Chapter 225: Found Rose, Suspected It Was Her (Part 2)
What style?
The two couldn't imagine it.
"Hey, the professor is calling us..."
The two men quickly stepped forward, only to see that Ming Yu's expression had returned to normal.
"Let's go."
"Professor, are you just leaving?"
Ming Yu pondered for a moment: "Since I'm here, it's only natural that I should pay my respects to the elders."
The two assistants looked at each other and understood.
Ming Yu was soon carried to two other monuments not far away.
"Huh?"
Ming Yu listened attentively, his pupils still unable to focus: "What's wrong?"
"Professor, here are two bouquets of flowers. They look fresh. But..."
Ming Yu: “Just what?”
"It's a bit strange. This is the first time I've seen someone offering red roses during a memorial service."
The man's whole body trembled, his breathing became rapid, and he leaned his elbows on the armrests, his expression excited: "What flower do you want to say again?"
"Rose, Rose..."
Ming Yu: "Quick! Go around and see if there's anyone else!"
The assistants did not dare to delay and immediately took action separately.
Ten minutes later, "Professor, nothing found."
"I don't have any here either."
Ming Yu's eyes and brows were dead silent, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of coldness. The disappointment after the false joy made him look no longer as elegant as usual, and an indescribable sinisterness revealed in his eyes and brows.
The assistant thought he had seen it wrong, blinked, and looked again. The professor was still the same professor, with a calm brow and a composed expression, not changed at all.
Sure enough, he was mistaken.
At this moment, another assistant suddenly thought of something and exclaimed, "Just when we were coming up, someone happened to be walking down."
Ming Yu: "Did you see the appearance clearly?"
The assistant shook his head. "The lighting is too dim, and she's wearing a hat, completely covering herself up. But judging by her figure, she looks like a woman."
Ming Yu's breathing stagnated, and his fingers subconsciously clasped the armrests of the wheelchair.
"Turn up the surrounding surveillance and check!"
The two looked at each other and asked cautiously, "Now?"
"Um."
"But the park management has already gone off work at this time..." Where can they check the surveillance footage?
Ming Yu spoke each word with great emphasis: "No matter the cost."
The two assistants looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Does this allow them to...use their privileges?
Outside the cemetery.
The two assistants had already contacted the person in charge of the park. The other party answered the phone politely and said that he had already informed them and asked them to go directly to the monitoring center to make a copy.
One assistant left, leaving the other to take care of Mingyu.
"Professor, it's very windy outside. How about we wait in the car?"
"No, is there a flower shop nearby?"
"Yeah, there's one across the street, and they're just about to close."
Ming Yu: "Push me over."
The assistant did as he was told.
"Old Xiao, are you ready over there?!" The proprietress stretched her neck to look into the inner room. "Shall I pull down the shutter first?"
"Just pull it, it's coming!"
The woman was about to start, when suddenly——
"Excuse me, Madam."
The proprietress glanced at the young man in front of her, then lowered her head to glance at the man in the wheelchair with a dull look in his eyes.
"What's going on?"
Assistant: "Excuse me, do you sell red roses in your store?"
The proprietress nodded. "Yes, we sell them, but the red roses are only for online orders, and they're delivered to your door. Most people who come directly to the store buy daisies, lilies, and the like. After all, it's for worship, so few people buy roses."
The assistant didn't know how to ask and was silent for a moment.
Ming Yu asked directly: "Excuse me, has anyone come to the store to buy red roses today?"
The proprietress's eyes flickered slightly.
It was these two seconds of hesitation that allowed the man to grasp the clue.
"It seems so." He said firmly, his eyes were out of focus, but they seemed to be able to see through everything.
The proprietress had nothing to hide: "Yes, someone did. The last bouquet of red roses was bought just forty minutes ago."
Ming Yu subconsciously sat up straight, his spine stiff as if it were a taut string. "Is it a boy or a girl?"
"A girl."
Assistant: "Are you wearing a baseball cap?"
"Yes, yes, tall and thin."
Ming Yu suppressed his pounding heart and tried to make his voice sound calm enough, but the faint trembling still revealed his current restlessness.
The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his tone became a little obscure: "Can we take a look at the store's surveillance?"
The proprietress was a little hesitant.
The assistant called her aside, said a few words to her, stuffed five hundred yuan into her hand, and repeatedly assured her that they had no ill intentions.
