Became a vicious male mother

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About two minutes later, the cabinet door was suddenly opened.

The two people inside were huddled together, their faces flushed red.

"Come out, hurry up, you only have three minutes." After saying that, the man in black knocked down the cabinet, dragged Gu Xinglan and stuffed her into the ventilation opening at the edge of the ceiling.

The theater's ventilation openings were wide enough to accommodate him.

Gu Xinglan pulled Li Hetai up and began to rush inside as fast as they could. The faster they rushed, the blurrier their vision became, and they could already smell the smoke.

Fortunately, light was already emerging from the end of the pipe.

The man in black clearly had a good understanding of the theater's layout.

Jiang Chuzheng! It wasn't for nothing that I ate and stayed at his rented apartment for free for several weeks!

When the plastic opening was pushed out and sunlight returned, Gu Xinglan almost burst into tears, and shouted loudly to the people below:

"Quickly, call the police! There are terrorists inside!"

This passageway faces the commercial street, and when he shouted, everyone looked over.

The ground was an enclosed lake, crystal clear, with coins visible in it. Gu Xinglan stretched out her hand, grabbed the flagpole of the theater, and swung it to the statue's hand, where it hung.

Li Hetai, on the other hand, had it much easier. He jumped to the ground using the pole embedded in the wall, and even did a few somersaults to dissipate the force. He was very light and agile, which startled all the pigeons into flying away.

-

Several hours later, the police car arrived...

The theater was empty; the raging fire had burned all the chairs to ashes, and strangely, there wasn't a trace of a single person inside.

"how come?"

Gu Xinglan stood there, stunned, staring blankly at the police chief's expression.

"Are you sure there's someone inside?" The sheriff, with his large pregnant belly, stared sharply at Gu Xinglan.

“Sir, I am absolutely certain!”

He rummaged through his pockets several times and pulled out the ticket. "Look! This ticket is for the Kentucky Theatre!"

"The Burning Theater's venue is 1609, but your ticket shows venue number 6091."

"..." Gu Xinglan was speechless for a moment, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she wanted to describe the situation inside in detail.

Especially since the person burning on the big screen was Klifen, whom he had seen at the hospital two days earlier!

Seeing that Gu Xinglan was about to speak, the police chief raised his hand to interrupt her, his brows furrowing even more.

He turned to the officers beside him and whispered a few instructions, then turned to Gu Xinglan and said in a gentler tone, "We will continue to investigate, but it seems that there is no one in the Burning Theater. You will come with us to the police station to make a statement and explain the situation in detail."

“Sheriff, the person tied up in that screen is a friend of mine, his name is Clifton, he…”

His sleeve was tugged twice, and Li Hetai shook his head at him, his face expressionless.

In the police car.

My emotions are still running high; the details of what just happened keep replaying in my mind: the cheering people, the man in black, Clifton on the screen…

Everyone was so real.

But why were there no traces at the scene?

He glanced at Li Hetai.

Li Hetai's face still had various gray marks, and he was closing his eyes, seemingly taking a nap.

Gu Xinglan found the events that had just occurred increasingly absurd, “Li Hetai…”

The boy opened his eyes and stared straight at the window in front of him.

The area is sparsely populated, and since it was a weekday, there weren't many vehicles on the streets, even in the city center.

"Let's just pretend nothing happened," Li Hetai said.

The two men were speaking Mandarin, and the police officer driving the car glanced at them twice and then looked away.

"You saw it too, didn't you?"

“That person approached you with ulterior motives.” Li Hetai turned his head, handing over two candies. “If it were you tied to the rack today, instead of him, do you think he would feel as guilty and worried as you do?”

Gu Xinglan was completely confused, but a cold sweat broke out on her back.

Kriffin came over as soon as they got off the plane, and coincidentally, he was staying at the same hotel as them. What a coincidence! Not to mention, he helped them out of a predicament and even helped them find a horse farm.

Li Hetai seemed to know what he was thinking. "Even if it wasn't him, we can find him by searching each horse farm one by one."

“Besides,” Li Hetai coldly raised his eyes, “I don’t need to train anyway, the horse farm is dispensable.”

What does "dispensable" mean?

Were those days just for amusement?

"How could you say such a thing..." Gu Xinglan's face flushed red.

"if not?"

Li Hetai, unusually quick-witted, retorted, "Does that mean I couldn't have won the championship without these six days of training?"

Aren't you afraid the wind will make your tongue twist...

He was the one who brought Li Hetai to the competition, he was the one who came up with the idea of ​​finding a horse farm for training, and he was the one who personally cooked for this person because he couldn't get used to the food. Now, aren't Li Hetai's words just trampling on his sincerity?

The candies were crystal clear, wrapped in transparent paper, and were the ones the police chief had just given to Li Hetai.

It was still in Li Hetai's hands at that moment, held in mid-air.

Gu Xinglan was furious and turned her head away from the other person.

The crunching sound of tearing open a candy wrapper filled my ears.

The candy was inside a transparent package. Li Hetai held the candy wrapper in one hand and grabbed Gu Xinglan's arm with the other.

A sweet aroma wafted over slowly.

His arm was gripped tightly. Gu Xinglan subconsciously tried to shake off Li Hetai's hand, but the other's strength was surprisingly great, firmly holding his wrist.

"What are you doing!" Gu Xinglan lowered her voice, her tone filled with annoyance.

Ke Li and Tai did not react.

She simply held the crystal-clear candy to his lips, her eyes calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"eat."

His tone was light and casual, but his face was cold.

The moment their eyes met, a sudden, intense feeling gripped him, making his heart tighten.

Gu Xinglan froze on the spot.

That inexplicable anger was extinguished by more than half in an instant.

Hesitantly, Gu Xinglan lowered his eyes, but finally opened his mouth and let the candy be stuffed into it.

The sweetness spread across the tip of the tongue, with a hint of cool mint and the fragrance of grapes, which greatly reduced the burning sensation in the nasal cavity.

Luckily they ran fast enough from that ventilation duct. If they had been a step slower, they might have suffered carbon monoxide poisoning and passed out before seeing their great-grandmother.

Li Hetai withdrew his hand, leaned back in his seat, and closed his eyes, as if nothing had happened.

How did the discussion suddenly shift from the theater fire to the question of whether he had truly made a mistake in his relationship with the victim?

Gu Xinglan, with a candy in her mouth, felt a mix of emotions.

The view outside the window gradually came to a standstill.

He glanced at the side again out of the corner of his eye.

The boy kept his eyes closed, as if the person who had forcefully fed him the candy just now was not him at all.

Feeling somewhat stifled but unsure of the source, Gu Xinglan turned to look out the window.

-

The police station was bustling with people.

There is a blue and yellow five-pointed star on the all-white wall.

As soon as I stepped inside, more than a dozen pairs of eyes turned to me.

The police officers here... are all very large, their bellies making their blue shirts bulge out.

This also made one of the people surrounded stand out very clearly.

This person had an Eastern face, a walking clothes hanger, with the buttons fastened at the very top, and sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes.

The two people looked at each other from a distance across the crowd, and both stopped the moment their eyes met.

Officer Jiang?

Officer Jiang from Wushui? The Officer Jiang who lent him 2000 yuan?