() On the same day and night, Fuyuan Town, Qiao'an County, Weihai.
Fuyuan Town is a small town, and there are few vehicles and pedestrians on the streets late at night. Under the moonlight, a motorcycle suddenly sped down the national highway and entered Fuyuan Town.
Judging from the dust on the rider's clothes, he has been riding for a long time. There is a GPS strapped near the dashboard of the motorcycle. After Fuyuan Town, the rider takes a look at it every time he passes a street.
After passing through the town, the rider stopped his motorcycle on a relatively remote street, looked down at the GPS, then looked up at the front, and took off his helmet.
Judging from his face, he turned out to be a foreigner with Eastern European features.
"What the hell, could this be a school?" The Eastern European confirmed the house number under the moonlight and muttered in English.
In front of the Eastern Europeans are two houses connected together. The wall in the middle has been opened, and there are still a lot of bricks and sand piled in the yard.
The Eastern European man parked his motorcycle behind a tree and covered it with a black cloth. Then he walked to the edge of the courtyard wall, looked around, grabbed the top of the wall with his hands, and jumped into the courtyard.
Two large houses, both with dark lights. The one on the left has curtains, but the one on the right has no curtains, and most of the door has been removed. It seems to be under renovation.
The Eastern European thought for a moment, then pulled out a dagger with his backhand and quietly approached the house on the left.
Carefully pry open the door, enter gently, and then close the door ajar.
Not two seconds after the door was closed, a head suddenly popped out of a water tank at the door.
Mo Fan.
Mo Fan held a big lock in his hand, jumped out and locked the door with a click.
Soon there was another sound of the switch closing, and the lights inside and outside the house were instantly bright.
"Haha, what a little thief, let's see where you go!"
Accompanied by an excited female voice, He Ye ran out of the next room carrying a rolling pin.
"Sister He Ye, call the police!" Mo Fan stopped He Ye who was about to rush into the room and picked up an iron drill from the side.
"What kind of alarm are you reporting? I can take care of this little thief myself..." Although He Ye tried desperately, he still took out his mobile phone.
At this time, the Eastern European who was locked in the room finally made some noise and said in very stiff Chinese:
"He is indeed a smart kid."
He Ye asked strangely: "Does that guy have a big tongue? Why does it smell like this?"
Suddenly, a slight metal slamming sound came from somewhere.
Mo Fan's expression changed and he threw He Ye down: "Be careful!"
"Puff-"
The moment He Ye was knocked down by Mo Fan, two small holes appeared in the wall behind him.
Immediately afterwards there was a crash, the door was kicked open, and the Eastern European man walked out of the house with a pistol equipped with a silencer.
The Eastern European looked at Mo Fan and He Ye, took out a photo from his pocket and compared it.
"Little guy, you are really smart." The Eastern European smiled and said, "You can definitely tell me what happened on the freighter that night? Who killed those two Russians?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about." Mo Fan shook his head and took the opportunity to whisper to He Ye: "The phone..."
"The phone broke..." He Ye replied angrily.
This was not the first time He Ye had faced a pistol. He had been pointed at by more than a dozen pistols in the capital. After the initial shock, he has become much calmer now.
"You are too dishonest, and I am also very impatient." The Eastern European glanced at He Ye and said in a very stiff tone: "You seem to want to protect that woman. If I kill her, will you be obedient?
"
Before he finished speaking, there was another soft pop.
Under He Ye's disbelieving gaze, Mo Fan leaped in front of him and fell down softly.
“Xiaofan!!!!!”
He Ye supported Mo Fan, and blood gurgled out from Mo Fan's right eye socket.
"Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan..." He Ye covered Mo Fan's wound with his hand, but the blood could not be blocked. He Ye was furious and roared like a lioness: "You bastard, he is still just a child
, is a child..."
He Ye's shrill cry seemed to penetrate the night sky and reach even more distant places.
Beijing...
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Beijing, bloody memory wine.
Zuo Yuxin had already fallen drunk on the sofa with a red face, and Zuo Tianmu was also staring blankly, mumbling something that he didn't know what to say. Only Zuo Shiyi, who had taken off his coat, was drinking a glass of wine with red eyes.
Sharing a glass of wine with Zuo Han.
"hiss……"
Suddenly, Zuo Han trembled and stood up abruptly. The wine glass in his hand fell to the table with a clang, and the wine spilled over a large area.
"Hahaha, you finally drank too much..." Zuo Shiyi leaned on the sofa and laughed wildly.
Zuo Han's face darkened, and he raised his left forearm and took a look.
The sword-shaped mark flashed red like a alarm, and a burning stinging sensation burned Zuo Han's skin.
Protect the mark!
Even when Li Yuan took He Ye away last time, the imprint did not react so violently.
He Ye's life is in danger!
Zuo Han left Zuo Shiyi, who was still laughing, and walked outside while dialing He Ye's mobile phone number. But until he walked out of the wine, the only message on the phone was "The user you are calling cannot be reached."
After Zuo Han tried again, he called Meng Yu.
"Meng Yu, I am Zuo Han!"
"Why are you so late? I just finished my mission..."
Meng Yu's voice sounded a little tired, but Zuo Han couldn't care so much and said urgently: "Go to Fuyuan Town quickly, something happened to He Ye."
"Something happened, what happened?" Meng Yu didn't react and was a little dazed.
