"Besides money, what else was lost, such as important souvenirs or something?" Liu Ziguang asked, scanning the dormitory room with his keen eyes.
"No..." Xiaoxue shook her head in confusion. Her family was in trouble, her luggage was simple, and she didn't have anything valuable, unlike other classmates who brought countless valuable things.
"Think carefully again, did your father give you anything special?"
"Nothing special... By the way, dad gave me two lunch boxes that he used before, but I forgot them in the kitchen sink of Sister Ye's house."
Liu Ziguang's memory flashed back quickly. Xiaoxue and himself had finished eating that night. They didn't wash it because the train had no water supply, so they left it on the small table. When they got up in the morning, they had already arrived at the station. The washroom was crowded, so they just put it in their bag and took it away.
I didn't remember to rinse it out until I got to Sister Ye's house, but I still forgot.
"Give me Xia Ye's phone number." Liu Ziguang said.
Xiaoxue quickly opened the phone book and Liu Ziguang called the number, but no one answered.
"Sister Ye, will she be okay?" Xiaoxue asked worriedly.
"No, you stay at school and don't wander around. I'll be back as soon as I go." Liu Ziguang turned around and left, heading straight to Xia Ye's rental house.
Xia Ye's home is not far from Beiqing University. It is located in a densely populated area with colleges and universities. The cultural environment is relatively good, which is conducive to artistic creation and inspiration exploration. Although he has only been there once, Liu Ziguang still clearly remembers the specific location of Xia Ye's home. He
I jumped into a taxi and told the driver to go to the intersection of XX Road and XX Road. This green modern taxi, which is common in the capital, took a few shortcuts and quickly arrived at the place.
Liu Ziguang got out of the car and came to Xia Ye downstairs. He checked the surrounding situation first. Several old people were sitting on the green stone benches downstairs chatting. There were no suspicious vehicles on the nearby roads. He then calmly went upstairs and walked
When I was in the corridor, I heard the sound of a car outside. I looked through the lattice window on the corridor and saw a white Jinbei van parked downstairs. Several capable men in casual clothes and a woman got out of the car. The woman
He took out a photo and asked the old man chatting downstairs in an authentic Beijing accent: "Excuse me, which floor does this girl live on?"
The old man took the photo, put on his reading glasses, looked at it and said, "Oh, it's Xiaoxia. She lives in 702. That child sleeps in all day long and probably hasn't gotten up yet."
When Liu Ziguang heard this, he immediately quickened his pace and climbed up to the seventh floor. Just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, he thought of the uninvited guests downstairs, so he changed his mind and took out a credit card from his wallet and stuffed it into the crack of the door.
He locked it carefully. The old-fashioned buildings in the 1980s all used old-style pin tumbler locks. It was easy to open the door quietly without opening it. Liu Ziguang ducked into the door. The room was dark, the curtains were drawn, and the air was filled with
Smelling the smell of overnight instant noodle soup, he gently closed the door, turned on the insurance, and then walked to the bedroom.
The bedroom door was ajar, and Xia Ye was lying on the bed, soundly asleep. This big girl who drew cartoons was holding a stuffed bear while sleeping. She was wearing a large cartoon T-shirt, and a towel was draped across her belly.
Revealing two white and graceful legs.
Liu Ziguang lost all sense of politeness, stepped forward and picked up Xia Ye, and spent the whole night working on drawings. Xia Ye, who had just fallen asleep, did not sleep very well. He woke up immediately, and was frightened when he saw the dark figure in front of him.
She opened her mouth to scream, but before the scream came out of her throat, her mouth was tightly covered by a big hand.
"Don't scream, it's me." Liu Ziguang whispered, turning on the desk lamp at the same time.
Xia Ye recognized Liu Ziguang, but his panic expression did not change. He made a whining sound from his covered mouth. Liu Ziguang said: "I'm here to save you. Now there are people outside who want to kill you. If you promise not to scream, , I will let you go and just blink if you agree."
As if to verify Liu Ziguang's words, there was a knock on the door, and a female voice shouted: "702, gas check."
Xia Ye suddenly turned to Liu Ziguang and blinked hard. Liu Ziguang then let go of his hand. Xia Ye lowered his voice and said, "I have never used gas."
Liu Ziguang nodded, slightly opened the corner of the curtain, and looked at the situation outside. The bedroom was at the back of the building, and below were rows of towering trees.
At this time, the sound of knocking on the door suddenly stopped and turned into the sound of tapping into the keyhole. Liu Ziguang raised a finger to his lips, signaling Xia Ye to be silent, and pointed to the big closet. Xia Ye understood, and Chi He got on his feet and hid in the big closet.
The door was opened, and a man wearing a gas company uniform walked cautiously into the room. The other staff did not come in, but stood guard at the door and in the corridor.
The living room was in a mess and there was no one. The bedroom door was ajar and it was not clear whether there was anyone on the bed. The man crept over and reached out his hand to open the door. Suddenly a hand stretched out from inside and strangled his neck. , forcefully dragged him in.
