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Chapter 213 The Fallen Generation

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    "My name is Xing Lie. From now on, you can call me Mr. Xing or whatever my name is."

    "My name is Ye Qingrou!"

    "My name is Mao Bu Sheng!"

    "My name is Huang Qi!"

    Xing Lie didn't waste any nonsense and said straight to the point: "I'm summoning you this time because there is something I want you to do."

    "What's going on?" The three people's eyes lit up. The ghosts and Buddhas summoned them with such a big fanfare, thinking that something big had happened.

    Xing Lie said: "Do you know about Bihai Pavilion Leisure Bathing Center?"

    "The one near Fudan University?" Mao Busheng said hesitantly.

    Xing Lie nodded and took out the photo of Little Apple from his pocket: "The girl in this photo is called Wu You, a freshman in the Department of Language and Literature at Fudan University. About last month, she found a part-time job at Bihai Pavilion.  She worked as a waiter at the bar on the third floor of the leisure bath center. But just a few days ago, she suddenly jumped off the building, and the police gave the investigation result that she committed suicide. However, I know this girl very well, and it is impossible for her to commit suicide, so"

    Ye Qingrou said: "So, you summoned us to investigate this matter?"

    Xing Liesen said coldly: "Yes, if I can shut up the police, there must be a big hand behind me to pull him out."

    The three of them sighed at the same time: "That's all!"

    Mao Bu Sheng took the photo and looked at it again and again: "This girl is very beautiful. It is normal for something to happen in Bihai Pavilion. It would be a surprise if nothing happens."

    Xing Lie suddenly raised his head, and even Ye Qingrou and Huang Qi looked at Mao Busheng.

    Mao Bu Sheng said: "There is no need to investigate. The boss of Bihai Pavilion is called Han Zhengguang, a leader of the Sihai Gang. However, there is also a major shareholder named Liu Cheng. This guy is the youngest son of Liu Jiayan, the chairman of the board of directors of Shengshi Group, and he is very lustful.  Sex, this girl¡¯s jumping off the building must have something to do with him.¡±

    Huang Qi asked curiously: "How do you know so much?"

    Mao Bu Sheng snorted coldly: "I work as a security guard in a hotel, and Liu Cheng often goes there to eat. This bastard, when he sees me, he either beats or scolds me. Sometimes I want to strangle him to death. But think about it, killing him is too cheap.  He's a fool, and if you do anything, you'll still get some money to spend, so I investigated him."

    Huang Qi looked Mao Bu Sheng up and down: "Fuck, the guardian of Daliang Hall is actually looking at the gate for others. Why are you so miserable? Come on, tell us, let us be happy."

    Mao Bu Sheng gritted his teeth with hatred: "Don't gloat about his fucking misfortune. I just like this kind of life. I don't have to live so hard. It's simple."

    Xing Lie looked at the time and said, "Let's go to the bathing center and meet Han Zhengguang." After saying that, he turned around and floated forward five or six meters as if he had no weight, and then jumped on the roof of the building.  Go down.

    Ye Qingrou swayed and disappeared on the roof of the building in the blink of an eye.  Huang Qi and Mao Bu Sheng followed closely and jumped down from the top of the building.

    On the third floor of Bihai Pavilion, as soon as you get out of the elevator, you can hear the loud music and shouts in the bar.  When I opened the door of the bar, the air filled with hormones, cigarettes and alcohol hit my face.

    Xing Lie stood at the gate, listening to the loud music, looking at the men and women writhing wildly on the dance floor, with blurred eyes, shaking his head slightly and sighing: "What a degenerate generation!"

    "Sir, there are seats over there!" the flight attendant shouted at the top of his lungs, with a very good attitude.

    Xing Lie nodded, greeted Ye Qingrou and the other three people behind him, and followed the waiter to his seat.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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