Night’s Nomenclature - Chapter 385
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The hallway at midnight was silent.
Qing Chen heard the six people outside quickly pressing the password of Song Ting’s house, then pushed the door in and quickly closed it.
The other party’s actions seem to be very hidden, and they walk lightly to avoid making unnecessary noises.
After the door closed, there was no sound from that room.
Qingchen realized that Song Niaocai may have installed a polymer sound insulation layer for the whole room for the privacy of his living environment, so even he could not hear the movement inside.
He sighed inwardly, it was very bad for him to start the rescue, because he didn’t know what was going on in the house.
Qingchen looked back at his window. There were still beautiful and splendid holographic neons staggering and changing. In the distance, there were holographic fireworks celebrating the new year.
The fireworks were colorful, and even various animals jumped out after they exploded.
In this era, holographic neon has completely replaced the role of fireworks. At night in every city, holographic neon is like holding a grand party.
At a certain moment, Qingchen even felt that he was in the movie “The Great Gatsby”, and the parties held every day were bright and beautiful.
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However, under this brilliance, there are still countless filth and sins hidden.
Shadow’s words before leaving were very intriguing. The other party was actually asking: You can guess that this was arranged by me, but if you guess wrong, Song Niao will die, will you go and save him?
Qingchen even felt that the shadow might be waiting to see how he reacted.
He gently opened the door of his house and walked silently into the dim corridor.
The silenced pistol is already in his hand, ready to serve his will at any time.
dong dong dong.
Qing Chen calmly knocked on Song Ling’s door.
He listened carefully, but unexpectedly found that the sound insulation layer of the world here is stronger than expected, even if he stood at the door, he still couldn’t hear anything.
Qing Chen silently raised the pistol and stood on the side of the door, lest the criminals inside shoot directly without opening the door.
He knocked on the door again, but no one responded.
Qingchen looked back at the corridor of five people,
then raised his hand and fired two shots at the door lock. With a click, the door opened.
There was the sound of boiling music from the room, and there was also the singing of Song Weiwei.
It’s like having a carnival.
Qingchen kicked the door open with a quick kick. Only at this moment did he see seven young men and women jumping up and down on the sofa in the room.
As the owner of the house, Song curled up, with a birthday hat on his head and a cake in his hand, happy like an angel.
Among the six people who entered the room before, some were holding electric guitars in their arms, and some were playing trumpets, and they played a rock-and-roll version of Happy Birthday.
To Qing Chen’s surprise, there was one of them that he had met.
At this time, Song Ciao Chou had removed the heavy scarf and coat, and was wearing a pink short-sleeved T-shirt.
Rao Shiqingchen had searched for photos of each other on the Internet, and still thought this girl was very good-looking.
But this girl was looking at him with a dull face at the moment, her eyes were full of shock and incomprehension.
Fortunately, Qingchen reacted quickly and hid the firearm behind him, otherwise the other party would not only be shocked and incomprehensible, but would probably scream like he was in an elevator.
“Happy birthday,” Qing Chen said sincerely to the girl.
His toes were clenched in the shoes, and the embarrassment at this moment almost made him dig a three-bedroom and one-bedroom on the ground.
Qing Chen could even imagine that Mr. Shadow of the Qing family might have already started laughing wildly and pounding the ground.
The other party must know the identities of these people. After all, when the six people were closest, they were only one door away from the shadow. How could Tangtang shadow not know the identity of the other party when someone approached?
Qingchen speculated that these six people should not have been arranged by the shadow, but after the shadow found out that they had arrived, he immediately came up with a plan and started playing.
Then, the shadow deliberately misled him with words, making him think that a killer was coming outside the door, waiting to see his good show.
Qing Chen wanted to find the shadow at this moment, and then he questioned the other party in pain, why did he love to play so much?
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You must know that it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to deceive Qingchen, but this shadow is the most senior among the liars, and Qingchen can be clearly arranged by any small means.
At this time, Qing Chen had already recognized the identities of the six people, all of whom were well-known music producers in the federal entertainment industry.
The familiar one.
He swept across the table quickly, no drugs, no dopamine chips to add to the fun, it was a clean party.
And here, I am afraid it is also the place where the first-line star, Song Niao, hangs with friends on weekdays.
Therefore, there is such an expensive sound insulation material to wrap the whole house.
The musicians stopped the music, looked at Qingchen curiously, and then looked at Song Lingyue. A female guitarist exclaimed, “Wow, you’re actually hiding a man!”
Another young man shouted: “Curly, you still said that you didn’t fall in love, and you found such a handsome boyfriend?”
Others looked at Qingchen curiously, dressed in clean white sportswear, if it looks like… even if he is debuting in the Federation now , as long as you sing one or two songs like that, you will definitely attract a lot of girl fans.
It was this appearance that made them mistakenly think that Qingchen was here to attend Song Lingyi’s birthday party.
