The long night is lonely, and the long street is cold. There was a silent drizzle in the sky. The rain was slender, but it was impermeable to the wind. It was slanted side by side, and it was particularly clear under the street lights.
Who’s the back of the figure stretched by the street lamp, and for whom is it rushing in the drizzle in the early morning? This spring season, on this night when everything is growing like a drizzle of oil, there is a beautiful woman like a flower , Will wither and die.
Zhang Yuan strode hurriedly holding Yan Jun, whose life is like a hairspring, and people are most afraid of moving after their bones are broken and pierced into organs. This will cause more serious injuries.
Zhang Yuan knows, he knows, but what else can he do. He just wants to find a room and a bed to practice the way he wants to save people.
If it works, then it doesn’t matter if this move is ineffective. If it doesn’t work, then even if the earth stops moving, she will still die. But on such a night, in this somewhat chaotic suburban assembly department, where can I find a warm room and a clean bed? In fact, Zhang Yuan thought that it’s important to save people on the side of the road, but the temperature at night in this season is still quite low, and it’s raining. More importantly, if a girl like Zhang Yanjun knows that she ends up on the roadside For the first time, she would not be able to stand it.
Of course, Zhang Yuan can also open the shutter door of a clothing store on the side of the road at will. These retractable locks and chain locks are a piece of cake for his current strength.
However, Zhang Yuan still felt bad, because the detection consciousness he released found a better place behind a street.
Behind the street, trails and street lights are sparse. Zhonghai is so big, even this narrow trail is so long, you can't see the head at a glance, but both sides are black holes, only a small orange-red square light box is very conspicuous, with two words on it, "hostel". There is no name for the word hotel. Perhaps the owner thinks that it doesn’t matter whether such a small shop has a name or not. It is better to make the word hotel a little bigger. Let's call it an anonymous hotel for the time being.
The lights in the nameless hotel were dim and miserable in front of the door, and a fat middle-aged woman was dozing off behind a mottled-looking bar counter.
"Open a room." A young man's voice rang.
The middle-aged woman breathed and lay on the table feebly, without raising her eyelids, and said, "Single room or double room."
In fact, it makes sense for her not to raise her eyes. When she comes to stay here at this time, it is usually men and women who have fun in the entertainment venues all night. The girls are drunk, and then the men have no money, so they are drawn to such small hotels. Often when the girl wakes up the next day, the man doesn't know where he is going, so the lady boss deliberately doesn't look at it. If the girl asks tomorrow, she can reply with peace of mind, "I didn't see it." "The best room, hurry up." "It seems that this man is still an anxious guy, he can't wait, but think about it, he is waiting for this when he starts to irrigate girls, he has waited for so long, of course he is anxious.
Banniang took out a key from the drawer and threw it on the bar with a hand, "302."
Later, the lady boss saw two more bright red tickets in front of him, and at the same time a man's voice sounded, "No need to look for it."
The boss's heart moved, she seemed to be a rich man, but she was more concerned, "Couldn't it be counterfeit money? Why is this money so red?"
Her small eyes widened immediately. She raised the money and faced the lamp. She was shocked again. The money was real, but most of it was stained red with blood. The blood hadn't dried completely, so she held it and stuck it in her hand. Sticky…
The lady boss woke up all at once, and her sleepiness disappeared. In the middle of the night, someone presented two bloody banknotes, feeling panicked about how she thought.
"Wait!" The lady boss cried and stood up, holding the teacup tightly, ready to fall over at any time.
In fact, the man did not leave. He slowly turned his head around holding a woman, and asked: "What's the matter?" At this moment, the lady boss finally saw the man clearly. He was not very old. He did hold a girl, but how could he not look at it? Like a cannon, the man can’t call clothes in any of his clothes. Both sleeves are gone, and his arms are exposed, just like a waistcoat. The shirt inside is stained with blood, and the clothes on his back are all mud, and he is holding it. The girl's face was covered by black hair, but the head was shrugged, like a dead person.
"En... No, it's okay." The lady boss screamed, she can't take care of this. This is a murderer. See what he looks like, at least a few kills, and I can't afford it.
The lady boss was okay, but the boy was still okay, and asked, "Where are the stairs?"
"No... the stairs, 302 is the front... the third one."
Dare to love this small hotel room number is 302, 402, 2... a bit creative.
"Oh, are you going to call the police?" the boy asked again.
The lady boss shuddered, "No, no, I dare not, I dare not kill me."
"You can call the police. My name is Zhang Yuan." A minute later, in the room of the nameless hotel, **.
The room is small but very clean. Under the warm light, Yan Jun lay quietly, as if he was asleep, his picturesque brows were still frowning, as if he was suffering, and as if he was in a dream. Yuan and worried.
Zhang Yuan stroked her eyebrows with his fingers, kneaded gently, then slowly lowered his head, and lightly kissed Yan Jun's thin lips.
