At night, the red sand was so sad that it couldn't sleep.

God, why have so many things happened recently?

Mu Dai didn't have a sure letter, Luo Ren was injured, the evil Jian was on the cheetah, and Cao Jiefang lost - yes, just before going to bed, he spread his hands and confessed to her and Cao Yanhua that Cao Jiefang was lost, and he didn't know where to go.

If it were normal, it would probably cause a stir in the bar. However, at such a burning moment, this bad news was a little unworthy of the worse news. Cao Yanhua was stunned for two seconds, and then said, "If you lose it, just throw it away. If you lose it, we can liberate it, it would be great to exchange the little master for you."

Yan Hongsha asked Cao Yanhua: "What did you just do?"

Why did you go? I found a way to go. There are cats and cats, and there are rats. Cao Yanhua actually has no way, and he doesn't want to sit there. In desperation, he went to the doctor and came up with the idea of ​​"going with each other".

I think there are organizations of all sizes that are swaying on the streets all day long, with their eyes as much as the radar searchlights. If they could get a bridge to open the road, it would be no worse than the news network from Wanfenghuo.

So Cao Yanhua went to the street to stare at Mao, and his eyes were also poisonous. He quickly asked him to find one or two "comrades" in the crowd, and first "catch Cao" with one hand. Are you trying to steal someone? Very good, I'll take you off again. After taking off your hands, I'll take you off as a gift for the meeting, and then make a request. Please be sure to pay attention: Have you seen a suspicious Southeast Asian man in this while, the point is that there is a woman with one eye blind.

Yan Hongsha was a little angry: "Cao Pangpang, didn't he say he had broken the past with one knife? He even named the chicken 'Jiefang' to remind himself, why are he getting involved with them again?"

Cao Yanhua was also angry: "What about that? I only have two eyes and two legs, and I can't find out by myself. At this time, you still care about what they do? Do you understand that everyone is picking up firewood and flames? "

...

Yan Hongsha sighed and turned over.

Something was going to happen, she thought something big must happen.

***

But there wasn't. The next day was such a peaceful day, and the third day was the same. Occasionally, someone called 10,000 according to the number on the chicken hunting notice. 10,000000000000000000000000000000000 and replied lazily: "Send a photo first and check it out, I'll check it out."

The phone hung up and never rang again.

The thread Cao Yanhua also seemed to be useless, and Yan Hongsha suspected that it might have had a counterproductive effect: in just one or two days, she heard that the two Thai guests who came to visit the ancient city were left behind. Could this be the so-called "paying more attention to the suspicious Southeast Asians" that the other party understood?

On the fourth night, Aoki Raru Ren came back.

Yan Hongsha and the others staggered the time and went to see Luo Ren. He could get out of bed and walk around, but as the doctor's advice, he tried to "rest in bed" as much as possible. His face was a little pale, and he could see that he was a little tired and didn't want to talk much. There was a computer that was turned on next to him. It was said that he was waiting for Wan Fenghuo to send him messages, and he kept his phone in his hand, occasionally looking down at what he was looking at.

This is the most painful moment. They can't do anything and can only wait.

When Yan Hongsha was leaving, he suddenly noticed that there was a necklace of Mu Dai's whistle pearl hanging around Luo Ren's neck.

If Mu Dai died, Luo Ren would have hung that necklace for the rest of his life.

Yan Hongsha was shocked by the strange thoughts that suddenly appeared: How could he have such ominous thoughts?

She stomped her feet, spat at the door a few times, raised her hand again, and slapped herself twice.

After the fight, Changshu looked up in one breath and suddenly became dumbfounded.

Aoki leaned against the railing facing the door and looked at her with a confused look on her face.

Yan Hongsha was at a loss, and he was neither explaining nor explaining. Finally, he made up his mind and walked away quickly with his head down.

Aoki kept watching her downstairs.

He probably will never be able to understand these strange friends Luo has helped.

He sighed, got up and went into the room, and asked Luo Ren: "Luo, are you okay?"

"fine."

Aoki was a little unbelievable. Later that day, he checked the surveillance in the corridor. The cheetah had a long time between entering and exiting, so he must have said a lot to Luo Ren.

"She didn't affect you too much, did she?"

Luo Ren smiled and lowered his head to type on his phone.

Is it any impact? If it were put in the past, every word of the cheetah would be enough to kill him.

But all of those can only kill his past.

He still has a future, and there is a familiar shadow in that future. Although it is vague, it is still pretty, waiting for him.

So, no matter how decayed his past is, no matter how riddled his body is, he will stand up.

The cheetah can paint his past at will, but he will not let her touch the slightest in the future.

Luo Ren let out a long sigh and sent out the edited sentence.

He asked the charlatan: "Have you arrived yet?"

***

At the back door of a small noodle restaurant, Cao Yanhua sat on the piled bricks with a gloomy face, exuding an aura called "Master".

