When Yu Lanchuan went downstairs, he happened to run into Gan Qing. Gan Qing was wrapped in a large hooded cotton-padded jacket that might have been the same age as the Republic of China. It was wrapped from head to calf, with the hat on his head, and a few strands of hair that fell out were dripping wet.

Yes, the edge of her pajamas is exposed under her feet, she must be ready to sleep.

Yu Lanchuan found it a bit strange - she didn't seem like the kind of person who would get up and join in the fun when she heard there was a thief at her neighbor's house.

There is only one elevator in the whole building, and if everyone has to use it, it will be very slow, so they walked down the stairwell.

Gan Qing, who was walking in front, suddenly whispered: "The person who knocked on your window ran up."

"Did you see it clearly?" Yu Lanchuan was stunned for a moment, and then he blurted out, not knowing what he was thinking, and asked, "Have you ever heard of 'Tangqian Yan'?"

Gan Qing remained silent from the tenth floor to the eighth floor. Just when Yu Lanchuan thought she didn't want to answer, she actually said "Hmm" in a low voice: "Feiyan touches water, treads on snow without leaving a trace... Now he has become a big gecko."

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When they came down, a group of neighbors had gathered at the door of 804. Strangely enough, it was just after ten o'clock, and even the "haired nun" like Gan Qing hadn't gone to bed yet. It was too early for contemporary urbanites.

Okay, why did you choose this hour for the burglary?

"I think the thief was probably targeting 803," a neighbor expressed his opinion with reason. "Seeing that the old lady was at home by herself today, she went to bed early and was deaf, so he got bold! I didn't expect to touch him.

Wrong balcony.”

The old lady from 803 next door came out to watch. She happened to hear this sentence and was so scared that her face turned green.

"Don't make blind guesses, don't scare the old man." The man at the door of 804 waved his hand, "The light bulb in our house broke today and was always dark. Maybe the thief thought there was no one at home."

The man was about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, tall, upright, and spoke slowly and softly. Yu Lanchuan looked familiar to him, and when he was wondering if he had seen him before somewhere, the man inadvertently moved in his direction.

Glancing at it: "Hey, are you... Mr. Yu?"

Yu Lanchuan reflexively put on a professional smile.

"I'm Is! They call me Nick. I told you about the convention and exhibition center project! Do you still remember me?"

A string of letters popped into Yu Lanchuan's mind, which was confused by emergency meetings and martial arts conferences. His temples jumped a few times, and he suddenly remembered who this person was - after all, there were several people in their "white-bone demon" circle.

This "language mash-up style" was no longer popular a few years ago. I occasionally met someone with a "simple painting style" and I was quite impressed.

Yu Lanchuan nodded reservedly: "Hello, Mr. Nie."

This man's name is Nie Ke. He is from another investment company. When he invested in a project before, he tried to get Yu Lanchuan and others to join him, so the two companies came into contact. Yu Lanchuan didn't remember Nie Ke's position. Anyway, he came out to hang out and called him "General Manager".

"There's definitely nothing wrong.

"Our home is in the suburbs. It's too far away. During the morning rush hour, it takes more than two hours to go to work. Hey, I can't afford a house in the city. This year I decided to rent a house here because my children would go to kindergarten here.

Fortunately, the kindergarten is on holiday today and the child was sent back to his grandma's house." Nie Ke politely invited the neighbors into the house. The light in his living room was indeed broken and the house was dark. He lowered his voice an octave. "

Xiaoman, do you want me?"

Only then did everyone realize that there was a woman in the room, and her whole body almost disappeared into the darkness.

Although Nie Ke had lowered his voice very low, it still seemed to scare her. The woman jumped up from the sofa stiffly, like a dehydrated zombie.

"This is my wife," Nie Ke sighed, "I was boiling water in the kitchen, and she was in the house, and happened to bump into the thief. She, too, didn't run away quickly, and wanted to arrest him - tell me about you,

Who can you catch like you? What if he has a knife? If I didn't see it at a glance, something could happen to you, but how can it be so good? Fortunately, the thief didn't expect anyone to be there. He was startled and pushed away.

