Han Dongsheng got out of the taxi immediately, saw Yu Lanchuan with the "cassette", and called him strangely: "Little Master Yu?"

Yu Lanchuan himself couldn't explain what was going on, but he just felt that the look Gan Qing had just looked at was very special, as if he had mixed feelings, looking at it from a very far away time and space, and it also brought a trace of return to the dust, which made him feel timid for a moment.

Fortunately, Gan Qing was normally faster than him. She stretched out a finger with a half-smile. She held Yu Lanchuan's car key and teased: "I heard that Mr. Xiao Yu is doing something bad today... sneeze!"

Yu Lanchuan: "..."

Before Gan Qing could finish her joke, she sneezed three times in a row. After the last breath, the back of her nose was blocked, and she refused to go down. She had an ominous premonition in the tinnitus that gradually overcame the sound of the wind - she was about to catch a cold.

!

Han Dongsheng and Yan Hao both looked at her in astonishment.

Although one of the two has "three highs" and the other can jump off the wall, people who have practiced kung fu since childhood have stronger physical fitness than ordinary people. Han Dongsheng felt that the last time he had a cold and fever, he was probably the same age as his son

when.

"Wan Muchun" can also have a stuffy nose, cough and sneeze!

Yu Lanchuan came back to his senses and asked incredulously: "You wrapped yourself into a ball and still have a cold face?"

Gan Qing said with a thick nasal voice: "If heaven wants to destroy me, we must fight..."

"That's nonsense!" Yu Lanchuan grabbed the hood of her down jacket and pulled it down over her head, covering her whole face with only her chin exposed. "If you have a cold, why don't you go home and lie down?

Come to meddle in other people's business? I'm not more measured than you?"

"I can't see," Gan Qing pushed up his hat and said slowly, "Can't you? It's a big deal to single out the four elders of the Beggar Clan with a Taoist sword."

Yu Lanchuan took the car key, accidentally touched her cold fingertips, and immediately asked suspiciously: "Aren't you still fine at dinner tonight? What on earth did you do just now? The phone was turned off, and Wang Jiake fell into your hands.

?”

"Come to think of it..." Gan Qing sniffed, "Oh, it's a long story."

Although she is afraid of the cold, she used to live in a basement or a rented house with no heating, so she didn't suffer from the cold. On the contrary, now, she enjoys the warm winter sun every day and huddles next to the heater, and even her resistance has dropped.

Few, spoiled by comfort.

"Forget it." Yu Lanchuan pushed her toward the leeward stairwell, thinking quickly in his mind that Zhang Meizhen, an old lady who was not living well, definitely didn't have any medicine at home. He had just moved here and had forgotten to prepare it. At this hour,

The convenience pharmacies are closed. Where can I get some cold medicine for her?

While he was worried, he kept talking: "Others can keep fit by practicing kung fu, but what about you? Your stomach hurts today and your head hurts tomorrow. It will only cause trouble, and it will be of no use at all. What kind of evil kung fu are you practicing?"

Yu Lanchuan was thinking about where to get the medicine, while Gan Qing's hearing was seriously affected by tinnitus. As for Han Dongsheng and Yan Hao, one of them was not good at Qinggong and had poor hearing, and the other had poor insight and often lived in his own world.

I don't pay much attention to my surroundings.

So on this day, no one noticed anyone at the entrance of the courtyard.

After they all went back to their homes, the man walked out from the shadow in the corner. It was the little mute girl from the pet shop, Qi Qiu.

Yan Hao returned to the laundry and accidentally tripped over a cardboard box at the door. Then he remembered that in the morning before the pet shop opened, he quietly signed for a courier for his neighbor. The day went by in chaos, and he missed it.

Forgot about it.

Qing Qing would sometimes spend his own money to buy some imported canned dogs and cats to improve the food for the little animals in the pet store. Yan Hao took a look and saw that the lights were out on the entire street.

"It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow." He thought nonchalantly and locked the laundry door.