The proprietress then nodded in agreement.
"Don't say I didn't tell you in advance, that girl is wearing a hat, and you can't take a picture of her face from this direction."
Ming Yu thanked him, but still insisted on watching the surveillance video, even though he could clearly see nothing.
really--
When the surveillance video was played, only the top of a hat could be seen.
He was wearing a sweatshirt and long pants, covering himself completely from head to toe. It was obvious that he didn't want to be photographed and had made all the necessary preparations.
"...He is about 1.7 meters tall, with a thin back and long legs." The assistant described him to Ming Yu.
The latter tilted his ears and tilted his upper body slightly, which was a sign he would show when he was concentrating and focusing.
However, when he heard "more than 1.7 meters", he frowned fiercely.
"Are you sure your height is 1.7 meters?"
The assistant hesitated and took another look: "I look like..."
The proprietress said, "It's definitely more than 1.7 meters! My wife is 1.72 meters, and she's a little taller than my husband."
The man's face suddenly darkened.
1.7 meters...
How can he be 1.7 meters tall?
The moon is not so high...
"Can you tell her approximate age?" he asked again.
The proprietress thought for a moment and said, "She should be no more than 25 years old. Very young!"
The age doesn't match...
The light in Mingyu's eyes gradually dimmed until it became silent.
At this time, another assistant came back with the surveillance footage, and the three of them prepared to get in the car and leave.
Suddenly, several black cars rushed out from the surroundings, accompanied by the harsh sound of brakes. The door of the leading car opened, and a pair of long legs wrapped in suit pants appeared in front of everyone.
The man bowed and stood still. His handsome features were delicate and morbid in the moonlight.
There is a kind of feminine beauty.
The two assistants looked at each other. Could it be that they encountered some underground organization that wanted to kidnap the professor?
Ming Yu was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were deliberately shone directly under the headlights, which made him feel a little light. He squinted subconsciously.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" An assistant stepped forward and used his body to block Ming Yu, blocking most of the light for him.
The man raised his hand slightly and switched the car lights from high beam to low beam, which was finally less glaring.
He chuckled and said, "Mingyu, long time no see."
Mingyu's expression changed slightly.
The man took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, pushing aside the annoying assistant. He stood in front of the wheelchair and looked him down.
This behavior is extremely disrespectful, even outrageous.
Ming Yu's stagnant eyes moved slightly twice, and he raised his head, as if he could really see the other person.
He was not angry, and even a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"It's been a long time since we last met, Lou Mingshen." He called his name, and there seemed to be melancholy in his sigh.
It was as if someone was calling out to another person through him.
This tone instantly angered the man: "Shut up! Are you worthy of calling my name?"
"What else should I call you?" He was as calm as a mountain.
This made Lou Mingshen look sinister and mean. "Boss Lou, Mr. Lou, either is fine."
"Do we really need to be so distant from each other?"
"Heh..." The man sneered, "Are we familiar with each other?"
"Ming Shen..."
"I told you to shut up!"
Ming Yu sighed, but still not angry at all.
The two assistants couldn't stand it any longer——
"Who the hell are you? How dare you yell at a professor? Do you have any manners at all?!"
"Professor? Oh, I almost forgot. You are now a famous physicist and a highly respected figure in the domestic academic community. Unfortunately," his eyes suddenly turned cold, "what does it have to do with me?"
"You—" The assistant's cheeks flushed with anger, "Professor, let's go!"
As he said that, he was about to push Mingyu away.
The next second, his way was blocked by men in black. Lou Mingshen stood there, smiling evilly and ostentatiously.
"Want to leave? Have you asked me?"
"You, you are illegally detaining me! I'm going to call the police right now!" he said, taking out his cell phone.
"Zhong Hao, don't be impulsive, put it away." Ming Yu said lightly.
"But the professor is—"
"Does what I said not count?"
“…” The assistant named Zhong Hao took the phone back with a frustrated look on his face.
Lou Mingshen snorted softly: "You're smart."
Ming Yu said in a gentle voice: "I came to see Mingyue——"
"Shut up!" Before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by the other party. The man's eyes were red and murderous intent was cold: "Ming Yu, you are not worthy of mentioning my sister's name!"
Second update, 3,000 words.
Before 3:12 PM.
(End of this chapter)
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