Female president's private killer

This day is July 11.

Duan Tiandao has decided to take this day as a memorial day. Well, it is the best memorial day for ordinary people so far.

At the beginning, he found several reasons to hold Louise to celebrate. Later, he simply didn't bother to find reasons. Anyway, he just kept throwing, repeatedly throwing, and hard.

When he rested for ten minutes and was ready to rush at Louise again, Louise, who was already half dead, suddenly cried: "husband! I was wrong! "

Eh? Duan Tiandao was refreshed immediately!

This voice is full of vigor and vitality. It looks very powerful... Well, at least it can be done again.

Louise grabbed Duan Tiandao's arm with her small hand and cried hard: "I'm wrong. Asians are the most powerful people in the world..."

Duan Tiandao nodded with satisfaction: "well, for the sake of your sincere attitude of admitting your mistake, I'll reward you again... Er... No, three times?"

Louise was almost out of breath: "husband, please, spare me! I don't want to die! "

Duan Tiandao was stunned. What's this saying? Although I'm a powerful killer, how can I kill my wife: "well, I'll reward it once!"

Louise shouted with all her strength, "husband! If you don't want to attend my funeral! Just spare me! I can't stand it half a time! " She wanted to say something more, but somehow, she suddenly fell asleep while sleeping and crying.

Duan Tiandao: "

At first, seeing that the little girl was so healthy and energetic, I thought she could hold up a few more rounds. How can she not do well?

Even when she fell asleep, the great beauty of Ou fan subconsciously shrank in the corner of the bed. A very large figure shrank like a little girl. She was far away from Duan Tiandao. It seemed that she was afraid that someone would hold her in her arms again, and the sobbing tears wet the pillow.

Duan Tiandao had to sigh and lay in bed for a few minutes. He wanted to sleep. Unfortunately, he didn't know how to do it tonight. He couldn't sleep.

He simply got up, practiced 28 fists, did more than 500 sit ups, more than 600 push ups, and more than 700 pull ups

Well, the spirit is getting better and better.

Duan Tiandao, who couldn't sleep, looked at the time. It was already four o'clock in the morning. He simply didn't bother to sleep. He took a bath, put on his clothes, kissed Louise gently on her forehead, scared Louise who had died of sleep, shivered all over, and instinctively shrank to another corner of the bed.

Duan Tiandao: "

I wanted to just walk away. After thinking about it, he coughed low: "that wife, you have a good rest. I'll come back to you later."

Louise, who had fallen asleep, suddenly didn't know why she cried again: "wuwuwuwuwu..."

Duan Tiandao basically couldn't talk about it, so he had to leave bitterly.

Alas, I can't imagine that this foreign girl who looks domineering also has a weak side!

This day is destined to be a sleepless night.

Not only Duan Tiandao, but also many people can't sleep.

Mao Lan is one of them.

Mao Lan was sitting by her spacious bed, holding a bottle of liquor in her hand, took a hard sip, and then spit out the smell of wine. Her mood is restless. She can't close her eyes since she came back. On the opposite side is the mirror like counter, which reflects her whole person.

The beautiful photographer looked left and right at the opposite himself. However, he felt that he looked good, at least much better than the one named Wang Mengya. She is taller than her, her face is more beautiful, and her legs are longer

Why would this bastard rather take advantage of the little fox than his own at night?

I lost my temper with him... I kicked him out of my sleeping bag... I questioned his bad intentions

This bastard has bad intentions!

Mao Lan mercilessly compared himself to the other side with a delicate middle finger!

As a result, she was shocked by her arrogance.

Mao Lan smiled bitterly and began to drink again. Although she had drunk a lot, she didn't think it was enough. At least she wasn't drunk enough to do what she wanted.

How can this make you drunk?

So she continued to pour herself hard, and at least got herself half drunk before the painful tangle at the bottom of her heart disappeared.

One bottle is empty and the second bottle is empty. Fortunately, she bought enough wine today, so she can touch the third bottle. When the bottle was empty, she felt as if the heat was about the same and she could fight with people.

On this thought, the woman in the mirror is irresistible domineering side leakage.

The woman in the mirror looks a little sexy, if not holding a half empty wine bottle in one hand and a crossbow in the other hand.

Why are you good at crossbow?

Are you trying to kill him?

Mao Lan was stunned, put down his crossbow, took another sip of wine, angrily opened the small power amplifier beside the bed, and a burst of melodious music flowed out, just like ethereal sounds of nature in a quiet night.

"Ling duowenxun, Meiying, is so cute. She feels uneasy, but she can't say it. You know, but she doesn't mention separation. Your answer is no accident. You love both. You talk so much, but I don't understand. I only know that sooner or later both your hearts will hurt. The two girls are sensitive, independent, intelligent, calm and slender. They will love you so much. I have nothing to say. I can't tell the end. In the end, who will comfort who may, who will resent who will be happy... "

No one knows why there is a song "two girls" by Karen Mok in the power amplifier.

