The night was quiet, fading away from the heat of the day. The wind rises, the wind stops.

After Wang Jian took Xiaojin out of the building, he came to the door of the garage in the community where he lived at the beginning, intending to pay the rent he owed.

There hasn't been much change here, except that the cockscomb in the flower bed has turned into cosmos, and the small public toilet where Wang Jian used to take a bath has been locked.

After asking the security guard, Wang Jian learned that Mr. Sun had died of a sudden myocardial infarction last month, and his wife naturally moved out of the community with the children.

This made Wang Jian somewhat embarrassed, in just a few months, he was separated from the old man who had the grace of knowing him and liked to play chess, Wang Jian still remembered that he owed him a pound of chicken wings, and he left quietly.

Gently pushed the door of the garage, what Wang Jian didn't expect was that the door was not closed, and he pushed it open lightly.

Wang Jian was stunned, then smiled slightly and walked in. Then he found that the small cabinet he had made himself had the garage key on it, and a small sticky note, which was already a thick layer of dust.

"People......" Wang Jian leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette: "It's really said that it's gone." ”

Xiao Jin looked up and down, and then sighed: "Yes, the first time you stewed a pot of pork ribs for me with the money you picked up, I hid in the toilet and cried for a long time." ”

"It's not picking up junk...... It is a collection of waste. Wang Jian once again took the trouble to correct: "Collecting waste is an art. ”

"Well, it's art." Xiao Jin turned around and grabbed Wang Jian's hand: "Here are the happiest memories of my life, I am especially looking forward to this year's New Year, in previous years, I used to buy a quick-frozen dumpling by myself, hiding in the house and not coming out, it feels terrible." ”

"Not anymore." Wang Jian put a hand on Xiao Jin's shoulder very casually. Then he took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a thousand yuan from it, put it on the cabinet in an orderly manner, and then pressed it with the key, and then slowly exited the room and locked the door: "Let's go...... I feel a little uncomfortable. ”

Xiao Jin hummed, then folded a few chrysanthemums from the flower bed and pressed them into the crack of the garage door, and then patted Wang Jian's arm: "Let's go back." ”

Wang Jian nodded silently, looked back at the door of the garage deeply, and then walked out slowly with Xiao Jin.

When wandering on the street, Wang Jian held Xiao Jin's hand. Neither like a couple, nor like a woman, nor like a brother or sister, but like a pervert who abducts and traffics underage girls......

Although now Wang Jian has become a person who can make others tremble all night with a stomp. But he always understood who he really was, and he never departed from his original original intention in positioning himself, so he was not lost.

"There are very few people who can do what you do." Xiao Jin smiled and said to Wang Jian: "Once people lose themselves. In the end, they will all die by their own hands. ”

Wang Jian smiled and pointed to a stall selling kebabs on the side of the road: "Do you want to eat it?" ”

"Of course! I love this one the most. Xiao Jin giggled with laughter: "Do you want to invite me?" "Please. I'm going to have a good time. It turns out that I am poor and have no time now, and I haven't eaten for a long time. Wang Jian rolled up his sleeves: "Let's go up two hundred yuan first!" ”

"It's so stingy, five hundred and five hundred!" Xiao Jin broke free of Wang Jian's hand, and then pointed to the dazzling things on the stall: "These are all inclusive!" ”

Wang Jian didn't say anything, just looked at Xiao Jin with a smile on the side. Met her from day one and then walked together to the present. She has really changed a lot, becoming more and more cute and more and more like an ordinary little girl, this achievement is counted on Wang Jian's head.

"That's right." When Xiao Jin's face was full of oil, he suddenly raised his head and said, "I don't know if Heaven will have an internal killer organization. If there were, then they would definitely go out to attack that Stuttgart and Wang Dehai. ”

"Killer organization?" Wang Jian touched his chin, but the face of a handsome guy wearing a black suit and black sunglasses and holding a silenced pistol appeared in his head: "Killer......"

"You're 007!"

Wang Jian was stunned: "Do you know what I'm thinking?" ”

"Nonsense, just look at your face and know what you're thinking." Xiao Jin pouted: "But I personally tend to have, and the ability should not be bad, and the scale will not be small, so I will call the grandmother to be careful." ”

"Hmm...... Ay? No, what do you call her? ”

"Grandma, I'm a little wife, what should I do...... Who made me so small. Xiao Jin stretched out his hands and said helplessly: "I compromised." ”

Wang Jian had a black line: "Actually, there are worry-free and A-Ling there, so there is no need to worry about it at all." Especially hassle-free ......"

This is not actually Wang Jian taking it lightly or being too conceited or anything, but this is real self-confidence, worry-free can do the true inheritance of the eighth uncle, and in Wang Jian's opinion, worry-free is definitely stronger than the eighth uncle. And who is Uncle Eight? Not to brag, she is a grandmaster-level assassin, and she is already familiar with the usual routines of assassins. Don't look at worry-free, she usually does something like a stupid big sister, but if she is allowed to put on a night suit and take an eyebrow thorn, it is equivalent to transformation.

