Chapter 387: Black Clouds Crush the City, Wind and Rain Are Coming

The county seat of Lin'an County in the western Hebei region. Alternate noon and afternoon hours.

Dark clouds with "booming" thunder and lightning are surging in the northwest sky, and they are slowly rolling towards Lin'an County, and heavy rain will fall within an hour.

There was an incident inside and outside the county seat of Lin'an County, and it was a big thing that had never happened. On the main street, which had been empty and depressed for several days, ordinary people of men, women and children appeared in the dark land. When the heavy rain was approaching, they did not hurry home to hide, but instead went out to the streets with the whole family out on the streets, shopping with a clear goal. People go to the grain store to buy rice and noodles; Go to the oil and salt store to buy soy sauce, salted salt, yellow sauce, and pickle gnocchi; Go to the grocery store and buy kerosene and candles. People are running back and forth in the streets, going in and out of the shops where they buy goods, nervous but not flustered. People who are familiar or know each other do not greet or speak even if they meet each other, and each buys what he needs, buys his own, and goes his own way, which seems to have a tacit understanding, and is orderly, and there is no restlessness and turmoil.

The county seat of Lin'an County. Outside the south gate of the Fang family's old house.

The rickshaw stopped steadily at the south gate. The coachman stooped down the handlebars, stood up, looked sharply at the east and west sides of the street, and without noticing anything unusual, strode up the steps to the gate, raised his hand and gently patted the beast ring on the door with a certain code.

Fang Luqing sat in the car and gently shook the still unconscious and paralyzed Zonghan Huazi in his arms, like a sleeping Zonghan Huazi, and reached out and gently patted her face a few times.

Zong Han Hanako opened her eyes and blinked at the unfamiliar street in front of her, and when she turned her face sideways and saw the young and beautiful Fang Luqing sitting beside her, she immediately straightened up and stared at her in surprise and confusion, her panicked eyes widened, and she blurted out a whisper in Japanese:

"What is this place? Who are you? Y-What did you bring me here for? Hey? What about my package? ”

"Miss Hanako, I brought you here so that you can meet your father, Sohan Ichiro." Fang Luqing replied to Zong Han Hanako gently in Japanese.

"Oh? Is it? Is it true? ”

"Yes, it's true. Miss Hanako, your father is waiting for you in the yard at this time. Fang Jiren stood next to the rickshaw with a blue cloth package in his left hand and whispered affirmatively to Hanako in Japanese.

Seeing Fang Jiren, who had already seen her twice standing in front of her, Zong Han Hanako was completely convinced and relieved, and she stretched out her head and leaned over to get out of the car.

Fang Luqing stopped Zong Han Huazi, she solemnly warned Zong Han Huazi that after seeing Zong Han Ichiro, she must remember to control her emotions and not be too excited. The most important thing is that for the personal safety of your father and daughter and the opportunity to leave here smoothly in the future, you must not tell the truth about living with Nakagawa Sakae. Fang Luqing told Zong Han Hanako what he should say and how to say to Zong Han Ichiro.

Zong Han Hanako completely understood, and she also completely understood that from this moment on, she and her father were already in a very dangerous and vicious situation. She looked at Fang Luqing and nodded frequently with gratitude and trust: "Everything is up to you." Thank you! I'm sorry for your trouble. ”

"Miss Hanako, don't say anything polite. We can't afford to delay too long here, so let's get out of the car and go into the yard. Francis urged in a whisper.

Fang Luqing helped Zong Han Huazi, who was trembling with excitement, to get off the rickshaw, walk up the steps, and walk into the gatehouse.

Fang Jiren carried the blue cloth package in his left hand, raised his right hand and waved it twice on the right side of his head, and then tapped his temple vigorously with the index finger of his right hand, telling his companions around him to be vigilant and strengthen the vigilance and guards around the courtyard.

"Sell watermelon, the crispy big watermelon will lose your teeth when you eat it." The melon dealer diagonally opposite the east side of the gate shouted.

"Three years of new, three years of old, three years of tinkering." The shoemaker diagonally opposite the west side of the gate shouted.