When buying something overseas, you need to go through customs when mailing it back to your country, and you have to upload the buyer's true identity information. The recipient generally has to write down his or her full name. A nickname like "Gui Qi", which you don't know if it's a nickname or a nickname, will definitely not work.

On the can carton, the recipient's real name was quietly written: Zhu Qiao.

This night, the exhausted community policeman finally got a little reward after handling the dispute between the ancestors of the Beggar Gang - Wang Jiake, who had been missing for several days, fell from the sky!

The entire Internet suspected that she had been silenced, and various conspiracy theories were rampant. Although the girl looked a little embarrassed, in any case, it was a good thing that she came back safe and sound. The police officers quickly reported to their superiors and asked

Where did she go while she was missing?

Who knows if you ask or not? You will be shocked when you ask. Her ups and downs in the past few days are no less than the imagination of netizens. There are routine loans, suspected kidnapping and illegal imprisonment, and even attempted rape!

At the same time, the news that Wang Jiake was kidnapped by "Wan Muchun" was also sent to Wang Jiusheng. After hearing the cause and effect, Wang Jiusheng stood on the luxurious terrace on the roof of their house and smoked half a box of cigarettes, slowly holding up the

The caller sighed: "I'm not afraid that you won't be able to do things well. Young people, if you exercise a few more times, you'll be more thoughtful in doing things. I'm just afraid of this kind of random behavior. It's embarrassing to forget about it when you see a woman with a little bit of appearance!"

His subordinates quickly admitted their mistake: "I didn't pick a good person, Master Beiduo..."

"It goes without saying. You have compiled the list of people involved in the work, right?" Wang Jiusheng interrupted him and said meaningfully, "Have their families been taken care of?"

The man on the phone said: "Don't worry."

"That's good." Wang Jiusheng nodded, "I can't help but stand up for my friends from the Beggar Clan. Regardless of whether it's a good outcome or a bad outcome, we shouldn't be able to help us reap the consequences, right?

"

"yes."

"Go ahead and get busy." Wang Jiusheng said lightly, "I always feel at ease when you do things."

However, as soon as he hung up the phone, the calm smile on Wang Jiusheng's face suddenly disappeared.

He rubbed his hands together and carefully inspected his terrace as if checking for landmines - Wang Jiusheng lived in a rare low-density community in the city. There were only four buildings in the entire community, and security was extremely strict. Each building was equipped with a security room.

The community is patrolled 24 hours a day.

He bought the top floor of the King's Building, the 32nd floor, which is known as the "Sky Courtyard". It has a huge terrace with a panoramic view of most of Yanning City. The price is sky-high.

But at this time, the thirty-second floor could no longer make him feel safe. Wang Jiusheng turned on the infrared intrusion detector on the terrace. Still uneasy, he went back home and locked the terrace. In addition to a decorative glass door on his terrace,

There is also a very exaggerated anti-theft door. Once it is lowered, it is like locking yourself into a metal safe.

Wang Jiusheng in the "safe" turned on the computer again. Like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, he carefully checked all the nearby surveillance cameras three times before taking a handful of sleeping pills and lying down to sleep.

But neither the "safe" nor sleeping pills could make him fall asleep. Not long after Wang Jiusheng closed his eyes, he was awakened by a bloody nightmare. He screamed, sat up in a cold sweat, and turned on the lights in the whole room while peeing.

, he saw a shadow in the corner of the wall from the corner of his eye!

The hairs all over Wang Jiusheng's body stood up. He pulled out a saber from under the pillow and shouted in a hissing voice: "Who!"

There was no answer. It turned out that it was just his own clothes hanger.

Wang Jiusheng exhaled a breath, his shoulders slumped, and he drank half a bottle of mineral water in front of the ice bar.

Wang Jiusheng was born in troubled times. When he was thirteen, the first person he killed was a boy from the same family, a boy about his own age who was prettier and more popular than him. In fact, he was a hypocrite at a young age and had the appearance of a "bastard".