In front of him was a young man with white hair dyed on his head, who was in his twenties, and was foolish, holding a cigarette in his mouth and spreading his hands towards him: "I can't do anything, I didn't find it, but I didn't find it. Southeast Asia also has a Asian family. Everyone is from the same continent, and they don't look as easy to distinguish as foreigners."

It is called a small noodle restaurant, but it is actually a joint place, a place to dump stolen goods and exchange places.

"Master Cao, everyone is a colleague, we have done our best. You said that you want to have an undercover investigation, and this undercover efficiency will certainly be affected... Oh, Pi San is back."

Another person who came to report on the battle situation was Pi San, with a SLR camera hanging around his neck, looking like a photographer - in fact, he couldn't even find the turn-on button anywhere, and this outfit was just a disguise. The huge camera bag on his body was pulled open, facing upwards, and the messy things fell down.

These two days, I have been familiar with Cao Yanhua after a while. Pi San greeted him: "Oh, Master Cao, I'm going to disappoint you today. I haven't met Southeast Asia."

While talking, Baimao picked up an old cashmere clip and pinched it in his hand: "Hard guy, it's not money, what kind of treasure?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, something that was neither long nor round fell down. Several more things were picked up and looked at it. He was so angry that he wanted to curse: "Isn't this sick? Why put some small wood in his wallet?"

After looking again, there were a few pieces of paper folded inside. I knew that there was little hope for money, but I still took it out.

I opened it and looked at it, and then jumped: "Damn, you have all kinds of best things these days. KFC's small receipts are hidden like treasures, so I'll be reimbursed."

KFC? Cao Yanhua raised his head, why does it sound so familiar?

He asked, "Do you still remember what that person looks like?"

Pi San replied: "I remember, I remember so much. Like a Middle Eastern man, his hair was curled and he had a pair of glasses on his nose and a non-woven bag on his back..."

Hair curly, glasses, non-woven bags...

Cao Yanhua suddenly jumped up.

This sounds like a... a charlatan.

***

The charlatan came to the ancient city? He said, just saw the little Luo Ge sending a message and asked if the charlatan had arrived.

Moreover, the charlatan has been here before, and I remember that last time he came, he seemed to go straight to... Phoenix Tower.

Cao Yanhua deliberately went around the Phoenix Tower and took a look. From a distance, he saw someone lying straight at the door of the Phoenix Tower closing business, with a non-woven bag on his head. Although it was late, there were still tourists on the road. Cao Yanhua saw that when a couple of tourists passed by, he threw two steel pounds on the ground.

It’s really… there is true love in the world.

Cao Yanhua hurried over: "Mr. God!"

Sure enough, it was the charlatan, lying solemnly. When he heard Cao Yanhua call him, he opened his eyes a little and closed it again.

"Mr. God, when did you arrive? Our little brother Luo asked about you."

"Don't talk to me, I'm indulged in love now."

"Mr. God, have you lost something?"

"I said don't talk to me, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the charlatan suddenly bounced up from the ground: "How did you know?"

Cao Yanhua silently handed over two things.

Old wallet, and an iPhone.

The charlatan almost rushed over with a "screaming" sound. The momentum was so loud that it attracted half of the street's attention. Cao Yanhua was startled, but he still asked him at any time: "Mr. Shen, did I ask you to come and help me? Do you know my little master..."

Before he finished speaking, the charlatan yelled again and hugged him in his arms: "Cao Pangpang, no! Cao Shuaishuai, you are so handsome, how do you know I lost something?"

In Cao Yanhua's mind, "Mr. God" has always been aloof and cold. Suddenly, he was so enthusiastic that he was a little confused.

"That...Mr. God..."

"Don't call me Mr. God, I want to become sworn brothers! From then on, we will become brothers of different surnames. We do not ask for birth on the same day of the same year, month of the same month, but ask for death on the same day of the same year."

This is not good, this gentleman seems to have a high seniority, Cao Yanhua stutters: "Get...Swedish?"

"Just now, right now! Yes, I have to beat a chicken first, kill the chicken's head, and make brothers! As for the chicken, I just saw a chicken that seemed to be coming..."

But when the charlatan was so excited, he took out a slingshot from the non-woven bag, and his eyes were sloping around and heading into the nearby small bushes.

Cao Yanhua picked up the non-woven bag and ran with him: "Oh, Mr. God..."

There are not many pheasants in Lijiang. Even if you see them, they are still free-ranged by residents. Just go to fight like this and you have to pay for it...

Huh...

The charlatan seemed to have found the right target, and was pulling his cheeks high, and the strings of the slingshot were tightest...

Following his gaze, Cao Yanhua was suddenly stunned.

That chicken...isn't that Cao Jiefang?

He shouted: "Wait a minute!"

It was too late, the little stone, with the sound of breaking through the air, flew towards Cao Jiefang... a tree half a meter away.
To be continued...