After pushing him a few times, he ran away quickly and broke a window in our house."

Gan Qing turned on the lights in the corridor and hall. Through the light, everyone saw that Mrs. Nie was holding a piece of gauze in her hand and pressing her forehead. There were unwiped blood marks on the corners of her forehead and eyes, and a deep one on her cheekbones.

There were bruises on her face. I wonder if she was tired from holding her hands up all the time. Her hand holding the gauze kept shaking.

"It was a collision." Nie Ke held her shoulders and told the neighbors, "Her head hit the corner of the table. I asked her to take her to the hospital, but she still refused."

Mrs. Nie remained silent and curled up on his shoulder, hiding.

The neighbors didn't care. No matter who they were, they were sitting peacefully at home. If a thief suddenly broke in, they would be startled. They couldn't sleep well for several days, so they all urged Nie Ke to call the police.

Gan Qing did not enter the house at the door. He crossed the crowd and looked towards the balcony. An open window on the balcony was broken, and wind leaked in from there. A few scattered glass pieces fell from the window sill - if it was hit from the inside out,

Most of the glass shards should have fallen.

The traffic jam was almost gone now, and the police arrived quickly. The enthusiastic neighbors surrounded the police, and without waiting for others to ask, they poured their opinions into people's ears.

Submerged in the sea of ​​​​people, the policeman struggled to swim out: "Give way, please give way, we want to question the victim of the robbery!"

Nie Ke touched Mrs. Nie's hair: "My wife is a housewife and doesn't know how to speak. She was injured and frightened today. Let her rest first and I'll tell you."

The police asked the woman a few questions, but she could only nod and shake her head, with men filling in for her. Sure enough, she looked like she had been at home all year round and never saw anyone else. So after confirming again and again that she did not need an ambulance, they did not ask her any questions.

Already.

Mrs. Nie avoided the crowd, lowered her head, and planned to enter the back room.

At this time, a hand held her. Mrs. Nie was startled and turned around in fear, finding that the person holding her was a very thin young woman.

Gan Qing gently held her chin and turned away from her face: "Did your head hit the corner of the table, and where did you rub your face?"

Her eyes, which were rarely fully opened, reflected the light in the foyer. As her eyes moved slightly, the light flickered slightly, like sparks dancing on cold flint.

The woman took a step back stiffly and avoided her hand.

Gan Qing casually retracted his hands into the sleeves of his cotton coat, and drooped his eyelids to cover the light in his eyes: "Did you catch him and he pushed him hard against the wall and then fell down?

Hit the corner of the table?"

The woman nodded randomly and avoided her eyes.

"Next time something like this happens, you should call someone in time." Gan Qing said, "I live upstairs in 1003. I am usually very free. Come and play with me when you have time."

The woman didn't answer with a dull face and quickly got into the bedroom.

Gan Qing's eyes lingered on the open balcony window of Nie's house for a moment, then he glanced at Nie Ke who was being questioned by the police, then quietly avoided the crowd and left Nie's house.

Yu Lanchuan looked at Yu Yan, whose hat was crooked: "Why is it you again?"

"How the hell do I know? It's Christmas Eve when others are on duty, and I have to call the police as soon as I'm on duty. Do you think it's weird or not?" Yu Yan said with a sad face, "Master Lan, do you have any health-preserving combos? Teach me two

Don’t worry, I think I’m not far from sudden death.”

Gan Qing happened to be passing by. When she heard this, she pushed up her hood: "Mercury retrograde, officer, I have an amulet, do you want it? I'll give you the internal price, it's only fifty-two yuan. If you need it, come to the back alley of Nitang anytime."

Find me."

The cost price is two yuan, and if she earns fifty yuan, she can pay Boss Meng back.

Yu Yan said in shock: "You have engaged in feudal superstition, and you have done it to the people's police?"

Gan Qing smiled nonchalantly, turned around and left: "It's better than retweeting koi fish on Weibo. If you don't believe me, forget it."

