The red and blue flashing police lights disturbed the quiet night of the small town. Under the bright and transparent hotel porch, the police escorted three murderers and passed by Zhang Moyan and Xiao Xingyu. The leader who was walking in front was stunned.
On the steps, he suddenly turned around, smiled strangely at Zhang Moyan and Xiao Xingyu, and said grimly: "Just wait!"
Zhang Moyan's expression remained motionless, while Xiao Xingyu waved his hand to the murderer as if thanking him: "Sorry, I don't have time to wait for you!"
The murderer was so frustrated that his face was frozen as if he was hit by a wall. Before he could activate it, the policeman yelled at him and pressed his head into the police car.
Old Mrs. Yuan Hongying walked out of the glass door of the hotel with the support of Wang Wenlong. The old woman's spirit was somewhat affected by the incident just now. Zhang Moyan knew that today's conversation could no longer continue.
Yuan Hongying, who was surrounded by the crowd, felt Zhang Moyan's gaze and came over to hold her hand: "What's wrong, kid?"
Zhang Moyan pondered for a moment, not hiding his thoughts: "Can I visit you again? You didn't finish telling the story today. I want to know what happened next? Why didn't the plum bottle be taken away and was left in your Wang family?
"
What's more important, Mrs. Yuan's entire narrative today omitted one person.
She talked about Xiao Guoxi and Chen Yun, but she never mentioned Zhang Shunqing, who traveled with them in the past. As Xiao Guoxi's disciple and Chen Yun's later husband, how could he be absent from this story?
Yuan Hongying looked thoughtfully at the several police cars waiting under the steps, held Zhang Moyan's hand tightly, and smiled lightly: "I have handed the plum bottle to the police. After the investigation here is completed, I will
I will go to Ruzhou with Mei Ping."
After saying that, she turned to the other side without explaining much. She asked Qi Xiaowa and Wang Zhongguo to go to the police station to cooperate with the investigation. She said a few polite words to the manager of the hotel, then said goodbye to everyone in an orderly manner, and walked out with the help of Wang Wenlong.
The private car has been waiting for a long time.
"Sir, do you need us to accompany you to the hospital?" A serious and responsible little policeman came over and said that he could use a police car to take the injured people to the hospital.
The injured Xiao Xingyu half-hooked Zhang Moyan and showed the profound justice of a good citizen: "No need, it is a waste of police force to work for such a small injury. My wife is here, we will call an online taxi and we will come right away."
Yes, the hospital is not far away."
Little policeman: "Since it's not far away, I'd better give you a ride. A broken bone is not a trivial matter and cannot be delayed!"
Xiao Xingyu was stunned by the enthusiasm of the people's police. If this enthusiasm reaches the emergency room, the illusion may be exposed.
"No need, comrade police. There are so many people and he's nervous." Zhang Moyan answered on his behalf.
"That's right, that's right," Xiao Xingyu agreed deeply, "Comrade policeman, please give me special treatment when I go there. It's too grand and makes me nervous."
"Really don't need it?"
Xiao Xingyu touched his cell phone: "Here it comes, it should be the call of the online ride-hailing driver!... Hey, driver, where are you at the back door... Okay, you don't have to come over here. The situation here is more complicated. We'll go and find him right away."
You, please wait for us!"
Xiao Xingyu pretended to talk on the phone, and Zhang Moyan matched up with the performance: "Comrade police, please do your business first, I will take good care of him!"
It was rare for a young policeman to meet such a reasonable crowd. He watched Xiao Xingyu and Zhang Moyan leave with deep affection. He sighed that handsome men and beautiful women were fine, but they were of such high quality. It would be great if he would encounter such self-reliant people when he goes out to police in the future.
.
The handsome man and beauty walked around the main entrance, and the world suddenly became quiet. Zhang Moyan felt a light touch on his shoulder, and was immediately pulled away by the man who pretended to be hemiplegic just a moment ago: "Mo Yan, look there is a garden over there, let's go and have a look!
"
There is definitely no such thing as online car-hailing, but Xiao Xingyu’s interest was quite sudden.
The two of them walked into the scattered flowers and trees in the clear breeze and bright moon. As we all know, the greening and landscaping of the hotel is just for people to see during the day. In fact, no one comes in and walks around, so naturally there are only a few dark lights on the ground.
It can be said that there is almost no light, but it can be called a good place for conversation and date.
"Mo Yan, you must be very tired today, let me carry you!" Xiao Xingyu suddenly suggested.
