Wei Zao returned home happily.

However, he did not tell his family that he was back.

He wandered happily on the streets all day long.

One day, Wei Zao met a person at the entrance of the mall. The man was stunned when he saw Wei Zao, and then called him: "Wei Zao?"

Wei Zao looked at the other party and said, "You have recognized the wrong person, right?"

The other party said: "Aren't you Wei Zao? I'm your high school classmate, forgot?"

Wei Zao said: "I am not Wei Zao."

Then, he turned around and walked away.

The other party chased after him, and looked around and whispered: "Are you a plainclothes and are on a mission?"

Wei Zao said: "Get out."

The other party's face became ugly and he finally stopped chasing.

Wei Zao walked a long way and looked back. He was still looking at Wei Zao's back, full of confusion.

As we walked, Wei Zao became happy again.

There is a director, just like before. Since he was mentioned, his lifespan would not be long, so just call him director.

That night, the director drank wine in a high-end club, walked out, drove a black Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG sedan and left.

He has a driver, but he comes out to play at night and never takes a driver.

He went directly to a hotel in the suburbs, parked the car, and walked in.

The waiter at the door bowed: "Hello."

The director ignored it and walked directly into the elevator.

14th floor, Room 1412.

He knocked on the door, and the door opened, and there was a woman of twenty-eight or nine years old inside, smiling: "You are here."

The director said: "Where are people?"

The woman said, "Wait in there."

The director walked into the room and saw a little girl of fifteen or sixteen sitting by the bed, looking at him nervously. The little girl dressed very simply and looked like a child from a poor family.

The director stood in front of her and asked kindly: "What's your name?"

The little girl said timidly: "Wenwen."

The director said: "Oh, Wenwen. What grade are you in?"

The little girl said: "The second year of junior high school."

The director touched her face and sighed: "It's so clean, like a little lamb."

The woman stood aside and said, "It's good that you like it!"

The director looked at her: "Do you have anything to do?"

The woman quickly said, "Oh, then I'll leave. Wenwen, have a good chat with uncle, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Then the woman walked out and closed the door gently.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains were blocked, but there was a gap in the middle. There was a joyful face outside the window, looking at the old and young in the room.

That was Wei Zao.

This is the 14th floor. The director never thought that someone was peeping. He sat down next to the little girl, put a chubby hand on the little girl's shoulder, stroked it back and forth, and did not speak.

The little girl was very scared and hid next to her.

Wei Zao took out the phone outside the window, dialed 110, and said, "In the 1412 room, someone is prostituting a minor girl. He is driving a black Mercedes-Benz."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The director came to the little girl again and continued to caress the little girl's shoulders were so thin.

The director said: "You have to be good, otherwise I will hit you ass."

The little girl bit her lower lip and endured it silently.

A few minutes later, the director's hand gradually moved and reached into the little girl's collar.

The little girl was frightened, and she pushed him away and said, "Uncle, please don't do this!" Then she leaned against the head of the bed, shook into a ball, and started crying.

The director was a little disappointed. He came to the little girl and said, "Do you know what I do? I call now and say you sell it. I'll ask the police to take you away immediately. Do you believe it?"

The little girl said: "She only said that I would talk to you..."

The director took out the phone and started dialing.

The little girl was so scared that she dared not cry, she grabbed his arm and said, "Please don't catch me!"

The director threw her away.

He assigned the woman and said angrily: "Did you arrange everything if you don't say it!"

The woman said: "Yes, no problem! The child is young and must be a little unwilling to let go. You have to train it too much..."

The director hung up the phone.

He looked at the little girl and said coldly: "Lying on the bed."

The little girl suddenly said, "I want to go home!"

The director picked her up at the waist and threw her onto the bed: "I have played with a lot of little girls like you! Didn't you come out just to make money? I'll show you aloofness!"

The little girl kicked and kicked, but she was still dragged all over her clothes.

The director pressed her under him and hurriedly untied his trouser belt. The sound of a sirens came from outside. He was stunned for a moment, quickly tied up his trouser belt, jumped to the ground, and pricked up his ears to listen.

The sirens got closer and closer and finally arrived downstairs.

He glared at the little girl and said, "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will kill you!"

Then, he hurriedly left the room and ran towards the elevator. Halfway through, he turned around and ran towards the walking ladder.

The police took the elevator to the 14th floor and rushed into room 1412. They saw the little girl crying without covering her clothes. The police asked her to put on her clothes and started recording...

The director had a big belly, filled with delicacies from the evening. After walking down the walking ladder for several floors, he was so tired that he was panting, leaning against the handrail to breathe heavily.

Then, he walked down a few more floors, stopped again, took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, swallowed two quick-acting heart-saving pills, and then walked downward...

When he arrived at the first floor, he saw the police car parked at the hotel door.

He quickly walked towards his Mercedes-Benz sedan.

At this time, the police happened to be taking the elevator down.

He looked back and was shocked. He quickly opened the car door and got in, and started in a hurry, then ran away.

The police had seen him, and they rushed into the police car and soon caught up.

After leaving the hotel, the director ran all the way.

The police rang the sirens and chased them relentlessly behind them.

There were no people on the street, and there were no cars. The two cars were driving at full speed, one in front and one behind.

There are no street lights in front, and there are dark wilderness on both sides.

The police car was just an ordinary Iveco and could not catch up with Mercedes-Benz at all. Gradually, the two cars set aside.

The director looked back from the reflector, feeling secretly happy. The equipment was suppressed, and there was no way.

He is not afraid that the police will remember his car number. As long as he is not caught, he will have room to mediate. At most, he will find a scapegoat.

The policeman's car was getting farther and farther away, and the director still didn't dare to relax and continued to run wildly.

Suddenly, the wheel seemed to have been crushed to the stone, and it collapsed on the car window, with a "bang".

He didn't bother to stop and check, and continued to gallop forward.

After a while, the voice rang again: "Bang! Bang!"

What?

He turned his head and took a breath of air conditioning - through the car window next to him, he saw someone driving alongside his car! The man's face was full of joy, and he was knocking on the window just now!

At the first moment, the director thought that the man was holding the car door and sticking it outside the car. However, the car body was so smooth and the speed was so fast, how could he not fall down?

As the director looked at it, he found that the person was not in his car! He was flying!

The director's head became louder with a "boom".

He was extremely frightened and instinctively stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Unexpectedly, he did not throw away the person, but the person flew to the front.

Under the bright headlights, the director saw more clearly. The man was about 1.5 meters above the ground and floated straight in the air, like a chopstick.

He flew not far away, turned his body and flew towards the Mercedes-Benz.

At this time, the director could not see his face, only the top of his head.
To be continued...