Because in his heart, Zheng Si had already classified this kid on the blacklist, and since he had met him, Zheng Sian didn't plan to let it go like this, not to mention, such a night is suitable for beating people.

When Zheng Si passed, the man was talking on the side of the road by a public telephone, which was different from when Zheng Si saw him in Hengwu Square, now this person changed his suit, wearing very ordinary jeans, not non-mainstream and not too fashionable, the upper body is an equally ordinary hooded sweatshirt, his voice was suppressed when he called, as if he was talking about something shady, and when chatting, his eyes still paid attention to the movements around him from time to time, if he found someone walking by, he would pause for a while, and wait for passers-by to leave before he continued, Fortunately, at this time, there were not many people walking on this path, and occasionally some people riding electric vehicles passed quickly, and there was no delay in talking on the phone.

Zheng Si stood on the fence next to him, where the street lights couldn't shine, and because of Zheng Si's own coat color, it was difficult to be noticed, and no one would pay attention to anything on the roadside fence at this time.

After listening carefully for a while, Zheng Si speculated that the person should have reached an agreement with someone, what he was going to do, and he didn't know what it was, he couldn't hear the voice on the phone, and Zheng Si didn't listen to it for long before the man hung up the phone.

There are weirdness.

This made Zheng Si, who was going to go to the dark, change his mind, and he planned to see what the kid was going to do.

After disconnecting the call, the man stood next to the public telephone for a moment, looked at the exercise watch on his wrist, and then walked towards the intersection, walking with a little irritation and apprehension. Seems to be struggling with something.

Zheng Si followed on the fence, watching the man walk out of the intersection, buy two bottles of canned beer in a small shop that was about to close, and then return to the side of the road, drinking beer against the wall, he stood in a staggered position between the two street lamps, his figure was a little blurred.

Drinking alcohol can be emboldening and, for some, even calming.

Zheng Si watched as the man drank the two cans of beer, and then leaned against the wall. Hands in pockets. Hitting the wall with his back was not very forceful, but it seemed that this way he could reduce the irritability in his heart.

The person who is hitting the wall with his back only pays attention to whether there is anyone at the intersection at both ends, perhaps because there is something in his heart. He didn't notice the gaze of the wall not far from him. The irritability in his heart made him want to take a suck on "that thing". It's a pity that because of the last comprehensive search and interrogation by the police. It made him a little timid, so he didn't usually bring those things with him, and touched his coat pocket and pants pocket. I only took out half a box of cigarettes, took them out, lit them, leaned against the wall, and smoked them one after another.

I smoked hard, I was so focused on things that I almost choked.

He took a few deep breaths and swung his fist as if to cheer himself up.

Wealth and danger are sought! Thinking of the benefits promised by the other party, the cowardice in his heart was dispelled. After doing this ticket, Xiangche beauty, why worry about it.

Zheng Si looked at the man as if he had made up his mind, did not continue to lean against the wall and smoke, raised his wrist to look at the time, and tried his best to put the last half of the cigarette on the ground, pulled up the hood behind his head to cover his head, put his hand in his coat pocket, carried his back slightly, and walked towards the intersection.

Zheng Si knew that this person was going to do something bad, so he followed closely.

The man was very familiar with this place, and he knew a few staggered paths very well, and when Zheng Si was thinking about what this person wanted to do, he saw the other party's pace quicken, walked quickly towards a place, and waited at the intersection, about three or four minutes later, a person about 1.7 meters tall, slightly chubby, with metal-framed eyes, and carrying a briefcase, looked like an ordinary office worker.

When the kid saw the person passing by, he immediately rushed over, and with a flash of cold light in his hand, he stabbed at the man.

Zheng Si, who was standing on the wall, was stunned, he didn't expect that the person who was no more than two years older than Jiao Yuan would have such courage to do such a thing!

Originally, he thought that this kid was just going to rob some unlucky guy, blackmail or blackmail, but apparently Zheng sighed and muttered about this person, which is obviously the rhythm of killing people directly.

The person who was attacked also moved, when the other party rushed over, he realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously dodged, but still injured his side waist, if it was usual, he would have a greater chance to dodge, and even the counterattack could be successful, but he was dragged and drank a lot of wine at night, and his reaction ability weakened a lot, and after the other party stabbed him just now, he hit him hard, so that the back of his head touched the wall, and now he is a little dizzy. He could see that the other party's methods were relatively rusty and indecisive, and the other party was also a little cowardly and contradictory, but after the first stab, the contradiction and hesitation were gone, and the second knife was obviously much more decisive.

The person who was attacked secretly said that it was bad as soon as he saw this posture, and just when he thought that he would not be able to do well today, the person holding the knife seemed to have been kicked vigorously, and one of them stumbled to the side.

This moment is enough for the person who is being attacked to find a chance to counterattack, even if he is not in good shape now, but after all, he has experience and can deal with it calmly.

After being kicked, the kid with the knife realized that there were still people around, and now that he obviously didn't have much chance in this situation, he ran away with the knife.

