"Phoenix-eyed Bodhi?" Liang Bing raised his wrist and shook it, and the beads made a few crisp sounds when they collided, "You mean this?"
"En." Jiang Fuyue nodded.
"My illness has something to do with it?"
"Your illness is caused by something wrong with you, and it was cured because of this bunch of water hyacinths, otherwise you wouldn't be able to survive now." Jiang Fuyue said straightforwardly.
Liang Bing was not surprised at all, only a little bit of enlightenment: "No wonder..."
No wonder the old man said "carry it close to your body, it can keep you safe".
That's what it means...
"Can you tell me who is the person who gave you this string of bodhi beads?" Jiang Fuyue explained his intention.
…
A quarter of an hour later, the door of the ward was opened from the inside, and closed gently again.
Shen Qiannan, who was waiting outside, stood up straight and stepped forward: "The chat is over so soon?"
"En." Jiang Fuyue didn't look at him.
"Why, Liang Bing flirted again?"
"Brother, don't be so hostile to girls." After finishing speaking, he walked straight to the elevator entrance, "I still have class in the afternoon, so I'll be back first."
Shen Qiannan: "?" Me? malicious
Gan! Which eye did she see
Obviously he was a gentleman from the beginning to the end.
…
After Jiang Fuyue left the hospital, she didn't go back to school directly.
She hailed a taxi, "Go to Angelica Bar in the Third Ring Road."
Forty minutes later, the car stopped.
Niu Rui received a call from Jiang Fuyue halfway, and was already waiting at the door.
"What's the rush?" He came right after he said it.
Jiang Fuyue: "Let's go in and talk about it."
The two walked in.
"Where's Niu Chunhua?"
"She went to City A to buy goods, and she won't be back until the day after tomorrow."
Jiang Fuyue hummed lightly: "The person I asked you to watch yesterday..."
"Watch it, Sky Eye and Artificial Intelligence are both insured. Liang Bing was admitted to the hospital yesterday afternoon and never came out again."
"Has anyone suspicious tried to approach her?"
"From yesterday to now, the only person who has had contact with her is Shen Qiannan, apart from the classmate who took her to the hospital and a taxi driver."
Jiang Fuyue: "How?"
Niu Rui shook his head: "No abnormalities have been found for the time being."
While talking, the two had passed through the huge oil painting and walked to the basement.
The surrounding electronic display screens are neatly arranged, and hundreds of all-in-one machines are running efficiently. Jiang Fuyue dragged the chair and sat in front of the center console.
A pair of hands began to clack and tap the keyboard quickly.
"Find out the detailed street drawings of Dongcheng District."
Niu Rui was stunned for half a second, then reacted suddenly, and started to act.
Previously, in order to find the night machine, the blueprints were ready-made.
Soon, things were placed in front of Jiang Fuyue.
"Pen." She held out her hand.
Niu Rui took out one and handed it over.
Jiang Fuyue typed on the keyboard with one hand, held a pen in the other, and quickly searched the drawings with her eyes.
About two minutes later, it suddenly locked somewhere, and the tip of the pen made a circle on the drawing.
Niu Rui looked intently, and the next second—
Jiang Fuyue: "Now you take someone to this place yourself, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to dig him out!"
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Niu Rui was a little confused: "Who?"
Jiang Fuyue paused every word: "Your patriarch."
…
Dongcheng District, Xingfu Road, Misty Rain Begonia Internet Cafe.
The mottled walls tell the story of oldness. The tube building is not spacious, but it is brightly lit.
The wind blows the curtains, and the sunlight shines into the room, revealing every detail of the dust accumulated on the rows of computers.
Hong Kong star posters from the 1980s are pasted on the wall, and the prodigal love songs of Wan Wan's generation of singers are playing on the speakers.
"Sweet, you smile sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze..."
A leisurely humming came, the beat was crooked, but the tone was deep and mellow, adding a bit of vicissitudes of sexiness.
Footsteps came, and soon, an old man walked into the Internet cafe on the second floor.
He was wearing a white undershirt, revealing his dark and thin arms. The skin was wrinkled, shriveled around the blood vessels, and their shape and direction could be clearly seen.
A pair of black shorts didn't fit well, the waistband was too loose and could only be fastened with a belt.
And the belt is also terrible, some places have peeled off the skin, and some places can't fall off, the skin flakes fly up, densely packed, it makes people get goosebumps.
"Hey! Old man, are you here again today?" The aunt behind the counter looked away from her mobile phone and greeted him warmly.
"Here we come." The old man smiled and nodded.
Then, he took off his schoolbag and took out ten yuan from it.
"Playing all night again?"
Like this kind of old and broken house with no style and no decoration, ten yuan can cover it for a day.
The old man smiled and rubbed his hands: "Anyway, I have nothing to do tonight, so I will stay here."
"Okay." The aunt quickly collected the money, put it in the drawer casually, and pointed to the row of computers in front of him regardless of his ID card: "Open it, use whichever one you want."
"Hey! Was the system upgraded yesterday? See you coming in and out."
Aunt: "Upgraded! Upgraded! It's the sixteenth generation, and the Internet speed is fast! If you don't believe me, try it."
"Reliable!" He patted the counter, grinning happily, with gleaming white teeth, he looked more energetic than a young man.
It's just that he was poorly dressed, his hair was messed up like a chicken coop, and he only had one set of clothes to and fro, which was not particular about it.
The aunt smiled and raised her chin: "Of course! My son came here to fix it himself, can it be okay?"
The old man had already put down his messy and black schoolbag, and sat on the seat he usually used.
He grabbed the mouse and clicked twice, then excitedly stretched out his head: "Xiao Zhang! Your internet speed is indeed much faster!"
The aunt called "Xiao Zhang" laughed crisply: "Isn't that right? I told you everything!"
What followed was the sound of crackling keyboard and mouse.
"Xiao Zhang—your headset is not good, change it to a good one!"
"It's hanging on the computer next to it, take it yourself!"
"No, I'm in a group, I can't leave!"
"Okay, just wait, I'll get it for you."
The aunt worked hard to change a good headset for him, and after that, the voice of talking never stopped——
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Stealing dragons before they are fully developed, are you tired of working?"
"Don't, don't, don't rush, there is no blood, go back to the spring!"
"Go back as soon as I tell you, where is there so much nonsense?"
"What's my voice? I didn't hear it, it's Yujie's voice."
"Lolita? I don't like it. It's too cute. My old man is seventy or eighty years old. Hearing it sounds hot, and he's going to get goosebumps."
"It's not a lie, forget it if you don't believe me, you think I want you to be my grandson? Cut~"
"What are you running for? Give it another shot! Oh, do your homework, okay, study is the most important thing."
"..."
The Internet cafe was empty for a while, only his voice was heard, sometimes excited, sometimes high-pitched.
The aunt sat behind the counter, blowing on the fan, and continued to follow the drama.
Everything is so calm and peaceful.
However, downstairs, a team of people has quietly surrounded the building.