"Plumber, 20 yuan an hour."
"Senior domestic nanny, only 80 yuan a day."
"Construction site dignitaries are required to be under 40 years old, in good health, hard-working, only male."
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It is said that it is a talent market, but it is just a few awnings. The recruiters and job seekers gather together. Many people hold signs in their hands and write their age and specialties with crooked chalk. The bosses and intermediaries of important people They yelled loudly with their trumpets, picking and haggling about prices like buying vegetables in a vegetable market.
As soon as Song Yuhang stepped in, several agencies surrounded him: "Miss, are you recruiting or looking for a job?"
Before she came, she deliberately bought another pack of cigarettes from the small shop, and gave out a pack to each of these people.
"Recruitment, decoration of the boss's home, good solid wood furniture, preferably made by craftsmen."
A few intermediaries saw that Ruan Zhonghua paid a lot of money, and the boss behind him must also be a rich man, so they immediately beamed with joy.
"It's easy to talk about, we have a lot of carpenters, and you will be satisfied with the safekeeping!"
Song Yuhang stretched out his hand to protect the flames and lit one for himself, squinting at them: "Go to an intermediary, it's expensive and not good, I'd better find it myself."
As he said that, he was about to walk around them, and a short and fat man at the head reached out to stop them, smiled and said in an authentic northern dialect.
"Don't mind, although we are an intermediary, we also have professional ethics. Since the boss needs it, we must provide the best people, right? Don't look at the talent market with so many people, there are not many good carpenters. , it’s all in our book.”
He said and patted the thick green notebook in his hand: "I have been an intermediary in this area for more than 20 years. I know who does it well and who does not. You know what you want. You can find it yourself, but it’s a waste of time, and it’s not good if you miss the boss’s business.”
Song Yuhang thought for a while, then stopped, with a slightly vigilant expression: "Then you..."
The fat man stretched out his hand and waved: "Not much, not much. If the matter is successful, we will only charge a 3% intermediary fee. If there is no deal, we will not charge any money."
Song Yuhang laughed, and handed over another cigarette: "The price is fair, okay, let's go."
The man took out his baby to show her, dipped his fingertips in some saliva, flipped through the pages, and introduced in detail: "Zhang San, 46 years old, has been a carpenter for 20 years..."
Song Yuhang shook his head: "It's too old, you need to be younger, and the things you design are dynamic."
"Okay, let's look at this again." The man turned another page, pointed to a name with his fingertips and said, "Li Si, in his twenties, young and powerful, he can do other jobs..."
Song Yuhang shook his head: "Too young and inexperienced."
The corner of the man's mouth twitched: "Your request is too strange. Is the co-authoring a beauty pageant or a woodworker?"
"What about this, Xu Bing, 35 years old, he came out to learn crafts at the age of 15, and he is well-known in our provincial capital. Not long ago, there was a rich man's house who was decorated and he was hired to make furniture..."
Song Yuhang frowned slightly: "It's so famous, it's very expensive, let's take a look."
After the man turned over a few more pages and his lips were almost worn out, she reluctantly named Xu Bing.
The short and fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead, flattered his face, and hated her a thousand times in his heart.
I don't want to pay too much money, but I want to find a good one, so dream!
After some haggling, Song Yuhang got another phone number of Xu Bing, Uncle He Miaoxiao, which was completely different from the one he reported to the police.
When she walked out of the talent market, she sent the phone number to Zheng Chengrui: Locate this number.
The other party replied to her quickly: OK, Team Song, we are tracking.
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Lin Yan followed Xu Bing for two streets, changed his clothes, put on a peaked cap on his head, put on a sun protection shirt, wore sunglasses on his face, and held a parasol in his hand. He looked nothing like ordinary tourists the difference.
Not far away, Xu Bing walked into the vegetable market. Lin Yan put away her umbrella and followed. She kept in touch with Song Yuhang.
"He has entered the vegetable market. He is probably going to buy vegetables and cook at home. I happened to follow him to visit his house."
"Okay." Song Yuhang thought for a while and added: "Be careful, if the situation is not right, withdraw."
Lin Yan snorted: "Just like Xu Bing, it's not a problem to come ten."
At this time, Zheng Chengrui's message came, and she temporarily cut off the communication with Lin Yan.
"Captain Song, there is no real-name system for this number, and the owner cannot be found."
Song Yuhang's heart skipped a beat: "Continue to locate, where is the target now?"
Zheng Chengrui tapped on the keyboard with his fingertips: "In the vegetable market at the intersection of Haixi Road and Jiefang Road in the provincial capital."
Song Yuhang took out his mobile phone and compared the coordinates sent by Lin Yan, he was relieved that there was no trace.
"Alright, let's also locate Forensic Lin's cell phone, I'll go there now."
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"Boss, is this fish fresh?" Xu Bing went to a familiar shop to buy fish, and pointed to the lively river fish in the water tank.
"Fresh, they were all just caught this morning. Our family's old rule is not to sell overnight fish."
"Okay, here's one."
"Hey, that's great."
The boss said he went to catch fish in the water tank, fished them alive and put them on the chopping board for slaughter.
While Xu Bing was waiting for the fish to be processed, Lin Yan was shopping for vegetables with a basket he didn't know where he got it, and bargained with the boss seriously.
"What?" She raised her voice slightly: "Broccoli costs ten yuan a catty, why don't you grab it?"
"Oh girl, we are organic vegetables, all of which are farmyard manures. They are pure natural, pollution-free and pollution-free. Look, they were just picked in the morning, and the dew is still there!"
The boss handed the processed fish to Xu Bing, and said in a low voice while looking for money: "You are being followed."
Xu Bing looked back immediately, and the boss took the money and squeezed his hand: "Don't look back, that man is a veteran, go straight along this road, and Lao Ba will meet you when you leave the alley."
Xu Bing took the money and smiled: "Thank you boss, it's 50 cents cheaper."
Behind his back, he was gnashing his teeth: "Didn't it mean that as long as I bring people to everything, it doesn't matter to me? Why do you still have a big belly? Now the call has come to you, what do you want me to do?"
"Oh, I'm a regular customer. I come here three times a day, and I'll give you some fish maw." The scar-faced boss grabbed some fish maw from the chopping board and put it in his pocket as he said in a low voice.
"Don't worry, since the boss is here, he will definitely give them some color. They are just a few soldiers and crab generals. If you go boldly, the police will not come to trouble you again."
After hearing this, Xu Bing's heart sank, he took the bag, and turned to leave: "Oh, thank you, it will be crab eating season in a few days, don't forget to save some more for me." OK."
"Must be sure, you go slowly."
The boss saw off the guests with a simple smile on his face. When he saw Lin Yan, who was humming and walking over with a vegetable basket, his eyes sank, and he pressed the miniature mic on his collar.
"Old Ba, the fish has taken the bait."
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"Master, Haixi Road Vegetable Market."
Song Yuhang reached out to stop the taxi and got in.
Lin Yan followed Xu Bing out of the vegetable market, turning all the way. She wrote down the way back as she walked. In order to prevent being discovered, she stayed far away, probably more than 50 meters away. Xu Bing turned around. Into a fork.
She followed quickly, but the person disappeared. Lin Yan thought it was wrong, and turned around in an instant, followed by two burly men, she continued to walk forward calmly.
"The target disappeared, and I was targeted."
Song Yuhang's heart tightened: "How many people? Give me the exact location."
"Two." Lin Yan sneered: "You don't think much of me."
As soon as she finished speaking, a shadow was cast in front of her. Two young men with masks and baseball bats blocked her way, and two burly men followed quietly behind her.
Lin Yan was blocked in the middle of the alley, unable to advance or retreat.
"Lin Yan?!" Song Yuhang raised his voice and shouted, and the taxi driver in front immediately looked back at her in surprise.
Song Yuhang calmed down: "Master, please drive faster."
After all, he lowered his voice and contacted Zheng Chengrui: "Send me the specific coordinates of Forensic Lin."
The two jumping red dots on the map disappeared in an instant, and Zheng Chengrui broke into a cold sweat: "Report, the coordinates of Xu Bing and Lin Forensic Doctor disappeared, and the last location they appeared was in the alley next to the vegetable market on Haixi Road 351 near the number."
Lin Yan fell to the ground and clutched his stomach, with sweat dripping from his forehead, watching the scarred face crush her phone with his feet, and walked towards her with a baseball bat upside down.
She swallowed, and quietly touched her lower back with her hands. The tip of her tongue tasted the bloody smell in her lips and teeth, and her whole body became a little more excited.
Falling to the ground is never the end for Barou players, but the beginning.
When he approached him and reached the optimal attack distance, Lin was tired of moving!
The man probably didn't expect that she would still be able to fight back after being surrounded and beaten by four people, but this moment of stupefaction had already lost the opportunity. Lin Yan stood on the ground with one hand, her leg skills were excellent, she was a sweeping leg on the spot, not only tripping people up, but also standing up with her strength, her right leg was facing the door with the force of thunder and was a high sweeping .
The more complete the arc of the side legs, the greater the strength, and the afterimage almost drew a semicircle in the air. If this blow hit the neck, the cervical spine would be fractured on the spot. The rich fighting experience made the man subconsciously block it with a baseball bat. The sawdust flew, and the baseball bat shattered in response. He flew out with his owner and hit the road heavily.
