When Song Lin sent Luo Zijin downstairs to the dormitory building, it was already dark. The headlights at the door of the dormitory building were particularly bright, but in the shadows on both sides of the entrance, I was so vague that I didn’t know how many pairs of boys and girls were saying lingering love words, and I had to kiss them from time to time, and reluctantly left the other party.

When Song Lin and Luo Zijin walked to the point where they were about to reach the light, they both slowed down and the atmosphere became ambiguous without realizing it.

Finally, from slowing down to completely stopping, the two turned to face each other, but they were a little afraid to look at each other's eyes. When they touched their eyes a little, Luo Zijin blushed and turned away. Song Lin took the initiative to grab Luo Zijin's small hand. Although the two had held hands before in the football field, Luo Zijin was still very unwilling to let go. After all, she was still young and Song Lin didn't like to force her. But this time it was a bit natural. When Song Lin held her hands, Luo Zijin pursed her lips, wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, but she felt very sorry to say goodbye.

After hesitating for a while, Luo Zijin suddenly remembered something and ordered Song Lin: "You wait for me downstairs, don't walk away, I'll go up and get something down immediately."

"Oh." Song Lin stood there for no reason and waited silently. He knew that Luo Zijin lived on the fifth floor, and he had to take things for at least ten minutes, so he was not in a hurry. But he didn't expect that in only five or six minutes, Luo Zijin had already rushed out. The little girl's face was flushed and flushed, and she was breathing heavily. The bangs on her forehead were wet by the bangs in front of her sweat and stuck to her smooth forehead.

Did this girl actually run up and run down? Song Lin reached out to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead with heartache. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the little girl stuffing something into his hand. Song Lin looked down and saw that it turned out to be an exquisite pink flashlight.

She ran up and ran down just to give me this? Song Lin was so amazed and crying. With his current martial arts cultivation, he already had super night vision ability. Such darkness was nothing at all. But it was more of a touch of care. He suddenly hugged Luo Zijin hard, and the little girl's body was so scared that she instantly stretched straight, like a little zombie, staring at Song Lin without blinking, like a frightened little rabbit.

Song Lin wanted to "ravage" her, but when she saw her innocent little eyes, she couldn't take it any more and more, so she waved the flashlight in Luo Zijin: "Thank you."

"No, don't be polite..." Luo Zijin was obviously frightened by Song Lin's "extraordinary" behavior just now, and quickly looked around. This was under her dormitory building. The little girl was really afraid that the girls in the same dormitory would see it, so she would be very shy.

The little girl was too simple, clean and transparent, just like a crystal. Song Lin couldn't bear to worry too much, so she turned around and left. Luo Zijin stood there silently watching Song Lin walk away. At this time, it was already dark. Since there were no street lights on this section of the road, it was basically impossible to see people clearly beyond twenty meters.

The bangs in front were wet with sweat beads and stuck to their smooth forehead.

Did this girl actually run up and run down? Song Lin reached out to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead with heartache. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the little girl stuffing something into his hand. Song Lin looked down and saw that it turned out to be an exquisite pink flashlight.

This is a blackboard eraser covered in chalk gray.

There is no doubt that this is a teasing between the secretary and Paopuo. When the three of them "punish" who often use such harmless "attack weapons".

The secretary and Paopu were laughing loudly. Song Lin deliberately pretended to be angry and looked angry. He picked up the blackboard eraser and rushed over. He chased the secretary and Paopu to dye their hair white. Then the three brothers all laughed happily.

"Linlin, you've been too much. Look at you these days. You're more important than sex than friends. It's okay if we don't dare to sit together. Now I can't even see you in my spare time. You won't come back except to sleep at night, right?" the secretary raised a righteous protest.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong..." Song Lin honestly admitted his mistake. He has indeed become a little out of the masses recently.

"How to make up for our injured hearts?" Paopu grabbed Song Lin's collar and looked fierce. Since this guy started hooking up with Zhang Yan, he has become rippling. He seems to be a little out of the world of online literature and has become full of vitality.

I understand what I understand. I ask you to surf the Internet all night in the evening, including the late night snack. Song Lin has a good attitude of admitting guilt, and he has indeed received lenient treatment from the organization. The Guangzhuang Avenue of the Nine Astronomy Bar.

In fact, I didn’t expect that the Hongyan Internet Cafe was originally because Song Lin thought about what Tan Jingyu told him today, so he thought about going to see Zhao Ruyi and learn about the situation.

But after arriving at the Internet cafe, Jiu Astronomy Manager said: "Is the boss here?"

This sound is very aggressive, the kind of sound that always gives people an aggressive feeling no matter what they say.

Song Lin took the time to look back and saw that it was a man with a shaved head with a few squid hair slanted on his forehead and hanging in front of him, floating in front of him. The short hair was shiny and hard with mousse, piercing into the sky, looking like a wire on his head.

The man had a long horse face and a scar on his chin, which seemed to have almost been cut off. Although his eyes were small, they were very vivid, but they were too aggressive. When he looked at people, he always seemed to be using a knife to snatch people. Song Lin only glanced at him and concluded that the person was not good.

The network administrator glanced at him, pointed him downstairs, and said in the room next to the VIP area that was not listed. The man went upstairs silently. His walking posture was very strange, and he leaned forward at any time, as if he had stepped on a spring under his feet. This was the best starting position for both attacking and escaping. It is rare for people with such high vigilance in this society now.

Song Lin couldn't help frowning, and the ominous premonition in his heart surged again. After hesitating, Song Lin stood up and asked the room that the Jiu Astronomy Management said was not listed.

The room was at the end of the corridor. Song Lin walked over gently. The sound of panting and moaning and slapping sounds came from the VIP private rooms on both sides along the way. Song Lin was like he couldn't hear it. His attention was completely focused on the last room. Although the distance was still far, he seemed to have heard the footsteps inside.

The footsteps inside were neither anxious nor slow, and obviously nothing unexpected happened. Song Lin felt a little relieved, otherwise, if Police Tan had just entrusted him in the morning, something happened to Zhao Ruyi in the evening, and he would have no shame to explain to Police Tan.

Holding his breath, he walked to the sect. Song Lin gently pressed his ear against the wall, closed his eyes and calmed down to listen to the movement inside. There were men and women talking inside, which seemed a bit intense.

This person might be related to the buyer behind the painting... Song Lin thought so in his mind, and suddenly heard a scream from inside, and then there was a violent movement.

Song Lin was shocked, and it was bad. He didn't care about it. Song Lin slapped the door lock with his palm, and the door was suddenly shaken open by the palm force. Song Lin rushed into the room and just saw it...———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————I have something to do in the afternoon. I have something to do. There are two more chapters. I don’t know if I can code it before 12 o’clock.
Chapter completed!