It turns out that this plush toy with its own inscription of sour chicken soup has fishing lines tied to its limbs. At first glance, the way of tying it is a bit like a marionette, which makes people dazzling, but it is not actually when you look closely. According to legend, there was a kind of mechanism in ancient times. Either hidden under water, or buried in the soil, once touched, thousands of thin and tough metal wires will fly out. Because the force is strong enough and the metal is thin enough, the huge pressure can cut gold and broken jade like a thin line to cut taro meat. One end of the fishing line is pulled by the door. Jumped a Chinese Ghost Story.
The little apprentice outside the window heard that something was wrong in the room, he used a crossbow to open the curtains, and the moonlight swept away, condensing on the loose fishing line, scattered in the room, like a net that didn't catch it.
A layer of white sweat suddenly crawled on Xu Lin's back. At this time, he noticed by the moonlight that except for the dolls on the bed, this small bedroom was almost empty - the sheets and curtains seemed to have just been washed, the wardrobe was half open, and the interior was empty, and necessary personal items such as water bottles, chargers, etc. Not at all, not even the power supply for the bedside lamp.
It was clearly an unoccupied room.
What happened to the gang? "What time did she go out, what time did she come back, and even ordered takeout" sounds like the real thing.
The master and apprentice who could not find Bei, one was inside the house and the other was outside, both of them were still for a while, their eyes fell on the placard holding doll, as if they were mourning in silence.
After a while, Xu Lin stepped forward cautiously, separated a long distance, and stabbed the doll on the ground with a small crossbow. fool.
Xu Lin's pupils shrank: "Come on!"
But it's too late.
His voice fell, and a siren sounded like an explosion downstairs.
At this point, Xu Lin had no time to think about what was going on here, and turned around and ran away with the gecko apprentice outside his window.
One of them climbed out the window, the other jumped to the corridor.
The apprentice didn't even bother to dismantle the crossbow on the window. Seeing that several police cars were coming downstairs, he could only crawled to the side with all his strength, waving his limbs, trying to find a shady corner to slip down and jump off the wall to escape.
He had not yet settled down on the spirit that had just been awakened by the doll. His palms were sweaty. Climbing onto his back, he raised his head slowly and looked at the person on the balcony next door.
The man wore a mask like him, covering the lower half of his face, only showing a pair of crooked smiling eyes, holding a golf club in one hand and propping his head in the other, and he did not know how long he had been visiting him.
The apprentice of the big gecko was almost scared out of a heart attack by this man, his hands and feet were numb, a golf club suddenly stretched out from the window and hit his finger hard. Lianxin, the big gecko's tears hurt, he raised his neck, opened his big mouth, even snot and tears, swallowed the screams, and desperately climbed up while crying.
However, the club didn't give him a chance, and before he could climb up, the second shot had already spun around and slammed into his knees firmly. The climbing gecko didn't even snort, just fell.
At this time, a big iron hook was thrown from the eighth floor, and it was hooking the belt of the big gecko. On the eighth floor, the blue veins of Han Dongsheng's arms were exposed through the thick layer of fat, and the rope was quickly lowered, grabbing the big gecko, and stopping the fall just before he landed.
The gecko's belt snapped with a snap, and he fell headfirst onto the roof of a police car. Under the stunned eyes of several police officers, his black pants and half a white ass were revealed.
His master Xu Lin ran even more thrillingly. The 111st floor was small and the structure was very simple. Except for the elevator, there were only two stair passages, and the people below could block it straight.
Xu Lin's eyes and ears were very good. As soon as he got down to the sixth floor, he already heard the sound of footsteps running up. Immediately afterwards, the police's voice echoed in the narrow stairwell.
"Both corridors and stairwells are under control!"
"The whistleblower said that this group of people is the same party of the two groups of cult members arrested last time. The danger is very high, and they are likely to carry weapons. Everyone, be careful!"
"Pay attention to the roof and exterior windows, they climbed the stairs and ran away last time!"
"His accomplice has been arrested!"
"There's one more, male, in his 40s, stay separate!"
The police were all short of calcium. It only took a minute or two to get to the sixth floor. Xu Lin panicked and ran to the public corridor on the sixth floor. At a glance, he saw the garbage passage at the end of the corridor—the old buildings in the past only had this kind of garbage passage. There is a rectangular opening on each floor. After opening, the garbage can be thrown in directly. The passage leads to the garbage bin downstairs, which is regularly cleaned by the property downstairs.
There was a small lock hanging on the entrance of the garbage passage. Xu Lin didn't think about it, and pulled it down with brute force.
