Chapter 790 Robot Lab Assistant 23
When he got to the door, he started running.
Barron followed her side by side, not far or too close. It was difficult to get rid of this tail. Xining has been looking for it, but there is no good opportunity.
Since there is no opportunity, then create opportunities yourself. This is the truth that has not changed for thousands of years.
After running into the park, she stopped and said, well, this place is nice and the feng shui is quite good, so let’s stay here.
Barron also stopped, put his hands on his waist, and gasped loudly: "You are getting more and more powerful. If you continue, I won't be able to outrun you."
Xining smiled slightly and looked around. No one was looking around. It was only seven o'clock, and there were already few people in the park. She usually starts running after at least 7:30. It seems that she is quite lazy.
There is no way, even if this body undergoes devilish training, it is impossible to make rapid progress in a short period of time.
Mo Ming: "Laziness is just laziness, no excuse."
Ignore it, get rid of the tail here first, otherwise how will you meet the detective?
Xining faced him, as if he mustered up the courage: "Actually, I have something to tell you, but I haven't dared to say it for fear of making you sad."
Barron was stunned: "You tell me, I can withstand it." Of course I can withstand it. Everyone knows it well. Is the window paper going to be broken today?
"I fell in love with someone else, and you were a step too late." Xining said something that almost made Barron laugh.
Barron took a deep breath to hold back his smile, but the corners of his mouth were raised, which could be regarded as a forced smile: "It doesn't matter, I can work hard."
"No, this is very bad and unfair to you." Xining said bitchyly: "But you are so good to me, how can I drag it on like this? I want to explain it to you."< br>
Well, you are so sincere and you have to cooperate with whatever you say... Barron then covered his heart and looked sad: "Who is he?"
Xining sniffed and began to describe: "He has a doctorate and a very high degree of education. He looks very elegant and wears a pair of glasses. He is my type..." Anyway, whatever Richard looks like, this is how he looks. describe. It turns out that the owner just wants to marry Richard, so it would be great to announce it to the world today.
"Who is he? Who is he?" Barron cooperated very much and staged a drama of suffering. I love her, she doesn't love me, she loves someone else.
Is it possible that the people employed by the institute have received professional training such as drama?
"He is, he is..." At this critical moment, Xining pushed Barron hard and pushed Barron down into the artificial lake next to him.
After pushing him, he yelled, "Don't force me, how could you force me like this!" After saying that, he turned around and ran away.
Barron was left sitting in the knee-deep lake water in a daze, why did he force himself, what happened? Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?
Xining ran out of the side entrance of the park in one breath and ran to other streets like crazy. If she didn't want to attract attention, she would have taken the subway first, calculated which subway train was coming, and got on the subway at the moment when she had no time to catch up and the subway door was about to close.
But taxis are all reimbursed, so if you don’t take a taxi, you will definitely be noticed. The other party planned everything and let the assistant control the entire game.
At this time, the taxi was still quite empty. After all, it was not yet the rush hour. She immediately stopped one and patted the driver's seat: "Drive quickly, someone is chasing me!"
The driver immediately started the car and drove forward.
She looked back and saw at least three people running behind her, running really fast. Some of them are still wearing suits, and they are not afraid of their suits falling apart when they swing their arms wildly.
He turned around and looked at the cab in front. The driver was a stranger. He had been driving for a long time, so the side of his face leaning against the glass window was much darker and older than the other side.
The driver looked at the reflector with confusion: "Who are they? Do you want to call the police?"
Xining breathed a sigh of relief: "No, they are all creditors, and the money owed is not much."
"Isn't it much?" The driver looked at the reflector again: "Looking at them, you seem to owe a lot."
She smiled and said, "Everyone is so poor." She picked up a fifty-dollar bill and gave it to the driver, gave her address, and said not to leave, it was a round trip, and the extra money would be used as travel expenses. The driver behind him didn't catch up and got the money, so the driver relaxed.
When they arrived at the designated place, Xining got out of the car, but left the door open, waiting for the detective to come over. She went to the bank to withdraw five thousand dollars in cash for this purpose, and was waiting for this time.
This is a warehouse, no one will come here for half a day. It is the best place for all kinds of transactions, negotiations, and murderous revenge.
Don't worry, this money will make the superiors suspicious, so what if you keep some money around?
You don’t have to worry about the money being stuffed in your bra and getting soaked with sweat. As long as it is money, even if it is fished out of the toilet pit, there will still be many people rushing to get it.
Five minutes have passed. If the detective doesn't come again, Xining plans to leave.
The driver was also waiting, a little impatient: "Are you still leaving?"
"Pay back the money today!" Xining said calmly: "This person will definitely come."
The driver was stunned: "Why don't you return the money to those who are chasing you?"
She still answered calmly: "If you give them back, you can't give them back to this one."
"Oh." The driver murmured thoughtfully: "Yes, it's a good thing to pay back the money."
Ten minutes have passed, forget it, no more waiting!
Xining was about to get in the car and leave when suddenly a figure staggered out of the corner.
It's the detective uncle. I haven't seen him in just a few days. Why has he lost a lot of weight and is still staggering when he walks? Xining felt happy and ran over quickly.
But before he could reach it, the detective fell forward and lay on the ground.
Xining walked up to him quickly. He raised the hand covering his chest and trembled at her. Then he dropped it suddenly and fell to the ground. His whole body stopped moving.
His hands were full of blood, and when he looked behind him, he saw bullet holes and wet patches on his clothes. It was probably a bullet that had penetrated him. He was wearing a black trench coat to block the color of blood.
Why should I wear a windbreaker at this time? It’s like I’m not a detective if I don’t wear a black windbreaker.
Xi Ning had a headache. Wasn't it wrong? Someone was killed?
Damn it, even if you want to die, you have to say it before you die! Sister spent money! Xining immediately squatted down and tried hard to turn the detective's body over.
It's a pity that even though the detective has lost a lot of weight, he is still too heavy to turn over.
She had no choice but to take it out. She squatted down, reached into her windbreaker, and soon found a paper bag pressed against his chest.
He pulled out the bloody kraft paper file bag with force. Poor detective, these five thousand dollars are useless to you. I will burn paper for you when I have time. Oh, by the way, if you don’t believe in burning paper, I will pray for you when I have time. May your soul rest in peace.
At this time, two people came out from where the detective was walking with guns. When they saw her, they raised their guns and shouted: "Don't move!"
There are still pursuers! Xining stood up and ran quickly to the driver.
"Don't run!" The two men behind chased him and fired.
(End of chapter)