Zhang Moyan was confused: "Carry me? Why do you have to carry me?"
Xiao Xingyu took it for granted: "You gave such a precious Sima Guang smashed vase to our family. From now on, you will be our family's great benefactor. We have to offer you up. Your feet cannot touch the ground, and your fingers cannot touch the spring water."
I must not suffer any more! My back seems too ugly, so I’d better hug you!"
Xiao Xingyu said that he was going to grab Zhang Moyan's knee, but Zhang Moyan hid like a rabbit. After understanding the meaning of Xiao Xingyu's words, he hurriedly asked: "Did you see something when you looked at that plum vase just now?
Does that plum vase really have something in it?"
Xiao Xingyu forcibly pulled Zhang Moyan over and kissed him first: "Do you still remember when Xiaowa told us about the time when the plum bottle was tested?"
"Remember, he said that the Mei Ping was from the mid-Ming Dynasty," Zhang Moyan's pressing lips almost uttered words through the gap, "...what's wrong?"
Realizing that his voice was breathless, Zhang Moyan's face quickly became hot. How could we talk? You can only do one thing with one mouth, right?
Xiao Xingyu seemed to be very at ease, and while he was tossing and turning, he took a moment to say: "Porcelain all has the characteristics of the times, such as shape, size, style, etc., and there are great differences between dynasties. Plum vases were fired in the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.
, the plum vase of the Song Dynasty has a small mouth, broad shoulders, a long body and a short neck, the plum vase of the Ming Dynasty has a trapezoidal mouth, and the plum vase of the Yuan Dynasty has a large chest..."
Zhang Moyan suddenly grabbed Xiao Xingyu's consistent hand, and looked around with his heart beating wildly. He really didn't know what to say, and warned with his eyes: This is outdoors! How could he be so wild without warning!
However, this kind of eye warning was completely ineffective on Xiao Xingyu. He even pouted and looked aggrieved as if a child had not eaten meat: "Old Mrs. Yuan's plum vase is obviously from the Song Dynasty. They can't recognize it. Why?"
What kind of inspection agency should we find? Alas, it is really sad that a generation of porcelain talents have declined to this point."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhang Moyan couldn't help but lose consciousness for a few seconds after hearing this. When she came back to her senses, Xiao Xingyu had hugged her from behind, and his warm breath was caressing her eyes.
tail.
The alarm bells rang loudly in Zhang Moyan's heart, and he couldn't help but get his tongue tied when he said: "Okay, okay, let's go back!"
"What are you going back for?"
Xiao Xingyu rubbed the tip of her red ear with his nose, and his lingering breath intertwined with the hair on her temples.
What kind of situation is this! Zhang Moyan was so nervous that he didn't dare to move: "This is not the right place."
Xiao Xingyu's low voice seemed to come from deep in his throat: "But it's exciting here."
Zhang Moyan was stunned and very doubtful about his hearing.
"Be good, cooperate with me." Xiao Xingyu is simply a demon that induces people to commit crimes. He seems to be dragging people's sanity into the abyss. Zhang Moyan holds the palm of his waist firmly, "No, Xiao Xingyu,
How can you be here..."
Xiao Xingyu made a move, and his voice was both charming and aggrieved: "Is it really not possible?"
This tone was so pitiful and pitiful, as if Zhang Moyan was a wicked person who refused to save him.
Zhang Moyan has never dealt with this kind of situation in her life. Now it is best to get a pair of soundproof earplugs to immediately block this kind of magic sound that can penetrate into the brain.
She really hoped that Xiao Xingyu could shut up now, but she knew that this was almost a delusion. Sure enough, the man thought about it and said: "Otherwise... I'll call you sister."
Zhang Moyan's brain shut down instantly. What kind of trick was this!
She used her last rational thought: Given the disparity in power between the two, it would be easy for Xiao Xingyu to succeed. Is it necessary to resist?
As soon as this thought came out, she almost collapsed immediately. This last rationality was so useless! She was weak-willed in front of Xiao Xingyu.
While blaming herself, Zhang Moyan accidentally lost her footing, and the two of them immediately fell down in the same position as she was knocked down.
"Beast, let her go! Ah——"
A man rushed out from the shadows, picked up Xiao Xingyu and punched him hard. Just as he was about to risk his own life to rescue Zhang Moyan, Xiao Xingyu stood up quickly and kicked him two feet away.
"Long time no see Reporter Jin! You came out so soon? Where did you go? Are your endurance skills too bad?" Xiao Xingyu helped Zhang Moyan up and sneered at the visitor.