Spoil yourself with Mr. Li next door

Chapter 107 Private Jet (Part [-])
After tumbling around, Qin Zhirou sat in front of the computer and began to check the information. Half an hour later, there was still no result.

"It's really a blank sheet of paper." Qin Zhirou said while typing on the keyboard. When her eyes fell on the photo frame next to her, she raised her hand and picked up the photo. Looking at the kind grandmother smiling on it, Qin Zhirou Zhirou's eyes also became much gentler.

Early the next morning, Qin Zhirou brought a bouquet of flowers to the cemetery. Looking at the tombstone, she remembered how kind her grandmother was to her, and how Li Muxiao and the others came here to see her for the first time. Scenes.

"Grandma, wait for me a few more days, and I'll take you back when I get things sorted out." Qin Zhirou squatted down, wiped the tombstone, turned around and walked outside.

When I first arrived at the entrance of the cemetery, I saw a group of men in black walking in, the front one still holding the urn in his hand.

Qin Zhirou subconsciously took a step back, turned around and avoided seeing her.

Although I don't feel unlucky in my heart, it is inevitable that I will be a little taboo when encountering such a thing.

Waiting for those people to pass by, Qin Zhirou turned around and continued to walk forward. Suddenly, there was a dull sound behind him. Qin Zhirou subconsciously turned around and took a look. A group of men in black were gathered together, shouting for help car.

As soon as Qin Zhirou heard it, she knew that something had happened there, and ran towards them without even thinking about the taboo thing just now.

"What's the situation?" A group of people surrounded so tightly that Qin Zhirou couldn't see what was going on inside.

The crowd gave way, and the man holding the urn just now fell to the ground with an ugly expression.

Qin Zhirou hurried over to check his condition. Just as he felt his pulse, the man opened his eyes. He didn't know what it was in his hand. It flashed in front of Qin Zhirou's eyes, and then Qin Zhirou fell down. on the ground.

"Take it away." The man holding the urn took out the photo on his phone and compared it with Qin Zhirou. After confirming that it was the same person, he put away his phone, followed the others, and kicked the urn into the side in the cypress grove.

When Qin Zhirou opened her eyes again, she was already on the plane, and she was sure that it was still a private plane.

Slowly opening her eyes, and getting used to the light, Qin Zhirou saw a woman in a red dress and a black top hat. She was dressed very retro, just like a noble lady in the European period.

But the face looking at her is indeed an oriental appearance.

"You're awake." As soon as the woman saw Qin Zhirou, she first smiled, and then spoke in a very gentle tone, very slowly.

Qin Zhirou didn't know who she was, and didn't give her any response.

The woman smiled sweetly, looked at Qin Zhirou, and raised her hand as a signal.

The person next to her walked up to Qin Zhirou and untied the rope from her hand.

"Who are you?" Although she spoke softly and moved gracefully, Qin Zhirou was sure that this person was not as innocent and harmless as he appeared on the surface.

The woman didn't speak, but the smile on her face was still there.

Qin Zhirou moved her numb hand, sat up straight, looked at the woman carefully, and finally her eyes fell on her hat, which had a pattern of an eagle, and she belonged to the Red Federation.

After confirming this point, Qin Zhirou paid attention to the people around the woman, and sure enough, everyone had this sign on them, they were calm and didn't show it.

"Miss Qin, there is no way to invite you here in this way. If you really offend me, please forgive me."

Hehe, I've already been tied up with drugs, so what's the need for Haihan, it's really hypocritical, Qin Zhirou thought secretly, without any expression on her face.

The woman looks up.

The person next to him understood and brought over two glasses of red wine, she took one and handed it to Qin Zhirou.

Qin Zhirou took it calmly and took a sip without thinking.

"Miss Qin, isn't she afraid that I will poison the wine?"

Qin Zhirou sneered, looked at the woman, and then at the wine glass: "If you want my life, I won't be able to see this private jet, right?" Don't forget to say, "This lovesickness is indeed a good wine. After drinking it so many times, I still love it so much."

"The taste of lovesickness is different from other wines, people who like this wine."

The woman seemed to be putting on a trick on purpose, so Qin Zhirou also glanced at her,

"There are not many people who like this wine."

"What about you?" Qin Zhirou held the wine glass, looked at her and asked.

"I don't like it." The woman said, drinking all the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Seeing her unchanging expression, Qin Zhirou smiled meaningfully, and there was no food left.

"How can there be so many things I like in this world, what I can do is to house those who don't like it."

"It's really not easy to do this."

Following the woman's words, Qin Zhirou also said that she didn't come here to support her. This is a fact. The person in front of him is such a ruthless character, even his own heart can be reversed, and he can't be unhappy at all. It looks like such enjoyment, just like drinking this glass of wine.

"Since you don't like it, you might as well let me enjoy it." Qin Zhirou pointed to the empty wine glass, looked at the woman and said.

The woman put down her wine glass and glanced at the man next to her. Sure enough, he handed the rest along with the bottle to Qin Zhirou.

Qin Zhirou poured herself a drink and drank three cups straight away.

The woman laughed lightly: "I've heard that Miss Qin drinks too much, but seeing her today, she really deserves her reputation."

Hearing what she said, Qin Zhirou relaxed a bit, leaned back, held the wine bottle in one hand, and the cup in the other, looked at the woman without drunkenness, and smiled involuntarily: "You It must be tiring to send someone to follow me."

The woman was silent.

"In order to catch me, why bother to go to such great lengths? You should tie me up directly when I offer sacrifices."

"Sacrificing such a solemn matter, how can it be easily played?"

The woman's face suddenly became more serious, and her tone of voice was somewhat disapproving.

At this time, Qin Zhirou snorted coldly, stroked the wine glass a few times, and the smile on the corner of his mouth concealed a mockery.

"If it was what you said, you wouldn't make fun of the urn."

The woman sighed and looked at Qin Zhirou and didn't continue talking.

Qin Zhirou didn't pay attention to her either, since she didn't want to kill herself now, while she was still alive, she quickly enjoyed a few more cups of lovesickness.

"You are really different." The woman looked at Qin Zhirou and said lightly, as if seeing through everything.

"Everyone is unique."

(End of this chapter)