Beloved of Bossy President

The document was hidden and double coded. When Mingke decrypted and opened it, the photos in it clearly came to her eyes.

The photo of her dormitory, from different angles outside the window, has signs on it, indicating the angle, distance, and the distance between the bed she sleeps and the window.

There is also a set of photos, all of which are marked atlas, showing the situation outside each window of the small apartment in Beiming Liancheng.

Even the underground parking lot of East entertainment media and the lobby on the first floor of the office building have been marked with photos.

The most terrifying thing is the photos outside the operating room of the hospital, the angle from each entrance to the outside of the operating room, and the distance

"Professional killer" these four words, instantly pull the heart of Mingke tightly, mark the person is not thinking about how to kill her?

These photos must have been taken in order to kill her. During that time, she had been to these places, and the killer had stayed in every place, maybe, right beside her

Breathing disorderly, very disorderly, now think back, only later to fear.

If it wasn't for Beiming Liancheng and Mu Zijin who had been guarding her, she would have lost her life. It turned out that the killer was so close to her

But why are these photos in long Chuhan's computer? She didn't believe that he was the killer who was ordered to kill himself, one of the four killers of flying eagle. If it was him, he didn't have to remind himself to be careful on the phone.

But if it wasn't for him, why would he have these photos? Is it true that the killer is very close to him?

If this is true, then, there is only one possibility that can be explained. He is really a flying eagle.

"Look what kind of woman the wind has brought back." Suddenly, a low voice with a bit of evil spirit sounded behind.

Mingke was so scared that he almost screamed. He suddenly looked back and saw that the door of the study was half open. There was a man in black casual clothes standing by the door.

This man has short hair, which is longer than an inch, but it's not much different.

Facial features are not excellent, very ordinary, and the figure is not tall. Anyway, if you fall into the crowd, you will not find him in an instant.

But when did he come in and come to the door of his study? She couldn't hear anything at all, but just now she was sure that there was no one in the other room.

Now it's too late to turn off long Chuhan's computer. Is this man long Chuhan's companion? Is he also a flying eagle?

"I didn't scream. It's more interesting than I thought." The man stared at her and said with a smile: "no wonder every time I have to do something, I will always be hindered by something. It turns out that you are still the woman of the wind."

I can't understand him. What's the wind? What kind of woman? What he said about wind is long Chuhan? I forgot what she said just now, and the first thing she brought back was nothing.

In this way, the code name of wind is likely to be the name of long Chuhan in Feiying.

She stood quietly in front of the desk and looked at the man leaning against the door. She felt carefully towards the desk behind her. The man did not speak, so she immediately said, "who are you? How did you get in? "

"Of course, I walk in through the door. I don't have the ability to fly over the eaves and walls." The man said with a smile that he was so gentle and harmless that he didn't look like a murderer. However, he was really the killer of flying eagle. By this time, his name could be confirmed.

While he was talking, Mingke's long finger slowly touched the handbag behind him, which had her mobile phone in it.

Anyway, she has to tell the news to Beiming night. Even if she will die here today, she has to let Beiming night know who killed her.

Thinking of the word "death", I could not help but panic. Even the long finger could not stop shivering. But she had to talk to the man, otherwise, he would find her intention.

"What's your relationship with long Chuhan? Do you live with him? " She asked calmly, staring at the man.

"Guess what?" The man suddenly stood upright.

Mingkebreath was in a mess immediately. Looking at him coming to her, she said, "I'm a friend of long Chuhan. He invited me here. By the way, he seems to be ill. Do you want to see him?"

"Isn't it normal that he is ill? I'm not his woman. What do you want to see him do? " After a few steps, the man stops and stares at mingxiaoyingying and says, "on the contrary, I'm more interested in you than him. Aren't you the woman of Beiming night? Why are you with us again? "

Mingke takes a deep breath. Now that he has talked about the topic, she doesn't have to hide it any more. Her long finger has touched the mobile phone, but she can't open it openly in his face for a while.

She moved her body, moved a position, better blocked everything behind, still staring at the man, pretending to be calm: "are you the killer who tried to kill me last time?""How can I see it?" The man looked at her with all his spare time. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to catch her. On the contrary, he talked with her with interest: "do I look so obvious with the word" killer "written on my face?"

"I don't know you, but you know so much about me, only that you have investigated me before."

The man shrugged, but didn't retort. He just stared at her and said: "a girl as delicate as you is, she looks so good-looking. Her figure is..."

Glancing over her, he said with a smile, "this figure seems not bad. How wasteful it is to kill you?"

Mingke resisted the disgust in his heart when he looked at him and carefully opened the phone: "but if I didn't receive the wrong message, the person who traded with you has cancelled the transaction. Now I'm not your target. It's no good for you to kill me."

"I didn't want to kill you, but since you know the secret of Feng, I can only help him to kill you." Men look at her eyes full of regret, seems to think it's a pity to kill her like this.

Staring at her delicate face, he said helplessly: "look at you, now you still want to call others, do you want to tell the identity of Beiming night wind? You said all this, can I not kill you? If I don't kill you, it will hurt the wind. "

Mingke was startled. He threw the phone in his hand back to his handbag. What he had done could not escape the sharp eyes of the other party. He knew everything!