Yang Biao?"
"Yang Biao must die, because only when he is dead can the case be closed."
For Zhang Yating's understatement, I couldn't help but feel a little anger in my heart: "I can understand that you want to deal with the princelings and Seraph, but Xu Yuanyuan and Yang Biao, and his roommates, they are all innocent."
"In this society where the strong eat the weak, there is nothing innocent or innocent. It's a man-made fate." Zhang Yating smiled bitterly, "Don't talk about them, why aren't we?"
Looking at the vicissitudes of her age that floated between her brows, I couldn't say the words of reproach that came to my lips.