Chapter 193 (1/2)

No longer talking, she turned her head, looked at the tall building outside the window and closed her eyes.

Lin Mubei drove steadily and unhappily, which enabled Murong to have a good sleep for an hour.

When the car stopped, Murong also opened his eyes. The sound was so light that he could hardly hear. Fortunately, Lin Mubei had a sharp ear: ”here?”

”Get off.”

Murong shook his head, obediently untied his seat belt, opened the door and got off.

Looking at the community in front of her, she said, ”I don't think he will be in this community. Although there is a smell of flowers here, it's not like this. Don't go in.”

Lin Mu Bei raised his eyebrows and stood still: ”I'd better go in and have a look.”

Murong turned his face and looked at him. After a few seconds, he said, ”since captain Lin doesn't believe me, what can I do to pull me out?”

Then she walked away and stopped the bus at the roadside. Lin Mubei's eyes sank and said, ”get on the bus.”

Murong looked at him. He pursed his lips and said, ”go to the next place.”

Murong didn't lose his temper. Obediently, he got on the car and fastened his seat belt, but he didn't say a word.

Lin Mubei looked at the front and drove safely. He couldn't feel the woman's heart, so he didn't want to believe the woman easily, but he had to believe it. It was very oppressive, so Lin Mubei's face was not very good.

On the way to the next place, Murong didn't sleep. Instead, he turned on the car stereo and the soft music flowed out. Lin Mubei glanced at her. She turned down her voice a lot and said expressionless: ”Captain Lin, don't worry. Since I promised to help you, I won't eat my words.”

Murong looked at Lin Mubei's side face without any waves and smiled charmingly: ”not to mention, you are no worse than Lin Yuxiao. I dare not offend anyone again.”

The comparison between Murong and Lin Yuxiao made Lin Mubei a little unhappy. He always looked down on Lin Yuxiao.

Lin Mubei pressed his thick eyebrows a little: ”this is the best.”

Even if it was a general positioning, they also ran a lot of places this morning. They saw that it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, approaching the point of dinner. They didn't drop rice or drink.

Lin Mubei has no mind and Murong poetry has no appetite.

”This is the last place,” said Lin Mubei, looking at Murong, who was wandering around. She seemed to have some difficulty in moving and walked very slowly.

Murong stood in the middle of the road and closed his eyes. After a while, he opened it and said, ”this is it.”

Lin Mubei quickly called someone and asked Murong to lead the way.

Murong's memory is not bad. Following his vague impression, he took them downstairs: ”it should be here.”

”What floor?”

”It seems to be between the 17th and 20th floors. I'm not sure when I turn right out of the elevator.” Murong thought for a while and replied.

Lin Mubei quickly glanced at the people on his side and ordered: ”five people on each floor, go find it!”

Murong said: ”this is a nuisance. If someone calls the police...”

Lin Mubei thought for a moment. Indeed, he stopped the actions of his men, took out his mobile phone and called the head, briefly explained the address and matters, Murong pressed his shoulder back, put away the phone, was about to speak, glanced at Murong's chest and paused.

Murong frowned and was about to speak. Lin Mubei took the lead in opening his mouth. His tone was severe: ”don't move!”

”Huh?”

Lin Mubei's hand had reached out to the cloth on his chest. Murong was surprised and was about to move, but he saw Lin Mubei's finger gently pulling at the button and retracting.

Murong looked alert and looked ugly: ”Lin Mubei, what are you doing?”

Lin Mubei put his finger in front of her and handed it to her. There was a thin layer of light.

Murong saw clearly, his body trembled and his face turned white.

Lin Mubei crushed the thing and said in a deep voice, ”you'd better stay at Sitong during this time to avoid anything.”

Murong was stunned. She just felt that the air around her became thin, which made her out of breath and couldn't say a word.

The North color of Lin Mu was also ugly. In the quiet air, a bell sharply cut through the silence.

Lin Mubei glanced at the mobile phone still in his hand. It was buzzing, but it was a strange number.

He hesitated for a moment and picked it up.

The voice from the other end of the phone was very familiar, but it made Lin Mu gloomy in the north. The wind and rain was coming. He shouted a name to the phone word by word: ”Lin Yuxiao.”

”It's me.” Lin Yuxiao at the other end of the phone smiled bitterly: ”it seems that my dear brother hasn't forgotten my poor brother.”

Murong suddenly raised his head when he heard the name Lin Yuxiao. His body trembled and stared at the mobile phone in Lin Mubei's hand.

Lin Mubei's eyebrows screwed together, without a sound or hanging up the phone.