Officer Yu, who had just used his trumpet to turn the koi around, felt a pain in his knee, so he decided to wait until he got off work, took off his uniform and went secretly.

"Some people just said they saw the burglar who broke into the house," Yu Yan calmed down and asked Yu Lanchuan, "Some people also said that the thief was dressed like Spider-Man and had a big iron hook in his hand? Did you see it? Alas,

To be honest, we have received several cases of thefts from high-rise buildings recently."

Yu Lanchuan asked: "Is the amount large?"

"If you don't say it's strange, several thefts from high-rise buildings are basically attempts. One family reported that they lost a card holder. What do you think this thief does by stealing the card? So far, today's case is

The most serious thing is that it hurts people." Yu Yan said, "The houses that were stolen were all above the sixth floor, and they were all entered through the windows. Is there such a light skill in the world? It can't really be Spider-Man, right?"

Yu Lanchuan thought for a while: "Come with me."

He and Yu Yan squeezed out of the crowd and went down to the sixth floor. Uncle Yang lived in 608. His granddaughter Yang Yifan came to take care of his grandfather under the instructions of her parents. She thought the old man had too many bad friends and refused to live with him.

So we rented the house next door, and just like that, the grandfather and grandson still quarreled every day.

Uncle Yang seemed to have known that they were coming, and had prepared tea and waited for them.

Yu Lanchuan flattened the note: "The 'Spider-Man' they were talking about climbed up to my balcony window and posted this paper. Grandpa Yang, do you know who the descendant of 'Tangqian Yan' is?"

Yu Yan jumped up and yelled: "This is evidence! Why are you touching it!"

"I didn't know this was evidence. I didn't know there was a theft in a high-rise building when I tore it off." Yu Lanchuan paused, "But he only broke the eighth-floor window after he pasted the note on my place, and it was from

It was smashed while escaping from inside, and the person who injured others and escaped should not be the one who posted the note."

"That doesn't mean that the previous theft case had nothing to do with him," Yu Yan said. "The balcony side of your building is very flat. He was standing outside the window on the tenth floor. If someone entered from the eighth floor, there was no way he could not see it.

, so they are probably a group. Most of the burglaries are gangs."

"Forget it about burglary... return it to the gang." At this time, Old Uncle Yang picked up the note. After a while, he sighed and smiled bitterly, "This is simply, simply... Oh!"

"Back then, my friends in the martial arts world flattered me and gave us a few old guys under the title of 'Five Talents'," Old Uncle Yang said slowly, "Xiaochuan, your uncle has been impeccable in his conduct for so many years.

Jiang Qijue's sword is as bright as snow, so it is called "Hanjiang Snow". "Fu Liang Yue" refers to an old man named Han who practiced Taoist Kung Fu. His ancestors were apprenticed to him in Wudang Mountain.

Later generations merged with the Qi family, and the unique knowledge of Bagua was very righteous. During the Anti-Japanese War, I saved your grandfather's life - but my brother is much older than us. He passed away more than 20 years ago. He has a grandson at home.

I also live here and work as a civil servant. I think his figure is almost "three tall". His ancestors' skills must have been put aside long ago.

"'Chuan Lin Feng' is my branch. I don't have much ability, and I'm not worthy to be compared with the others. I worked in the Beggar Clan for a few years before liberation, so you guys give me face. As for 'Tangqian Yan'

'...I remember his surname is Yan, and his nickname is 'Yan Ruofei'. He was originally from the south. He had been hiding from the world for a long time. During the war years, he was invited out of the mountain. I have met him several times. He is very shy and blushes when he smiles.

The scholar is really good at disappearing without a trace. He broke in unnoticed from several floors of guards with guns, and killed three big traitors. The wanted posters were hung in the streets and alleys.

Yes, many evil people cannot sleep because of him."

Yu Lanchuan asked: "What happened next?"

"Later, he died." Old Uncle Yang said. "The Japanese and traitors were hunting him everywhere. Someone betrayed where he and a few friends were staying. He felt that he had Qinggong and could run away, so he provided cover for others.
Chapter completed!