C51 Most Beautiful Professor
C51 Most Beautiful Professor
Two foreigners with unknown identities had suddenly died on the hillside opposite the villa complex. This was a huge matter in any peaceful country. The police naturally had to investigate this with all their might.
Yue Zitong's villa was facing the hillside, only a few hundred meters away from the two dead men. They were the two foreigners who had died late last night, so they should have made a call for help before they died.
"What?"
Hearing Director Zhang say that two foreigners had died on the opposite side of the hill, Yue Zitong was obviously shocked. She shook her head and said, "No, I slept very late last night, but I didn't hear anything."
Yue Zitong's answer was also within Director Zhang's expectation. She looked around the yard and asked casually, "Director Yue, who are you staying with?"
Actually, Director Zhang didn't mean anything else by asking this question. He just thought that Director Yue didn't hear anything, but other people might have heard something.
Yue Zitong's heart skipped a beat for no reason. She didn't want anyone who knew her to know that Lee Nanfang lived in her house. She frowned and replied stiffly, "No one, just me."
How could the old Director Zhang not see that Director Yue was unhappy? Just as he was about to explain with a smile that he had no other intentions, a policeman ran out from behind the green belt: "Director, the identities of the two dead have been found. They are two Professional Killer s from overseas..."
"Director Yue, sorry for disturbing you."
Director Zhang smiled apologetically at Yue Zitong as he repeated the message. Then, he turned around and walked over quickly.
Would two Professional Killer s that came from outside the borders die on the hill in front of my house?
Yue Zitong, who had also heard what the policeman was saying, had a sudden alarm in her heart. She wanted to follow him, but remembered that she was no longer a secret service agent but a good citizen. There was no need to get involved in such a bloody matter.
Not only did he use his fastest speed to confirm the identities of the two dead men, he was also sure that they had both died under the hands of the Military Thorn.
Only the Military Thorn which was known as the king of weapons could leave such a obvious three-edged wound.
Judging from the fatal wounds and the tracks left behind by the blood, the killer's methods of killing were at a very high level. One stab was definitely fatal, and it was even under the condition of the two dead being conscious.
Assassins were people who specialized in killing. They had an extremely keen sense of vigilance and defense, and would never allow any stranger to get close to them. Even when they slept, they would turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye.
Yesterday, the Provincial Hall had just sent out a notice, saying that an assassin had sneaked into the Qingshan City and was waiting for the right moment to commit a crime. Today, two assassins died here, who killed them?
Just as Director Zhang was staring at the two corpses that died with grievances and deep thought, Criminal Police Elder Lao Ma walked over and said in a low voice: "Director, I think I can guess who killed them."
"Who?"
Mr. Director was not dissatisfied with Lao Ma's use of the term 'guessing'. Before the police came up with strong evidence, they had all relied on guessing and were rewarded for their meritorious deeds. If they guessed wrongly, they would use their brains next time around —
Lao Ma whispered a name into the Director's ear.
The boss' body trembled and he cried out: "It's him? You, you're sure? "
It was said that he had guessed it, but if he could be sure, he wouldn't use that word anymore.
Lao Ma was sure that he would slander his position on the surface, but he didn't dare to do it. He said softly: "If vice captain Bai was here, he should be able to confirm it. "Because that person is the White Team's idol. All these years, she has been studying every single case where that person committed a crime."
"Bai Linger? Lao Ma, don't try to plead on her behalf. This time, the fact that she didn't get expelled from the police force is already the best outcome, and even if she were to return to Criminal Police, she will need some time to sharpen her pride. "
The bureau chief immediately guessed Lao Ma's true intention of mentioning the White Team and immediately rejected him.
However, he had also heard that Bai Linger really admired the legendary Black Ghost. This made him feel somewhat dissatisfied: You, a police officer, worshipped a God of Slaughter abroad. What is this?
After hearing a light knock on the door, Lee Nanfang got up from the bed and yawned as he walked to the door, "Aunt, I want to sleep. If you have something to say, say it quickly."
"Where did you run off to last night?"
Yue Zitong stared into Lee Nanfang's eyes and asked lightly.
"Where can I go?"
Lee Nanfang yawned again, then said: "Of course it's to follow the road blindly. "Poor thing, walking along the road like a lonely ghost until two in the morning, and coming back with a quilt to cover you, and getting up to stew your hoof at four o'clock — yawn, I'm so tired of living."
