At night, it was the bustling time of the Las Vera casino, and Hua Ting sent Ah Yao to an old account room at the end of the corridor to rummage through the detailed ledger of all Las Villa's expenses and income in the past five years, and he was leaning on the railing of the corridor on the second floor, looking down at a large black pressed human head.

Most of the gambling tables are middle-aged and wealthy men, and there are few young boys of this age like Lu Jinnian, but unfortunately Lu Jinnian is half a head taller than her, if he wants to replace him, I am afraid that he will immediately go into trouble.

Hua Ting's pair of elite eyes swept back and forth in the casino hall a few more times, and she was either middle-aged with a big belly or less than one meter six tall, so how should she start?

Ding Sicheng's car must still be waiting outside, and once she walks out of the casino gate, there will be no way to get out.

At this point, Lu Jinnian, as always, stepped into the door of Las Vera Casino.

He has a little brother by his side today, he looks handsome, his body is thin, his face is childish, his height is about 170, only one or two centimeters taller than Hua Ting, but it is not in the way, Hua Ting immediately ordered someone to invite two people to come up.

Hua Ting only said that he was playful, but because Bai Qihong watched it closely, he had to ask the little brother next to Lu Jinnian to help disguise himself, and put a cashmere coat on him, his body seemed to be carved out of a mold, and a black felt hat of Lu Jinnian covered most of his childish face, and nothing could be seen in the night; Hua Ting immediately called the casino driver with satisfaction, and ordered him to send the distinguished customer who was wearing a cashmere coat to the train station in the southern suburbs, not in a hurry, just maintain the usual speed. This move can not only hide people's eyes, but also successfully lure Ding Sicheng to the southern suburbs, so that he can rush to Xicheng Wharf with confidence.

This trick really worked, and Hua Ting rushed to the Xicheng Wharf on the western border of Shanghai before half past nine.

A ship depicted with vermilion lines has docked on the shore, and the wharf is a scene of boiling life, and the people on board are standing on the deck looking back at the port that is about to leave, and some people are waving goodbye to those who come to see them off, and more are leaving Shanghai with their families, so there is no one to say goodbye to.

Hua Ting shuttled quickly through the crowd, her shoulder was knocked hard from behind, she turned around, and Jane was standing behind her with a simple inspector.

I was so happy that I burst into tears again.

Zhao Yiran was wearing a men's black gown, her slender neck hung slightly, and the half-length green silk was not oiled, tightly tied to her ears, pressed with a black felt hat, she said: "When I leave this time, I don't know when we will be able to meet." Her expression was cold, not at all like Zhao Yiran, who had seen before, her lips were resolute, and her nose and cheeks were frosty, but more of a reluctance to this land.

She was reluctant to leave Shanghai.

"Sister Yiran, believe me, you will come back!"

People came and went around her, and the hustle and bustle continued, Hua Tingzai carefully stared at the two young faces in front of her who needed her to go through a hundred years to meet, even though there were thousands of words in her heart that she wanted to say, she couldn't say anything.

"Hua Ting, thank you and Jian Yi." Zhao Yiran's eyes did not have half of the usual enchantment, only a sense of solitude and loneliness.

"Sister Yiran, I know that you are reluctant to leave Shanghai, but now it is just a temporary departure," Hua Ting put his eyes on the face of the inspector who never said a word, these bloodshot eyes were full of deep self-blame and regret, and he was forced to leave, it was his lifelong guilt for his grandmother, "You must believe me!" You'll be back in Shanghai one day! ”

The inspector's eyebrows moved, and he still didn't look at her, but his tone had an astringency that she had never heard before: "I don't know if I can overturn the case in the future." ”

"It's hard to say how the case was overturned." Jian Yizhen doesn't know what to say on the right occasion, isn't this sentence that it is difficult to say that it is tantamount to making matters worse?

Zhao Yiran gently grabbed one of the arms of the inspector beside him, "I don't care if the case is overturned or not, as long as you live safely, I will go wherever you go." ”

Grandma's gentleness is a cup of clear boiling water, proper and warm, for grandpa, her gentleness is a cup of hot tea, lingering to the bones, with a long aftertaste.

The inspector frowned, and a faint light appeared in his eyes, which dimmed for only a moment, hidden in these perennial waveless pupils.

