lost lover

Chapter 9

Meng Hang was very patient and explained to her, "I'm feeling that when the deceased Wu Qi knew that the murderer was going to take her to a strange place, she would definitely become suspicious and resist, and the murderer began to threaten her. His patience was because of Wu Qi. Qi's struggles became exhausted... He kept stepping on the gas pedal and drove to the scene of the crime at a very high speed, intending to violently and murder her."

He checked the time on his watch, "After passing the traffic light, it took only 25 minutes along the route just now with gradual acceleration..."

Zhang Yihan couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, "It only took 25 minutes for such a long distance? I remember that when we came, we were already driving fast, and it took more than 50 minutes... Is he crazy? "

The corner of Meng Hang's lips twitched, "He's crazy, and he's a lunatic who likes excitement. His occupation is similar to that of a racing driver..."

Zhang Yihan asked with a joyful light, "You know, what does he do?"

"Not sure yet, so find out."

Zhang Yihan has always been curious, Meng Hang said that he was going to an important place to find the answer, and where was he going.

She felt even more strange when the Porsche Cayenne parked in front of a somewhat old neighborhood.

The two walked to the gate of the community, because the properties here had been managed, and the community could be said to be open, and anyone could enter and exit through this gate.

Zhang Yihan looked up and saw that the walls of many buildings had lost paint and cement, and they had not been maintained. It seemed that the buildings were already old, so old that the people who lived there didn't want to bother with them.

She thought Meng Hang was the kind of kid from a rich family who had a prince's cleanliness, but since he entered this dilapidated neighborhood, he never showed disgust or disgust.

On the contrary, his expression was very calm, as if he had been to this dilapidated neighborhood many times, and he didn't care.

"Where are we... going?"

She has followed him into a building. There are no voice-activated lights in the corridor, the walls are black, there are footprints, palm prints and other traces of dirt that have been stepped on, and paper and food debris are scattered on the steps of the corridor. And empty wine bottles, very messy.

Zhang Yihan had to be careful with every step she took, for fear of stepping on something under her feet and rolling down the steps.

"Find someone..." Meng Hang turned his head and saw that she was walking so carefully, "You are walking too slowly."

"There are too many things on this step, it's not easy to walk."

Meng Hang glanced at her coldly, thinking that she was holding back, but she kept silent and followed behind him step by step.

"careful!"

In a blink of an eye, Meng Hang stepped down a step and pulled her into his arms.

His firm chest was pressed against her soft body, and his warm embrace dispelled the fear she had left from the murder scene. His warm breath and the unique fresh fragrance on his body made her irresistible and even greedy for this kind of love. The feeling of hugging.

She could hear her own beating heart that was about to jump out of her chest, but she could hear his steady and powerful heartbeat as she pressed against his left chest.

"wasting time!"

He let go of her arms, and the warm embrace disappeared.

Zhang Yihan watched him turn around gracefully, and continued to climb the steps as if nothing had happened. She shook her head, feeling that her thoughts just now were a bit strange.

Meng Hang stopped in front of the door of 501, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened.