Chapter 193 Black and Red Idol
The man seemed to be speechless because of the hope and did not speak for a long time.
After giving a few final instructions, he closed the door and left.
Suddenly, Qi Wang was the only one left in the room.
Lingyao could feel the other person pacing back and forth in front of the cabinet.
The footsteps hit my ears like drumbeats.
Lingyao guessed that Qi Wang had already discovered her, otherwise his footsteps would not have become more and more anxious and irritable.
I saw him standing still in front of the cabinet for three minutes.
Lingyao pushed open the cabinet door first.
......The main reason is that there is no air circulation in the cabinet, and she is almost suffocating.
Lingyao took her last breath and came out of the closet with an expressionless face.
He bumped head-on into Qi Wang, who still had his hands raised in the air.
He seemed to have made up his mind and was about to open the cabinet door.
With so much negative news, he is still able to stay in the entertainment industry.
I hope this face is indeed worthy of the name.
She has very fair skin and delicate features.
Under the tall and straight nose are a pair of dark and sharp eyes.
The curve of the double eyelids is very shallow.
When he lowered his eyes to look over, his thin eyelids pressed down.
With a casual and nonchalant attitude.
Although his hair was dyed in an eye-catching burgundy color, the first thing that caught people's attention at first glance was his face.
He saw Lingyao walk out of the closet so calmly and naturally.
I was so shocked that I was stunned for a moment.
Because of being too shocked, those narrow eyes widened slightly.
"Sorry, I went to the wrong room."
Lingyao walked towards the door with a noble and cool step.
In fact, I secretly took a deep breath.
I'm really about to get suffocated.
Seeing Lingyao walk out like this, Qi Wangteng stood up from where he was and strode over.
He blocked Lingyao's way with a gloomy look on his face.
"You walked into the wrong room and into the closet. Do you think I'm an idiot? You stay here until the police come."
This was obviously not the first time Qi Wang had encountered such a situation, although he was shocked at first that Ling Yao dared to come out of the closet like this.
But the subsequent processing method is very skillful.
Even the agent Wu Yu, who had just gone out, went out to contact the hotel security and the police.
Seeing Qi Wang standing guard at the door, she knew that the police would come and invite her for tea soon.
Lingyao took another deep breath and swept her eyes over him.
"Are you afraid of pain?"
While Lingyao was looking at Qiwang, Qiwang was also looking at him.
Compared with the black fans who found his hotel before, Lingyao was too young and beautiful, and too calm.
I didn't do anything extreme when I saw him.
Other than the fact that she was hiding in his closet, everything seemed normal.
However, this normal person suddenly said something that was incomprehensible.
Qi Wang glanced at her and said in a sharp tone: "What does it have to do with you?"
After he said this, a shadow flashed before his eyes and an electric baton was pressed against his back.
Qi Wang felt his whole body tremble, his legs went limp, his eyelids drooped, and he fell down.
Lingyao was holding an electric baton in her hand, her face tense.
It’s really not her fault, she is a good citizen who can recite the core values of socialism.
How could I be invited to have tea by the police uncle!
Fortunately, the original owner lived alone and had the habit of carrying an electric baton with him.
Lingyao casually threw the electric baton into her pocket, put Qiwang on the bed, deleted his memory, and prepared to leave.
As a result, when he opened the door, his eyes met with Wu Yu who was standing at the door.
......
Lingyao shook her hands and walked out of the room as usual.
Inside the house, Agent Wu was lying on the sofa doing the same thing.
Lingyao returned to the original owner's home according to the original owner's memory.
The original owner's family had some money. Although they were not wealthy, their life was much better than that of ordinary people.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have become a big fan of He Nanyiyi. Chasing stars requires not only a lot of love, but also a lot of money.
However, the place where the original owner lived was not even as good as a better school dormitory.