Hua Ting looked into his eyes and hesitantly squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "Too ......"

"It's not too early, hurry up and get on the boat." Jian also handed back a wooden box in his hand to Zhao Yiran, and advised, "Remember, when I got over there, I saw that the person was not a good strategy to retreat, and the golden bridge was opened." ”

Zhao Yiran nodded slightly.

"Let's go."

"Goodbye, flower listening." At the corner of Zhao Yiran's lips, a gentle smile bloomed again.

"Goodbye, Sister Yiran, inspector."

Too grandpa, too grandma.

"Take care!"

As soon as the two of them raised their feet, a black muzzle pressed against Zhao Yiran's head.

The inspector's gaze froze, and his gaze slowly wandered along the wrist holding the gun to a square-lined face above the white neckline, "Director Qian." He let out a low cry.

Hua Tingshun turned his head, and the corners of the mouth of the inspector seemed to have a mysterious sneer on the corner of the mouth, and it made people not notice the momentum of the sneer; He had a square face, a military uniform on his body was meticulously smooth, his belt was tied to the seventh metal buckle, and a pair of brown leather holsters were around his waist, and the conventional M1896 Mauser military pistol in the holster was facing Zhao Yiran's head at the moment.

"Where are you going?" Director Qian's voice sounded leisurely from behind, and behind him, there were four or five young police officers in black and white police uniforms.

"What's wrong with Director Qian?" Jian Yi's tone was brisk, and his hand movements were not idle, with a usual posture of drawing a gun.

Hua Tingbian also clenched the revolver in his left pocket.

"Don't be nervous," Director Qian smiled, "I'm just asking the inspector where he's going." ”

"There's only one ship here," Jane said she was joking with, "where do you think he's going?" ”

"Shijie, are you going to flee to Beiping?"

Listening to his tone, there doesn't seem to be any hostility, and if you listen carefully, you can see that there is a cocoon of practicing guns all year round in the tiger's mouth where Director Qian holds the gun, and it is estimated that there are so many marksmanship, if you really want to take someone's life, why wait until you are so close.

"Old Qian, you know that I was wronged." This sentence of the inspector confirmed Hua Ting's conjecture.

Director Qian is not a bad person.

Sure enough, he took off his disguise, put away his gun, and took off his hat; Only then did Hua Ting see his appearance clearly, a man around 40 years old is not handsome, and his facial features are even thin, but his neat eagle eyes make people feel uncomfortable for no reason.

"It's just that you're leaving, I'm afraid I'm going to be very busy." Director Qian smiled and stuck the gun back into the holster at his waist.

Zhao Yiran breathed a sigh of relief, and Hua Ting's hand that was gripping the handle of the revolver gradually loosened his strength.

"Will you come back?" Director Qian asked lightly.

"I don't know yet." The inspector sighed, with deep helplessness and sadness in his eyes.

"That's the way of the world, just look at it." Director Qian began to comfort him.

The inspector still nodded helplessly.

"Let's go, then."

As soon as Director Qian finished saying this, several young police officers behind him became anxious: "Director Qian, this is ...... It's not a good deal. ”

"I said release people, who would dare to disobey?" Director Qian's words were just and right, and they were full of proper strength, which made Hua Ting's heart feel good.

None of the little police officers dared to speak, and looked down at the tips of their shoes.

"Alright, let's go, the ship is about to leave."

The inspector bit his lower lip hard, took the box in Zhao Yiran's hand, and said goodbye to everyone present.

From those biting lips, Hua Ting seemed to be able to understand how sad and even shameless it was to leave her hometown and go to a strange city at this time of war!

The inspector gritted his teeth and turned around, leaving hot tears uncontrollably.

However, leaving is inevitable.

They stood on the aft deck, the inspector turned his back, his eyes did not look at the Xicheng Wharf that was going away behind him, Zhao Yiran desperately waved goodbye on the deck; Hua Tingyi stretched out her hand and waved vigorously in her direction, she didn't have time to recognize her grandfather and grandmother, who would have thought that a goodbye would come so suddenly!

The sea and the sky are connected, and the moonlight in the low-hanging night is too white and desolate, and the eyes are full of sorrow.

Hua Ting was not as sad as she imagined, but her heart was empty, as if there was always something heavy hanging in her heart, and finally she was pulled away, stable and down-to-earth.

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