Chapter 756: A Tormented Night (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
Haicheng in November, late at night, long street, no one on the street, shops on both sides are closed, the street lights are dim, and it is dark in the distance, just like Gu Jingxing's heart, there is no support, fluttering.
The two packs of cigarettes on Yang Haitao's car were almost finished by him, and the smell of smoke in the carriage was almost choking, Yang Haitao didn't dare to persuade him, so he only drove the car and wandered aimlessly.
"Do you know what kind of car Han Yue came out to drive?"
"Military vehicle, military jeep, license plate number is sea 86597, army green. ”
"Then let's go to the small hotels and have a look, if there are military vehicles, it should be quite conspicuous. ”
"Hmmm......"
His hand holding the cigarette was shaking.
Yang Haitao stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "It's going to be fine, don't worry." ”
Gu Jingxing's brows furrowed into mountains and rivers, his heart was always cramping, and time passed minute by minute, he didn't know what kind of torture his Xiao Ran was suffering in a place he couldn't see, which was going to drive him crazy.
But on the contrary, the culprit fled, hiding in a place he couldn't see, and he didn't know where to vent his anger, he felt that he was powerless like this.
The fire of the cigarette almost burned the butt of the cigarette, almost burning his fingers, and he suddenly realized that he had finished smoking a cigarette again.
It was late at night, more than one o'clock, he snuffed out the butt of the cigarette, stretched out his hand and wiped his face, his eyes were full of helplessness and despair, twenty-five years of life, the first time he experienced what despair is, it was his father's car accident, and he couldn't go to college to experience the despair.
The car was still going around on the long street, and they all went in to see the large and small hotels, and they all asked, but they found nothing.
Nothing!
Gu Jingxing smashed his fist on the wall pillar at the entrance of the hotel, and the back of his hand was suddenly dripping with blood, Yang Haitao was anxious: "Jingxing, don't be like this, let's keep looking, keep looking, we will find it, we will definitely find it." ”
In the early hours of the morning, Song Ran didn't dare to sleep, the incandescent lamp above his head swayed with the wind leaking in from the window, and the man sat on the sofa in front of him, falling asleep.
She was so cold that she was unconscious, and it hurt everywhere, so painful that she wanted to just close her eyes and fall asleep completely.
There was no sound outside except the wind, and she didn't dare to sleep, so she looked around the house while the man was asleep.
The house was old, and during the day, he heard the sound of men clicking on the stairs, which looked like a bungalow.
And it's a very old bungalow.
As far as she knows, there are not many old houses in Haicheng at this age, all of which are in the urban area, mainly distributed in Tianzifang, Jing'an Road and Huaihai Road, and Changshu Road that will be demolished.
She had to wait for dawn, wait for dawn to listen to the movement outside, and then make a judgment.
The process of waiting for dawn was such a torment, on a November night, she was wearing a damp dress, it was like falling into an ice cave in the cold winter, and she shivered with the cold.
At last, in the midst of endless despair, she seemed to see the window become brighter and brighter, and the east was white, just as the darkness in her heart was dispelled little by little.
The bungalow area is surrounded by living areas, and it stands to reason that when it comes to four or five o'clock, there will be people who carry the burden to sell breakfast, buns, flatbread, fritters and soy milk, and the sound of selling will be endless, but at this time, it is ...... No, there was no sound.
It's always quiet outside, not even the sound of dogs barking, so quiet that people panic.
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