Chapter 220： How is the investigation (2/2)

The outstanding facial features were immediately exposed.

The waitress who came to serve the wine glanced at him, and was shocked, followed by excitement: ”May I ask you a witch... witch flaw?”

Wu Xia looked up at her.

The blue eyes, like sea water, are breathtakingly beautiful even in a dim space.

The waitress screamed uncontrollably, ”You are really a witch! Have you come to China, my God...but, can you sign me?”

The woman's voice was very loud, and everyone around could not help looking at it when they heard the voice.

Especially when the word ”Wu Xia” was introduced to everyone's ears, they were suddenly surprised.

Witchcraft?

Wu Xia came to China?

The people turned their heads to ears, and the bar suddenly became restless.

Luo Qiao glared at Wu Xia, lowered the brim of her hat, and said lowly: ”Run.”

Wu Xia regretted taking off the mask, and quickly took it over and put it on. She stood up on the table and jumped out, followed by Rui Ze next to her.

The man's figure was tall and straight, and he caught everyone's attention when he appeared.

The women were even more sure that it was him, the screams were louder, and the flashing lights of the phone came one after another.

After they chased them out, Luo Qiao quickly opened the car door, waited for the two to get in the car and sit down, stepped on the accelerator pedal to the end, and escaped from the bar.

”What kind of mask are you okay? How famous are you?” In the car, Rui Ze glanced at Wu Xia and accused.

Wu Xia was quite innocent: ”I took it for less than two seconds, and who knew I would be recognized.

”...”

That night, entries such as #巫emia Bar# and #巫emia国家# were searched hotly.

To thousands of young girls, the word wuxia is like a stimulant, and the groundhog screams when they see it.

The word Wu Xia was ranked first in the hot search. Ming Siran leaned on the sofa, swiped Weibo, and saw this name.

He clicked in casually and paused slightly on the outgoing bar photo.

He clicked.

Although vague, he would never admit that Luo Qiao was wrong, and she was still wearing the coat before leaving.

Ming Siran looked at the two names of Wu Xia, and at Luo Qiao, who was walking with Wu Xia in the photo, slowly tightened her brows.

A few seconds later, his slender fingers quit Weibo and dialed a number.

Lazily tone: ”How's the investigation?”

A voice came from there: ”According to the results of the current investigation, Miss Luo's residence was uncertain during the two years abroad. The house Mr. Luo Zelan bought for her, she only lived once or twice a month, and Mr. Luo Zelan visited her. I only go there when I go there. I usually go to a lot of places, but also very complicated.”

”Who does she know? Have you checked it out?”

”Many, and most of them are quite mysterious. Some people will even be blocked when I find out half of them.”

Ming Siran squinted, blocking.

”For the time being, I only found so many.”

Ming Siran gave a faint hum. Just as he was about to hang up, he listened to the man over there to continue: ”There is another thing. When Miss Luo Qiao first arrived abroad, she seemed to be in a bad mood.”

Ming Siran's fingers paused slightly, and a dark color flashed in his eyes: ”Is the mood wrong?”

”According to neighbors, sometimes women's screams come from Miss Luo's house, which seems to be painful.

Ming Siran's brows frowned, he put down his overlapping long legs, and his voice was low: ”Scream of a woman?”