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Chapter 160 Concert Murder Incident

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    Of course Sesshomaru will not come.

    Of course Ye knew that Sesshomaru would not come.

    Regarding things like concerts, he and Sesshomaru had the same attitude. If he hadn't been frozen by Kikyo, he wouldn't have come.

    So he was just talking.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? talking.

    It doesn¡¯t matter if you can¡¯t find fun.

    He didn't care.

    "Huh?" Suddenly, Ye frowned.

    ??????????Without the Pure God and the Demon Lord, would something like this happen?

    Although there is no shortage of detectives in this world, it is a bit strange that even the cases are similar.

    Is it a chain of causes and conditions?

    Or the same fate in different time and space?

    Even Yu is not sure.

    interesting.

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    "Sir, I have an extra ticket. If you don't mind, I can transfer this ticket to you." In the parking lot, a woman wearing a black headscarf struck up a conversation with a smile.

    "Ah, thisma'am, although I thank you very much, I have to tell you first, I am not Mr. Tony Stark. Although I look very similar to him, in fact, I am just a small newspaper owner.  Journalist Paul Avery.¡± The man being approached by a woman didn¡¯t look happy at all.

    This kind of thing happened too many times in the past.

    Because he has a face that is very similar to the famous entrepreneur and playboy Tony Stark, he is often accosted by women who want to seize their wives.  He was very happy at first, but every time, after a few minutes, his identity was exposed and the woman who approached him gave him a look.

    So now, he will no longer be happy because of this kind of chat.

    The first time he is approached, he will explain his true identity, saving both the person and himself from wasting hormones.

    "What are you talking about? I have no interest in Mr. Stark. Although I, Wu Lud, am just a small bank clerk, my happiness is definitely not something that money can buy. And, you  Why do you think I'm chatting with you? I just saw that you seemed to want to go to the concert, but you were upset because you lost your ticket, so I just wanted to help you." The woman said to Paul Avery.

    "Ah, is that so?" Paul Avery was embarrassed.

    He was so embarrassed that he even forgot to complain about women¡¯s names.  Wu Lu De?  What an unusual name.  Such a name is a mouthful.

    Well, he still complained in his heart.

    But he was embarrassed after all, and subconsciously he wanted to slip away.

    "Don't leave." But his thoughts were instantly seen through by a woman named Wu Lu De.

    "I just heard it. As a newspaper reporter, you are in urgent need of an excellent report to solidify your position. However, you failed to get an interview opportunity for this concert, so you booked the tickets yourself, hoping to find another way to pass the interview.  The real idea of ??interviewing fans who paid a lot of money to come to hear a newcomer's concert makes your editor think highly of you. So you are very upset and worried when you lose your ticket. Please don't give up just for the sake of meaningless embarrassment.  This opportunity should have been yours." The woman said sincerely.

    "This" Paul was confused.

    ? ? Okay, I really, really need this ticket.

    "Then I'm welcome." He smiled awkwardly and stretched out his hand towards the woman.

    "You don't have to be polite. But I have a small request." The woman said.

    "Oh, of course. Of course." Paul retracted his hand in embarrassment.

    Of course, how can you give it away for free without any requirements?  he thinks.

    "My sister also wants to come to this concert, but she just told me that her car broke down and she needs my help to tow it. But my driving skills are not very good, and towing will only cause a rear-end accident. So, please  Can you help us?" the woman said.

    "Of course. There's no problem with that." Paul was embarrassed again.

    It¡¯s such a small thing, it¡¯s no different than giving it away for free.  Did I just feel a little, well, how did you say that?  The heart of a villain measures the belly of a gentleman?

    But why would this lady ask me, a stranger, to tow a car?

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????Wouldn¡¯t it be enough to call 911?

    But Paul was not prepared to ask these questions because he was short-handed.

    ¡°What if someone simply forgets that they can call 911 and doesn¡¯t give them a ticket after asking?¡±

    For the sake of money, he, Boy Paul, should remain silent.

    ¡°Well, it¡¯s silence except for this matter.

    NowIt's better to strike up a conversation and show off your fun side.

    So Paul started chattering to the lady.

    So while chattering, the two started the car.

    In the United States, due to poor public transportation and poor supporting facilities in the places where the population lives, people often need to travel more than ten miles to buy daily necessities, and private cars are very popular.  So both Paul and the women have cars.

    Especially Paul, as a reporter, even if he is not as fast as a Hong Kong reporter, he still needs lightning speed.  His driving skills are also quite good, not much worse than the playboy who looks like him and can play on the F1 track.

    He doesn¡¯t worry at all about something as simple as towing a truck.

    During the operation, he also discovered why women would ask for help for such a trivial matter as towing a truck.

    Her driving skills are really bad.

    Paul has never seen such bad driving skills.

    This completely serpentine path, this body swing like a bumper car, does she really have a driver's license?

    Does she really not hit anyone on the road?

    Will she really not suddenly brake suddenly and cause me to rear-end?

    It¡¯s natural for her to be afraid of rear-end collisions!

    Paul was terrified.

    Fortunately, perhaps it was the goddess of fate who favored her. This woman, with such driving skills, was able to take Paul safely all the way to her sister.

    The sister who drove the car to the broken down car.

    From a distance, seeing the so-called "broken down" car, Paul was sure that this sister's driving skills were as bad as this woman's.

    He was not surprised at all that the car broke down.

    No matter what kind of car it is, if it has hit a fire hydrant on the side of the road and even the bumper has fallen off, it is really not a surprise to break down.

    The same goes for asking strangers to help tow the car, so it¡¯s not surprising.

    ¡°The fact that they were not caught by the police is really the goddess of fate favoring them.

    ¡°Shikurud, I¡¯m here, where are you?¡± The woman stopped in front of the broken down car and shouted.

    Shiku Lude?  This name is equally uncommon.  Paul still complained in his heart.

    "Ms. Shikuru De? Ms. Shikuru De?" However, for the sake of money, Paul still tried his best to express himself and tried to help Wu Rude find his sister.

    "Strange, the car is here, where are the people?"

    Paul thought as he approached the car.

    Then he glanced at the car.

    "Ah!" He was shocked.

    A black-haired girl fell in the car with blood on her head, motionless, as if she was dead!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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