Chapter 637: Not cold killer (4)
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At such an old age, it should be, can't, will, be the host of mat autumn, right?
Even though he thought it was impossible, Ling Wuzhi still had some uncertainty in his heart.
shook his head, Ling Wuzhi temporarily suppressed the irritability in his heart.
If Leng Tianhong is really the host of Xi Ziqiu, she can't help but attack!
嘤嘤
If true...
Such speculation made Ling Wuyi not in the mood to continue wandering outside. She got off the sightseeing bus and went back to the hotel where she was staying.
After taking a bath, Ling Wuzhi lay on the bed and looked at various information about the target person.
She plans to start the operation tomorrow, and she is now a killer, so she has to make sure to complete the mission!
Ling Wuzhi felt that she had started to learn to enjoy all kinds of life at this time!
Various identities, various occupations.
Although sometimes, it will be difficult, but more of this feeling she still enjoys!
Like this time, Ling Wuyi thinks the killer is really a cool profession!
Although it is specialized in killing people...
Ling Wuyi took a look, that important person was actually not a good person.
Besides, that VIP has a very special hobby!
Tomorrow, Ling Wuyi will take advantage of this important person's special hobby to approach him——
The next morning, Ling Wuzhi got up from the bed at 4:30. She tried to change into a pink organza tutu skirt and her hair was tied into two high ponytails.
Put on black contact lenses to hide his original pupil color. In order to make the whole person appear more innocent and harmless, Ling Wuzhi also specially placed a round black mole under his big watery eyes.
In front of the mirror, he did a lot of cute and coquettish actions, Ling Wuzhi just felt that he couldn't take it anymore!
Seeing that this outfit is almost the same, Ling Wuzhi removed her two ponytails and changed her skirt.
Putting the skirt and a set of sportswear into his backpack, Ling Wuwei put on his sunglasses, and left the hotel carrying his bag with the skirt on his back——
Ling Wuzhi came to a park not far from his destination, followed the sign to the public toilet and changed into a skirt.
The two high ponytails were tied back again, and a cartoon version of a small satchel and a prepared prop were taken out from the backpack.
After hiding the backpack and everything in the toilet again, Ling Wuzhi checked the blade hidden in his underwear.
pursed his lips and took a deep breath, Ling Wuyi nodded to the person in the mirror: "You can!"
Although it’s not the first time to kill someone, but the first time to be a killer or something, I’m still very excited!
“Huh”
The person in the mirror is really too soft and cute, Ling Wuzhi, who can't stand it himself, shook his shoulders, turned around and walked out...
Not too far from this park is a national cemetery.
The VIP's itinerary shows that this morning, he will come here to visit his late father's grave.
If it weren't for the father of an important minister of the country, Ling Wuyi thought that the important official would not be able to be such a high official as he is now.
What Ling Wuyi has to do is to wait for the target person to come to the door!
Standing on the side of the road outside the park and walking around, Ling Wuzhi turned around and looked around as he walked.
A black low-key and steady car stopped when passing by Ling Wu Wee.
The three bodyguard-like cars behind it also stopped.
Ling Wuyi just took one more look and then withdrew her gaze. She was still walking back and forth, her eyes were a little scared, and her face was flustered and helpless.
In the eyes of everyone, this girl is lost!
The driver in the car came down and asked Ling Wuzhi if he needed help politely and gently.
Ling Wu was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the driver's uncle who was at least two heads taller than her.
No way, Leng Qi's height is only 1.57 meters. In order to look petite, Ling Wuwei also specially wears flat shoes.
Ling Wuyi looked at the uncle of the driver in surprise, and said in the less fluent Chinese language: "I...I'm here to take pictures...Walking and walking, I got lost."
When was talking, Ling Wuzhi also raised the camera in his hand.
The driver's uncle nodded to show his understanding, and he said, "Our husband said, you can get on the bus, and we will give you a ride."
"Really?! Your husbands are really good people!" Ling Wuyi stared at the driver's uncle with wide eyes with joy.
The driver's uncle smiled and nodded, but there was a flash of regret in Ling Wuzhi's eyes.
Ling Wuxie behaved naively, as if he did not see the 'inexplicable' regret.
followed the driver into the black car, a foreign old man with gold-rimmed glasses, a black suit, and meticulously combed half-white hair was sitting inside reading a newspaper.
Seeing Ling Wuzhi coming in, he immediately raised an elder-like smile.
"Child, lost?" the old man asked.
Ling Wuzhi nodded with innocent eyes: "Well, thank you sir for giving me a ride!"
"No thanks, it's on the way anyway, but why did you come to the suburbs alone, child? Listening to your accent, you shouldn't be from the L country."
"Well, I'm not from L country. I came to take pictures, I walked by myself, and got lost..."
Ling Wuyi kept the eyes of the foreign old man when he spoke.
The foreign old man thinks that he is very accurate in seeing people, and when he sees Ling Wuyi, he knows that she is a simple little girl who has no defense against others.
So the foreign old man believed what Ling Wuzi said.
smiled and asked where Ling Wuwei lived, what was his name, and who did he come with for this trip?
Hearing Ling Wuyi say that he secretly ran out to travel without the consent of the adults, the eyes of the foreign old man seemed to change at that moment.
"Do you like taking pictures?" The foreign old man set his eyes on Ling Wuzhi's camera.
Ling Wuyi nodded quickly: "Well, I like it very much, my dream is to become a very good photographer!"
said, she turned on the camera and moved closer to the old man.
"Look, sir, I took these photos!"
The foreign old man was like a drug addict the moment Ling Wuzhe approached. He took a deep breath and showed a very intoxicated expression.
Ling Wuzhi lowered his head and 'did not' see it.
She was still 'excitedly' telling the foreign old man where her photos were taken...
The sight of the foreign old man kept falling on Ling Wuzhi's chest and exposed skin.
I have to admit that Leng Qi's skin is very, very good, just like a baby.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but Leng Qi's body fragrance has a faint milky smell.
Twenty-one years old...it still smells like milk...
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