Hands are faster than eyes

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There are many shops and snack streets on both sides of the street, and there are many more people coming and going than before.

In particular, there is an intersection a few hundred meters away from the snack street, and passers-by walking on the sidewalk around it are swarming back and forth.

Ye Lan lowered his eyes and looked at the time on his hand. It was already 17:50 in the afternoon.

Just ready to pick up the pace.

Suddenly, someone came out of nowhere and bumped her elbow. Ye Lan leaned forward conditionedly, and there were many people walking around. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and regained her footing after stumbling.

Ye Lan subconsciously targeted the man in the crowd who bumped into her and almost fell down.

Her sense of smell is sharper than that of ordinary people, and she can smell scents that ordinary people cannot smell as far as ten meters away.

She took one look at the man's unkempt hair.

The man is about 1.72 meters tall and has a slim build. His front and back steps swing inconsistently, his back looks very thin, the roots of his hands are exposed, and there are obvious calluses on the palms of his hands.

He Chengfu, who had already walked out of the zebra crossing, frowned slightly and wondered why Ye Lan stood still.

At this time, the time displayed by the traffic lights continued to decrease. Many passers-by were afraid that they would not have enough time, so they trotted across the three-meter-wide crosswalk.

Ye Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there were sparkling lights under his eyelids.

Yes, that's the taste.

She opened her eyes immediately, a smile appeared on her lips, her eyes twinkled under her light bangs, she twitched the corners of her lips and said, "Can't you hold it in anymore?"

After saying that, Shidu, who was standing where he was, immediately turned around in the opposite direction.

The flow of people around is still moving back and forth erratically.

Ye Lan glanced at the traffic light that had turned into yellow. At the same time as he quickened his pace, an off-road vehicle at the left turn started its engine.

The traffic light had turned red, and the off-road vehicle immediately started to drive out. He Chengfu was located diagonally across from the intersection, and he knew the safety of oncoming traffic from all directions. There was no doubt that when Ye Lan accelerated his pace and walked in the opposite direction, The traffic at the left-turn intersection happened to be at a fatal angle with Ye Lan.

"Ye Lan!" He Chengfu shouted.

The right window of the off-road vehicle was half-lowered. The man inside was holding the steering wheel with one hand and talking on the phone with the other. He Chengfu's eyes widened in horror.

At the same time, at the critical moment.

The driver of the off-road vehicle also noticed Ye Lan, who was running towards the front of his car. The hand holding the mobile phone subconsciously clenched, his pupils dilated infinitely, and he stepped on the brakes.

"Chirp--" the sound of the wheels in the sky and the sliding brakes of the ground crossed the sky.

Ye Lan's hands were faster than his eyes. He held the hood with one hand, used his heel to use the road, and quickly passed through the front glass of the off-road vehicle.

"you--!"

The man in the driver's seat swallowed in shock and almost couldn't hold his tongue straight. His eyes were fixed on Ye Lan who was waving to him, and he immediately cursed, "You damn--! Don't--" Have eyes? !

Ye Lan stretched out a finger and put it to his mouth, making a "shush" gesture. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his smile was innocent. "Take it."

The man was stunned subconsciously, looking at the mobile phone thrown towards him in an arc, his originally angry expression gradually distorted.

The man's eyes were burning as he looked at the half-smiling smile at the corner of Ye Lan's mouth. He was so angry that he couldn't say a word. He wouldn't be able to bear it if he smashed the phone he just received.

The man stuffed his cell phone into his trouser pocket and was about to curse. The sound of the horn followed by "beep beep beep" woke him up like a plate of cold water. He was so angry that he punched the steering wheel hard and turned the road with a "beep" sound. Passers-by in the waiting hall were startled.

A few seconds before the man became angry, Ye Lan himself put his hand into his pocket, took out a bunch of tissues, took out one of them slowly, tore it into two small pieces, twisted it back and forth twice like a spiral, and applied it directly to both ears. plug.

The corners of He Chengfu's eyes twitched slightly as he paid attention to Ye Lan's personal safety throughout the process.

He is said to be simple and pure, with a little bit of cleverness. He is smart and witty, but he also thinks outside the box unlike normal people.

