[MTL, BL] I Conquer The Hidden Boss by Brushing My Face [Infinite Stream]

1.9

So far, 15 of the 44 people have died, and all of these 15 people died within the city of E. Even if the household registration has been moved out, they will return here for some strange reasons and then die.

The first 8 people died on and off due to accidents or diseases in the first 5 years. After that, no accidents happened and it seems to have subsided. But three months ago, the murder happened, and even without any shielding, the murder was carried out carelessly, and the scene was very bloody.

As if to announce something.

After memorizing the death list, Jiang Fuyue closed the book and left the Internet cafe.

At this time, there was only less than an hour left before the class reunion, and it was the rush hour, so it was only possible to take the subway.

Just when he was just walking to the subway station, the gloomy sky suddenly fell with rain, which caught passersby by surprise.

Looking at the hot and humid weather outside, he walked to the cold subway station without hesitation.

Not long after getting in the car, his cell phone rang. There are only those few people in the world who know his phone number, this time he didn't hesitate to connect directly.

Jiang Fuyue: "Hello

, who is it?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, is that Mr. Jiang Chen?"

Hearing that it was the young police officer who took the record yesterday, Jiang Fuyue casually put on the Bluetooth headset, While scanning the information, he asked: "Officer Chen, is there anything?"

"Where are you now? Is it convenient to meet you?"

"It's not convenient."

"Are you going to the high school reunion?"

Jiang Fuyue pointed her finger . , a streamer flashed in Shang Tiao's eyes: "Officer Chen seems to know a lot of things." The other end of

the phone paused and changed the subject: "When will you finish?"

"Nine o'clock."

"Okay, then I'll be at nine I'll pick you up."

Officer Chen was about to hang up the phone when he heard a cold male voice: "Don't ask the address?"

With a smile, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the endless stream of vehicles and said, "Because I do know a lot of things."

"... Hang up."

Putting away the headphones, Jiang Fuyue leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes. After about half an hour, the destination arrived. He bought a transparent umbrella at the exit. After walking a few hundred meters with the navigation guide, he raised his eyebrows slightly at the luxurious five-star hotel in front of him. He thought that the party had better not be organized by AA, because he didn't have much cash on hand, and if he was detained Now, you can only be the doorman for the hotel.

The script didn't indicate which hall he was in, but this time he didn't need to reason, just ask the front desk and the waiter would bring him to the restaurant.

A camera appeared in the corridor, Jiang Fuyue silently adjusted her expression and pushed open the door.

The moment he entered the door, the eyes of more than a dozen people in the hall shifted to him, either amazed, puzzled, or thoughtful.