Chapter 69: The Healer (5)
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"Yes. "Probably because of her sky-high shoes, the woman looks a few centimeters taller than in the cold season.
With that, the woman straightened up, thought for a moment, walked in front of Leng Ji, squinted, lowered her head slightly and looked at Leng Ji, looking at her delicate face.
Seeing the woman's eyes scanning her face, Leng Ji frowned, unable to guess her purpose, so she could only maintain her status quo quietly, but she always unconsciously leaned back a little, revealing a little defensive posture.
Suddenly, the woman took a slow puff of smoke into the cold season's nose.
The cold season immediately took a big step back, but it could not keep up with the speed of the smoke, and the strong smell of smoke rushed straight to the nose of the cold season.
The body reactively couldn't help but cover his mouth, coughed twice, and then looked up, and when Leng Ji saw the woman in front of him, he wanted to curse when he opened his mouth.
The cold season does not resist the smell of smoke, but being teased so contemptuously makes the cold season a bit hot.
"He's the only doctor here," the woman spoke before she could speak, and she was talking about what Cold Season wanted to know. "No one doesn't know him. β
"Say something useful. Frowning, if it had been just now, Leng Ji might have let her finish talking first, but now, Leng Ji didn't want to talk nonsense with her at all.
"And what do you want to know?" the woman took another drag on her cigarette and looked back at the cold season.
This time, Leng Ji learned to be smart, and immediately took a step back, staring vigilantly, the woman in front of him.
"His life experience, origin" Seeing the action of the cold season, the woman chuckled. Suddenly, Leng Ji felt that his behavior was really naΓ―ve. "Background, etc......"
"And ......" Leng Ji rolled her eyes in her heart, thought about it, and decided not to care about her anymore. "Is he Wang Yun's son after all? β
"En......" Her eyes unconsciously looked to the right, and the woman thought for a moment before answering. "Indeed. β
"Then Wang Yun is the one who was publicly executed in City A yesterday?"
"Yes. He nodded.
Then it seems that Wang Chuan is really the son of Lao Wang?
So why did he hide his strength, and if he saw it right, then what was his purpose?
Leng Ji couldn't help but wonder if the woman in front of him was the one Wang Chuan had found.
After thinking about it a few times, Leng Ji realized that his guess was not reliable, after all, Wang Chuan did not have any motive to do this.
Even if you don't believe him, it won't affect him anything.
Seeing that Leng Ji didn't speak, the woman thought she was waiting for her answer.
"As for the rest......" Holding her chin and thinking for a while, the woman stretched out her right hand, rubbing her thumb and forefinger against each other, making a gesture asking for money.
"Then do you know or don't know?" Leng Ji sneered, not like dealing with such continuous blackmail as a woman.
"I may not know everything," the woman stroked her hair, "but I can take you to meet everyone who knows everything." β
"Your old bustard?" just now the woman didn't take herself to her, daring to love because the price she paid was low?
"Yes. The woman nodded in agreement as she continued to fiddle with her fingers in the cold season, motioning for her to offer a higher price.
"She's the head of the news traffickers in your district?" Leng Ji asked, ignoring her gestures.
"yes...... Do you want to see it, why do you ask so much?" the woman said with a frown of extreme impatience and staring at the cold season.
In the cold season, he took out a red coin from his coat, and the words 1000 were also printed with dark red paint next to the anti-counterfeiting logo.
It feels so good.
In the end of the world, I haven't touched this new banknote for a long time.
Before the cold season could be handed out, the woman snatched the coin and pulled the paper twice with a grin, the tough feel and frosted paper blooming between her fingers.
Putting the coin in front of her eyes, the woman looked vigorously at the blank space, and through the light, she vaguely saw a number 1000 appearing on the paper.
Rolled her eyes, the cold season didn't bother her, and when she finished laughing at herself and returned to normal, the cold season continued to walk over without hurry.
I don't know where I'll go, the cold season just followed her step by step, out of the alley, through more dense streets and alleys, next to each alley, there are a few people sitting under the eaves, smoking cigarettes in twos and threes, playing cards there by the lights.
Beige lights spilled down from the street lamps, illuminating a large area of the ground. In the cold season, you can clearly see that your shadow switches back and forth between each lamp, one will be stretched, the other will be compressed, shuttling through each bright area.
The woman walking in front of her, still holding the two banknotes she had just given in the cold season, looked complacent, and her happy mood made her steps more brisk.
The two coins just given were naturally not in the cold season. Although the cold season is not poor, it is definitely not to the point where you can take out several pieces of 1,000 yuan at hand, at most, only when you receive the payment at the end of the month, there are only 1,000 or hundreds in your pocket.
The coat is Yi's, so the money is naturally Yi's. I've been entangled by Yi before, and I've been in trouble, so I don't have time to think about Yi's origin.
It is only known that he is the captain of a detachment of the alliance.
Nothing else is known.
But a little unexpectedly, he actually put the money in his pocket and gave it to the cold season.
Come to think of it, the money is stuffed so easily, it is estimated that it is also a good commodity with no shortage of money.
Naturally, it's not that the people of the alliance are so rich, otherwise the people in City A would have run out of the alliance a long time ago.
In this way, it seems that this Yi is at least mixing well in the alliance, and it is likely that he is still a second-generation official.
Thinking about it, Leng Ji couldn't figure out why he was obsessed with following him.
If it's just for the task, then he can go back to the errand even if he doesn't have to work so hard, at most he can find a decent excuse to deal with it, why bother to follow him so hard for a whole day.
Sighed, I really couldn't figure it out. At the same time, I am a little glad that he is not here now, otherwise, I would have to find a way to deal with him.
I have to take his money to go around the black market, and I guess I can find a lot of good things.
Thinking about Yi's affairs, Leng Ji didn't notice that he had passed through the narrow alleys and alleys of all sizes and came to a house that didn't look damaged on the outside.
What stood out from the dark and dilapidated houses around it was not only its intact appearance, but also its brightly lit appearance.
In the silent night of the town, there is unexpectedly such a house, in the spring light, the neon lights flickering non-stop.