Yue Zitong tilted her head to avoid his yawning breath and asked again, "When you were outside last night, did you not hear any movement from the opposite side of the hill?"
Lee Nanfang crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame as he said listlessly: "What is this noise? Aside from the buzzing of the mosquitoes, there are only two wild dogs working in the middle of the night."
"Two foreigners were killed on the hillside over there. "Hurry up and wash your face, I'll take you out to play."
She sat down on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and shook her head slightly, thinking: Tsk, why would I suspect that he did it? With his reckless brute force, he was nothing in front of Professional Killer.
However, why are those two assassins here? Are they here for me?
After all, she had been a secret service agent before. When she heard that there was a Professional Killer beside her, Yue Zitong immediately started to make association with her.
However, no matter how much she thought about it, she didn't think that she had the qualifications to provoke those terrifying assassins to deal with her.
After all, when she was a secret service agent at the National Security Agency, no one knew that the famous White Peony belonged to Yue Zitong. Her identity was a top secret to outsiders.
"Did two assassins die? Aunt, they aren't here for you, are they? "Don't forget that you were a great agent in the past, and it's normal for you to offend an enemy outside."
Lee Nanfang had a worried look on his face: "No, I have to get away from you as soon as possible, or else I might get caught in the crossfire."
"Scram, I won't send you off."
Boss Yue stared and saw Lee Nanfang coming back: "Why aren't you leaving?"
"I thought about it again. I felt that with your little skill that couldn't even beat a dozen of hooligans, you don't have the qualifications to provoke Professional Killer … Aunt, where did you say you wanted to take me to play?"
Lee Nanfang quickly changed the topic when he saw that Director Yue was angry.
Director Yue was too lazy to lower himself to this kind of people, he stood up and said: "Go to the Yanshan Reservoir. "Oh, and when you get in the car, don't let the cops see you, lest they misunderstand that you and I have something to do with each other."
"Hehe, our relationship has always been unclear. It's vague and ambiguous — Aunt Yue, I'll give you a suggestion. Don't smash things every now and then, it'll damage your noble image."
Lee Nanfang caught an apple that Yue Zitong threw at him. He took a bite and looked out at the sky, "Yes, around 10 kinds of apples. This is the best time to go out and have fun."
At ten o'clock in the morning on this side of the Eastern Hemisphere, the Western Hemisphere was at the same time, but at night.
Inside the lavishly decorated auditorium, a group of men and women in suits and formal attire danced in pairs to the elegant sound of the violin. There were also the onlookers, who smiled politely.
Of course, the majority of them were graduating students. The reason they were gathered here tonight was very simple, it was because they had nothing to do after eating their fill, and it was also for the sake of Professor He Lan from Huaxia in the east.
Professor Houlan had been a professor for four years in the History Department of the school. She had been loved and respected by many teachers and students. Not only could she speak authentic English, but she could also tell the boring 'past'.
According to reliable sources, He Lan's full name was Helan Xiaoxin, and she was thirty years old, with a height of 1.73 meters. Putting everything else aside, just her long legs alone, coupled with her bright and seductive face, made her a goddess in the hearts of the people.
Every time Professor Houlan attended class, the number of students attending would definitely fill up. However, it was hard to tell whether they had heard what she had said or not, because the big guy's gaze would always sweep across her face and let his imagination run wild.
Anyone, be it an old professor with few strands of hair on his head or a newly enrolled youngster, could present flowers to Professor He Lan to express their admiration for her during the time outside of their studies.
Professor Holland did not refuse anyone – she would always have a coquettish smile on her face as she accepted the flowers, invited them to a small bar in the school to drink a few drinks, eat something, or whatever. But she would never go out, nor would she agree to anyone's pursuit.
Over the past four years, there had been no less than a hundred men who had pursued her, but there had never been a man who had been allowed to move further than a polite handshake.
He clearly had an image of a seductive banshee who could enchant a person to death, yet he was even more difficult to kiss than the Queen of England. This made the other men feel extremely dejected.
But even so, no one could bear for her to leave. However, they couldn't stop her. They could only hope that she would accept a man's invitation to dance tonight.
Many outstanding men had already gone over to invite him, but no one would be willing to do so.
It seems that she is known as the most sexy beauty in the history of the university, yet she didn't have the regret of dancing with others in the university. She is going to become a record and be able to stay forever.
"Beautiful lady, can I ask you to dance?"
A tall and graceful young man walked over to Helan Xiaoxin and extended his hand to invite her.