Chapter 270 No, I Must Cooperate!

After so many years of cultivating immortals, for ordinary people, Bai Chuwei only needs a glance to see if there is human blood on his hands.

Zhao Yu had blood on his hands, and that blood was related to Zhang Ling.

Bai Chuwei thought about it carefully and knew what was going on.

"Xiao Ling, I cut fruit for you." Zhao Yu's laughing voice came from outside the door.

Zhang Ling's face was pale, what should I do now?

Before she could speak, Zhang Ling found that the door was suddenly opened from the outside, and Zhang Ling's face was even more deadly.

"How did you get in?"

Zhao Yu held a fruit plate with a bright fruit knife on the plate, and waved the key in his hand with a smile: "Well, there is a key."

"Come and eat some fruit."

Zhang Ling felt cold on the soles of her feet, and suddenly regretted that her bowels were blue...

If they agreed to cooperate with Bai Chuwei just now, the two partners should be sitting and eating together now!

Where is there such a thing?

Zhang Ling looked at the bright fruit knife above and hesitated.

Zhao Yu's eyes gradually cooled, and just before he reached out, the doorbell rang outside the door.

Zhao Yu hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked outside, scolding, "Why are there still people here at this time?"

As soon as the door opened, several policemen rushed in, "I just received the call, there is a murderer."

Zhang Ling was stunned, looking down at the WeChat interface, her eyes fixed on the phone screen.

[Your ancestor: I called the police for you ten minutes ago, no thanks. ]

[Your ancestor: So now, twenty-eight points. ]

Zhang Ling: "..."

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Bai Chuwei threw the apple core into the trash can and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Snowball sat in front of the phone camera, took a picture of the rat's face, and turned on the beauty function.

Snowball held his bulging cheeks,

Squeaked in surprise: 'I am thin, I am thin. ’

Bai Chuwei: "Please don't deceive yourself."

Xueqiu sat on the desk and looked at Bai Chuwei curiously: 'Old Ancestor, you told that Zhang Ling that her son died, is she still in the mood to cooperate with you to open a beauty salon at this time? ’

This should be crying, busy with funerals, right?

Bai Chuwei sat back after washing her hands, and said in a light tone: "People can't be resurrected from the dead, and those who are alive must continue to live. Zhang Ling, now that her husband and son are gone, she will urgently need someone to rely on."

In this whole world, there is nothing to rely on more powerful than the ancestors.

Therefore, as long as Zhang Ling is not confused, no matter how sad she is, she will definitely cooperate with her.

So, don't worry about it at all.

This incident alarmed Yang Shuhui, and Zhang Ling was almost helped out of the police station by Yang Shuhui.

Zhao Yu died and did not admit to any crime.

Zhang Ling contacted the same students of her son's school on the Internet. A group of international students said that they had never heard of Zhang Liang, an international student, and asked if she had made a mistake?

Zhang Ling's whole heart is cold, and she already knows that her son is more fortunate and less fortunate.

Yang Shuhui looked at Zhang Ling's dead white face and sighed, "I'll help you go home and have a good rest. It's okay to cooperate with my niece to open a beauty salon. I'll let her know another day."

Yang Shuhui thought that a male college student with whom her best friend was dating turned out to be a murderer, possibly Zhang Ling's own son!

When I thought that Zhang Ling had been dating a murderer for several months and lived under the same roof for several days, I was terrified.

Zhang Ling suddenly threw away Yang Shuhui's hand, and her voice was crying but very firm: "No... I must cooperate!"