Before Jiang Shixi finished typing, she just replied that it was not good. Zhao Changfeng's phone number had been dialed, and she clicked to answer it.
"Why is it bad?"
Of course, the demonic sound was too terrifying, and the deadly singing that should not have been heard was still there. She could only cover her ears with one hand, while holding the phone tightly against the other side, and said: "Someone's singing was so unpleasant that it scared us.
I'm not in good spirits. Why did you call me suddenly? Did something happen or do you need my help?"
Zhao Changfeng seemed to be standing in an open place, with the whistling wind blowing, and he was silent for a while, "No." He didn't know how to say that he felt a little uneasy, so he made this call. It seemed a bit ridiculous when he thought about it.
What is it, intuition, or a sixth sense? Is that why I called Kang Si Hee right away?
"What are you doing?" they both asked at the same time.
Jiang Shixi paused and described the situation she was in now. Liang Jing was sent by her colleagues to call Jiang Shixi to stop Fang Yingwu. He happened to see her standing on the edge answering the phone and curiously asked if it was her boyfriend's call.
The tips of Jiang Shixi's ears turned red. She shook her head, turned her phone away, and replied: "My best friend called me to complain about my boss."
She didn't know why she made up these words subconsciously. Liang Jing said "Oh" and did not disturb her.
Zhao Changfeng could hear Liang Jing's words and the clumsy lie Jiang Shixi replied. He didn't ask any more questions. It was just a strange intuition. Soon, he told Jiang Shixi to have fun and be safe.
Then hang up the phone.
On the other side, Jiang Shixi felt a little baffled, but she didn't take it seriously. She recorded a video of this scene and sent it to Zhao Changfeng to share the difficult situation in which she was suffering from the magic sound. She put away her phone and was invited by others.
The colleague who was assisting her caught him and told her to persuade Fang Yingwu not to be too cruel and to keep a line in his behavior so that we could meet again in the future.
Between colleagues, it is not good to do too much.
Seeing them describe Fang Yingwu like a demon king, Jiang Shixi coughed, "It's not that exaggerated."
The colleague sighed silently, it was so exaggerated.
Jiang Shixi shouldered a heavy responsibility and had no choice but to stop Fang Yingwu from singing. Just now, Fang Yingwu refused to give up the microphone and handed it to her obediently, causing everyone to boo.
This bonfire party was a lot of fun. There were many people who became friends and exchanged contact information. Among them, the skewers made by a junior student from Jiangmen University’s Love Club were the most popular. Almost every skewer had a lot of hooks.
So much so that some people joked and asked him if he opened a barbecue restaurant, that person would be the one to provide the capital.
It was extremely lively here, but in the city, Zhao Changfeng stood on the balcony, holding his mobile phone.
There happened to be a half-minute video recorded by Jiang Shixi on his phone. The camera was not very stable. It surrounded the entire scene. You could see the firelight reflecting on everyone's face and casting layers of shadows. He looked solemn and played it over and over again, pausing.
, and then drag it to about ten seconds.
He watched it many times between the tenth and twelve seconds, and there was a fleeting and ordinary sound and shadow.
With the cool breeze in his ears, he whispered something about Qingti Mountain.
There was no shuttle bus to Qingti Mountain at this time, and Jiang Shixi would definitely feel strange if he went there alone in the middle of the night. He glanced at the WeChat dialog box and turned to Tian Chaoyang, who had just sent him a message, with a slight smile at the corner of his eyes.
With a little smile, there is no psychological burden when ordering him.
Tian Chaoyang had just finished writing notes for the parties involved in a drunken fight. A colleague came to hand over the shift. He gave instructions, changed his clothes and walked out of the public security bureau.
This area is surrounded by old houses, and at this point, the surroundings are deserted. As soon as he left the gate, his phone beeped. He glanced at the message, and then looked at Zhao Changfeng who was standing at the bus stop opposite. He shook his hand.
, walked over quickly and glanced at Zhao Changfeng, "Changfeng, why don't you go over and wait for me? Also, why do you suddenly want to go to Qingti Mountain?"
The former? Zhao Changfeng glanced at the door of the Public Security Bureau and silently looked away.
How could he say that he had no desire to wait at all.
Zhao Changfeng thought of an excuse, took his computer bag, and told him that Jiang Shixi was at the Qingti Mountain Resort Hotel. At this moment, she had an urgent revision task, but she had forgotten her computer, and other information about the design was still on her computer.
, so he went over to deliver the computer at this time.
Tian Chaoyang nodded, so that was it. He suddenly raised his head, "But why is her computer here with you?"
Zhao Changfeng was silent.
Tian Chaoyang understood, and a faint smile appeared on his face, "Sure enough, you two are lovers."
Zhao Changfeng did not explain, but took it as an answer. In Tian Chaoyang's eyes, it was acquiescence. But since they were boyfriend and girlfriend, why didn't they admit it last time? He wanted to ask again. Zhao Changfeng coughed and reminded him.
Let's leave early before it's too late.
Tian Chaoyang didn't realize he was there and took Zhao Changfeng to his car. It was Lavida last year's model and his favorite car.
After getting in the car, Tian Chaoyang turned on the navigation, and Zhao Changfeng sat aside politely and fastened his seat belt. It took more than an hour to drive from the city, which was not particularly far. Tian Chaoyang seemed to have fallen into a chatterbox along the way, chattering away.
, from the model of my favorite car, to all the strange things I have encountered in the bureau recently.
In fact, the students may have guessed wrong. The reason why Tian Chaoyang wants to be a policeman is not because of his sense of justice, but simply because he talks a lot. Being a policeman is great because he has something to talk about every day.
Zhao Changfeng also felt that he might have guessed wrong. Times have changed, so what if the hats are the same? Maybe they were lost at some point and passed on to the present. In his memory, has his friend ever been so noisy?
After arriving all the way to Qingti Mountain, Tian Chaoyang felt thirsty, parked the car, and hurriedly went to find some water.
It was past eleven o'clock, and the resort hotel was still brightly lit. Zhao Changfeng and Tian Chaoyang stepped into the hotel, and there were only two people left at the front desk. Seeing this scene, Zhao Changfeng excused himself to send the computer quickly, and arrived at the elevator in the blink of an eye, pressing up.
button, he concentrated slightly and stepped into the elevator.
He naturally sensed his "charging device" and pressed it straight down to the fourth floor. Soon, when he reached the fourth floor, the elevator door opened and he walked out.
In the elevator next to him, someone happened to be coming downstairs. He took a look and caught a glimpse of a warm-looking man wearing a sweatshirt inside.
Downstairs, Tian Chaoyang was just about to ask Zhao Changfeng to bring out his ID card, but he didn't expect that he disappeared in a flash. He sent a message asking Zhao Changfeng to report his ID number, but after waiting for a while, he didn't get a reply. He thought Zhao Changfeng didn't see it, so he didn't expect it.
I didn't ask further questions and used my ID card to book a room.
Of course, he didn't expect that Zhao Changfeng deliberately didn't reply to him. There was no way, Zhao Changfeng was still a real gangster.
After collecting the room card, Tian Chaoyang turned around and saw a young man getting out of the elevator and walking towards the corner.
He looked at it a few times but didn't take it to heart.