The number came from this man's mouth. He secretly killed this man and then filled the well and disappeared without anyone noticing. People searched for him for a while and thought that the boy had run away on his own. No one had doubted that he was an honest man.

Wang Jiusheng.

In addition, the old dog that bit him, the cook who beat him with a fire stick, and the girl who humiliated him to his face as "a toad wants to eat swan meat"... all disappeared without anyone noticing.

Heaven knows and earth knows, He knows death and man knows.

Later, times changed, and his methods continued to evolve, from simply killing people and dumping their bodies, to creating accidents - the "accident" of the warehouse fire more than thirty years ago burned him to the throne of the North Helm.

, and also gave him glory and wealth for the rest of his life.

Later, "creating accidents" evolved into a more advanced "killing with a borrowed knife", and even big devils like Wei Xiao could not escape his grasp.

Each and every one of these items was once a proud work that left him with endless aftertaste, but at some point, they began to sneak into his dreams silently, turning into ghosts and haunting them endlessly every midnight.

This must not be because he is old or afraid.

Wang Jiusheng thought that it was all due to his negligence in doing things back then and cutting the grass without eradicating the roots, leaving a tail for "Wan Muchun".

He clenched the saber in his hand and opened the bedside table - there was a small safe hidden there. After entering the twenty-six-digit password, the safe popped open gently, revealing a bloody coat and several old photos inside.

If Gan Qing or Meng Tianyi saw it, they would be able to recognize that the place where the photo was taken was the place where Wei Xiao lived in seclusion before the back alley of Nitang was renovated.

The protagonist of each photo is different. Among them, there is a photo of Yang Ping that stands out the most - Yang Ping is already middle-aged, standing under the wall of the backyard of the small courtyard, as if he has just come out of the courtyard and is wiping his hands.

His twisted palms were a strange purple color, stained with blood, and there was a smile on his face.

That night, the cold wind howled, Wang Jiusheng was haunted by ghosts, Yang Yifan waited anxiously for news of rescue, and Zhang Meizhen spent the whole night texting in silence at her mobile phone.

People who have ghosts, worries, guilt, and past in their hearts are tossing and turning all night long.

Only Gan Qing, who was given a large bowl of cold medicine borrowed from Han Dongsheng's house by Yu Lanchuan, seemed to faint and slept until noon the next day.

People who don't get sick often are particularly serious when they are sick and have a particularly strong reaction to medicine. When Gan Qing was woken up by the doorbell, she felt that her head was filled with paste, and Zhang Meizhen didn't know where she had gone.

, she had to get up on all fours, dragging her two noodle-like legs to open the door.

Yu Lanchuan came in carrying a bag of lunch and a bag of medicine: "Why did you open the door without asking who it was? Don't you know there has been chaos in this hospital recently? Hello?"

Gan Qing was holding on to the door frame, pressing his forehead against the wooden door to absorb the coolness, his eyes still not focused properly.

Yu Lanchuan felt something was wrong with her expression, so he reached out and touched her forehead, and was burned by her forehead: "It's burnt! I told you to take medicine in the morning yesterday, did you take it?"

Gan Qing: "..."

"How on earth did you live to be so old?" Yu Lanchuan put down his things angrily, took off the down jacket on the hanger at the door, and picked up Gan Qing with one hand, "Go to the hospital!"

Gan Qing was not very awake, so he subconsciously shrank his shoulders and elbows, and hit Yu Lanchuan's pulse accurately - her hands and feet were soft and weak, so Yu Lanchuan let out a "hiss" and grabbed her elbow.

Gan Qing seemed to be unable to stand still, and fell forward, her whole body pressed against his body with an abnormally high temperature.

Yu Lanchuan's chest "clicked" and his heartbeat paused for half a beat.

However, the next moment, he felt a chill on the side of his neck, and a cold metal object pressed against his neck.

Yu Lanchuan: "..."

It wasn't until this moment that Gan Qing seemed to react slowly, and asked in a daze: "...Master Xiao Yu? Why haven't you gone to work yet?"
Chapter completed!