Urban villages are a sign of wealth and a gathering place for the activities of the lowest people in the city.

The place where Yan Hua lives is in the innermost part of the village, this building is inconspicuous, and it looks particularly cold compared to the beautiful buildings at the entrance of the village.

It takes a few narrow lanes to get downstairs, so the rent is relatively cheaper than outside.

Yan Hua's sales ability is still good, and renting here at his salary level is a little cut.

The landlord also slammed the door, and none of the surveillance cameras were installed, and on the night of the incident, no one knew whether there were other motives for entering the building from here, except for the people who rented the building.

The police visited the residents of the building and found no useful clues.

Wang Dalong's analysis is quite reasonable.

He said: "This Yan Hua has a ghost in his heart to live in such a remote place, will he bring other girls to the place where he lives, and will not attract the attention of others?" ”

But his analysis soon became untenable, according to the neighbors on the third floor, this Yan Hua seemed very mysterious, not to mention going out early and returning late, coming and going alone. He has never been seen to bring anyone else back.

Wang Dalong found the bottom of the stairs for himself again: "Well, a person with a ghost in his heart, naturally he doesn't want to attract too many people's attention, he should feel safe living here." ”

Su Mutou is big, and the current investigation of the case can only start with the hundreds of girls in Yan Hua's notebook.

There are naturally difficulties in this, not to mention so many people, it takes time to investigate one by one, let's just say how many of these girls are willing to tell the truth?

The car drove to the mouth of Chunzi Lane, and in the night, the whole alley was far-reaching and long.

Every time the case encounters a bottleneck, Su Mu always likes to come to Master Luo Dachun to chat for a few words.

It's not that Master will always be able to give useful answers, he just likes to sit around as a family and talk and laugh.

Since his parents divorced when he was a child, he is very envious of the way the master and his family get along, the master is gentle, the master has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, Luo Qiao is eccentric, he is a girl who looks big and grinning, but is actually extremely smart, and the family is warm and loving.

More often than not, he has the illusion that he is part of the family.

But since Luo Qiao almost had an accident last time, Shi Niang's attitude towards him was a little cold, and he knew that he had never been a member of this family, unless...... But he knew it was unlikely.

After sitting quietly in the car for a long time, the car started again and disappeared into the night.

Sometimes, not bothering is a concern.

………………

On the last subway on the weekend, the pair of wild mandarin ducks that used to always appear on time were unexpected, the man was not there, leaving only the woman to sit quietly in the corner, the scene, like a little daughter-in-law who was abandoned.

Cuiling Cemetery arrived, and Zhou Yu's appearance was not surprising at all.

He sat straight across from Rojo, as a cemetery security guard, he was dressed up quite fashionably, dressed in a trendy brand.

In the book friend group of "The Last Subway", many people are curious about what kind of three heads and six arms the author Tiezi looks like in order to write a novel with such an exaggerated brain.

Although Luo Qiao repeatedly said that he often met with the writer named Tiezi, the young fans in the group all thought that the girl was talking and playing.

On the last subway of the night, when Zhou Yu sat opposite Luo Qiao, Luo Qiao took out his mobile phone to speak in the group.

Iron Fan No. 156: Haha, the great writer sat across from me again, he was wearing a white T-shirt, a pair of cargo pants, and a pair of limited-edition sneakers today. The only thing that is not satisfying is that the grass-green bucket hat on his head is a little incongruous.

Iron Fan No. 88: No. 156, he began to brag again, and he was not exposed, and he was treated as a shemale.

Iron Powder No. 18: Yes, blowing every day, the cowhide is blowing to the sky.

Iron Fan No. 156: Welfare, the true face of the famous Internet writer Tiezi, everyone take a look.

A half-length photo of Zhou Yu was sent to the group, half of his face was blocked by the fisherman's hat, and he couldn't see his true face clearly, and Tiefan No. 156 withdrew the message a few seconds later.

Iron Fan No. 1: Cut, No. 156, don't use your boyfriend to pretend to be our Brother Tie, our Brother Tie is much more handsome than your boyfriend.

Iron Fan No. 256: It's definitely fake, in my opinion, Brother Tie should be a greasy middle-aged uncle, it can't be such a handsome guy.

Iron Fan 123: I also think that Brother Tie is not only a greasy uncle, but also a sullen greasy uncle.

Iron Fan No. 1: Don't talk nonsense, Brother Tie is at least in the adolescent period when there is nowhere to release hormones in the eyes of his buddies, and he may be a little cub who can't finish squeezing his face with acne.

Iron Fan No. 8: A group of pseudo-fans who have eaten enough and have nothing to do, it is better to read the book if you have this time, the author has already sent a new chapter.

Iron Fan 156: Okay, I'm going to give Brother Tie a reward of a dollar to celebrate that he finally held back a chapter after holding back for several days.

Opposite Luo Qiao, who hadn't seen him for a few days, under the brim of Zhou Yu's hat, the dark circles under his eyes seemed to be dark again.

He looked at Rojo fixedly.

"If you send my photos indiscriminately, I will sue you for violating my portrait rights."

"Didn't I withdraw them all? Besides, if you look so handsome, can't you give your readers some benefits? ”

"Low-key, do you know what low-key means? The more famous you are, the more low-key you should be, no, I convince people with my talent, not my appearance. ”

"Yes, you can rest assured, even if I send it ten hundred photos of you a day, no one will believe that it is Brother Tie, the supernatural writer."

"That's just as well."

A new message was posted in the group.

Iron powder No. 8: No. 156, don't steal the picture in the future. Isn't this picture the same teenager who ran away from home a few years ago? Shame on stealing pictures.

A group of iron-clad fans who hated the pain of eggs began to chat again.

Luo Qiao snorted twice: "Hmph, boy? Do you have anything to do with a teenager like this? ”

"What's wrong with that, that's how I looked when I was a teenager."

"Hey, to be honest, your hat is kind of interesting, grass green."

"Can you handle it? I love it. ”

"Okay, I don't care, as your No. 156 fan, I want to ask you why you have been interrupted at every turn recently? Lying in the cemetery every day and not finding inspiration? ”

"As a responsible writer, inspiration is not something that comes and goes. It's hard to come by. ”

"So, I'm going to a horror live-action role-playing game tomorrow night, do you want to be a companion and find creative inspiration by the way?"

Zhou Yu's tone was very disdainful: "Those childish things are all games with IQ that are not online, with that time, I might as well have two more words at home." ”