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Wen Qianyi had a ghostly expression at this time, his eyes were round, and he didn't know what to say for a long time.

Huifeng?

Food City?

Traders in Yunyang City especially like the word Huifeng, a street from the beginning to the end, you can see at least three places called Huifeng xx. Whether it's a roast duck shop, men's clothing or a foot massage, it seems that using the name Huifeng is really affordable and bumper.

If it was before, Wen Qian would only complain about the store's ability to name when he heard this name, and the worst mood would be just boredom.

But now it's different.

"Huifeng...... Food City?" Wen Qianyi's face turned pale.

Again, again, he asked.

"The ...... not so long ago News?"

Zhang Yao hung up the phone a long time ago, not that she took the initiative to hang up, but that the girl named Chen Yuanyuan over there was more distressed about the phone bill, after all, she was still a high school student, and she usually didn't have much pocket money, not to mention the amount of money spent on the phone, every one of them had to be carefully calculated.

It was the first time she had seen Wen Qianyi like this.

It's the first time I've seen someone who can perfectly interpret the word called "creepy".

He should go to apply for Chinese opera, not the so-called 985 Tunghai University.

Zhang Yao was a little unhappy in her heart.

This ghostly expression really spoiled the beautiful image of this handsome boy in her heart. A little girl's nameless anger gushed out, and with a snort, she threw down a sentence and ignored Wen Qianyi, and walked quickly in front.

"Don't you have a mobile phone, go to Baidu by yourself. ”

Wen Qian also woke up from a dream, and hurriedly took out a copycat mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

He did the simple action of pulling out his mobile phone three times, not only was he nervous, he felt that his arms were as soft as noodles, and he felt an unbearable soreness when he lifted his strength slightly.

With his knowledge of high school biology, he knew that this was the result of a large buildup of lactic acid in his muscles.

Ninety-nine percent of the lactate in his body comes from strenuous exercise, but in his mind, before waking up from a dream on the bus, a large memory seems to be missing.

That long dream, hidden in the deepest part of the memory cell at this time, is still a little blurry even if I try to recall it.

There is only one thing that Wen Qian will never forget, the terrible number "4931" still lingers in his mind, like a mark, reminding him of the terrible experience that ended with countless deaths.

Open the java version of the little squirrel browser, enter keywords such as "Yunyang City", "Huifeng", "explosion", he just wanted to click the search button, but his finger hesitated in mid-air.

"Let's go, what are you doing in a daze!"

Zhang Yao's crisp girlish voice came from not far away, and she stood at the main entrance of the city library and beckoned to Wen Qianyi.

The shop in front of the city library is installing a new signboard with a six- or seven-meter-high scaffolding.

Wen Qian exhaled slowly, and he put his phone back in his pocket. He wiped his face with his hand, covered in cold sweat.

"Here it is. ”

Faced with that horrific memory, he chose to escape for a short time with great unmanliness.

Rubble flew into the eye and the brain cracked......

The stainless steel cutlery hit the throat, the arteries ruptured, and blood sprayed out......

Countless classic accidental deaths in American horror movies, Wen Qian has almost experienced the "family bucket" package at that small explosion scene. His fragile nerves are about to collapse at any moment, not because of weakness, but because of the instinctive reaction of human beings in the face of unknown dangers.

"Wait......"

Wen Qian also stared down at the black ant nest on the ground, and muttered to himself.

"Hey!"

Seeing that Wen Qianyi was still standing in place and not moving, Zhang Yao pouted, and suddenly had a mischievous mind, pulled out a piece of scratch paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it at Wen Qianyi.

Wen Qianyi still walked forward with his head down, still struggling and hesitating in his heart, he didn't know what he was afraid of.

It's just a dream......

There was a slight thumping sensation in his palm, and he looked up to find himself raising his right hand with a crumpled ball of paper in his palm. He stared at the paper ball, suddenly frozen.

When did this thing appear in your hands?

Zhang Yao looked at Wen Qianyi in surprise, from her perspective she could be 100% sure that Wen Qianyi had been staring at the ground all the time, and she definitely didn't see her paper ball prank, could it be that this handsome guy had eyes on his head?

Before she could speak, an exclamation suddenly came from the scaffold of the shop next to her.

"Oh hey, be careful—"

Wen Qian was still immersed in thinking about bowing his head, and subconsciously raised his left hand suddenly, like a mosquito, relying on the strength of his finger joints to knock on the side of the falling claw hammer, the angle and force were accurate to the extreme, even the slightest deviation would hurt himself.

The trajectory of the hammer's fall has deviated.

When-

The claw hammer fell less than two or three centimeters below his right foot, smashing a small crack in the red brick on the ground. With a click, the wooden hammer handle tilted and landed gently on the blue sneakers.

Wen Qian didn't even glance at the claw hammer, nor did he blame the initiator, he was still staring at the paper ball in his palm and muttering.

Why did this paper ball suddenly run into his hands?

The shouts of a middle-aged man came from overhead.

"Little brother, I'm sorry, I didn't hold anything with my hand just now, are you okay?" The decoration worker is called Wang Jinshui, rubbing his hands and looking at Wen Qianyi apologetically.