Scarface spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva on the spot.
Lin Yan turned around, pulled out the mechanical stick with a swipe, and hooked his hands at the three people who were looking at each other: "Come on, let's go together, this will be interesting."
She was teasing casually, but the three people across from them looked at each other but at the same time they became murderous, and rushed forward with the weapons in their hands.
Fists and kicks, sticks intertwined, one of them hit her with a baseball bat directly on the back of the head to kill her on the spot!
Lin Yan stooped to dodge, his eyes froze, he grabbed his wrist with his left hand and pressed it down, and lifted the stick with his right hand and slammed it towards the vitals of his abdomen: "Damn it, who asked you to come?"
Her mechanical stick has been with her for ten years. It is made in Germany and is called Sentinel. The tube body is all made of aviation aluminum. The advantages are light, durable, and shock-resistant.
When the stick went down, there seemed to be no scars on the body surface, but the man spat out blood with a "wow", and his knees softened and he knelt on the ground.
The baseball bat in his hand also fell off.
Lin Yan stretched out his hand to pull his mask, and from the corner of his eye, he saw someone rushing over from behind, with a slight sneer on his lips. It was too late and then the strong wind from the weapon broke through the air had already lifted the hair on her forehead. Lin Yan leaned down with her good flexibility, put her right hand on the ground, and grabbed the man's arm with her left hand to shake it twice The two fell together and knocked down a bicycle parked by someone on the side of the road.
She wiped the sweat off her face and stood up, sneering: "If you want to live, tell me who sent you here, otherwise..."
Before she finished speaking, the hairs on her back stood on end, the alarm bells rang in her mind, and she subconsciously raised the mechanical stick to block, but it was finally half a second late.
The bright blade scraped across the inside of the mechanical stick, making a cut on the shoulder.
Blood dripped down the clothes, Lin Yan clutched his shoulders and took a few steps back, panting.
The man with the scar shook the dagger in his hand and moved his shoulders: "Hasn't anyone taught you never to turn your back on your opponent?"
Lin Yan gasped for breath, but his eyes were burning hot: "Just you trash, you are worthy of being my opponent, bah!"
One of the masked men took a look at Scarface: "Don't talk nonsense with her, she won't last long, let's go together!"
Although the overall skills of these four people are not as good as Lin Yan's, they are still considered to be good, especially the leader of the scar man. He has obviously received professional fighting training, and his shots are quick, accurate and ruthless. They were numerous and cooperated with each other tacitly. They played wheel battles until they were no match for four hands. Lin Yan had a few cuts in her body in an instant. She backed up with the mechanical stick, and the ground in front of her was stained with blood. .
She couldn't help but looked up at the empty alley, and gritted her silver teeth.
Damn it, Song Yuhang, if you don't come again, I will remember you forever.
I don't know if God heard her heart, but when another masked man pounced on him, Lin Yan was preparing to fight the enemy, when a black shadow jumped down from the balcony of the second-floor residential building. Flying knees, directly hit the head of the person in front of her, the tyrannical force directly knocked the person flying and hit the wall, the flower pot placed on the wall fell down and shattered to the ground.
Blood oozed from under the man's mask, and the baseball bat rolled aside, unable to fight back.
The appearance of Song Yuhang greatly relieved her pressure, and Lin Yan stood up holding the stick.
The two put on a defensive posture back to back, Song Yuhang glanced back at her, saw that she was covered with bruises, his eyes sank, and the corners of his lips tightened.
"Are you okay?"
Lin Yan wiped the blood from his lips, stood up straight, and said loudly: "It's okay, it's nothing, I can still fight!"
Song Yuhang shook his head, grabbed her wrist, and said in a low voice, "You go first, I'll finish it off."
"Ha, just these little guys, after breaking something, go straight up!" Before she finished speaking, she rushed straight up, but didn't use all her strength, but retreated to the alley while hitting.
Song Yuhang also followed her knowingly, withstood most of the pressure for her, and received several punches in the chaos, but still restrained the remaining three people tightly.
Her style of play is different from Lin Yan's. Lin Yan has more dexterity than strength, so self-defense is not a problem, but when it comes to attack power, Song Yuhang is naturally better.
She punches fiercely, punches to the flesh, and the combination of punches is unpredictable, making it hard to guard against.
Even if Scarface was holding a weapon, he couldn't hurt her at all. Instead, he was hit on the temple several times, spit out a mouthful of filth, and became dizzy.
The left half of her body was restrained, and the opponent attacked from behind. Lin Yan took a mechanical stick to block it for her, and stepped back a few steps. The blood had already wet the whole arm, dripping down along the fingertips. drip.