Sitting more than ten meters away from the east and west sides of the gate, the driver in the rickshaw at the intersection coughed loudly twice.

"Okay, young master, please give me a few copper plates, we haven't eaten for a few days. Okay, okay. The beggar sitting in the gatehouse pleaded.

The men were answering Francis's orders, saying they knew their mission.

Hearing the echo, Fang Jiren turned around and walked up the steps and into the courtyard of the old mansion.

The county seat of Lin'an County. Ding's compound. Backyard main house living room.

Ding Wenqian, Ding Ruxuan's uncle and nephew sat on the sofa irritably, and the electric fan next to them stood still. They were very annoyed and complained one by one, why did the power go out when the weather was so hot? Then he sighed helplessly and sadly. The middle-aged butler hurriedly walked into the living room, handed the small paper scroll that had just been passed by the flying pigeon to Ding Ruxuan, and stood aside waiting for instructions.

Ding Ruxuan stood up and took it, unfolded the small paper scroll and read the contents carefully, which read: Immediately gather the team members, immediately conduct detailed reconnaissance and collect information from all sides, find the traces and whereabouts of the CPC county committee in Lin'an County as soon as possible, and wait for the next action order.

"Huh? Alas! This? This? How's that good? Ding Ruxuan was at a loss.

"Ru Xuan, what's going on? Tell me about it. Ding Wenqian asked anxiously.

Ding Ruxuan sat down helplessly and handed the note in his hand to Ding Wenqian.

"Master, young master, our family's 'nails' and 'eyes' have just come to report, and a very, special and strange thing has happened inside and outside the county."

Ding Ruxuan's eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at Uncle Gen who hurriedly walked in and said:

"Uncle Gen, what are you panicking about, I took a breath and said it slowly."

"Yes, yes, yes. Master, young master, that's what happened. Uncle Lao Gen detailed what was happening inside and outside Lin'an County.

In fact, not only has there been a large-scale buying undercurrent of thousands of people inside and outside Lin'an County, but also residents of all towns and villages in western Hebei have also taken action. And the villagers of all the villages were quiet as usual. This is something that Ding Wenqian and Ding Ruxuan's uncle and nephew don't know yet.

"Smack!" Ding Wenqian slapped the coffee table in front of him heavily and stood up: "Okay!" All right! The Fang family finally made a move. Ah! It's not good, it's not good, something big is going to happen, our Ding family is going to suffer, or even a catastrophe. After speaking, Ding Wenqian sat down on the sofa with a sad face, his whole body trembling slightly, and he fell down in despair.

Ding Ruxuan, Uncle Lao Gen, and the middle-aged housekeeper couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Ding Wenqian's depressed appearance, I don't know why Ding Wenqian reacted like this after hearing the news? Why? I don't know what else will happen in Lin'an County?

Lin'an County. North Road on the north side of the West City Gate. The backyard of the Fangjia stove store.

Glenland was held alone in a room, with two big men standing outside the door and outside the south window, and two people guarding outside the north window, so there was no possibility of escape. She was completely isolated from Huang Zhongde and the five guard fighters, and completely lost contact with them.

Glenland had a hearty lunch of two meat and two vegetables, a big bowl of rice, a bowl of egg soup, and a few pieces of watermelon, which can be described as delicious, full, and comfortable. Glenland walked back and forth in the room, wondering what her future fate would be. What is the detective team going to do with themselves? Is this the last lunch?

Wan Fulai pushed open the door, walked in with square steps, and asked with a hippie smile:

"Miss Glenland, are you well fed? Tut-tut, braised carp, Texas grilled chicken, stir-fried celery with fungus, fried winter melon with shrimp, Tianjin Xiaozhan rice, fragrant, fragrant when you look at it. Ooh! It's almost all eaten. Girl, you can't eat these good meals on the side of the Eighth Route Army, can you? Look, look, what is it like to starve a girl's family? Wan Fulai said as he walked into Glenland.

As soon as Wan Fulai entered the house, Glenland's eyes widened and he watched his every move vigilantly. Her whole body tensed, her fists clenched, and she was always ready to fight to the death:

"Stop! Don't come here! Don't come near me! Glenland shouted.