Wen Qian also looked up and stared at him suspiciously.

Before Wen Qianyi could answer, Zhang Yao trotted over, pointed at Wang Jinshui with one hand, and said angrily: "You are too careless!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Wang Jinshui knew that he was at a loss, he smiled, and didn't refute but apologized.

His eyes didn't fall on Zhang Yao or Wen Qianyi, but glanced at the hammer on the ground from time to time, as if he cared.

Zhang Yao glared at Wang Jinshui, took Wen Qianyi's hand angrily, and dragged him in the direction of the main entrance of the city library.

Wang Jinshui patiently watched them walk into the revolving door, and then slowly climbed down from the scaffolding. Adults in society always have their own set of rules for doing things, this kind of thing is lost to meet students, students have little social experience has always been very good at talking, otherwise, he will inevitably be scolded, and even have to lose a small amount of money.

"It's okay. He smacked his lips and bent down to pick up the claw hammer on the ground.

As soon as he raised his hand, there was a few clicks, and the iron head of the claw hammer shattered into several pieces.

He glared, staring blankly at the bare stick in his hand, then at the metal debris on the ground, gasping.

This is an industrial-grade chromium-molybdenum steel hammerhead, which can be expensive for a few hundred yuan in the hardware tool market, and normally speaking, it will not be a problem to use it for twenty or thirty years......

Can this thing shatter if it falls to the ground?

Wang Jinshui was distressed and didn't notice the impact marks on a piece of debris on the side.

"Hell yes. ”

At this moment in Yunyang City, many people are hanging this mantra on their lips, muttering in their hearts, and there is a strange feeling of being evil.

Even if Liu Xuejia is a high-achieving student who graduated from Dongyang University of Communication and Communication, even if she is a well-behaved girl recognized by everyone on weekdays, it is inevitable that she will burst into a foul language that is not painful at this time.

"Hell ......"

She leaned back in a chair at the Quanshui police station, her eyes fixed on the blazing lamp on the ceiling, and there was no trace of a lady.

The expensive ETAM women's clothing on her body was full of blackened marks at this time, as if she had just escaped from the battlefield.

It's almost an escape from the battlefield.

Liu Xuejia recalled the thrilling encounter in Huifeng Food City, and still had a feeling of panic at this time. The explosion scene of pots and pans going up to the sky together, when you are in it, is really no different from artillery bombardment.

"Jiajia, I heard that at the small meeting just now, Editor-in-Chief Li mentioned your name several times. Wang Kaiqiao is Liu Xuejia's alumnus and colleague, compared to Liu Xuejia's youth and beauty, she is just an ordinary older woman.

She glanced at Liu Xuejia deeply and congratulated: "The editor-in-chief is very satisfied with the pictures you took with your mobile phone at the scene. ”

Liu Xuejia smiled reluctantly.

Wang Kaiqiao said: "But you are really bold, you still don't forget your work as a reporter when it is so dangerous." I saw the photos from the scene...... It is said that it was a series of explosions caused by a gas leak, and it is too scary. The relevant departments must investigate the responsibility, and the editor-in-chief Li means that we should continue to follow up on the interview, and it is best to find any key evidence......"

Liu Xuejia couldn't listen to the latter words......

She stared at the ceiling in confusion, her mind still lingering on the figure in the blue school uniform.

A policeman walked in, smiled kindly at Liu Xuejia, and said, "Hello, Ms. Liu, Captain He is waiting for you in room 203." We need to make a simple note, sorry for you!"

Liu Xuejia exhaled slowly, held his forehead with his hand, and swayed to the door of 203.

Pushing open the door, there was a man with a Chinese face with neat short hair combed in front of the desk, who looked shrewd and capable, and there was a bit of a military atmosphere in his gestures.

"Hello Reporter Liu, I have a few questions about the explosion of Huifeng Food City, I want to confirm with you. ”

He Zilong, that is, Captain He, he found out the on-site surveillance video at the first time, at first just to figure out the ins and outs of the matter, it is best to get rid of human relationships, otherwise it will increase the crime rate in the jurisdiction...... Fortunately, no signs of man-made resemblance were found.

In other words, after excluding the human relationship, this matter has nothing to do with the Quanshui Police Station. Just pass the scene, even if you deal with it.

But He Zilong was too curious.

He threw out the doubts in his heart: "Reporter Liu, have you accepted it...... Well...... Bodyguard training, or something like that?"

"Nope. Liu Xuejia replied honestly.

He Zilong held back for a long time before he took the liberty of asking, "Then why, you have nothing to do?"

Oh, yes.

Everyone was puzzled, almost everyone in Huifeng Food City was injured in a small way, and reporter Liu near the center of the explosion ...... Except for being a little embarrassed by the fire, it is like being possessed by a god, and even the corners of his clothes are not broken!

"No surveillance footage?" Liu Xuejia asked suddenly.

He Zilong shrugged and said, "Monitor the dead end." ”

I don't know why, Liu Xuejia felt a lot more relaxed in her heart, she pulled the hair on her forehead behind her ears, and her charming feminine atmosphere made Captain He a little unable to take his eyes off.

"Good luck. She smiled.