Ye Lan put the other papers neatly into one pocket like a baby, and patted the pocket where the tissues were placed with satisfaction. After finishing everything, he raised his hand, patted the non-existent dust on his hands, and finally smiled with satisfaction.

However, all his funny and childish actions were clearly seen by He Chengfu who was not far away.

Seeing that the person had left without looking back, He Chengfu ignored the joke and followed him.

Jinhai City has many cloudy days in October, and there is water on many low-lying roads. Just in time for the afternoon rush hour at Jiuzhou Hualai Snack Street, there are piles of wet footprints on the road, and many people's trousers are still wet. Thoroughly.

Some tile houses that were built for several years are covered with gecko vines. The yellowed and cracked mud brick houses have long been dilapidated by the wind and rain, and some low eaves are still dripping with water from time to time.

"Shut!" He Chengfu frowned, holding on to the wall with one hand, looking down at the soaked black suit with disdain, and said angrily, "What kind of place are these? They are dirty and shabby, and they are simply not suitable for human beings." place."

He followed Ye Lan's footsteps all the way. He originally planned to find out what Ye Lan was doing, so he followed behind him slowly. Seeing that he stopped and walked quickly, He Chengfu was confused by his sudden turn back and walking in the opposite direction.

It's better now. He hasn't found anyone and got lost halfway. He Chengfu's patience is about to be worn out.

He Chengfu pursed his lips and strode towards another turning intersection ahead.

Apart from some dead branches and leaves, abandoned bucket trucks, unused mud bricks stacked in front of the door, and some funnels used in farming, there was almost nothing moving in the quiet alleys.

Deadly silent.

He Chengfu's face suddenly turned paler.

On the other side, Ye Lan followed the man to an abandoned farmyard.

She originally planned to go home after eating and drinking, take a good bath, lie down on the bed and be done with it.

Oddly enough, someone just doesn't get what she wants.

The man looked around furtively, then quietly took out the key and opened the door.

Ye Lan, who was not far away, hid himself in the corner and pressed his back against the wall. Ye Lan pretended to meow as a cat and kept paying attention to the movement in the farmyard behind him.

The farmhouse's courtyard is located in the middle, and it is also the only courtyard in the surrounding area that uses fire bricks. On both sides are mud brick bungalows, located diagonally to the left and right of the farmyard.

Ye Lan hid in the corner of the mud-brick house on the right, memorizing the surrounding terrain in his mind.

After a while, Ye Lan noticed that there was no movement behind the wall, and cautiously sneaked into the farmyard.

Good guy.

All the doors in the farmyard have been locked, not even a fly can fly in.

Ye Lan frowned, her mind and eyes kept turning, and finally she casually glanced at the chimney not far from the eaves, and she suddenly smiled.

***

"Team Lu, look at this document forwarded from the Kyushu Police Department."

Xu Haitao handed the file exported by Lin Yanjun on his computer to Lu Kuoshan who was sitting in the office, and said in a deep voice, "Lian Xiaoqian's social network was very simple during her lifetime, but according to our previous visits, she did resemble a woman named Liang Huanhuan. .”

Lu Kuoshan raised his eyebrows, looked at Xu Haitao quietly with his dark eyes, and asked, "Tell me their general opinion, and what specific aspects do you mean?"

Xu Haitao smiled awkwardly and explained, "Some people say that their life experiences were exactly the same when they were alive."

"Liang Huanhuan, female, 30 years old, married, from Hengchun, City B. According to our in-depth investigation, the local Hengchun court issued a divorce cooling-off period judgment on January 12 this year." Lu Kuoshan also recalled the day before yesterday The scene in the conference room made him doubt the possibility.

"Check." Lu Kuoshan directly gave the order.

Xu Haitao took the order to investigate.

Half an hour later, Lin Yanjun knocked on Lu Kuoshan's office door with a large stack of paper copywriting.

"Come in." Lu Kuoshan raised his head and looked at the person.

"Team Lu, Liang Huanhuan has an older sister from the same mother." Lin Yanjun sighed and placed the information compiled all morning in front of Lu Kuoshan's desk.

Lu Kuoshan's face was always serious, and he responded in a low voice, "Yes."