The cleaners are amazing!

1. Where is the murder weapon?

Driving the rented ordinary car, she was trembling, not daring to relax for a moment, and stared intently at the movement of a black-headed stretch car.

No matter the speed of the other party's car is fast or slow, she precisely controls it, keeping a distance of about three cars, and tracks all the way from the vibrant new city to the old city full of ancient buildings.

Finally, the black-headed car in front finally stopped.She deliberately continued to drive forward for a short distance before parking the car on the side of the road and observing the movement of the vehicle behind through the rearview mirror.

The first to get out of the car was the unremarkable young man in a well-fitted suit, black-rimmed glasses, and well-groomed hair on the assistant's seat—whether conspicuous or not has nothing to do with the youth's appearance.Anyone dressed like this, no matter how neat and prominent the facial features are, will be smoothed out by that plain suit.

The message that this suit conveys to people is: I am an unimportant little character.

But anyone who knows young people knows that his "little role" is probably not "small" at all. He can be a "good role" or a "ruthless role" at critical moments.

The young man walked around to the rear door and opened it graciously——

She opened her eyes with breathless concentration.

——Wearing exquisite high-end handmade leather shoes, he stepped out of the car first, and then saw the elegant suit pants, and above that, he was wearing a well-fitting custom-made suit and was not tall. He was of medium stature, with a proud and straight back.

The moment the middle-aged gentleman exuding elegance and sophistication got out of the car and turned his head for a glance, the two seemed to meet eyes.

Even though his temple hair has been stained with silver, his deep brown eyes are still full of eagle and domineering on the severe face covered with wind and frost, which is not lost to young adults in their 30s or [-]s.

She quickly lowered her head and lay down on the assistant's seat, her heart beating non-stop.

... Am I being seen?

She was counting in her heart, and after 30 seconds, she raised her head cautiously and uneasy again, and peeped through the rear mirror.

Fortunately, the gentlemen and young people, one old and one young, didn't delay much after getting off the car, and went straight to the building that was rumored to be conducting ulterior transactions.

She frowned, staring at the entrance of the building.She knew that there was a small golden signboard of "HOUSEF" hanging on the side.Because I had already come here to explore the way the day before.

Although she was extremely unwilling to believe that he was actually involved in an illegal transaction, what she saw in front of her was an unshakable fact—the images recorded in her digital camera along the way became solid evidence that could never be erased or eliminated.

The most important thing is that as a journalist, based on professional ethics, career ambitions, and a conscience that she can face her children and grandchildren with a clear conscience and hold her head high, she cannot and cannot ignore such a rule. A scoop that will shake the political arena—it will undoubtedly be a scandal that shocks the world.

But when she thought about the consequences of releasing this news, she couldn't help but hesitate...

Ann Marie!

Huh—she glanced down and found herself gnawing her thumb.

Oops, the old problem happened again.

Anmarie would unconsciously bite her nails when she was nervous.

This bad habit that she has developed since she was in kindergarten, even though her mother tried her best and tried everything to get rid of it in the future, but in the end she lost to her bad habits and failed.

Now the mother knows well that smearing pepper on her nails or cutting her nails to the point that she can no longer chew them every three or two days, these tricks are no longer suitable for her who has already grown up, so they are no longer suitable. Make futile attempts.However, every time she sees her ugly nails that seem to have been bitten by a dog, the mother can't help but call her "Anmarie..." and at the same time give her a look of "what should I do with you".

In fact, my mother didn't know that her own efforts were not all in vain.Because every time when Ann Marie showed this habitual action, it didn't take long before my mother's stern "An Marie!" scolded me - even though my mother wasn't around, the scolding had already followed like a shadow Deeply rooted in my mind, and accompanied by a deep sense of guilt, emerged in my heart.

"Tsk!"

Stunned, she retracted her thumb into her fist and shook it vigorously, trying to get rid of the negative emotions that suddenly returned to her childhood and felt that she was worthless and helpless.

— Take it easy, Ann Marie, you want to prove it to them, don't you?You can't let this opportunity slip through your fingers.

She took a deep breath and patted her cheek hard.

"Okay, let's go!"

In one go, she opened the car door, and was about to take the most important step in her life, which symbolized her true independent growth——

"Ga——!"

The noise of the wheels rolling over the cobbled road at high speed drew her attention.

The royal blue open-top gorgeous two-door supercar suddenly sped towards her at high speed from the opposite lane—but in a few seconds, it came to her from the far side with a strong wind.With jaw-dropping top-notch driving skills, even the stop and deceleration are completed in a smooth manner. In the blink of an eye, the car has stopped, and the black-headed car that just drove out of the road is in the vacant roadside parking space.

What's this……?