It stands to reason that this passage cannot be stuffed into a large living person, but Xu Lin's body made a few "click" sounds, and he was actually short out of thin air. This person can use the legendary bone shrinking technique! Like a hemiplegia patient, he twisted and stuffed himself in, then gritted his teeth and put his bones back in place, picked up a small flashlight, and climbed down the garbage path.
The closed entrance of the garbage aisle made a "bang". A family near the garbage aisle lived in an uncle who frequently urinated. He heard it when he woke up at night. He pushed open the window near the corridor and glanced around, rubbing it in a daze. Eyes: "Who is it, playing with garbage in the middle of the night? It was closed that year of SARS."
Xu Lin crawled all the way to the bottom in the dark, sat on the ground, looked at each other with the locked iron gate at the entrance, and smelled a "scent of lingering fragrance" from 2003.
"The one that fell has been caught safely. The old one has rich experience and should be able to run." Gan Qing rushed to the eighth floor to help her with Han Dongsheng, took out a tissue from his pocket, and carefully placed Yu Lanchuan's cue. After wiping it, he threw it to him, "Change the window when you have time. You are an old-fashioned window, and you can open it from the outside."
Yu Lanchuan never moved the old house of the eldest grandfather, because when he moved in, he just wanted to save one year's rent.
He didn't answer, frowning at her.
Gan Qing usually dresses casually. The clothes she wears are bought in the supermarket along with the vegetables, and they often don't fit well, so they are all loose-fitting. Half-length and not short hair is scattered all year round, without shape and style, covering most of the face, without makeup, because of his tall stature, he will bow his head slightly when walking in the crowd, without any edge.
At this time, she was wearing a mask, tight black clothes, and sneakers that could be silent when she landed. Her hair was all tied up, and only a few strands of hair on the forehead and temples fell on her face, highlighting her eyebrows and eyes. A small section of tall nose bridge, eyes bright as if hiding two knives. With one hand in her pocket, she leaned against the window, neat and tidy, as if she was about to come out.
Yu Lanchuan: "What's the matter with your outfit?"
Gan Qing was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "The clothes I used to - I haven't grown much since I was seventeen, and the clothes at that time were more suitable than those bought yesterday."
The shoes are good shoes, light and fit, and the clothes are not very outdated now that they are worn.
After all, Wei Xiao had never fooled her like she had fooled herself. When she was young, she should have food and clothing. Although it was not a famous brand or delicious food, it was the best thing he could afford. Like a delicate flower, he silently and meticulously took care of this picker. The girl who came back didn't want her to know the ins and outs of her cruelty.
"Master Yu, I may have to leave for a while."
"Are you going now?"
The two of them spoke almost at the same time, their voices overlapped, and they stopped at the same time.
"Isn't it negotiated?" Gan Qing said first, "If you want to attract Wang Jiusheng, you have to take advantage of his current shortage of manpower and make him so scared that he can't sleep. The old Yang Gang mainly gives an explanation to the brothers in the past. , I also want to give my teacher an explanation."
Yu Lanchuan said in a low voice, "I didn't expect it to be so fast."
"Wang Jiusheng was abroad, and he was beyond his reach, and nothing was arranged. I was afraid that if I ran away, he would not be able to find him, which would make him uneasy for the rest of his life. So he hurriedly started, and he almost shouted at the Xu family 'borrowing a knife to kill'. He used to bet against the beggar gang and my master, which means that Wang Jiusheng is really in a hurry this time," Gan Qing said.
Yu Lanchuan nodded absently: "Then..."
"Um?"
Then... the explanation is over
He thought, these bitter old things can really end, and Gan Qing, who has become "Wanmuchun" again, can come back? Can she still appear in front of everyone with grandeur
Although now is not the time to talk about this, Yu Lanchuan has always taken one step to see three steps, and his heart is like a mirror.
Gan Qing's eyes met his, and suddenly said, "I wanted to come in quietly and settle down just now, but I didn't expect you to sleep—is it so hard to work?"
Yu Lanchuan felt like a stone was pressed in his heart, and said sullenly, "Occasionally."
Gan Qing sighed: "How can you earn enough money? Do you have to live a life of earning five yuan and spending ten yuan? You... It's really hard to support yourself."
It was like exhortation and parting. Yu Lanchuan could vaguely hear a bit of ominous meaning in these words. He raised his eyes hastily, and before he could see her expression clearly, Gan Qing suddenly passed him, stretched out his hand, and walked from his balcony. Pulled out an old interpreting textbook from the bookshelf.
"Let me see this for a few days," Gan Qing said, "I have to learn something to make money."
Yu Lanchuan didn't react for a while, and stared blankly at Gan Qing taking his book, smiled at him, and went out through the gate of his house.
It took him a minute to remember what she meant, and with a sudden jump in his heart, he turned around and chased after him.
Gan Qing has disappeared.