Quick Transmigration System: Talking about the cultivation of a delicate woman!

Chapter 119 My Perverted Brother [6]

A phone call came, and it was none other than the girl from before, namely Zhao Yun.

Speaking of Zhao Yun, she and the original owner were best friends who played together when they were very young.

But one person wants to be a policeman when he grows up, while the other wants to be a painter.

The two people who had been together since childhood were separated due to their respective family relationships, but it could be regarded as a coincidence, and the two people later got together again.

Now she has become a policeman, and An Ran has indeed become a painter.

"Hey, has Ali's fever gone? Are you feeling better?" Zhao Yun just got out of her busy schedule and called An Ran immediately.

"It's much better. The fever has subsided, but I'm really hungry now." Hearing the other party's words of concern, An Ran replied with a warm smile.

"As long as the fever has subsided, you fainted suddenly yesterday, which scared me." Zhao Yun was relieved when she heard that An Ran's fever had subsided and she even had an appetite and complained that she was hungry.

"I know you are in a bad mood after your aunt passed away, but you have to pay attention to your health. Do you know that it is dangerous to go to the bar alone to drink like yesterday." Zhao Yun was very angry when she thought of what An Ran did yesterday. .

If it wasn't for the case at hand and he couldn't get away, he would definitely stay by Ah Li's side all the time, at least to pass this time first.

"I know." An Ran's mood fell instantly when he thought of his mother who had just passed away, and replied with a strong nasal voice.

"A Li, if you can't go out during this period, it's quite chaotic outside these days." Zhao Yun thought that this period of time was very uneven, and yesterday's corpse dismemberment case alone was enough to give her a headache.

"What's the matter?" An Ran also just returned to China, so he doesn't know what's going on in Jiang City.

Zhao Yun thought that An Ran was still ill, and her mother's death had brought too much mental pressure to An Ran, so after thinking about it, she decided not to say anything.

"Something bad happened near the rad bar in the XC district yesterday. You just stay at home obediently for the past few days. I will ask for leave tomorrow to visit you." Zhao Yun said.

An Ran heard the concealment in the other party's words, but thinking about the concern expressed in every word of the other party, An Ran knew that the other party might be worried that speaking out would be bad for him.

"Well, then you go and do your work." An Ran agreed obediently.

"Also, take a good rest and sleep after eating, I'll go to work first, bye." Zhao Yun heard the team leader calling her again, and hurriedly responded.

"Yes." An Ran hung up the phone and thought of what the other party said.

Isn't the rad bar in the XC area the same bar that I went to yesterday?
An Ran opened the Weibo news on his mobile phone, thinking that there should be news, but as expected, there was indeed, and there was a lot of trouble.

An Ran looked through the news information and only said that a corpse dismemberment case occurred near Rad Bar, and asked people to go out as little as possible at night and pay more attention to their own safety.

There was no very useful information, so I went to look at other people's Weibo posts about related deeds and found that many netizens had taken photos of the scene.

An Ran flipped through the pictures one by one, seeing the familiar scene in the pictures, why did he suddenly feel a little panicked.

Then I scrolled down and found several photos containing dismembered corpses.

The ground at the scene was soaked with a layer of blood, and the original appearance of the broken corpse could no longer be seen clearly.

But one of the colorful hairs An Rana was very familiar with.

After all, it was the scoop that I personally opened with a glass wine bottle.

An Ran's fingers trembled slightly, and she suddenly thought of setting the blame.

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PS: It's time to gain popularity in the middle of the night.

I plan to drag the outline to write, let's burn our brains together, how about it.

I don’t know how it ends, hehehe.

(End of this chapter)