This song is very suitable to describe the current state of mind of beautiful photographers.

Because this is the perfect portrayal of Duan Tiandao's flower heart radish!

Mao Lan didn't know why. He changed the wine bottle into a crossbow and pulled the trigger against the cabinet door!

The sharp crossbow and arrow went straight into the cabinet door. The tail feather gradually calmed down after the crazy tremor, but the madness in the heart of the beautiful photographer still couldn't be vented. She couldn't help biting the snow-white silver teeth and shouted out as much as she could: "Duan Tiandao! I! I hate you! "

She didn't know that at this time, outside the bright color photography door, there was a static black SUV. Suddenly, it started like a rabbit hit by an arrow and ran away in the twinkling of an eye!

After running several kilometers away, Duan Tiandao had time to stop and wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

what the fuck!

He drove to liangse in the middle of the night. He was still thinking about whether to sneak up and say hello to Mao Lan. How could he have thought that the sudden wind in the middle of the night in the beautiful photographer's room sent out a strong murderous spirit, which scared him to turn and run away!

Well, it's better to go in two days

This night is still a sleepless night. Not only Duan Tiandao Mao Lan, but also many people can't sleep.

Su Tianlan is one of them.

She worked at the desk in the middle of the night, studying the case file in her hand. A pair of good-looking eyebrows have been wrinkled together and never stretched out.

This is the worst rape and murder case in nanchun at present. The victim is a student of nanchun art school. The murderer not only raped the female student many times, but also strangled her. The body is hanging in the forest behind the school. What's more strange is that a few big words are written in blood on the trunk next to it.

Seeing these words, Su Tianlan felt a headache.

Because she has seen these words.

It says, "there's a ghost!"

She had suspected that this matter was related to Duan Tiandao, but after the last scare, she had learned to bear it. Unfortunately, she learned from a winch man of the rescue team after secretly obtaining evidence that Duan Tiandao and three people were trapped in the primeval forest of Beiya at the time of the crime.

Both time and witness evidence proved that he had no possibility of committing a crime.

So, were these two cases with "ghosts" written by the same person or simply imitated? Is there any connection between the two? Or a simple coincidence?

Careless, why what sue, Tian Lan thought of this careless woodlouse, felt a headache, and it seemed that the way of thinking was not clear. And after a busy night, the stomach was hungry and some pain was gone. So I had to take a long breath and start up, and went to the filing cabinet and pulled out a bucket of instant noodles.

Tearing open the package and preparing to soak in water, Su Tianlan: "...."

There is no mistake!

No seasoning bag?

Su Tianlan suddenly wanted to take out a pistol and shoot three times at the bag of instant noodles without seasoning bag. Just kill it!

Even if it's once or twice, it's the 18th time!

This kind of barreled instant noodles is produced a lot. In such a large quantity, it is normal to occasionally have a few barrels without seasoning bags. Occasionally, it will be encountered once or twice due to poor personality

But what is the concept of eighteen consecutive encounters?

Take this luck to buy welfare lottery tickets. I won seven or eight first prizes!

Su Tianlan felt that it was dark for a moment. An unknown fire rushed to the top, threw the bucket of instant noodles directly into the garbage can, and shouted: "don't expect me to eat this kind of white noodles without seasoning bag! I've eaten it eighteen times! "

Discarded instant noodles: "..."

Su Tianlan angrily took another bucket and was about to tear the package. Suddenly, his heart moved, stopped and put the seal of instant noodles under the light to observe carefully.

All quasi brand instant noodles use professional sealing machines to ensure that the sealing is clean, neat and fast. If someone opens the sealing, takes away the seasoning package, and then seals the package for restoration, no matter how sophisticated the means are, they will leave traces.

But

No trace.

This bucket of instant noodles clearly and directly told Su Tianlan that it was produced by the original plastic sealing factory, and it didn't know whether it had a seasoning bag.

Su Tianlan was stunned for a long time, suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly. Maybe he had been doing criminal investigation for too long and had developed an occupational disease.

Who would be bored to this extent and spend so many twists and turns just to let himself eat instant noodles without seasoning bag?

With this spare time, you can assassinate yourself several times.

The beautiful policeman took a breath and tore open the package: "..."

Su Tianlan said nothing. He kicked the bucket of instant noodles with one kick, and the torn instant noodles powder fell all over the ground.

Can I swear?

Can you!

The beautiful police couldn't care whether they could say rude words. Without saying a word, they said a rude word: "where's the seasoning bag!"

She opened the remaining barrels of noodles in one breath: "there are no seasoning bags!"

Su Tianlan couldn't help it anymore. He crushed all the barrels of instant noodles, sneered and strode towards the elevator.

OK! We'll see!

I don't believe it!

I can't eat instant noodles with seasoning bag today!

Broken instant noodles on the ground: "...."