Yingqian looked at the palm of the short, fat man's hand that was getting closer.

But he smiled.

The tiger does not show off its power.

Do you really think of her as a good young man?

Her patience has limits.

But it's a pity.

Just a second ago, it had been completely consumed.

Yingqian recited "My Buddha is compassionate" in his heart.

Move your wrist half a circle.

She was considering knocking out a few of the pudgy man's teeth in order to show her kindness as a special consultant.

But at this time.

A cry of pain suddenly came from my ears.

Yingqian raised his head.

I saw Ji Chiyu's handsome profile.

Even in a dark alley, amidst the mud and dust, he still carried an elegance that was as unattainable as the moonlight hanging in the sky.

Yingqian was stunned for a while.

His eyes swept over Ji Chiyu's meticulous suit, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"doctor."

Yingqian tilted his head, smiled, and said softly:

"Are you here to save me? He's so handsome!"

Ji Chiyu glanced sideways at her, raised his thin lips and said;

"Everything that follows is my doing."

He pushed gently.

The short, fat man fell backwards uncontrollably.

He even knocked several of his companions to the ground.

They rolled into a ball.

Everyone is in a state of embarrassment.

Yingqian blinked.

Seems to understand something.

She gave a thumbs up, stood on tiptoes, and hugged Ji Chiyu heavily in a brotherly manner.

"Thanks, doctor!"

Ji Chiyu responded to the hug.

His arms wrapped around Ying Qian's slender waist.

A warm color quietly flashed across his eyes.

"It's my pleasure."

Ying Qian frowned.

Wait until this hug is over.

The smile on her face had completely disappeared.

The rest.

There was only the coldness that made several men tremble.

"Come and have some fun."

The tip of his scarlet tongue swept across the corner of his lips, and Yingqian took a step forward.

She bent down slightly.

The dark eyes flashed through the charming but dangerous darkness in the moonlight.

She said:

"I'll give you a pair of hands. If I can't kick you to death today, my fucking years have been in vain!"

The soles of size 36 shoes are printed with the big face of a short, fat man of size 48.

In the center of the face.

Leave a clear shoe print.

But this is just the beginning.

Yingqian had been holding back her anger for a long time, and finally someone came to her door. Of course she welcomed it.

Half an hour later.

Looking at several men kneeling on the ground, Yingqian touched his chin and asked:

"You said you saw a woman in a red dress walking into an alley before?"

"Yes."

The short, fat man sniffed, with shoe marks on his face, and said in a trembling voice:

"That woman looked pretty good, so we looked at her a few more times, but we really didn't do anything, sister!"

"I didn't say anything!" the thin young man added, wiping away the nosebleeds and swearing: "New boss, if I lie, I will never find a wife in this life!"

What kind of nonsense are these names?

Ying Qian frowned, feeling disgusted.

"Pay attention to your wording. I am a special consultant in name only. I cannot do anything illegal or disciplinary, do you understand?"

The short, fat man looked at the injuries on himself and his companions and fell into a brief silence.

Yingqian was too lazy to pay attention to them and continued to ask:

"Do you still remember when you saw the woman in red?"

"perhaps..."

The thin young man scratched his head vigorously, pointed at the pile of wine bottles, and said:

"We saw her before we drank. It was just after dark, only three hours?"

They are not sure.

But it is enough to provide this information.

Alleys extend in all directions.

Being able to determine the route the corpse traveled before death meant that Yingqian's trip was not in vain.

She nodded and cast an appreciative look.

"Very good. Although you were injured all over your body from the fall, you are still willing to cooperate with my work. I am very touched."

The short, fat man was stunned.

"Ah this..."

"That's right!" With tears in his eyes and an injury all over his body, the thin young man took over the topic and murmured: "This is all our own fault. It has nothing to do with the new boss or the new boss's men."

"The new boss man?"

Yingqian looked at Ji Chiyu and whispered:

"It sounds like you are the pretty boy I kept?"

She had already lowered her voice.

I couldn't even hear clearly.

Ji Chiyu seemed to understand. He took off his suit jacket and put it on Yingqian's shoulders.

"Not bad."

Only then did she notice.

The coat that Ying Zhan left for her had been thrown away somewhere.

But Ji Chiyu was wearing a loose suit.

Although the cuffs and hem have grown a lot.

It makes her look like a child who has stolen an adult's clothes.
To be continued...