On the way back, Xiang Wan was restless.
He thought of his relatives who had just returned to Jincheng, and also thought of Bai Muchuan.
what is he doing
Xiang Wan played with her phone, sat down on the back seat of the car, and silently surfed the Internet.
As usual, the book review area of "Murder God" is looking forward to the finale, and readers express their opinions.
On major social platforms, the hottest news is still entertainment. Netizens are the most forgetful group, and the gunpowder related to her and the impeller has dissipated before they know it. Searching for the keyword impeller, there are still many posts, but it has lost the popularity of the original.
There are still people who insist on waxing the impeller every day, but the number is decreasing.
What Xiang Wan said to the impeller back then has been verified in just a short time.
He is being forgotten.
will soon disappear from the public eye—
At this moment, Xiang Wan thought of Ye Lun in the hospital and insisted on begging her to live to the finale. The unwillingness and despair in those eyes filled his heart with mixed feelings.
It's not easy for him.
But who came to this world and lived an easy life
"The victim of the past can also be the tyrant of today. This is the darkness of humanity, the darkness of retribution, the darkness of hatred in which one indulges. And the writer is the traveler through this darkness..."
A sentence from Bei Dao popped out suddenly.
Xiang Wan sighed for the impeller, and had a new idea about the finale.
She lowered her head to open the document, wrote the bits and pieces in the outline, and edited with her mobile phone...
The windows were closed tightly, and the air in the car was not very circulated, giving people a drowsy feeling.
She was so absorbed in her own thoughts that she didn't pay much attention. As I was writing, maybe it was because I had been looking at my phone for a long time. Gradually, my head became a little dizzy, and my chest felt faintly tight...
Got motion sickness while looking at your phone
Xiang Wan took a breath, closed his eyes and rested.
She suffered from insomnia last night and was already a little sleepy, so she fell asleep quickly.
The car drove off the highway, and she didn't wake up.
The car stopped and she didn't wake up.
It was quiet all around, and there was no sound at all.
Xiang Wan leaned his head on the chair, the satchel was in his hand, he had already loosened the strap, like an ignorant person—
The car door was opened.
The early spring breeze blew in with a strange fishy smell, blowing the hair on her cheeks and shaking it lightly.
She still hasn't woken up.
Two lines of sight go out like knives.
"what to do?"
"Let her sleep!"
"Then it will take another hour to wake up..."
"Wait!"
Someone spoke, but she was still asleep.
The sweet dream is like an abyss of temptation. She wanders on the edge of darkness without realizing it. She doesn't know what she dreamed of. The corners of her lips are raised and her face is relaxed.
The window was open, and the woman standing outside the car looked at her.
For a long, long time, she didn't move.
In the end, he picked up a shawl and gently put it on her body.
Xiang Wan's dream is like a movie.
The beautiful endings were shown one by one in the dream, and what made her most happy was that she finally typed the words "The book is over" in front of the computer. The task was unloaded, she felt relaxed, and the ending with tens of thousands of words made her feel that her life was beautiful and complete in an instant...
It's so comfortable.
A second before she opened her eyes, she was still happy.
When I realized it was a dream, I was suddenly depressed——
Didn't write, didn't write a single word.
However.
It's not the most frustrating.
When she woke up completely, she realized that she was in a strange place with a strange smell in the air. She was stunned for at least three seconds before realizing that something was wrong.
She was taking a taxi to go home.
This is where
The brain froze for a second.
"It's over!"
With a thump in her heart, she observed the environment.
The car was parked in a yard surrounded by walls, and there were discarded commodity packaging, plastic bags, and the corpses of instant noodles... It was like a garbage collection station, and the strange smell that made her sick came out just like that. of.
Dumpster
Thinking of Zhu Hong's death, Xiang Wan shivered.
"You're awake." In the empty place, the woman's voice caught in the breeze was extraordinarily cold.
Xiang Wan slowly turned her head, looking backward from the right side of the carriage to the left.
A woman stood behind her, her clean face was so clean that it was almost pale, without makeup, her gorgeous complexion was greatly reduced, and her temperament changed a lot. Her eyes seemed to have solidified ice, which made it impossible to see through at a glance...
"You don't know me?" she asked.
Xiang Wan felt a slight chill in his heart, fearing that he was still in a dream, so he pinched his thigh fiercely, and in the pain, once again looked directly at the woman's cold eyes with that calm indifference.
"Thank you Wanwan?"
Xiang Wan couldn't believe it and gasped.
The woman standing in front of her was actually Xie Wanwan who the police were looking for.
"Why are you… "
Xiang Wan had a lot of questions, but before she could finish, she shut up.
No need to ask.
Ask a suspect? childish.
"Come down." Xie Wanwan was neither hot nor cold, from his eyes to his face, there was no expression, as if he and Xiang Wan had never had a relationship in the past, and the meeting today was just a stranger. "They've been waiting for you for a long time."
Xiang Wan stared at her thin side face without moving.
The smell of the air, the silence of death, this is not a good place.
"Is that you?" Xiang Wan asked coldly, "The new executor of the Sky Wrath Organization? Is that you?"
Xie Wanwan frowned imperceptibly, then regained her composure, "No."
Ah!
Xiang Wan sneered, "Who is that?"
Xie Wanwan didn't want to explain, she stood motionless in the wind, her long hair flying: "You'll know when you see someone."
Xiang Wan gouged her coldly: "Is that why you brought me here?"
Xie Wanwan said with a blank expression, "Come down, don't let them invite you. Otherwise, you will suffer."
Who are they
Xiang Wan was full of doubts.
But at this moment, she has lost the right to refuse.
This is an environment she is not familiar with. Not far behind Xie Wanwan, there are a few thick men standing, wearing the clothes of ordinary scavengers, but their faces are full of flesh, it seems that they are not good...
Xiang Wan smiled, "Then thank you for the invitation."
When she got out of the car, she didn't see her bag and her phone was gone.
I understand in my heart, so I don't need to ask any more.
Xiang Wan followed Xie Wanwan to the only house in the yard, a place like a garbage collection station, a few dilapidated houses, the roof was still covered with felt, dilapidated, and the eaves were still dripping with rainwater from the previous night. Looking at all this, Xiang Wan felt chills in his heart.
The style of the criminal's "hiding cave" is changeable, which is really unexpected...
"She is coming."
Xie Wanwan stood at the door and said softly.
The man guarding the door glanced at her, knocked on the door, "Aunt Xiang."
"come in!"
A woman's voice answered him.
The man didn't speak, he pushed open the door, glared at Wan fiercely, "Go in!"