I have long been accustomed to seeing my compatriots driving recklessly, but the scene in front of me is so shocking that people can't help but want to curse—this is not a racing track, nor a highway.No matter how much you disregard the speed limit, ignore the rules of the road, no matter how much you want to grab this precious parking space, at least you should... She murmured in her heart, and when she saw the "driver" of the convertible sedan jumping out of the car handsomely, she hesitated. end.

Oh shit!

Thanks to the gift of her growing environment, she has seen many times more illegals than ordinary people.Especially those guys with family rings on their hands, black woolen trench coats, and shiny boots—those who kill people without blinking an eye, she can tell them immediately just by looking at them.

Basically, through the sunglasses on his face, you can still feel the sharp sword-like eyes of the other party-you know that he is a terrible guy.

If you add the superior physique as fierce as a leopard, and the whole body seems to be relaxed, in fact, anyone who intends to do anything within a radius of one meter from him will be immediately knocked down—you will know that he is a very deadly guy .

In the end, if this person drives like a lunatic and looks like a foreigner of oriental descent, plus the big paper bag in his hand, it can hold all kinds of murder weapons that can kill people in a short distance ——You fucking know: I should either run and run away from this place, or call 113 as soon as possible and tell them that they can come here to collect the body.

However, there will be exceptions to the above actions only in one case.

She opened her eyes and watched the desperate and crazy driver, and then entered the building. After thinking about the fact that the two men who walked lightly today did not have bodyguards at all, before she "thought", her The body took action one step earlier: three steps and two steps, surpassing the beating heart speed, chasing the past with the largest strides she could and with all her strength.

"Hahaha……"

There was no one in the courtyard, the gentleman and young man from before, and the mysterious man who entered a few steps behind them.But she knew where the gentleman and the young man were going, so she ran up the stairwell on the right without hesitation.

Plop plop plop!

Please, please...don't...

Panting and climbing up the seemingly endless steps.

dong dong dong dong!

His temples throbbed, his cheeks twitched, and his eyes frantically searched for the target in front of him!

——Yes! !

The gentleman, the young man, and the mysterious man faced each other in front of a white door just as she had imagined.She didn't know what the three of them were talking about, but she could feel the unstable breath floating in the air, ready to explode.

She saw the gentleman frowned disapprovingly.

The mysterious man reached into the paper bag—it was like a slow-motion movie in her eyes—a deadly weapon that was about to be drawn out.

"No--!!"

She screamed, howling like crazy, and rushed to the man. "Daddy - it's dangerous!!"

"Ann Marie?"

"Miss?"

"Depend on!"

Three men of different ages, who happened to be the old, middle and young generations, all looked at her with the same astonished expression as a steam train with brakes out of control crashed towards her.

In the end, like a bowling ball, she slammed into the bowling pins of the mysterious man—the only difference was that they didn't both roll into the lane or fall to the ground.

The man's hard chest, like a solid wall, stopped her "rush".The man's hands, like iron fences, firmly bear her weight.

Taking it for granted, in order to pick her up, the man naturally gave up the "paper bag" in his hand, and let the contents of that bag replace them, rolling all over the floor.

"Anmarie, what are you doing?" The silver-haired gentleman = her father, asked again confused and sullen.

"Miss, are you alright?" The young man = her father's secretary pulled her out of the mysterious man's arms calmly.

"Schete, fell to the ground. 』

The mysterious man raised his hands, angrily spat out words she couldn't understand, and then turned to her and said, "What about you? The brakes are broken! Didn't anyone tell you about the danger of rampaging in the hallway?"

Why does this sentence seem familiar, as if she wanted to teach him a lesson when she saw him driving just now?

"You, you want to use the murder weapon to deal with my father, of course I will fight back!"

"Weapon? What weapon?" The man frowned.

"It's just—" She lowered her head and wanted to point out the "weapon" in the paper bag, but after carefully seeing what fell out of the paper bag, she was speechless.

"It turns out that in this country, rags, detergents, and garbage bags have already been listed as "murder weapons"?"

"You...what do you want to do with these things!" A killer doesn't even have a gun?Do these orientals like perverted killing methods?Ann Marie is still weaving in her mind the plot of the killer murdering with a rag and cleaning up with detergent and garbage bags.

"Huh?" The man looked like he was looking at a crazy woman.

"Answer me! Why are you holding these? Did you intend to do something wrong to my father? Who sent you here!" An Marie was furious. In fact, she didn't know what she was talking about.

"In the winter of a bad year, engage in Miss Xiao. 』

Muttering, the eastern man raised his eyebrows, "I don't see the need for me to answer you. But in order not to hear your shrill voice - why can't I hold these things? These are my props for making money, for eating Guy. After reading all this, you still don’t know that I’m a fucking cleaner, did I break the law?”

Clean, clean, work?

Anmarie swallowed her saliva, her eyes widened—hell, who would believe that the man in front of her was just a "cleaner"? !