And there's a Lingling over there......

Although Lingling's house is almost two with worry-free, she is definitely a wonder, whether it is understanding or physical quality, she is first-class, and it is definitely not bragging to be able to compete with Wang Jian in the future, she walks up ten meters as if she is playing, and when she runs horizontally on the wall, eighty percent of those who don't know think she is making a movie......

Even when she was fighting Wang Jian, she could still run to Wang Jian's arm, and then stand on top with her strength......

With these two people in the ...... Even Wang Jian felt incomprehensible, not to mention the super early warning ability of Natural Two, unless there was really a God, I am afraid that it could only be blown up with a nuclear bomb, would Heaven be qualified to use a nuclear bomb? It's obviously funny......

Just when Xiaojin was about to call Tianrener, Wang Jian's phone rang at an inopportune time, and the person who called him was actually full of red.

And the first thing Man Hong said was: "The book is lost." As soon as this sentence came out, Wang Jian sighed in his heart. Because of the school accident, he deliberately took out those books and entrusted them to the monk to keep them on his behalf, and the monk and Man Hong are a family. Keeping it for the monk is actually for Manhong, and if you keep it for them, it makes people who want to seize this book think that they can't think of such a valuable thing to be handed over to outsiders for safekeeping.

But now that Man Hong is so abrupt, he directly blinded Wang Jian......

"Where are you?" Wang Jianqiang steadied his feelings: "I will go over now." ”

"At home."

After Wang Jian finished speaking, without saying a word, he put the barbecue that he hadn't eaten and played, waved a taxi, took Xiaojin and went straight to Man Hong's small villa in the suburbs.

After arriving there, it was Man Hong who opened the door, and she staggered her body with a solemn expression to let Wang Jian and Xiaojin in: "I didn't move anything after I found out that the book was lost." There was no destruction of the scene. ”

Wang Jian nodded, and walked straight to the small room where the monk hid books, which was messy and obviously artificially tossed. But the golden Buddha that Xiao Jin gave to the monk in the room was not taken away, and the few pieces of jewelry on the table were not taken away. The only thing that was the box containing the book was opened, but the contents were gone.

Wang Jian frowned and looked at Xiao Jin. And Xiao Jin's eyes were rolling around. Suspicious clues were found everywhere in the house.

But Man Hong said next to him: "I just arrived home, and as soon as I got home, I found that someone had entered the house, and then I found that it had been stolen." ”

Man Hong said, picked up the pistol from the table next to him, skillfully unloaded the safe, and then leaned against the wall with his arms crossed: "The person who came in must have come prepared." I can't explain it to you. ”

"It's okay, I don't blame you." Wang Jian looked at the open window: "It's a master who came." ”

"Master?" Xiao Jin also leaned over and looked at Wang Jian's line of sight: "How do you know?" ”

Wang Jian snorted, stretched out his hand and pointed to a less obvious mark on the wall and said, "This footprint." It is not a trace, but a dent. ”

After hearing this, Xiao Jin really reached out and touched it: "Really! It's concave! ”

"This represents ......" Wang Jian turned his head to look at Man Hong: "This person stepped up in the air, a person with this kind of speed and strength is a master, a real master." ”

In fact, when Wang Jian found this clue, his brain was also confused all of a sudden, he didn't know what kind of person could have such an ability, there were many people who could fly and walk on the wall, but it was all light body exercises, but this kind of heavy stepping ability, it required huge strength, perfect body coordination and inhuman balance.

Any of these three points are easy to achieve, but put all three together...... Wang Jian thinks that he may be able to do it, the monk may be able to do it, and among the people who know others, there is really no one who can have this ability.

But now the monk is in the Maldives, and after dinner in the evening, he also called the monk and asked him to remember to give Man Hong a gift. He will not be able to come back at all except in a supersonic fighter jet.

Since it can't be a monk, it can't be Wang Jian himself, right...... So this time, Wang Jianke made a difficulty......

"Wait, there's a discovery here!" Xiao Jin suddenly shouted in the corner: "Come on!" ”

Wang Jian and Man Hong rushed over and found that Xiao Jin was pinching two white hairs in his hands, with a solemn expression: "Look! ”

These two white hairs do not belong to either of the Manhong monks at all, the long hairs of the Manhong head, and the monks ...... He was still used to shaving his head.

And this villa, except for Man Hong and her brother Long, it is impossible for anyone else to come over, which means that this is a private space that only belongs to the two of them. And Man Hong is a very clean person, who dusts and cleans every day, so these two hairs are undoubtedly left by the person who came in.

"At such an old age...... Wang Jian frowned: "I don't think this is a young man, judging from the roots of this hair, the owner of this hair should also be seventy years old." ”

Okay...... At the age of seventy, flying eaves and walking on the wall, he can leave a depression on the lime wall with his feet, this kind of skill, could it be Huang Zhong's reincarnation?