Seeing that the attacker had left, the attacked man stood in place, leaning against the wall and vigilantly watching the surroundings, looking and seeing that there was no one nearby, the attacker with the knife had fled.

Who helped me just now?

Although they do this business to make money quickly, but also take risks, it is not once or twice to be attacked, and injuries are common, however, he thought that the order he received this time was relatively simple, but he didn't expect that the more he investigated, the more wrong it became, and today I talked with the employer about the price increase, and now it seems that the price increase is still too cheap.

Zheng Si hid on the balcony on the second floor of a small building not far away, watching the man cover his waist with one hand and take out the phone from his pocket with the other.

"Hey, Liuba, my golden turtle, are you ...... in Chuhua City Yes, there's something wrong with me, can you do me a favor if you're free? The man said.

This guy is the "Golden Turtle"? Zheng sighed in surprise. Didn't this person help Yang Bo check things, how could he be stabbed here? thought of Yang Bo's face after the last phone call at the time of "triumph". Zheng Si guessed that things had probably changed, and it was more difficult, just look at the golden turtle and know now.

"I can guess who instigated it, but I'm going to find out the guy who did it." The golden turtle looked at the bloody hand covering his side waist and scolded: "Ma! ”

After hanging up the phone, the golden turtle also walked in the direction where the attacker had fled, and saw so many forks in the road, plus he had just been injured by someone, so he didn't have the heart to continue chasing, and quickly left here.

The Golden Turtle didn't see the attacker at the time. And the street lights weren't very bright at the time. The other party was wearing a hood, and there was a large shadow on his face, and he couldn't see clearly, only that he knew that he was a young man. But it is impossible to pinpoint the age of the other party. He could only speculate further based on the general shape of the other party and the heavy smell of alcohol and smoke on his body. But that's limited.

Although Asians are not as old as Europeans and Americans. There is a clear difference between domestic and foreign high school students, but that is only the majority of examples. There are exceptions. The kid who was blacklisted by Zheng Si is, although this is also a junior high school student, but now he has been persuaded to quit, even if he looks a little immature, but no one doubts that this is a ten-year-old person, and it is difficult for the golden turtle to think that it will be a junior high school "child" who attacked him.

Zheng Si saw that the golden turtle was quite calm, probably not fatally injured, and the injury was not serious, and after the golden turtle left, Zheng Si continued in the direction where the kid left just now.

There were several forks in the road, and the golden turtle might not know which way the attackers had left, but Zheng sighed that he could. Some of the residual scents in the air can't be smelled by the golden turtle, but Zheng Si is easy.

Following the scent, Zheng Sian stopped around a corner, sniffed carefully, and then walked over.

There was a garbage heap over there, mixed with all kinds of stench, but Zheng Si still could distinguish a trace of fresh blood from it.

Although the golden turtle was not seriously injured, it also bled and the knife was stained with blood.

When Zheng Si passed, he saw a hooded sweatshirt thrown in the garbage heap, in addition to the sweatshirt, Zheng Si found the bloodstained folding knife, as well as the watch that the kid had wore, and there was also a little blood stain on the strap of the watch.

Looking around, there was no one, Zheng Si wrapped the knife and watch with the sweatshirt, and then hid the sweatshirt in a shed built by an old residential building with miscellaneous items, where it looked like no one had entered for a long time, and no one would find it if it was placed there for the time being.

Zheng Si didn't know how long it would take for the golden turtle to find out the identity of the attacker, he hid the evidence first, and every day there was a garbage cleaning truck passing by, and if the evidence was thrown into the garbage heap, it would disappear tomorrow morning.

Because he rummaged in the garbage heap, Zheng Si could still smell the smell of garbage on his body when he went home, and there were some unknown liquids from the garbage heap stuck to his limbs.

When passing by the community, Zheng Si took advantage of the community's outdoor water pipe to wash casually, and the slightly cool water and the night wind made Zheng Si shiver. It's better to hurry back and take a hot shower, otherwise you will probably catch a cold.

In the next few days, Zheng Si went to "Triumph" a few times, and he found that Yang Bo went over to drink almost every night, sometimes pulling people over, sometimes by himself. Zheng Si squeezed in cheekily, Yang Bo didn't say anything when he looked at Zheng Si, and even regarded Zheng Si as the only most suitable listener, scolding Zheng Si at him Lao Tzu and some people.

Once Zheng Si took advantage of Yang Bo's toilet to go to the toilet, flipped through Yang Bo's mobile phone communication and wrote down the phone number of the golden turtle.

The phone number of people like the golden turtle is basically not fixed, the so-called shooting to change the place, they are doing a ticket to change the mobile phone number, just like "six or eight", the mobile phone is not fixed, and the mailbox speaks.

Over there, the golden turtle was talking to Liuba, who had finally been pulled over to discuss help, when the mobile phone vibrate, and when he took it out and looked at it, the smile on his face faded.

"What's wrong?" Six-eight questions.

The Golden Turtle handed the phone over, "Take a look." ”

Liuba took the phone, he didn't pay attention to the content of the text message at first glance, but stared at the number of the four six, and his smile deepened, "I did it." (To be continued.) )