Han Lan had already put on a mask and sunglasses, patted the two people sitting in front, and said, "Let's go, get off the car."

Fang Qiaorui felt happy when she saw his outfit. Just as she was thinking about going over to watch, she saw Han Lan leading Li Mingbo to a restaurant on the roadside, and she quickly followed.

I felt very itchy in my heart, and I was very curious about what was going on over there.

I glanced at the people over there, they all seemed to be looking upstairs.

upstairs?

Fang Qiaorui followed their gazes and looked up. She couldn't see anything because of the obstruction of the building, but she could basically guess what they were looking at.

"Han Shuai, it seems that someone is trapped upstairs, or someone is about to jump off the building." Fang Qiaorui stepped forward and said.

"Um."

Han Lan nodded calmly and had no intention of going over to watch.

What is there to watch in this kind of accident?

Although you can often see this kind of plot in movies where you yell when the road is rough and take action randomly when it's time to take action, in reality Han Lan still understands it clearly.

A huge fire truck is parked there, and from a distance I guess an ambulance is also there. Traffic police are coordinating the road closures, and police are maintaining order. They are all professionals, and none of them are better than him, who killed people and cheated in his previous life. He was reborn as a singer.

How strong is this young guy who dances rap?

Now he is just joining in the fun and causing trouble for others. If he is recognized by fans later, the scene will definitely be even more chaotic.

So, it’s better to sneak in and have a meal while the restaurant is empty now.

At this moment, they suddenly heard an exclamation from the crowd over there. The three of them subconsciously turned their heads and saw a black shadow falling down.

Fang Qiaorui was dumbfounded: "Han Shuai, is that a person?"

"Let's go, stop looking." Han Lan waved her hand, turned and entered the restaurant.

Li Mingbo also quickly pulled Fang Qiaorui up. This girl was probably so frightened that she couldn't even walk.

"Dead... dead?"

Han Lan ignored her. Isn't this nonsense?

After falling from dozens of floors, unless a miracle happens, he will definitely not be able to survive.

"Hello, we need a private room." Han Lan said to the oncoming waiter.

The waiter looked at Han Lan warily. After all, Han Lan was wearing a hat, a mask, and sunglasses, and it was really suspicious that she was wrapped up tightly.

Especially the girl behind him looked abnormal and was being dragged by a tall and powerful man.

Could this girl have been kidnapped by them?

"This lady..." The waiter hesitated, but tentatively asked Fang Qiaorui first.

Fang Qiaorui came back to consciousness slightly when she heard someone calling, but she still looked at her in a daze.

"She just saw someone falling outside and was frightened." Han Lan explained for her.

The waiter suddenly felt a little relieved and smiled apologetically at Han Lan: "I'm sorry, sir, do you have a reservation?"

"No."

"Sir, we only have small private rooms left in our store now. It just so happens that there are only three of you. Can I arrange a small private room for you?"

"Can."

Han Lan nodded, and the waiter smiled and helped them lead them to the second floor.

Perhaps because he was afraid that his actions just now would offend the guests, the waiter took the initiative to explain the situation there to them along the way, hoping that through conversation, he could divert the guests' attention a little and forget what happened just now.

It turns out that there was not a fall over there, but someone jumping off the building.

I heard that I was fired early, so I couldn't think about it and I wanted to jump off the building.

Jumping off dozens of floors, even if there is a life-saving air mattress underneath, it is useless.

The waiter was also very measured in his chat. He just briefly talked about the situation and didn't add too many personal opinions. He led them into the private room and started helping them order food.

Han Lan didn't seem to be very interested in jumping off the building over there. She just listened casually to the waiter's introduction. After taking the menu, she started ordering. At the same time, she asked the waiter what special dishes they had.

Witnessed life and death.

The waiter also felt that this man was a little cold, but he still kept a smile and helped him finish his order. He politely withdrew and closed the box door from the outside.

"Han Shuai, can you still eat? Is that person just now... going to die?" Fang Qiaorui couldn't help but ask again.

"Jump down from dozens of floors, what do you think?" Han Lan poured herself a glass of water and drank it first. She glanced at Fang Qiaorui's pale face and said speechlessly: "Sister Qiaorui, what's wrong with you? You're so far away.

Watching a figure fall, you won't be so scared, right?"

"Han Shuai, you are very unsympathetic!" Fang Qiaorui curled her lips and said.

The situation seems to be slightly better.

"What's wrong with this? It's not easy for everyone after decades of life. Some people think death is a kind of relief. Do they need your sympathy?"

Fang Qiaorui choked, looked at Li Mingbo again, and found that this guy was also unresponsive.

Co-author: Both of them are bearish on life and death, but she is the only one who is lamenting?

"Han Shuai, the waiter said that he jumped off the building after losing his job, right? I'm afraid he lost more than just his job? If he really couldn't live anymore, who would want to die?" Fang Qiaorui said again.

Obviously I still feel that Han Lan's behavior is too cold-blooded. Even if I don't sympathize with him, I shouldn't have watched someone jump off the building with my own eyes and not have any reaction at all, right?

"Yes, who would want to die if he really couldn't survive?" Han Lan seemed to have thought of something, smiled helplessly, and shook her head.

But if he sees too many dead people, he really can't feel any sympathy.

What tragedy did you not see on that continent in Africa?

On the contrary, some look down upon those who choose to commit suicide.

Some people want to live but there is no way to live, and some people clearly have a way to live but are unwilling to find it.

No matter how difficult it is, can it be harder than having someone hold a gun to your head and the disheveled corpse of your relative lying next to you?

"Sigh...Sister Qiaorui, if you can't think about it one day in the future, don't choose to jump off the building. If you fall from such a height, you will be a mosaic. Brains, eyeballs, internal organs, and bone residue will all burst out.

When it comes out, it will be as bloody as possible..."

"Ugh~" Fang Qiaorui couldn't help but follow his words and imagined the scene under the building over there. She shuddered, covered her mouth and ran to find the bathroom.

"Brother Li, what are you looking at me for? I'm not afraid that she will be too stressed in the future and one day she can't think about it anymore, right? I want to scare her in advance and give her a vaccination."

"..." Lee Myung-bak.

…

Fang Qiaorui didn't eat dinner.

When I think of the scene described by Han Lan, who can still eat it?

"Han Shuai, you disrespect the deceased so much!" When he went back, Fang Qiaorui looked at him with resentment on his face.

"He doesn't respect life and death himself, so why should I respect him?" Han Lan said confidently.

Fang Qiaorui choked, curled her lips and stopped talking.

"Sister Qiaorui, do you think there are really so many people who are desperate?" Han Lan asked suddenly, looking out the car window.

"Han Shuai, you have lived in luxury since you were a child. You don't understand the pressure and oppression of ordinary people."

"Really?" Han Lan was still holding her chin and looking out the car window. The road was open, but the place where she jumped from the building was still surrounded by a circle of warning cordons and tarps.
Chapter completed!