Fu Jun bent down, first turned the corners of the skirt to the waist and tied it tightly, then re-tied the boot laces, and finally tied the cuffs and waist of the coarse cloth shirt on his body firmly, and then climbed the ladder and climbed up step by step.

As we got closer to the wall, the sound outside became clearer. Fu Jun seemed to hear someone talking, and there seemed to be the woman's voice among them. She was immediately in her spirits, and slowed her steps, but quickened her way up the ladder, and soon reached the top of the wall.

At this time, the clouds break through and the moon rises, and the light is brighter than Fangcai. Fu Jun was afraid that he would show his face, so he hid his head in the branches of the big tree on the side, and only looked out of the wall with only a pair of eyes.

She stared at the end of the alley, but saw that the Qian Bao on the ground was gone, and a pair of feet wearing green silk cotton shoes were exposed at the base of the wall, with the tips facing upward, and the person wearing the shoes should be lying on his back on the ground. Fu Jun remembered that the woman was wearing these shoes.

In addition, in the shadow of the base of the wall, there were bystanders, and the faint voice of speech was faintly heard.

First, a very cold man's voice said, "...... Where's Qian Bao...... Who hit it...... Clear......"

Although there were only a few words, Fu Jun understood one thing. The man named Qian Bao seems to have run away, and his accomplices are looking for him.

The woman spoke a long sentence hurriedly, and her voice was so low that Fu Jun couldn't hear a word.

Then the cold male voice said, "...... Got on the road...... Person...... Ran ......"

Fu Jun pricked up his ears and tried his best to distinguish the voice, but what came over was only a few words, and it could not be combined into a complete sentence at all.

The woman seemed to say something again, but the cold voice did not speak again. After a while, the woman suddenly snorted, and the voice was very short, as if it were in her throat. Fu Jun saw the woman's feet twitch a few times in the moonlight, and then tilted to the sides and never moved again.

Fu Jun's eyes widened. Looking at the shadow under the corner, I hope that the people in the shadows will come out soon.

However, the cold-voiced man seemed to be invisible, and there was no more sound. Fu Jun waited for a while. I couldn't help but want to lean out and look.

Almost at the same time as Fu Jun got up, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came, stopping her movements, and then the entire sky lit up, and the dazzling orange light broke through the darkness. It illuminates Fu Jun's eyes, and also illuminates a qiē outside the wall.

It's a firework, a beautiful firework that blooms brightly at night.

This brilliant moment dispelled all the darkness. The man who was cowering in the shadow at the base of the wall also raised his head at this moment and glanced at the sky. On that face illuminated by fireworks, there were a pair of eyes of different sizes, and at this moment, those eyes were surging with yin and fierceness.

Fu Jun shrank his head and didn't dare to move. Only blinking and staring at the intersection.

She saw a man running from the corner of the road, holding the beaded flower she had lost, pointing in that direction and saying something.

She also saw that the gloomy man looked at the beaded flower suspiciously, and then cast his gaze on the alley, as if hesitating.

Finally she saw another man, but he walked under the wall opposite her. Under the reflection of the fireworks, Fu Jun could see the wooden beads in the man's hand clearly. And the person who found the bead flower also took a few beads from the coat. The gloomy man finally set his sights on another path.

When the group finally disappeared at the intersection, Fu Jun was already covered in a thin layer of sweat.

The fireworks are still going off one after the other. Suzaku Street is full of laughing people. At that moment, thousands of people stared at each other, thousands of surnames looked up, and no one noticed the murder that happened in this remote alley, and no one would notice. A weak and petite young girl is standing on the east wall, looking up at the fireworks in the sky, with a look of intoxication and obsession.

What a beautiful and mysterious moment it was, when sin was happening, and the earthly fireworks were still as beautiful as ever. Fu Jun didn't feel that there was any inconsistency between the two. In her two lives. Beauty and darkness always go hand in hand. She is accustomed to the dark world and knows that in the darkest moments, she will occasionally encounter the most beautiful scenery.

At that moment, Fu Jun didn't think about the past and present lives, and didn't think about conspiracy and calculations. She just soaked in the moment to the fullest.

"How long are you going to stand?" A mellow sound sounded suddenly, and the fireworks in the sky also completed their final bloom at that moment.

Quietly, the mellow male voice seemed to have an echo, hovering around Fu Jun's ears. She looked back slowly, and under the hazy moonlight, a sturdy figure stood by the ladder, her slightly raised face and eyes like cold stars, staring at Fu Jun quietly.

Fu Jun's heartbeat skipped a beat.

It's a literary friend!

Looking at the man in front of him, Fu Jun almost thought it was a dream.

Soon, however, she came to her senses.

This is not a dream, because the literary friend in the dream will never be like this, holding wine in one hand and climbing the ladder in the other, with a smile on his face still a little banter, but it still does not affect his handsome demeanor.

Fu Jun's heart swelled with a hint of joy.

But this joy is only for a moment. Subsequently, Fu Jun's intuition of the former policeman popped up again, and more questions came to her mind:

Why is Wenyou here? Is it a coincidence that Fu Jun ran into him just after escaping from the traffickers? Could he have had something to do with her abduction?

These questions made Fu Jun quickly calm down.

She took a deep breath, sorted out her thoughts a little, and then came to the conclusion:

Literary friends are basically credible.

First, from the startling of the horse to her digging into the dog hole and climbing the ladder, this series of events are all accidental, and the possibility of human arrangement can basically be ruled out.

Second, Wenyou's demeanor is very natural. His facial muscles are in harmony with his tone, expressions, and movements, and his micro-expressions are normal.

Third, take 10,000 steps back, even if Wenyou has a calculating mind, Fu Jun, a six-year-old girl, is still alone, she doesn't think that she has the need to be calculated by someone like Wenyou. Isn't it simpler and more effective to subdue by direct force?

Thinking like this, Fu Jun's mood immediately calmed down. Those doubts have also disappeared. She even felt that she had been a police officer for too long, and everyone looked like a suspect.

Seeing that Fu Jun was silent for a long time, Wen You, or should it be Liu Yun, asked again: "I don't know what happened so far in the night?" ”

"Is this your home?" Fu Jun, who let go of his suspicions, wanted to ask like this. I also want to call "Wen Gongzi", and then politely greet him, and thank him for helping last time, and ask him to help again.

However, she couldn't make a sound. The effects of the drug continued, and she couldn't even pronounce a single sound like "ah". Except for hanging high on the ladder and looking at Liu Yun blankly, she couldn't do anything.

Of course, she actually has another way, which is to get down from the ladder, walk in front of Liu Yun and make a comparison, and inform him of the basic situation. But what's worse is that Fu Jun just now found out that although she climbed up, it was a little difficult to go down. (To be continued.) )

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