When Yu Lanchuan went downstairs, he happened to meet Gan Qing. Gan Qing was wrapped in a large hooded padded jacket that was probably the same age as the Republic. It was wrapped from head to calf. The hat was buttoned on the head. A few locks of hair that fell out were dripping wet. down.
Yu Lanchuan thought it was a bit strange - she wasn't like the kind of person who had to get up and join in the fun when she heard about a thief in her neighbor's house.
There is only one elevator in the whole building, and everyone has to use it, so it will be very slow, so the two of them walked down from the stairwell.
Gan Qing, who was walking in front, suddenly whispered, "The person who knocked on your window ran up."
"Did you see clearly?" Yu Lanchuan was stunned for a moment, then he didn't know what to think, and then blurted out, "Have you heard of 'Tangqianyan'?"
Gan Qing was silent from the tenth floor to the eighth floor, just when Yu Lanchuan thought she didn't want to answer, she actually gave a low "um": "Flying swallows drink water, step on snow without a trace... Now they have become big geckos. "
When the two of them came down, a group of neighbors had already gathered at the door of 804. Strange to say, it was just after ten o'clock, and even Gan Qing, a "haired nun", hadn't slept yet, which is too early for contemporary urbanites. Now, how did the burglary choose this o'clock
"I think, the thief may be looking at 803," a neighbor expressed a well-founded opinion. "Seeing that the old lady is at home today, she sleeps early and her ears are back, he is bold! I didn't expect to touch her. Wrong balcony."
The old lady from 803 next door came out to watch, just when she heard this sentence, her face turned green with fright.
"Don't guess, don't scare the old man." The man at the door of 804 waved his hand, "It's because the light bulb in our house broke today and it's been dark all the time. Maybe the thief thought there was no one at home."
The man looked like he was thirty-seven or eighteen years old. He was tall and straight, and he spoke slowly and softly. Yu Lanchuan saw him a little familiar. He was wondering if he had seen him somewhere when the man inadvertently turned in his direction. Take a look: "Hey, are you... President Yu?"
Yu Lanchuan reflexively hung up a professional smile.
"I'm Nicholas from IMI! They call me Nick, and they reported on the convention center project with you! Remember me?"
Yu Lanchuan's brain, which was turned into a pot of porridge by the emergency meeting and the martial arts conference, jumped into a series of letters, and his temples jumped fiercely a few times. With a flash of inspiration, he remembered who this person is - after all, they have been in the "white bone spirit" circle for several years. This kind of "language mix and match style" was not popular before, and occasionally I met someone with a "quaint style of painting", and I was quite impressed.
Yu Lanchuan nodded reservedly: "Hello, Mr. Nie."
The man's name is Nie Ke, and he belongs to another investment company. When he invested in a project, he wanted to bring Yu Lanchuan and the others into the company, and the two companies had contact with him. Yu Lanchuan didn't remember Nie Ke's position. Anyway, if he came out to hang out, it was definitely not wrong to call him "General Manager."
"Our home is in the suburbs, it's too far away, we have to go to work for more than two hours during the morning rush hour, hey, we can't afford a house in the city. This year, we came here to rent a house because we wanted our children to go to the kindergarten here. Fortunately, the kindergarten is on holiday today, and the child has been sent back to his grandma's house." Nie Ke politely invited the neighbors into the house, the light in his living room was indeed broken, and the house was pitch-dark, so he lowered his voice an octave, " Xiaoman, do you want it?"
Only then did everyone discover that there was a woman in the room, and the whole person almost turned into darkness.
Although Nie Ke had kept her voice low, she still seemed to frighten her. The woman jumped up from the sofa stiffly, like a dehydrated zombie.
"This is my wife," Nie Ke sighed, "I was boiling water in the kitchen at the time, and she was in the house by herself when she bumped into the thief, and so did she, if you don't run away, she's going to catch someone—you talk about you, just If you are like this, who can you catch? What if he has a knife? If I don't see it, you can have an accident, but how good it is, alas - fortunately, the thief didn't expect anyone, so he was startled and pushed. After a few times, he ran away and smashed a window of our house."
