The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

Chapter 277: Is it so scientific?

Chapter 277 Is it so scientific?

was sobbing and choking, obviously she was the one who grabbed someone else's hair and pinched someone's neck first, but at the moment she was like a victim, wiping her tears and nodding hard.

The hoarse voice kept accusing, and the little finger with blue-black skin pointed at Zhang Jinfan and cried out.

"bad-bad-"

That little hand was still trembling, and the small appearance looked really sad.

The identified Zhang Jinfan:…

Who is bad on a horse?

I really have to pull down the collar to show you a look. If you don't pull your hair, it's bad. What's the point of pinching my neck? ?

Have the kids played the house? !

In this incident, Zhang Jinfan, who was the most injured, became the biggest bully in people's mouths.

He was shivering with fear by this kid just now.

But in an instant, this room became the crying scene of the kid.

Zhang Jinfan is very tall, tall and thin, but standing there is actually very oppressive. He has also played some relatively strong roles in previous film and television works, and both his temperament and appearance are very consistent. It's not the top-notch kind of white-faced niche student.

So in this room, he does look more like the villain than Xiao Nianjin and that kid.

Zhang Jinfan: Weak and pitiful and helpless.

Little Nanny took a step forward today.

She is still holding her little whisk in her arms. This little devil has just been hit by the little whisk in Tang Jin's hand. Seeing the little whisk approaching, there is still a little fear in her eyes, so she stepped back and looked at Tang Jin cautiously.

"Can you recognize people? If you can recognize me, I can take you to find the culprit that makes you really unable to do what you want to do."

The kid hesitated for a moment when he heard this, but as if the request was tempting, she nodded.

Tang Jin was satisfied, and reached out to greet Zhang Jinfan.

"elder brother."

Zhang Jinfan, who thought he would have some important cooperation, hurried over.

heard the little dumpling ask.

"Is there any photos of the previous suspects on my brother's phone?"

Zhang Jinfan: ?

The room was still eerie because of the attack by ghosts, the air pressure was very low, and standing here in thin pajamas felt cold.

The cold moonlight swayed on the floor of the bedroom with a style unrelated to the wind and night.

The little dumpling in front of her was calm and composed, holding a small sparkling whisk in her hand, her little head shining brightly, and the little ghost in front of her had dark skin and teary eyes.

A scene that is unscientific no matter how you look at it.

Do you want to use such a scientific method to solve the problem?

Zhang Jinfan did not understand for a while.

can only turn around to look for the phone.

***

A leisure and entertainment place some distance away from Tang's house.

The house is feasting and feasting, and ambiguous singing and dancing accompanied by light confuse people's minds.

It is different from the standard routine of small dumplings. The nightlife belonging to adults here is only halfway through.

The young man sitting at the bar looked a little mature. He started to grow a small goatee at a young age. His face was also mature and vicissitudes of life. His hair was not yet white, but he was dyed it with strands of white. Being tied into a small tug at the back of the head, this outfit is a bit nondescript.

"Isn't it? Brother Jiang, did you really take a big order? Treat people when you say treats. It's amazing, you can still scare people with the little things you've learned."

A few people around were also sitting at the bar, leaning beside him to compliment him.

Ying Jiang pretended to be nonchalant and took a sip of the margarita from the glass, unable to hold back a little smile.

"It's alright, so-so, I've earned this amount on this order—"

He reached out and gestured with two fingers.

"Yo, two hundred thousand?"

A few people gasped as they watched, Ying Jiang almost slipped, propped himself up and stared at his own small eyes.

"Can you please move us for only 200,000? It's 2 million."

"Oh, can this really give you two million?"

got a definite answer, and several people were stunned.

"No, why did you fool me? You can make money while lying down."

"Go and go, what does it mean to make money while lying down? I can tell you that this is the result of my own hard study. If I don't say it, my ancestors have the ability to fool people. I want to pass on that book. , you don't come to join in the fun, hey, it's useless, you have the ability to find books and learn to fool others."

"We really don't have that ability, mainly because we can't understand it, but brother, after you've fooled around like this, what if the other party reacts and says you're cheating?"

"What should I do if I'm a fraud? I didn't use my real name, and I communicated very secretly. I also asked them to pay in cash. I deposited them into several banks separately, but I didn't deposit all of them. They would even think about it then. Come, where can you find me?"

"High, really high."

Obviously, this group of little gangsters don’t think it’s wrong to deceive people, and even think that you have deceived a lot, and it’s also a skill to hide well.

"But I'm very curious, can you tell me what's going on? Who is this who did something wrong? How dare you pay 2 million, just to buy peace of mind."

"Don't worry about my client's business. Anyway, they are very profitable, so you don't have to worry about it. Do you know the director of the entertainment industry? He is a big director, 80% of them feel ashamed and don't want their relatives to come, so I'm just a god. After a few words with them, plus the so-called solution I read in the book, no, the money will come."

Ying Jiang ordered a few more glasses of wine while boasting.

"Open for a drink, brothers, we're going to have a good time tonight, I'll treat you."

"Yes, thank you brother!"

—

Waited until the second half of the night.

The nightlife is gradually fading, and many people are yawning and walking on the road full of alcohol.

Ying Jiang drank a lot, and was supported by several brothers to go home.

"Do you think it's a little too cold tonight?"

"I also think, I thought it was my delusion, this little wind is swish, is it only in April that the spring cold begins? Is it a bit late?"

Suddenly, the person who spoke only felt that something flashed in the corner of his eye.

He turned his head and glanced over there. It was a dark figure, maybe a cat?

he pondered in his heart, but did not think much.