Chapter 2 The trouble that should come is still coming
I don't know if it's been a long time since he got up on time, sprinted 100 meters to buy breakfast, and then rushed into the classroom to study. Or he should be at this stage. Anyway, Ling Fan completed it with excitement every day.
Even some of his classmates felt that Ling Fan was much more cheerful than before after insisting on completing these targets without orders. People who didn't know the truth thought that he had gradually recovered from Ling Feng's death.
Unknowingly, Ling Fan lived in this state for nearly half a month, and during this half month, no one from the headquarters really came to him to investigate the case, and the whole world suddenly became quiet.
Of course, the little girl sent some insignificant text messages from time to time, always wanting him to come back quickly. She was bullied by Uncle Gu every day and so on. Tian Yu also sent a text message with a very brief meaning, only saying "work hard".
Character.
It was another Saturday, and Ling Fan finally crawled out of bed in a naturally awake state. He reached out and touched the alarm clock next to the bedside table. The time showed more than 8:20. If it were the previous Ling Fan,
, on Saturdays and Sundays, he would sleep until 11 or 12 o'clock and still protect the state of meeting with Zhou Jie, but at this time he woke up naturally for no reason, and he didn't feel sleepy at all. He put his hands behind his head and looked at the white
Ceiling, now his life is just like Ceiling, dull and boring. His mind begins to recall the experience in South Asia. Although he is in danger every moment, he does not feel afraid, at least not like this.
A fear of being bored to death.
Suddenly a soft ringtone rang on his cell phone. Ling Fan was shocked at first, and then his face became extremely excited. He took out his cell phone from his jacket pocket as fast as the wind, but when he saw the screen of the cell phone clearly, the look on his face
The excitement suddenly disappeared, and he became extremely disappointed. This was not a call from the headquarters. It was clearly the alarm on his mobile phone that he had set last night.
"Oh, these people are so serious. Could it be that the world is really peaceful and people are really harmonious..." Ling Fan threw his cell phone on the cabinet in front of the bed in disappointment, and then he fell weakly on the bed again, the bed board
They all made a squeaking sound.
However, just when Ling Fan's disappointed mood did not last long, the mobile phone he had thrown away started to beat with cheerful music again, and this time Ling Fan's eyes widened instantly, and he snatched the mobile phone away.
When I came over, I saw the caller ID above, and all the disappointment in my heart disappeared immediately. I saw that the name displayed on it was qyyy (Friends who are familiar with the password of our Hit headquarters must know that the name displayed by these four letters is
:Fang Yi).
"Boss, you called me, I miss you so much." Ling Fan grabbed the phone and shouted excitedly.
"Bad boy, I didn't want to call you, but I still have to ask you to call me... What are you doing now? Is there anything going on at school?" Fang Yi first scolded Ling Fan, and then asked him
School things.
When Ling Fan heard Fang Yi's scolding, he felt warm for no reason and said with a smile: "No, isn't it a five-day long holiday recently? We are resting. Hey, boss, you called me specifically today, no?
Are you just concerned about my school affairs?"
Fang Yi snorted coldly on the phone and said: "You have a very good idea. You won't even send me a text message during the festival. Just wait to be blackmailed by them when you come back..."
Before Fang Yi finished speaking, Ling Fan keenly caught the word 'come back' in his words, and immediately shouted in surprise: "Boss, you said you wanted me to come back, is there another strange case that happened?
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Ling Fan's words made Fang Yi's voice pause for a moment, and then Fang Yi continued: "Yes, but the case did not occur in Qingshan City, but in Nanyang City. This is a strange case. The Nanyang City Police do not want to
It's a waste of those brain cells, so that bastard Lao Li asked us to hit for help again, hoping that I could send you over to help them solve that case."
Nanyang City, these three familiar and unfamiliar words were swirling in Ling Fan's mind. Suddenly he remembered it. When he thought of Nanyang City, the image of a slim young girl appeared in front of Ling Fan. The girl
Wearing a light green chiffon V-neck blouse, a pleated blouse underneath, her slightly bulging breasts are covered by lace, and her lower body is a pair of blue denim tights, a snow-white and pink skateboarding style.
The shoes give people a sense of intimacy like the girl next door, but the girl has a pair of sharp and chilling eyes, and she rides a black flaming motorcycle. This girl is Mo Qiu, a
The little girl who gave Ling Fan a huge headache.
"Hey, boy Ling, what are you thinking about? Why haven't you said anything for a long time?!" Due to Ling Fan's memories, Fang Yi didn't hear Ling Fan's response on the other end of the phone for a long time, so he shouted loudly: "Boy Ling
, just pack up and go to Nanyang City, remember not to embarrass our Qingshan police!"
