Lin Luoran didn't know that someone was going crazy looking for her, and Mu Tiannan who was going crazy naturally didn't know either, he passed the person he was looking for again.
A jewelry store is no more than a clerical job with an eight-hour workday. By the time Lin Luoran changed her clothes and left work, the streets were already brightly lit.
"Hey, do you still have a rough stone with me, so you're not afraid that I'll embezzle it?" Baojia asked Lin Luoran while driving.
After standing for a whole day, even Lin Luoran was a little tired physically. He leaned on the passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest his mind: "Anyway, I have to wait until I move to a new house before getting it back. The place where I live now is too unsafe."
Bao Jia knew that Li Anping had sneaked into Lin Luoran's rented house. But after all, he was a man who had a good time with Lin Luoran. Lin Luoran could comment. As a friend, she always mentioned that bitch, but she didn't have any position.
"Then let's go to see the house earlier, move out, and stay away from their family in the future to avoid entanglement."
Lin Luoran nodded and said yes, the two of them agreed that she would look at the real estate on her rest day, and if it was settled early, she would not have to worry about Lin's parents and Lin's mother's life in Lijia Village.
Baojia originally said that he was going to eat hot pot, Lin Luoran also half-stepped on the road of practice, recently he is not too fond of greasy food, but still feels that the dishes in his own space are delicious, so after discussing and discussing, he chose Go for Japanese food.
For mass consumption, the taste is of course not so orthodox, and the real top cuisine is generally only hidden in that kind of private club, and ordinary people can't find it even if they have money.
Lin Luoran was very helpless about these small plates and dishes. Even Baojia, who has always liked Japanese food, felt that the salmon was not as fresh as before. She picked up a piece of sashimi, which was obviously fresh, but she felt that the taste was not right after eating.
"You've got my mouth dirty, and you're going to be responsible for my family's vegetable supply for the rest of my life." Baojia looked left and right, and finally found the reason why the salmon was not tasty today.
Lin Luoran rolled her eyes slightly and wiped her mouth, "Let's go back for another meal, to your house or to my house?"
Baojia threw the chopsticks in a very dispirited manner, and two words popped out of his mouth:
"your home!"
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The two paid the bill and headed home together.
The alley of Lin Luoran's house can only accommodate one car, and it will be very troublesome if you encounter the wrong car. In addition, the street lights are dim, so Baojia drives very carefully.
But today the alley seemed not very peaceful, Lin Luoran was far away, and could hear scolding and cursing.
"Boy, just pretend to be dead. Get up for me." The voice was rough, sounding like a middle-aged man.
After waiting for a long while, two kitten-like wailings responded to the ferocious voice.
The neon dark places in the city are the best places to hide filth, and City R, as a first-tier city in China, naturally cannot avoid it. The car drove by, Lin Luoran thought it was a street gangster's fight, so naturally he didn't want to meddle in other people's business.
"Brother, he seems to be dying..."
Hearing the word "death", Lin Luoran's indifferent eyes moved, and he had no choice but to ask Baojia to reverse the car.
The white headlights were very bright, shining in the narrow alley, several figures of different heights put their hands behind their eyes, and were startled.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, white and fat, which made the centipede-like scar even more ugly. Several other people, with fierce faces, turned out to be half-teenage boys!
As for the person they said was "going to die", he was curled up in a corner, a small ball, and the man with the scar kicked him and didn't move. It seemed that the situation was really bad.
When Baojia saw the situation, he grabbed Lin Luoran's arm with his backhand, fearing that his friend would start to feel sympathetic if he didn't know the situation, and ended up being a bad person.
Lin Luoran made a hissing gesture, indicating that he had no intention of getting out of the car, and signaled Baojia not to make a sound. The two looked at each other, Baojia suddenly honked the car horn desperately!
"Beep...beep..."
The lights of the car were like daylight, and the sound of the car was harsh. How could the scarred man not know that the people in the car were trying to attract people, so he grabbed an impulsive young man, spit twice, turned and left.
The ear-piercing sound of the car finally attracted the police on patrol, Bao Jia let go of Lin Luoran's hand, and the two got out of the car together. Lin Luoran really wanted to say that besides not being able to fly, she was as strong as a superwoman—he would probably be laughed to death by Baojia, and Baojia was in the car, always afraid that this was an ambush and set a trap* There have been a lot of reports about passers-by in the past few years, so they stayed quietly in the car.
"What's going on?" The patrolling policeman also noticed the figure curled up on the ground, and sensed that something was wrong, and saw that the two girls got out of the car, so he spoke politely.
Lin Luoran shook his head: "We found out that there were murderers, and we honked the horn to scare them away. I really don't know what happened."
The police were a little surprised, suspicious of the truth of Lin Luoran's words. However, he still took a few steps forward and turned the curled up person over.
Seeing the curled figure clearly, the three of them were a little surprised—it was a little boy who looked only seven or eight years old!
The emotion of surprise turned into anger in just a few seconds!
What appeared in front of Lin Luoran and the others was a little boy who looked seven or eight years old. He was wrapped in a torn padded jacket with yellowed cotton wool, which could be seen dirty even under the light of the car lights. He was dressed very out of season.
The point is, the little boy is only skinny and bony, and there are criss-cross wounds on his face, some of which are scarred, and some are scarlet, obviously not done in a day... Lin Luoran and Baojia looked at each other, God, is this child abuse? !
The policeman was also young, so he reacted in a daze when he encountered this situation and called 120. However, the possibility of being hit by the two women driving a BMW in front of him was preliminarily ruled out. With the criss-crossing scars and abnormal complexion, it doesn't look like he was hit by a car.
The little boy's face was flushed with fever, and his eyes were slightly opened. The three people standing in front of him didn't seem to know each other. If you don't know him, you shouldn't be those villains, right? He was not very old at first, and now he was even more confused, struggling to move his hands, and shouting something in a daze.
With Lin Luoran's ear strength, he could clearly hear the repeated two words—
"Help me... save me..." she cried like a cat, pitiful and heart-rending.
Baojia's eyes were red, Lin Luoran squatted down, grabbed his little hand, and told him very firmly: "Don't be afraid, you are saved!"
Lin Luoran turned his back to the light from the front of the car, and from the perspective of a little boy, he could only see her silhouette. He knew that it was a woman who was holding his hand, but he couldn't see her face clearly. He only felt that she had a pair of eyes that twinkled and twinkled, much like the stars in the sky... very much like the mother in his memory.
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