Quick-wearing green tea, she is so charming

Chapter 1727 Those Years When I Opened the Wish House (14)
"Cooperate well with me." The man looked at her and slowed down his voice, "I want to take a group of photos with atmosphere."

As he spoke, he picked up the video camera on the table and pointed at the woman, "Crack——"
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squeak-

The door of the bookstore was pushed open, and someone rushed in.

Wind chimes jingle.

Atu immediately regained his energy. He looked at the boy who hurried in, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Is your boss there?" the man asked.

He looked like he was in his 20s, and he didn't look short of money from the clothes he wore.

"Wait a minute." A Tu called immediately.

At this time, the three of Wang Chuan were shopping, and they were shopping for clothes.

Wang Chuan himself likes all kinds of cheongsams, and he likes all kinds of ginger tea.

Qi Yan carried the big and small bags of the two of them.

Wang Chuan didn't dare to say this before, but when Jiang Cha asked, Qi Yan had no choice but to listen.

After receiving the call, Wang Chuan raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong, A Tu?"

"A customer is looking for the boss." A Tu said: "The customer looks very anxious."

Hearing this, Wang Chuan said, "Okay, I'll go back right away."

Then hung up the phone.

She looked at Jiang Cha, "We have a guest."

"Let's go together." Jiang Cha said, looking at Qi Yan, "Qi Yan, take your things home first."

Qi Yan nodded, "Okay, be careful."

After that, the two left the mall and took a taxi back to the bookstore.

Pushing open the door, I saw the man at the round table standing up. I saw the two people were slightly surprised, and then re-confirmed that their eyes were locked on Wang Chuan, "Hi, I have something to ask for your help."

"Sir, please come inside." Wang Chuan nodded, and then made a "please" gesture.

After that, the three of them entered the last room.

"What's the name? My name is Wang Chuan." Wang Chuan introduced.

"Sun Xueliang." The man said.

"Mr. Sun, do you have anything to regret?" She poured out a glass of water and placed it in front of the man.

"Thank you." The man thanked, but didn't drink, "My girlfriend died..."

He said this with self-blame and guilt on his face, "I shouldn't have quarreled with her, I shouldn't have made her angry, and I shouldn't have let her live alone."

"Your girlfriend?" Wang Chuan raised his eyebrows, "What time?"

"She died last week." The man held the cup tightly, "We had a quarrel last week, and I didn't expect that to be the last time I saw her."

"Last week?" Wang Chuan was surprised, she had never helped someone back in such a short time.

It is also fate to find the bookstore. Some people usually only meet after many years.

"Yeah." The man nodded, "She was murdered, it was a well-prepared murder."

Sun Xueliang covered his mouth, "We still haven't found the murderer, and I accidentally saw it on the Internet. Someone said this bookstore, can you help me fulfill my wish?"

When Jiang Cha came in, she sat silently aside, and when she heard the man talk about the murder, she immediately turned on her phone to check.

A murder occurred in this city in a week, and the deceased was gorgeous or dead.

A beautiful house with artistic colors, pictures of women, and various beautiful moments.

The woman was lying in the bathtub, wearing a well-prepared skirt, even with a sweet smile on her face, and died quietly.

Blood flowed from her wrist, staining the bathtub red, and the white veil turned red.

The beauty of a visual impact is suffocating.

This photo was sent by the murderer, and it was because of him that people knew that the murder had occurred.

Because the photo was so beautiful, many people forwarded it one after another, and the matter gradually became popular.

(End of this chapter)