After changing clothes, Carambola Creek did not return to the hospital, she took out her bicycle and a book, cycled around the other road, stopped at a small noodle restaurant opposite the hospital, ordered a bowl of clear soup noodles, and ate slowly while flipping through a book.

While eating, my attention was released.

Finding that ancient star map, except for some more virtual stars on the 33rd floor, did not bring her a trace of star power, but after she touched those stars and saw a period of illusions, the scope of her attention expanded a lot...... Consciousness, to be exact.

This word, which should have appeared in the fantasy, appeared in her mind after the ancient star map entered the 33rd floor, but she still didn't know the origin of the 33rd floor, nor did she know the principle of the appearance of these star powers.

Now, she could not only hear voices within a radius of five hundred meters, but she could also see.

A bowl of noodles and half an hour of eating.

Carambola Creek did not leave immediately, but continued to read.

There were not many customers in the small noodle restaurant, and the boss noticed the star fruit stream, and when he saw her book, he not only did not rush people, but served her a cup of hot water.

It's getting dark.

The old clock on the wall pointed to six o'clock.

The two public security comrades before finally left, and after a while, Zheng Sanmei also hurried out.

Qu Xiu'e's figure appeared by the window of Yang Ziya's ward.

As soon as Carambola Creek looked up, she saw it.

Qu Xiu'e glanced at it and shrank back.

Carambola Creek paid the money and said goodbye and left.

She didn't follow Zheng Sanmei's route, as if she was just passing by here and eating a bowl of noodles, and now she is going home, but the road she chose is in the same direction as Zheng Sanmei's way home.

Zheng Sanmei walked very fast, and from time to time she had to look back, her steps were a little hasty, as if she had found something to be afraid of.

Carambola Creek rode slowly, "watching" Zheng Sanmei's movements with two minds.

The Ling family are all regular workers in the food factory, so they all live in the family home of the workers in the food factory.

Originally, there was a straight line from the hospital to the family home, but Zheng Sanmei made a big detour.

When passing through a desperate alley, Zheng Sanmei stopped, looked around like a thief, and then ran in and knocked on the back door of a house.

Carambola Creek immediately put away the bicycle, found a yard where no one was around, went over the wall at the front door and went out at the back, and then entered the 33rd floor at the corner of the alley.

Her movements were too fast, and Zheng Sanmei was nervous about something, so she didn't notice the movement behind her at all.

It took a while for the door to open.

A man came out of it.

Zhang Weiwen!

Carambola Creek looked at the screenshots that appeared in the void and was so shocked that she almost screamed.

"I did what you asked me to do, but that dead girl was too slippery, and I couldn't keep her. Zheng Sanmei saw Zhang Weiwen and hurriedly replied, "I have really tried my best, please, let go of my family A Peng, okay? He can have today's job, it's not easy, please." ”

"Come in. Zhang Weiwen pulled Zheng Sanmei in, looked outside vigilantly, and then closed the door.

There are only closed doors on the screenshot.

Carambola Creek closed her eyes and tried to see with her divine sense.

Sure enough, I "saw" the situation inside.

In addition to Zhang Weiwen, there were three other people upstairs, one of whom was Ling Peng.

He was gagged and thrown in the corner, staring at a man and a woman rolling hot on the bed with tears on his face.

Zhang Weiwen didn't seem to hear it, stared at Zheng Sanmei with gloomy eyes and said, "I said that if you want him to be okay, you have to help us do good things." ”

"I can try again, please forgive me a few days, please. Zheng Sanmei was so anxious that her tears fell, and as soon as her knees were weak, she knelt down at Zhang Weiwen, "As long as you let my son go, you can let me do anything." ”

"Okay, for the sake of your sincerity, then I'll give you another chance. ”

Zhang Weiwen looked at Zheng Sanmei condescendingly and laughed.

"Within ten days, no matter what method you use, you will ruin the reputation of the dead girl and her surname Xia, of course, if you can get that dead girl to me, I promise that I will not only release your son, but also forgive him all debts, and even ...... How about making him the factory director?"

Carambola Creek "looked" here and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Why did she think they were talking about the dead girl?

Also, this Zhang Weiwen won't be a white person pretending to be again, right?

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