"It's a matter of life and death!" Zuo Han didn't bother to explain a lot, and said urgently: "Go quickly, I will find a way to get back as soon as possible!"
"Okay..." Although Meng Yu didn't know what happened, he still replied: "I happen to be in Qiao'an County, so I'll go there..."
"Then please."
Zuo Han hurriedly hung up the phone.
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Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Meng Yu frowned.
Ever since I met Zuo Han, I have never seen him so panicked. Could something really have happened?
"Turn around and go to Fuyuan!" Meng Yu said to the driver.
"Captain, do you have a clue so soon?" the police officer driving the car asked.
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."
Meng Yu happened to answer a murder case and had just led people out of the scene. Under Meng Yu's urging, the police car drove quickly towards Fuyuan Town.
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After Zuo Han finished the phone call, he subconsciously tried to stop the car. He ran for two steps, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went back to drink.
At this time, Zuo Shiyi was still giggling, dancing and mumbling something. Zuo Han rushed over, pulled him up, and punched Zuo Shiyi on the lower abdomen.
After vomiting, Zuo Shiyi squirted out an unknown amount of wine in one gulp, then fell down on the sofa and rolled his eyes.
Zuo Han put his hand on Zuo Shiyi's forehead, and a faint white light flashed past.
"Shi Yi, wake up."
"Ouch... holy shit..." Zuo Shiyi rolled his eyes and panted: "If you want to practice alone with me, you have to wait for me to digest the wine. It's such a waste..."
"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I have to go to Weihai and it's urgent!" Zuo Han said urgently: "Can you help me, please give me a warm word."
"Ah?" Zuo Shiyi looked at Zuo Han's anxious expression, and his expression became serious: "What happened?"
"He Ye is in danger, I can't tell you exactly." Zuo Han was really anxious.
"Don't worry, I'll see if I can find a plane to take you off." Seeing how anxious Zuo Han was, Zuo Shiyi didn't hesitate anymore, told the head waiter, and took Zuo Han out and got into the car.
"I was driving drunk today. If I get caught, it's your fault..." Zuo Shiyi muttered as the car roared and rushed out.
On the way, Zuo Shiyi made several phone calls and joked to Zuo Han: "You are lucky. My dad said that there was a military plane going there. You can stop at Weihai on the way. He has already asked the military plane to be delayed.
Time has taken off. In so many years, this is the first time I have seen him show favoritism."
"Thank you." Zuo Han also relaxed slightly, but his heart was still in his throat.
Even if we take a military plane, it will take less than two or three hours to get to the airport.
Zuo Shiyi glanced at the anxious Zuo Han and asked, "Did you just say that He Ye was in danger? What danger? Did she call you?"
"The phone has been disconnected, I don't know." Zuo Han said with a serious face: "But one thing is certain, it is a matter of life and death."
"In this case..." Zuo Shiyi thought for a moment and said: "The commander of the Wei Navy Division is my old regiment leader. I asked him to help find someone to take a look first."
The army cannot be mobilized casually. Zuo Shiyi must have made this call in the name of the Zuo family, and it also shows that he really takes Zuo Han's matter seriously.
Zuo Han naturally understood this and said sincerely: "Thank you, I will be rewarded."
Zuo Shiyi didn't understand the weight of Zuo Han's words, so he smiled indifferently and hung up the phone to Wei Haijun Division.
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"Damn it, I'll kill you..."
The Eastern European killer, who was still majestic before, is now in an extremely embarrassed state, one eye is bruised and swollen, his left hand is covering his neck, and blood is bleeding from his fingers. His right hand is holding a pistol tremblingly, pointing at He Ye and He Ye who are lying in front of them.
Mo Fan.
When Zuo Han was desperately looking for help, He Ye and Mo Fan did not sit still and wait for death.
Mo Fan was shot and it was unclear whether he was alive or dead. He Ye was a woman, so the killer relaxed his vigilance somewhat and wanted to go closer and check.
Unexpectedly, just when he bent down to pick up Mo Fan, Mo Fan suddenly pulled out a dagger and slashed it towards his throat.
Fortunately, the killer reacted quickly, otherwise the throat would have been cut. But even so, there was still a large gash on the neck.
At the same time, He Ye also got angry and hit his right eye with the rolling pin.
The killer instinctively raised his foot and kicked Mo Fan out, hitting He Ye with it. Then he took a few steps back before reluctantly opening his eyes.
"I'm going to kill you, kill you..." The killer kept trembling, not knowing whether it was pain or anger.
The killer was annoyed that he was careless, and He Ye was so regretful that his liver ached.
What kind of rolling pin are you using? If I had known, I should have stabbed him to death with an iron drill!
Faced with the threat of the killer, He Ye was not afraid. He supported Mo Fan, who was as angry as silk, and roared angrily:
"Kill him, kill him. If I frown, I'll just shrug it off."
"I won't let you die so easily..." The killer raised his pistol and approached He Ye step by step with a grin: "I will make you beg me to kill you."
He Ye glared at the killer fiercely and quietly took the dagger from Mo Fan's hand and hid it behind his wrist.
Even if he died, he would be able to see his father and mother, and there would be nothing worth remembering anyway.
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, He Ye suddenly felt distressed.
A face suddenly appeared before his eyes, smiling warmly at himself.