The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

It was already half past seven in the evening.

Li Nanli's phone call hasn't come back yet.

Fu Zhi felt a little uneasy.

The game interface will be loaded quickly.

Fu Zhi thought for a while, then raised his hand to call Li Nanli.

No one answered.

The official voice of the female customer service came out clearly through the loudspeaker, "The number you dialed has been turned off, please try again later..."

Not appropriate.

Li Nanli's cell phone shouldn't be turned off, and, no matter how busy Li Nanli is, he never refuses to answer her calls.

The uneasiness in Fu Zhi's heart widened.

After a while, she tentatively dialed Li Nanli's phone number again.

Sure enough, the same result.

In the game interface, the voices of teammates were irritable and suffocating.

"My grass, Li Wan, are you dead?"

"Lightning strikes when the ranking hangs up!"

"It's your ex-boyfriend who's on line with you, are you so stubborn?"

"Liwan, are you human? You choose a jungler in the fifth row and stay where you are, and you play me?"

The small room was filled with all kinds of noises.

Fu Zhi directly shook the mouse and clicked to exit the game.

The remaining four teammates in the game interface: "???"

Liwan, you. Mom exploded! ! !

Don't ask me to play games with you in the future! ! !

——

Fu Zhi didn't care about her four orphan teammates who were abandoned by her.

After being unable to get through to Li Nanli's number several times, she flipped through the WeChat interface.

Jiang Jinshu's friend Fu Zhi did not.

But Gu Yanqi, when the two of them had dinner last time, it happened to add a wave.

Fu Zhi remembered that Li Nanli went out with Gu Yanqi.

She sent a voice message to Gu Yanqi.

one second.

One minute.

ten minutes.

No one ever replied.

Only then did Fu Zhi dial Gu Yanqi's mobile phone number on WeChat.

The melodious color bell sounded.

About three minutes later, the third phone call, halfway through the ringing, was answered with a "ding--".

"Gu—"

Fu Zhi's words were halfway through.

On the other side, with a sound of "Boom--", a large area of ​​abandoned earthen houses collapsed with a loud noise, and the bullet shot into the human body for a moment of severe pain, the flames shot into the sky, and the gunpowder smoke filled the air, lighting up the entire street of Xiangyunzhai.

The screams and cries turned into nothingness and were swept away by the hurricane.

The roar of the wind and tiger was like the roar of a giant beast.

Fu Zhi heard a roar coming from the phone, "Run! Young Master Gu! Run forward, don't look back!"

"These are grandsons who only know how to hide behind their backs!"

"Team one, count bullets/bullets, number of people, retreat! All retreat!"

"Go to President Li! Send someone to find President Li!!!"

There was another "boom--".

Fu Zhi heard Gu Yanqi's heavy breathing and suppressed pain.

"Gu Yanqi!" Fu Zhi got up from the chair, grabbed his coat and first-aid kit, "Can you hear me? Gu Yanqi!"

"……Um."

A weak response came from the electronic equipment, and Gu Yanji's thoughts were in disorder for a long time.

The explosion just happened so quickly that the man on the verge of the explosion couldn't even tell what year it was.

"Gu Yanqi, did you get a gunshot wound? You have a clean handkerchief in your suit, right? You take out the handkerchief and wrap the wound where the bullet pierced to stop bleeding and prevent infection."

Fu Zhi threw the medicine box into the car.

"Also, Gu Yanqi."

The silver F1 sports car has smooth and exquisite lines. When Fu Zhi started the sports car, she looked calm, but after listening carefully, her voice was slightly disordered, "Where is Li Nanli?"

"I don't know, the other party has too many people," Gu Yanqi gritted his teeth, the blood gushing out from the arm that was shot by the bullet, the man's face was pale but gradually numb from the extreme pain.

He pressed the veil on the wound according to Fu Zhi's instructions, "Nan Li and I were separated, he should be with other people and surrounded..."

The night of Xiangyun Street is endless, and the stars in the sky are brilliant.

Gu Yanqi leaned against the withered vines and trees, opened his mouth, his mouth was dry and his breath was short of breath, "Don't worry about this matter, I can't care about it, I..."

Gu Yanqi didn't finish his sentence completely, and the screen of the mobile phone, which was already broken and overwhelmed, went black under the interference of the signal.

"Grass."

The man cursed.

The voice was weak and feeble.

I don't know if Fu Zhi heard his advice, even if he didn't—

The flames of war, this kind of report can only be seen on the news.

Gu Yanqi thought vaguely, there would not be ordinary people who have no strength to restrain a chicken, so stupid that they would die alone.

——

On the forty-nine detours of Qiuling Mountain.

Screaming, cheering, scantily clad women, fierce hugs/kisses between men and women in front of luxury cars.

In the Qiuling Mountains, countless rally cars were parked in the parking lot at the entrance of the mountains.

Several rich young men and professional rally drivers were leaning against the side of the car unrestrainedly, raising their jaws to look at the event leader standing at the starting point.

There is still one week before the Qiuling Mountain Rally Competition will be held.

At this moment, there are nine out of ten contestants in the competition team gathered here, all of them are eager to try, rent the venue, and prepare to give the opponent a blow in the preliminaries.

The person in charge who pretended to be hip-hop picked up the microphone at some point.

The hot girl standing near the luxury car was pressed by the man on the car and groped vigorously. Afterwards, her brows were clear, she raised her hand mercilessly, and drove her out of the venue.

All the lights of the Qiuling Mountains on the 49 detours are on.

"Good evening, all the contestants and guests at the scene! This is the Myanmar Devil Circuit - Qiuling Mountain, the highest temple of Myanmar racing, and the scene of rally racing!"

"There are a total of 12 giant teams participating this time, among them are the Lions, zt, Aofeng and SN that we are very familiar with..."

"Many well-known first-line teams at home and abroad will start competing in three minutes to compete for the first place together! At present, all the racers have already boarded the car."

The young ladies at the scene cheered even louder.

Their left hands are tied with the team emblems of the major teams they support.

There is a huge live public screen at the starting station of the mountain road.

"According to the rules, a group of 5 cars will start, and each group will start at a three-minute interval. I will announce that the race-officially begins!"

After the words fell, the racing cars in the venue flew by, and the big screen showed the first group of cars, the Lions, which is the favorite to win this time.

The oversized close-up aroused fierce shouts from the fans. No one noticed that a silver sports car had entered the runway of Qiu Lingshan at some point where the camera did not show enough.

As we all know, there are many 90-degree bends on the cliffs of Qiuling Mountain. Because there are no protective measures, many people regard the behavior of rally racing in Qiuling Mountain as the most deadly behavior in history.

Although there were three helicopters on site to ensure the safety of the players, the car was thrown off the cliff without any obstacles to delay the impact. Everyone was facing an uncertain contest.