Sister Wang and the woman with the black mole looked at each other, always feeling that something was wrong, but recalling it carefully, there was nothing wrong. The two returned to Spring City smoothly, and soon someone came to pick up the child, and the rest did not belong to them.
Forget it, just wait to get the money. The more I think about it, the more I realize that the memory just now is blurred, and the memory now is real.
Sister Wang looked at the time, frowned and said, "It's already this o'clock, why haven't people come yet? Are you ready to take delivery?"
When Fang Zheng, who was standing aside, heard this, he realized that the handover time for these people was much earlier than he thought, so he immediately arranged for the people to take over the goods to come on stage.
Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Fang Zheng also raised his head and looked at the door. He also wanted to know what kind of person Sister Wang had in mind to receive the goods!
Sister Wang immediately walked to the door and asked a code word. The answer she was looking forward to naturally appeared in her mind, and Fang Zheng directly extracted it and asked people outside to tell it.
Sister Wang breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door. Fang Zheng finally saw clearly the appearance of the person who came in. She was a fashionably dressed young woman walking on the street. She was also a young and beautiful beauty. But Fang Zheng never expected that such a person would appear.
How could a woman do such a thing that is inferior to humans and animals!
"Wu, you're finally here. Where is he? Take...take...why is my head so dizzy..." Sister Wang was talking when she suddenly covered her head and spun around, then her eyes rolled over.
On the ground.
At the same time, the dream was shattered. Fang Zheng looked at Sister Wang, who had died of excessive bleeding, and a woman with a black mole who died first. He shook his head slightly, clasped his hands together, and silently recited: "Amitabha, killing means not killing, no
Killing is killing, all evil will eventually be punished, it’s not that you will not be punished, the time has not yet come.”
After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he hugged Sun Mengmeng tightly in his arms, then patted Lone Wolf's big head and said, "Let's go."
This time, Fang Zheng and Lone Wolf did not go back the way they came. Instead, they walked directly through the fields and headed straight for Yizhi Mountain.
Just as Fang was leaving, a pickup truck drove over.
Jiang Ye drove slowly with a bitter look on his face, followed by a traffic police car. The more he thought about it, the more unhappy and angry he became. If it weren't for the damn big white dog and the monk, who would he be? Who would he be?
Speeding? Will he be caught? Will his driver's license be taken away, or will he face the risk of having his driver's license revoked?
Just when Jiang Ye was filled with resentment, he suddenly saw two people lying on the roadside with broken motorcycle parts beside them. He knew without looking that there was a car accident!
Sure enough, the traffic policeman behind him immediately passed his car, stopped, and ran down to check the situation.
Seeing this, Jiang Ye also ran down and asked, "How is it?"
The traffic police expertly checked the situation of the two people, then shook his head and said: "Dead, judging from the situation at the scene, this motorcycle is also racing, and the speed is not much slower than you before, otherwise the motorcycle would not have crashed like this."
When Jiang Ye heard this, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He was angry just now and was caught by the traffic police. Looking at the two people in front of him, he suddenly lost all temper. He was secretly glad that his speed had slowed down, otherwise if something happened to him...
...Just thinking about Jiang Ye made him feel cold all over and he was so thankful.
The traffic police recorded the situation and began to report it, and the photos were also passed on...
At the same time, at Lu Liang’s home in Tongshan Township.
"Is it like this?" Lu Hui picked up the portrait he quickly sketched and showed it to Lu Liang.
Lu Liang clapped his hands and shouted: "Hey! They look so similar! They look like this, but their faces are a little thinner."
Lu Hui nodded, revised it and then picked it up: "How?"
"That's right, it's these two women! Dad, I'm really convinced by you this time, so I'll take it now." After speaking, Lu Liang took the portrait and ran away.
Lu Hui laughed and cursed from behind: "You brat, look for your broken computer next time! Don't look for me!"
"If the computer is not good, I still have to rely on you, haha..." Lu Liang laughed.
Lu Hui finally showed a happy smile. He had been painting portraits all his life. He had been admired and despised by others, and he didn't care. However, his son actually looked down on his work, which made him feel very unhappy.
Comfortable! Finally, one day, he used his strength to convince his son. It felt so good...
Lu Liang ran back to the police station, and as soon as he handed over the two portraits, he saw a colleague coming over, patted him on the shoulder and said: "If you read correctly, these two people should be dead. What just happened
There was a car accident, and both of them died. But there was no such child as you mentioned..."
Lu Liang was stunned, how could this be possible? Could it be that what he saw before was really an illusion?
At this moment, Wang Yougui came and shouted as soon as he came in: "Lü Liang, the person has been found! Mengmeng said that two women forced him to give him a piece of candy, and after eating it, he didn't know anything else."
"Two women? Is that like this?" Lu Liang immediately took out the portrait.
"You ask me, who should I ask? I haven't seen it..." Wang Yougui said with a bitter smile.
"Let's go back to Yizhi Village!" Lu Liang ran out. He wanted to know if the people in the portrait in his hand were the two traffickers! If so, then he was not hallucinating, but real.
Buddha is a fairy! If not... then just call it an illusion.
Seeing this, Wang Yougui chased after him helplessly. The two of them got on their motorcycles and hurried back to Yizhi Village.
When Lu Liang took out the portrait to show it to Sun Mengmeng, Sun Mengmeng swung behind Sun Qianjin in fright, burst into tears, and shouted: "Dad, I'm afraid... it's them,
Wuwu... Mengmeng doesn't want their things, Wuwu..."
Sun Qianjin quickly picked up Sun Mengmeng and coaxed: "Mengmeng, be good, it's okay. These are just two paintings, not people."
When Lu Liang heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning. It turned out to be real! Although he had done a lot before, he always had the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse. He never expected that the dream-like scene turned out to be real...
This is simply incredible!
However, Lu Liang came back to his senses immediately and asked: "How did Mengmeng come back? The two traffickers had a car accident on the road and both died. The child seems not to be injured..." Lu Liang looked at it suspiciously
Sun Mengmeng and Sun Qianjin.
Sun Qianjin shook his head and said, "I don't know. This child ran out of the house. The neighbors saw it and told me. Otherwise, I would have run out of the village and chased him blindly." At this point, Sun Qianjin
He was still frightened that if something really went wrong with such a precious daughter, he was ready to die. The moment Mengmeng disappeared, he seemed to have lost his soul, and there was no other thought in his mind except looking for the child.