Song Yuhang yelled loudly: "Still leaving?!"
"What will you do if I'm gone?!" It's not easy to deal with any one of these people, let alone three.
Song Yuhang slammed his elbow on the other side's door, and he snapped the man back, grabbed his hand holding the stick and pressed down hard. The masked man wailed and wanted to stand up. Song Yuhang backhanded the person towards him, grabbed his arm, hooked his arm and folded his neck, and pressed his head hard to the ground.
She used one against three by herself to fight Lin Yan's way out. Song Yuhang held on to her and looked back at her: "Let's go!"
Lin Yan gritted her teeth, and was about to rush out with the mechanical stick in her hand. The scarred face from just now got up from the ground, pointed the dagger at her head, and flew out with a fierce wave of her hand.
Song Yuhang's pupils shrank, and the two people restrained by her also firmly grasped her arms, hugging her body to prevent her from moving.
She raised her breath and let out a loud roar, pushing the two young men forward with force from her heels, relying on her tyrannical muscle strength.
Two white lines were rubbed on the floor tiles under his feet, and finally he was thrown out by inertia and smashed to the ground, while yelling: "Lin Yan, lie down!"
The moment she heard her voice, maybe it was a tacit understanding. Lin Yan didn't think too much. When she was so obedient, she even rolled on the spot with her head in her arms, avoiding the deadly weapon.
However-
tick.
tick.
Beads of blood rolled down the handle and splashed on the ground.
Song Yuhang looked down at the knife stuck in his chest, coughed twice, and blood foamed from the corner of his lips.
Scarface grinned grimly: "Didn't expect that, whoever comes out with only a knife, I'm not like your policeman, I cherish my life very much."
He held the handle of the knife with both hands, spun it vigorously and drilled a little deeper, until all the blades were buried in her muscles and bones.
Song Yuhang gritted her teeth, and the oozing blood instantly stained her clothes. She stared at the scarred man with red eyes, wrapped her hands around his wrist, and pushed him back step by step. Every step she took, the blood froth on the corner of her lips grew more and more, and the knife penetrated deeper and deeper. She looked back at Lin Yan, her vision was already blurred.
A gratified smile floated on the corner of Song Yuhang's lips. If he couldn't see it, it meant...she was safe.
The man with the scar was pinched tightly by his wrist, and was forced to follow her back step by step. Seeing that even the hilt of the knife hadn't entered her body, a look of panic appeared on his face: "Madman!"
He didn't dare to waste any more time, he had already heard the siren sounding from a distance, he simply raised his foot and bumped the man with a knee, and Song Yuhang fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
Lin Yan was still immersed in her last look for a long time but couldn't recover, what kind of look was that
Her meager vocabulary prevents her from fully expressing it.
She only knew that that look contained thousands of words, gratification, reluctance, nostalgia... and a little bit of regret.
Until she fell heavily next to her, blood soaked the entire clothes on her chest, and a glaring steel knife was stuck in the vital part. Lin Yan's eyes turned red in an instant, and he pounced on the mechanical stick: "Fuck you!!!"
There was even a hint of crying at the end.
She didn't know where the strength came from, and she danced wildly with the mechanical stick, all the moves were out of order, and there was only one thought in her mind: kill him! kill him! kill him!
The blood flowed down every time she raised the stick, her hand was almost slippery and she couldn't hold the mechanical stick until her blood mixed with the blood of the enemy, and some white things were stained on the tip of the stick.
Scarface slid from her palm to the ground, motionless, like a dead dog.
She beat him to death with a mechanical stick.
Panting heavily, Lin Yan stopped, her eyes were bloodshot, her cold eyes glanced over, her body was covered in blood, like a Shura ghost.
The remaining two people looked at her like a god of death. One of them got up and ran, while the other froze in place, trembling with a baseball bat and peed in his pants.
Lin Yan threw away the mechanical stick, turned around to support Song Yuhang, and put her weight on his shoulders: "Let's go."
Song Yuhang clutched the wound, the handle of the knife was still stuck in the flesh, every step she took was painful, she was sweating profusely, her face was pale, but she knew that Lin Yan was also injured, so she wanted to push her away and walk by herself.
"I... I'll go by myself..."
Lin Yan didn't let go, wrapped her waist with one hand, and grabbed her wrist with the other, with firm eyes: "Shut up."
"..."
Song Yuhang looked at her profile, and now he could see her clearly from a close distance. That face was covered with blood, but those eyes were so bright that she saw stars in them even though it was not night yet.
The faint scent of flowers on the neck was completely covered by the smell of blood.
Song Yuhang felt a little regretful for some reason: "I don't want the stick anymore?"
Lin Yan glanced at her and said softly, "No more."