When the people outside the door saw this situation, they immediately swooped in. Surprisingly, they did not hold guns, but rushed in with bare hands. First, a lean man kicked the door open, and without saying a word, he struck hard. The extremely fierce high kick can be seen as a Taekwondo move.
Liu Ziguang reacted very quickly, and hit the man's shin with the same high kick. There was a crisp sound, the bone broke, and the man fell to the ground.
The person behind didn't hesitate at all, and rushed over with a heavy punch. Listening to the sound of the punch breaking through the air, you can tell how powerful the punch was. If he was hit, it would probably be a concussion at the least. He might not be able to directly It's possible to hang up.
Liu Ziguang followed the same pattern and punched out again with the same punch. The fists faced each other, sparks almost flew everywhere. The man's arm dropped at an incredible angle on the spot, but he actually shouted loudly and struck with his left hand. Liu Ziguang She had taken precautions and kicked him in the chest. He flew back as if he had been hit by a high-speed car, hitting the person behind him into the wall. The impact was too strong and the person behind him also fainted.
All this happened within a few seconds. The bedroom closet door opened a crack, and the big flashing eyes completely saw these scenes, and they turned into a cartoon in my mind.
The only one left at the scene was the woman who pretended to check the gas meter. She turned around and ran away at an alarming speed.
Liu Ziguang did not chase her, but returned to the bedroom. Just as the guy with the broken leg was getting up with support, he kicked her in the temple, and he fainted again.
Liu Ziguang opened the closet, pulled Xia Ye out of it and asked, "Where is Xiaoxue's lunch box?"
"In the kitchen, I want to bring it to her in the afternoon. Is that why they came here? Who are they? What's the secret of the lunch box?"
Liu Ziguang didn't answer, and pulled her into the kitchen. He saw two aluminum lunch boxes next to the sink. The lids were tightly closed. He picked them up and shook them lightly. There was no feeling. When he opened them, he saw that the smaller lunch box was
There was a long strip-shaped object inside, wrapped in black rubber. It was very light and thin, and was basically the same size as a lunch box. In addition, the rubber protective layer was elastic, so you couldn't feel anything in the lunch box when you held it in your hand.
It turned out to be this thing. Liu Ziguang didn't have time to take a closer look. He took it out and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, put the two lunch boxes into a plastic bag, and continued to pull King Xia Ye out of the door. As soon as he reached the door, he quickly retracted.
A bullet hit the iron doorframe and sparks flew everywhere. It turned out that the woman just went down to get a gun.
The gun was a pistol with a silencer installed. When fired in a narrow corridor, the sound was still very loud. The pop-up sound of the shooting was frightening. Liu Ziguang quickly closed the door and pulled the shoe rack next to the door to the ground to block it behind the door.
Xia Ye was already petrified, following closely behind him and not daring to leave even a moment.
Then he entered the bedroom, pulled down the curtains, and tore them into long strips. He tied up Xia Ye without any explanation. Xia Ye was frightened and said incoherently: "You, you, you, what are you doing?"
Soon she knew Liu Ziguang's intention. This guy actually tied her behind his back like a child, then pushed open the window and climbed out.
This is a seven-story building.
The woman with the gun fired several shots into the room through the door panel without any scruples, then quickly ejected the empty magazine, loaded a new magazine, and continued to fire at the door lock. After only two rounds, the door lock broke. She turned sideways and fired.
Using the wall as cover, she stretched out her hand to push the door, but it couldn't be pushed. She was also anxious, and pushed hard regardless, then pushed the shoe rack aside and rushed into the house with a gun. But except for a few unconscious subordinates,
The building had long been deserted, and only the broken curtains were blown up by the wind, seeming to laugh at her.
The woman lay down at the window and looked around, but there was no trace. This was the dormitory area for faculty and staff of a university. There were very few people during the day, so it was difficult to find any witnesses.
She gritted her teeth and retracted her body from the window. Suddenly she heard a noise at the door. When she looked back, there were two policemen standing at the door. They were in blue police uniforms, black armed belts, handcuffs, walkie-talkie multi-function bag, and police pass hanging on their waist.
time, judging from his attire, he should be a patrol officer from the police station.
The woman looked at the gun in her hand, then at the wounded on the ground, smiled to herself, threw the gun on the ground, and said, "Don't be nervous, I have a phone number here you can call..."
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In the garden of the community, behind the dense bushes, Liu Ziguang and Xia Ye were hiding here. Xia Ye was still wearing a large T-shirt that only reached her thighs, and her feet were bare and without shoes, but there was a dress in front of her.
And a pair of sneakers, which Liu Ziguang just stole from the balcony of someone else's house on the fifth floor.
"Put it on, we still have something to do." Liu Ziguang said while peeking out through the gap in the bushes.
"Who are they? Are they terrorists? What should we do next? Are we going to go on the run and destroy their lair?" Xia Ye asked innocently as he hurriedly put on the stolen goods.
"No, let's report the case and let the police uncle handle it." Liu Ziguang said seriously.