(Thinking about it in the third year, I still want to write down what happened at that time. At worst, we can combine fiction with reality.)
(When I was writing Guiziling, a "friend" in the book called me and said: "Xiang, why did you write me as you? Please change it for me quickly." There was nothing I could do.
Changed its name again.)
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This is not the fourth home of Song Lao in Daji, Shuangzhuang Town. Neither his wife nor his daughter live here.
This kind of person is so cunning that this place can at best be regarded as a "lover's home".
Xiao Qinglong wanted to kill Song Laosi. Because he was in a busy city, he wanted to use a gas tank to cause an accident and cause a gas explosion.
As crazy as it sounds, some people may ask, "What if there is no gas tank in the house?"
This is really unlikely.
At that time, induction cookers had just appeared a few years ago, and many people, especially in rural areas, were not used to using them. Gas was mainly used, and gas was cheap at that time. Calculated in one month, it was not much different from electricity.
The two of us stood guard at the door of the small western-style building for an hour, and then we saw a black Santana with the tail number 67 approaching. Everyone around us seemed to recognize this car, so they all gave way to it for fear of being able to avoid it.
The car door opened and a pair of black leather shoes fell to the floor.
A bald young man got out of the car. His eyes were cold and he looked like he was someone who was not to be trifled with.
Immediately afterwards, a woman with short hair and in her thirties got out of the passenger car and carried a medical kit. Before I could see her face clearly, she followed the bald man into the mansion.
Aunt Qing squinted and whispered: "The bald head is Song Laosan, Song Hai. In the past two years, all the cultural relics that have come out of Luoyang's tomb robbing business cannot leave Luoyang without his nod. She may have found that woman."
Doctor, it seems that Song Si's life is quite tough."
After flicking the ashes from her cigarette, Aunt Qing continued: "The four brothers of the Song family, the eldest and second are white, the third and fourth are black. The road said that where they live, there is more than 30 million in cash stored at any time.
"
"If I can get this money..."
A trace of greed flashed in Aunt Qing's eyes.
I said, "Don't worry about the money for now. People have come in. What should we do now?"
She said: "Wait, wait until night."
The Song brothers didn't know me, which is why the leader sent me to follow him. When Song Laosan left in the afternoon, he accidentally glanced at us.
As night fell, I kept sitting down and standing up.
After waiting for a long time, I was running out of patience, so I asked how long I would have to wait.
Aunt Qing ignored it.
The lights in the small western-style building were turned off early, and we waited until very late. Except for the two of us, the surrounding streets were deserted.
At this time, she suddenly asked me: "Have you seen that tree?"
I took a look and saw that there was a sycamore tree on the west side of the third floor.
The big trees are growing vigorously during this season, and their outstretched branches spread to the roofs.
She said: "There is a surveillance camera installed at the main entrance, and there is also a surveillance camera at the back door to avoid alerting others. We climbed the tree, then jumped to the balcony and entered along the balcony, because no one lives on the third floor."
"You've never gone in, how do you know there's no one on the third floor?" I asked her.
"Boy, do you think I just sat around all day?"
She pointed in a certain direction covertly and whispered: "Those pots of flowers and plants are placed on the second floor, and the sheets and clothes that are usually changed are also hung on the second floor, so they don't live on the third floor."
"I have speculated that including the doctor who went in in the afternoon, there should be three men and one woman guarding Song Laosi, plus his lover, a total of five people."
"There are two rooms on the east side of the second floor, and one room on the west side. The west side room has its curtains drawn all day, and Mr. Song must be in it."
"Let's go, do it now, hurry up." She urged.
"Can you climb up there?"
I said who are you looking down on?
When I was young, I often climbed trees and had several stitches on my head. To me, such a straight sycamore tree was like child's play.
Hold the tree trunk tightly with both hands and kick your legs.
Climbing up quickly, I found my footing and was about to jump to the balcony.
Suddenly, I saw a scene on the tree.
On the second floor, there is a white "figure" at the window of the west room.
If you look carefully, you can see that it's the female doctor who came in with the medicine box in the afternoon.
She was wearing almost nothing and was holding her arms around the neck of Song Lao's fourth lover. The two were passionate and were kissing each other.