Gan Qing turned on the lights in the hallway and hallway. With the light, everyone saw Mrs. Nie holding a piece of gauze in her hand, pressing her forehead. There were bloodstains on the corners of her forehead and eyes, and a deep one on her cheekbones. She didn't know if she was tired of raising her hands all the time, and her hand holding the gauze kept shaking.
"It was a hit." Nie Ke took her by the shoulders and said to the neighbors, "He hit the corner of the table. I said to take her to the hospital, but she still refused."
Mrs. Nie didn't say a word, curled up on his shoulders, hiding.
The neighbors didn't care either. No matter who they were, they were sitting well at home. When a thief broke in suddenly, they had to be startled. They couldn't sleep well for several days, so they urged Nie Ke to call the police.
Gan Qing didn't enter the room at the door. She crossed the crowd and looked at the balcony. An open window on the balcony was broken. The wind leaked in from there, and a few sporadic pieces of glass fell from the window sill. Some of the glass slag must have fallen off.
There is basically no traffic jam at this meeting. The police arrived quickly, and the enthusiastic neighbors surrounded the police. Without waiting for anyone to ask, they talked their opinions into people's ears.
The policeman who was submerged in the sea of people struggled to swim out: "Let me go, please let me go, we are going to ask the victims of the theft for questioning!"
Nie Ke stroked Mrs. Nie's hair: "My wife is a housewife and doesn't know how to speak. She was frightened by the injury today. Let her rest first. I'll tell you."
The police asked the woman a few words, but she only nodded and shook her head, and all the men were beside her to supplement her. As expected, she looked like she was at home all the year round and did not see outsiders, so after confirming that she did not need an ambulance, she did not ask her any questions. .
Mrs. Nie avoided the crowd, lowered her head, and planned to enter the inner room.
At this moment, one hand grabbed her, and Mrs. Nie was shocked and turned her head back in horror, and found that the person holding her was a very thin young woman.
Gan Qing squeezed her chin gently and turned her face away: "He bumped his head on the corner of the table, where is his face rubbed?"
Her seldom fully open eyes reflected the light in the hallway, which flickered slightly as her eyes moved slightly, like sparks beating on cold flint.
The woman took a stiff step back, avoiding her hand.
Gan Qing indifferently retracted her hands into the sleeves of the padded coat, her eyelids drooped down, blocking the light in her eyes: "Did you press him hard against the wall when you grabbed him, and then fell down without standing up? Hit the corner of the table?"
The woman nodded randomly, avoiding her gaze.
"Next time you encounter this kind of thing, you should call someone in time." Gan Qing said, "I live upstairs, 1003, and I'm usually very busy, so I can come and play when I have time."
The woman didn't answer with a blank face, and quickly got into the bedroom.
Gan Qing's gaze stayed on the open balcony window of Nie's house for a moment, then glanced at Nie Ke, who was being questioned by the police, silently avoided the crowd and left the Nie's house.
Yu Lanchuan looked at Yu Yan whose hat was squeezed crookedly: "Why is it you again?"
"How the hell do I know? When others are on duty, it's Christmas Eve, and as soon as I'm on duty, the police will be called. You say it's bizarre?" Yu Yan frowned and said, "Lan Ye, do you still have a combination boxing for health care? Teach me two Come on, I think I'm not far from sudden death."
Gan Qing happened to pass by, and after hearing this, she pushed up her hood: "Water retrograde, police officer, I have an amulet, do you want it? I'll give you the internal price, only fifty-two yuan, and come to the back alley of the mud pond whenever you need it. Find me."
The cost is 2 yuan, and if she earns 50 yuan, she can return the money to Boss Meng.
Yu Yan said in shock: "All of you who engage in feudal superstitions have got the people's police on their heads?"
Gan Qing gave a stern smile, turned around and left: "It's more useful than turning koi on Weibo, don't believe it."