"Boss, can I choose not to go?!" Ling Fan had a headache when he thought of Mo Qiu. There was still some unclear relationship between them, and he didn't want to see Mo Qiu.
"Okay, if you don't want to do it, bring me your police officer certificate." Fang Yi sneered like an old fox on the phone. Even across the phone, Ling Fan felt that everything he was thinking was being controlled by Fang Yi.
Yi Ge seemed to see through it, so he had to agree to prepare to go to Nanyang City immediately. But when he was about to hang up the phone, Fang Yi told Ling Fan another quite 'horrible' thing.
"What?! You said Tianyu also wants to go to Nanyang City with me?!" Ling Fan suddenly fell off the bed, finally got up, and confirmed again.
"Why not? Tian Yu has already driven downstairs to your dormitory and is waiting for you!" Fang Yi said with a sinister smile.
No way?! Ling Fan hurried to the window and opened a corner of the curtain. Sure enough, there was a blue and white Hummer-modified police car parked downstairs. All the classmates who passed by pointed at Ling Fan's residence.
, then put their heads together, as if talking about something, and peeked into Ling Fan's room from time to time.
"Damn it, if I don't leave, how can I still hang out in school!" Ling Fan quickly hung up the phone on Fang Yi, then put on his clothes at an incredible speed, wiped his face and rushed out of the room.
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With a bang, Ling Fan slammed the door of the police car shut and got out of the back seat, breathing heavily.
Tian Yu turned around from the driver's seat, looked at Ling Fan, frowned with a delicate and smooth brow, and said: "What, was there something chasing you just now?"
Ling Fan waved his hand and said with a smile: "No one is chasing me. It's because I want to see you so much, so I ran in a hurry."
Tian Yu's little face turned red at first, then returned to a cold expression, and spat: "You still don't look serious, fasten your seat belt!"
Ling Fan naturally obeyed Tian Yu's order. He had just fastened his seat belt when he heard a strong sound of the engine, and then the police car galloped forward like a powerful horse.
They are also beautiful girls, one likes to drive a tough and powerful Hummer, and the other likes to drive a fast Black Flame motorcycle with an engine sound that can shatter the eardrums.
Ling Fan really couldn't imagine what kind of sparks would be created when two girls, Tian Yu and Mo Qiu, collided. It was estimated that its power would be as powerful as a nuclear bomb explosion, at least that's what he thought.
"Tianyu, do you know what case happened in Nanyang City?" Originally, Ling Fan didn't want to disturb Tianyu when he was driving, but he couldn't hold it in any longer, so he asked on a road with relatively few vehicles.
Tianyu didn't look back, still driving the car intently, and said: "I'm not sure, the boss answered the call. It seems that a pianist was strangled to death in his room."
He originally thought it was such a bizarre case, but when he heard this sentence, his expectations were suddenly discounted, and he said disappointedly: "What kind of supernatural case is this? It's just murder. Mo Qiu is too lazy."
Come on, this kind of case will also trouble us!"
"Mo Qiu? Who is she?!" Tian Yu asked coldly, a strange color flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Ling Fan knew that he had made a mistake and replied with a smile: "Mo Qiu is Bureau Li's daughter. The last time the boss sent me to Nanyang, she was the one who picked me up at the station. She was able to solve the red rope murder case. She also
It helped a lot.”
"So, the cooperation between you and her is quite pleasant, right?" Tian Yu suddenly said this.
Ling Fan didn't react for a moment and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay. Although she is cool, she is still pretty good..."
No matter how slow Ling Fan was in terms of feelings, he could still hear Tian Yu's chilling voice, and he could even feel the strange words in his words. Ling Fan immediately stopped talking and explained:
"Tianyu, um...don't get me wrong...I really don't mean anything else...really!"
Tian Yu ignored Ling Fan and stepped on the accelerator. The car drove forward even more ignoring the red light. Ling Fan reached out and covered his forehead, sighing in his heart: The trouble that should come is still coming, Tian Yu
With Mo Qiu, when you two meet, please don't act in a scene that is inappropriate for children!
Nanyang City is actually some distance away from Qingshan City, but under Tian Yu's fierce rush, they quickly arrived in Nanyang City.
But just as Tianyu slowed down and drove in the city, a black motorcycle suddenly overtook the car at a speed that ignored the red light. This speed clearly exceeded the city's motor vehicle driving limit.
Tianyu frowned, it seemed that this time she had to work for the Nanyang Traffic Police.
She reached out and turned on the police lights, then stepped on the accelerator. The powerful police car roared and rushed towards the black motorcycle.