I have to say, this is indeed a world of looks, good looks, even if there is a gun hidden behind his back, he looks like a good person.
And Song Lingyi didn’t listen to what they said at all, but looked at Qingchen in disbelief and asked, “How did you get in?”
Qingchen thought for a while and said, “Your door is not closed.”
Song Lingyi looked at everyone A glance: “I didn’t invite this, this is a bad guy!” The
girl directly defined Qingchen’s identity.
Qing Chen was even more embarrassed.
Song Lingyi has many friends around her, and she doesn’t seem to be so afraid of Qingchen anymore: “Mr. Inspector, you are violating human rights, do you know that, please leave now, and please don’t harass me again!”
A girl noticed something was wrong and looked at Xiang Song curled: “Is this your illegitimate meal? It came to your house!”
After speaking, the girl looked at Qingchen: “My father is Li Menglin, captain of the seventh division of the Immigration Bureau, believe it or not. I can call the PCE agents with just one phone call now?”
Qingchen sighed: “No, no, everyone has misunderstood.”
He couldn’t explain why he came here, and they had a happy birthday here. He said that he suspected gangsters. Carry out kidnapping?
People won’t believe it either.
Moreover, he also shot and broke the door lock…
As for Li Menglin, this is really an acquaintance.
When he wanted to arrest Li Menglin, he also investigated Li Menglin’s close relatives, so he had seen pictures of this girl.
Qingchen couldn’t figure out how the fat-headed and big-eared Li Menglin could have such a delicate daughter.
The girl’s name is Li Zhaoen, a well-known violinist in the Federation, who knows many kinds of instruments.
From the girl’s point of view, Li Menglin was already a powerful class in the Federation, but to Qingchen, Li Menglin was just an informant.
But whether Li Menglin is a power class or not, and whether he is Qingchen’s informant, has nothing to do with his Qingchen’s mistakes, so he can only admit his mistakes and apologize.
Moreover, what Qingchen is thinking about now is what to do with the locked gunhole, so
…
After running away, let Yang Xuyang talk to Li Menglin and find a way to calm this matter down.
Qingchen retreated outside and said with a big smile, “Happy birthday to everyone, I wish you all today, every year…”
After he finished speaking, he exited the door, turned around and left, wishing to trot.
At this time, Li Zhaoen and Song Lingyue had already discovered that the door lock was broken by Qingchen. Li Zhaoen directly picked up the phone and called his father, Li Menglin, to call his father, saying that there was a pervert in the Utopia Building, and he even wanted to sneak up on Song Lingyue.
Qing Chen listened to all this and thought to himself what was going on.
He quickened his pace to pack up, grabbed his kettle, tea leaves, changed his clothes, and went out again.
However, just as Qingchen was about to live in the Intelligence Department, two middle-aged men passed him by.
The familiar steps and posture made Qingchen frown.
The two middle-aged men gave him a cold look, but did not stop, and continued to walk towards the end of the corridor.
At this time, Li Zhaoen at the end of the corridor saw two middle-aged men coming, and asked curiously, “Are you sent by my father? The kid behind you is the pervert I said, he is him, grab him!”
The middle-aged man looked back at Qing Chen, but he had no intention of doing anything, and instead continued to walk towards the end of the corridor: “Your father sent me to protect you.”
Qing Chen returned to his room with all his thoughts. A judgment, first of all, these two people are definitely not good people, and secondly, these two people are probably listening to Li Zhaoen’s phone, because Li Zhaoen called Li Menglin to report the location, and they came to the door.
When the two capable middle-aged men came to Li Zhaoen, they looked back at the corridor and confirmed that Qingchen was no longer in the corridor. They suddenly restrained Li Zhaoen and quickly pushed Li Zhaoen into the room.
The small door of the room was closed again, isolating the sound, as if it was separated into two worlds.
In the room, Song Niancai saw that Li Zhaoen was under control, and immediately felt that something was wrong. She turned around and ran into the room, taking her pocket pistol for self-defense.
But the middle-aged man is faster than her, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com has already pulled out the gun and pulled the trigger.
The bullet hit the door frame beside Song Curly, and the frightened girl stood there like a sculpture.
The middle-aged man said calmly: “It’s not easy to find this opportunity, everyone cooperate, and after transferring the money we want, you will be free.”
Song Tiao asked weakly: “How much money do you want, I have all the money you want. My parents are in charge, I don’t have…” The
two middle-aged men looked at each other and said, “Then let your parents transfer to our account.”
At this time, another middle-aged man walked to the side. He answered the phone in a low voice: “Well, I have found it, don’t worry, it is in good condition and the customer will be satisfied.”
During the conversation, it seemed like he was talking about the quality of the goods.
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I just settled in Wuzhen, and the B&B arranged by the Internet Conference didn’t even have a decent table. I was still thinking about where to code, and try to update a chapter before 11 pm.
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