After that, without delay, he took off his clothes and pants, leaving only a pair of shorts, and climbed onto the big bed.
Yan Jun's upper body was a light-colored shirt, which had been untied during the doctor's examination just now, but Zhang Yuan was afraid to touch her for fear of injuring her internal organs.
So Zhang Yuan immediately began to untie Yanjun's skirt. This is a short knee-length skirt, which is very tight. It outlines Yanjun's exquisite body full of alluring curves. The two white snowy legs that extend under the skirt are even more beautiful. It is very graceful, she is not wearing stockings, her legs are cold with blood loss.
Zhang Yuan did not dare to delay too much, so he went to untie Yanjun's skirt chain behind his waist. He stretched out his hand, and after pulling it apart, he still took it off very hard. Zhang Yuan had no choice but to pull her skirt with both hands and violently tore it open. , "Zila", Yan Jun's bulging triangle wrapped in black tight pants appeared in front of Zhang Yuan.
When Zhang Yuan found out that this girl was actually wearing three close-fitting shows, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but smile, "Don't do dangerous things if you're afraid."
Stripping off all the pieces of cloth under Yan Jun's body, the women's garden that has never been seen before is naturally beautiful and tender to the extreme. The specific image is not described much, so I can imagine it by myself. In fact, Zhang Yuan didn't bother to look more, he just looked at Yan Jun who was still in a coma, and said softly, "Yan Jun, I will definitely save you." Then, he faded away. Shorts, aim it up...
In the Institute of Biology, Qin Xiaorou is instructing the special police to clean up the scene and do clean-up work. All the people who mocked and saw in it were only one word, "miserable". Whether it was Ono's death or Jiu Shugong was smashed to pieces, in short, it was miserable.
Of course, what caused Qin Xiaoruan’s security chief Zhou Wei the most was that the living ginseng was ruined, and the leader had promised to guarantee the safety of the treasure. Now it has become a pile of crushed powder, like plaster, but the matter is not over. , Headaches came one after another.
First, the hospital called and said that Zhang Yuan had robbed Zhang Yanjun, who had died on the front line, and said that he had a way to treat it. Of course, the hospital would be helpless. If it weren’t for Zhang Yuan’s troubles, maybe they could save their lives. .
Just as Qin Xiaorou put down the phone and scolded what the kid wanted to do, the call from the 0 Command Center turned around and said that a murderer who claimed to be Zhang Yuan had forcibly entered a small hotel with a dying woman with unknown purpose.
"One group will continue in place, and the second group will leave with me." Qin Xiaorou took the walkie-talkie and rushed out of the research building door in the rain.
She didn't know what Zhang Yuan was going to do, but she believed that there was always some truth in everything he did. Despite this, Qin Xiaorou couldn't help worrying, it was contradictory, and the so-called concern was chaotic.
Soon all the staff arrived at the nameless hotel, and the fat lady boss was telling the police from the police station who arrived first about the situation at the time. She might think that the case was serious and even the director came personally.
"He went in and never came out, and he didn't know what he was doing inside, police officer, go in and grab him, let us people like us a good night's sleep." The lady boss kept muttering, and then remembering something, said: "I just I called the TV station to report the news. Why haven’t the reporters come yet? The fee for such news reports is at least 200"
Qin Xiaorou's eyes condensed, and she didn't know how Zhang Yuan helped Yanjun treat him, but these were all celebrities in China Sea, and they passed out from the same room, but it was unclear. Fortunately, no one could tell that it was Yanjun. Leaked news.
"Well, we will take over this place. All the people who are not involved will be evacuated. A cordon is pulled out 100 meters around the building. Everyone except the room where the suspect is located will be pulled out for me."
The proprietress wailed, "What is this? Your police do not catch the bad guys, but you have to pull the good guys out of the bed. Where can I live? Those guests will ask me to check out the money..."
The director of the police station was also puzzled and asked, "Is it dangerous? Why should the whole building be evacuated?"
"En, state secrets, this building is now under martial law."
Under Qin Xiaorou’s words, Zhang Yuan and Yanjun’s information became state secrets, so the director of the police station took the lead to do the work, "For the safety of the people’s lives and property, please leave temporarily..." After the arrangements were made, Qin Xiaorou came alone. 302, knock on the door, "Zhang Yuan, it's me, can you come in?" After a while, the door opened, and Zhang Yuan was blocking the door shirtlessly. In fact, he knew the situation outside. It would be obvious that he was smiling.
"How is it? Yanjun and her?" Qin Xiaorou wanted to see the scene inside, but was blocked by Zhang Yuan. "Don't worry, there is no life-threatening, I am helping her repair the broken bones."
"Oh, then you continue."
The glamorous drama was once again staged in the warm house, while the special police outside the house built three lines of defense in the rain.