Police officer Yu, who had just turned a koi with a trumpet, had a pain in his knee, so he decided to wait for get off work and took off his uniform to sneak away.
"Someone said just now that they saw the burglar," Yu Yan asked Yu Lanchuan seriously, "someone said that the thief dressed like Spider-Man and had a big iron hook in his hand? Did you see it? Alas, To tell you the truth, we have received several thefts from high-rise buildings recently."
Yu Lanchuan asked, "Is the amount large?"
"Why don't you say it's strange, several thefts from high-rise buildings are basically unsuccessful - one report said that a card bag was lost. You say this thief, what's the use of stealing cards? So far, today's case is the most Seriously, it hurts people." Yu Yan said, "The stolen people are all above the sixth floor, and they all go in through the windows. Is there such a light work in the world? Isn't it really Spider-Man?"
Yu Lanchuan thought for a while: "You come with me."
He took Yu Yan to squeeze out of the crowd and went down to the sixth floor. Uncle Yang lived in 608. His granddaughter Yang Yifan came to take care of his grandfather under the instructions of his parents. He thought that the old man had too many friends and friends, so he refused to live with him, so he rented the house next door. .
Uncle Yang seemed to have known that they were coming, so he prepared tea early and waited.
Yu Lanchuan flattened the note: "The 'Spider-Man' they said climbed out of my balcony window and posted this piece of paper, Grandpa Yang, who is this 'Tangqianyan' descendant, do you know?"
Yu Yan shouted and jumped up: "This is evidence! How can you touch it!"
"How could I know that this is evidence, when I tore it down, I didn't know there was a case of theft from a high-rise building." Yu Lanchuan paused, "But after he posted the note on my place, the window on the eighth floor was broken, and it was from It was smashed when it was escaping from the inside, and the one who injured and escaped should not be the one with the sticker."
"That doesn't mean that the previous theft case has nothing to do with him," Yu Yan said. "The balcony side of your building is very flat. He was outside the window on the tenth floor. If someone entered from the eighth floor, he couldn't see it. , so it is likely to be a gang. Most of the burglaries are gangs.”
"Forget the burglary... it's still a gang." At this time, Uncle Yang picked up the note. After a while, he sighed and smiled bitterly, "It's just, it's just... Alas!"
"In those days, my friends in the rivers and lakes flattered them, named them 'Five Excellent', and gave us a few old things," Uncle Yang said slowly, "Xiaochuan, your grandfather has been blameless for so many years in his life. Jiang Qijue, the sword light is like snow, so it is called 'Hanjiang Snow'. 'Fu Liangyue' refers to an old brother, surnamed Han, who practiced the kung fu of the Taoist school. His ancestors worshipped in Wudang Mountain. Later generations have combined the unique skills of Qimen and gossip. They are very loyal. During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, they saved your grandfather's life - but the old brother is much older than us. He passed away more than 20 years ago. There is a grandson in the family. , also live here, as a civil servant, I think that body type is almost 'three high', the work of the ancestors must have been abandoned long ago.
"'Chuanglinfeng' is my team. I have no ability, and I didn't deserve to be compared with the others. Because I was in charge of the Beggar Gang for a few years before liberation, the big guy gave me face. As for 'Tangqianyan' '... I remember his surname was Yan, and his real name was 'Yan Ruofei'. He was originally from the South and had been out of the world for a long time. He was invited out of the mountains during the war. I met him several times. He was very shy and blushed when he smiled, like a scholar It's really a good skill to disappear a thousand miles away. He broke into the guards with guns on several floors without knowing it, and stabbed three big traitors. , how many wicked people can't sleep because of him."
Yu Lanchuan asked, "What happened later?"
"Later, I sacrificed." Uncle Yang said, "The Japanese and traitors arrested him everywhere, and some people betrayed the place where he and a few friends stayed. He felt that he had light skills and could run away, so he gave other people cover. , let others run first... But the swallow in front of the hall is faster than the shadowless breeze, not faster than the gun."