It was still some way from the school gate, and I saw a certain ice mound standing there waiting for me in the distance.

Seeing him standing there, I couldn't help but secretly curse to myself: I don't know how long I've been waiting for this product? I didn't dare to delay, and quickly ran over.

When I got closer, I couldn't help but feel a little sluggish. Bing Cube Ling did not wear the pair of gold wire glasses on his face, but wore a pair of sunglasses, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt on his upper body, his body was well-proportioned, slightly thin, the top button of the shirt was not tied, faintly exposing his collarbones, and his two arms were exposed, which was a little scary; he was wearing a pair of black loose leggings, a pair of black military canvas shoes on his feet, a black backpack on his back, his hands were diagonally in his trouser pockets, and he was standing lazily in the sun, clean like a white marble statue.

Look at myself again - my short hair is neatly buttoned up on my head, my thin hemp body is dressed in a light gray tracksuit, and I am wearing a pair of pure white Air Force One on my feet, although I also carry a backpack, but I am like a model on that guy, and I am like a turtle shell.

Standing with him is like a big star going out, and I am the little attendant who follows him to bring him tea and water, pinch his waist and beat his legs.

While screaming in my heart about the unfairness of the Creator, I said to the guy, "It's here, let's go?"

He tilted his head slightly, took off his sunglasses, revealed those deep eyes, glanced at me, and then turned and walked out on his own.

Ignoring Lao Tzu? Looking at Ya's back, the nerves that I was amazed by him just now were instantly filled with cells that wanted to beat him, and I cursed in my heart: You are handsome, tm is amazing, you have the ability to brush your face wherever you go?

Walking out of the school gate, he flagged down a taxi, and we got into it.

"Where are you two?" asked the driver.

"The train station. Bing Cube Ling said lightly.

"Alright, let's go. The driver smiled and said, then started the car and went straight to the train station.

After almost forty minutes, we finally arrived at the train station.

Along the way, Bing Cuo Ling and I didn't pay attention to each other: he was too lazy to talk, I hated him so much that my teeth itched, and I was a little afraid of him, so I simply didn't talk to him.

It wasn't until I got to the station to get my ticket that he asked for my ID.

He bought the ticket at 9 o'clock in the evening, and it was still early, and I didn't eat in the morning, but my stomach began to bark again, and I didn't know that I thought I had eaten a toad.

We sat on the stool at the train station, I raised my hand and looked at my watch, it was only eight o'clock in the morning, I thought in my heart that I would go to eat something first, and then go to the Russian trading house to buy some gadgets for the king, after all, in Beijing I still have to rely on his boy to help, and it is the first time to face the foundation, it is always a little bad to go empty-handed. But looking at Bing Cube Ling, he is going to sit until dark, and my heart is crossed, if he doesn't go, it's a big deal that I'll go by myself.

"Hey, it's going to be that long, let's go to Central Street, shall we?" I said to Bing Culin.

Bing Cube raised his eyebrows, I thought he was going to reject me, but I didn't expect him to spit out two words: "Whatever." ”

I thought I was hungry and had some auditory hallucinations, but when I saw him get up and walk out of the train station, I reacted and hurried out.

After a bus, we arrived at Central Street.

Harbin's Central Street is the most famous attraction here, and if you don't go around Central Street in Harbin, it is equivalent to a trip for nothing.

Zhongyang Street is a commercial pedestrian street, founded in 1900, from the flood control memorial tower square on the riverside in the north to Xinyang Square in the south, with a length of 1,400 meters. The street architecture includes Renaissance, Baroque and other styles of architecture. The most legendary is those floor tiles, which were designed and supervised by the Russian engineer Kom Lashok in 1924, it is said that those floor tiles are 18 cm long and 10 cm wide on the surface, which is no different from ordinary floor tiles, but the height of standing in the ground is as long as 20~30 cm, and it is still solid and heavy after more than a century.

Bing Cu Ling and I got off the train at the northernmost Flood Control Memorial Tower station, we ate something first, and dealt with the "toad" in my stomach, and then I bought some food and water, ready to eat in the car - of course, these things were carried by the ice mound, but the strange thing was that this guy didn't say anything, and obediently gave me a little sidekick, and I couldn't help but balance a little bit in my heart.

Then, I picked out a small and elaborate mirror for Wang Quan in the souvenir shop by the river, and just as I was about to pay, Bingcube Ling touched me.

"What's wrong?" I looked up at him as I finished paying, only to see him staring intently at a spot by the river. I felt that something was wrong, so I quickly looked over, but I was short-sighted, and I couldn't see anything clearly, so I could only vaguely see a lot of people standing by the river, and there seemed to be something floating faintly on the river!

Bing Cuo Ling immediately rushed out of the souvenir shop and ran towards the river, and I rushed out after him.

He ran very fast, but fortunately the souvenir shop was not far from the river, otherwise I would have lost him.

Ice cube Ling ran to the river and stopped, I stood beside him panting, and looked at the thing floating on the river - the wind was not very strong today, and the river was very calm, so the extra thing seemed very abrupt, and when it sank and floated, I finally saw what it was, it was a corpse!

I stood there in surprise and looked up at Bing Culin, who was still expressionless, but felt a little cold in his breath.

There are also many people around who don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement, they all looked at the corpse in the river curiously, and there were many discussions, and some people had already taken out their phones and called the police.

By this time, several ships had already headed for the body, ready to retrieve it. I saw that the boats tossed for a while, and then they salvaged the corpse and sailed to the shore.

When we got to the shore, the people on the boat put the body on the shore, and many good people on the shore immediately gathered around to see it—including me and Bing Culin.

The person who salvaged the body seemed to be a staff member by the river, and they immediately gathered around the corpse to prevent people from approaching, and a person who seemed to be their head frowned and made a phone call, presumably calling the police.

Bing Cu Ling and I finally squeezed into the middle of the crowd, he was tall, and saw the appearance of the corpse, and then, I saw that his brows, which were originally expressionless, wrinkled slightly, and it took a while to return to his original state.

I felt something wrong in my heart: this guy doesn't look like some kind of compassionate person, it is impossible to see a corpse casually with this expression, there must be something wrong with that corpse!

Unfortunately, I was too short to see anything, so I could only squeeze forward as hard as I could, and at last I saw the corpse - but strangely, it was a somewhat blackened corpse, and it had been dead for more than a day or two, but the corpse itself was dry, covered with rags, and looked like a man. I couldn't help but wonder: how could it be possible not to be swollen while soaking in the river? I looked at the corpse carefully, looked at the corpse's mouth, and suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind that made me feel incredible: this corpse ...... It's the madman who disappeared in the underground base!

I hurriedly and carefully looked at the characteristics of the corpse: around 180, the teeth were rotten badly, and the body was a little rickety...... There must be that madman!

I was speechless in surprise, and my body trembled slightly, how could that madman appear here!

Just as I was puzzled, the sound of sirens came from outside the crowd. At this time, I felt a strong force coming from my arm, and I was startled, and I fixed my eyes to see that it was Bing Cube Ling.

He half-dragged me out of the crowd, and at this time, the police began to disperse the crowd and set up a cordon around the corpse.

Bing Ling dragged me a long way before I let go of my arm, and by this time my mind had been messed up with by the corpse.

"Do you know what's going on?" I asked, a little irritated.

"He was killed. Bing Cube Ling said lightly, and his voice could not be heard undulating.

I couldn't help but shudder: Someone killed him? He obviously disappeared under our noses, and now he is here again, so who is the person who killed this madman?