"Buzz, buzz."

Ding Xiu's old mobile phone that he picked up from the dance floor suddenly vibrates, and he answers the phone, and the sound inside is exactly the same as the guy he met in the elevator.

"Bastard, aren't you supposed to be at the police station?"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu understood everything, his expression was cold, and his tone was cold: "Why did you kill Xiaomi's mother?" ”

"Heh, isn't she in your car? So you should have killed it. ”

"Do you do the same to Xiaomi?"

"You're going to be in prison until you die, and you still have the leisure to care about that child? Hmph, I might as well tell you that that child is much more valuable than her mother, and I won't let her die easily. ”

"Give her back to me, and this matter will be over."

"This bastard actually said that if I give him back, he will let us go, hahahahaha~"

Ding Xiu's words seemed to be a big joke to the other party, and more than one person's laughter came from the mobile phone.

"Do you have a fucking problem with your brain? Now that you have killed someone, and the police want to arrest you, you still dare to negotiate terms with me in a threatening tone? Well? Do you know that I can exchange that kid for 100,000 bries. ”

"If you want money, I'll give it to you." For more than half a year after Ding Xiu left Brilliant City, he didn't touch the card given by Gu Sijin, and the materials needed for life were all bought by making money on his own. He originally planned not to touch the money in that card for the rest of his life, but now in order to save Xiaomi, he changed his mind.

", what are you bragging? You poor guy who runs a pawnshop, talk to me about money? ”

"Tell me where the ant house is, and I'll bring the money." Ding Xiu ignored the other party's ridicule, he just wanted to save Xiaomi, even if he needed to give up his principles.

"Where did you know about the 'Ant House'?!" Yan Kun's tone was a little surprised, and he and Watanabe, who was sitting next to him, glanced at each other, and both of them frowned.

"Tell me the address and I'll bring the money." Ding Xiu repeated what he had just said, but the response from the other party was to hang up the phone directly.

"Ant House ......" Ding Xiu muttered the name fiercely, his eyes were cold, and the fire in his heart was about to be unstoppable.

In the small building where the old mobile phone was sold, Ding Xiu's footsteps had just stepped into the door, and the people inside were hiding far away as if they had seen a ghost.

After the bar was unproductive, Ding Xiu returned here, and he found the boss to inquire about Yan Lu's news.

In the bathroom of the bar, Ding Xiu heard three names from Huang Mao, among which Yan Kun and Watanabe had dealings, and the remaining one was Yan Lu.

"Yan Lu, ......" the boss was a little speechless and stopped.

Ding Xiu stared at him intently.

"Uh......" the boss came back to his senses, knowing that the man in front of him was not a good stubble, "He has a pharmaceutical processing factory under an abandoned factory on the outskirts of town. ”

"Under the factory?"

"It's the basement."

"What kind of drugs does that processing plant?"

"Hallucinogens."

The boss poured out some information he knew: "I haven't been there, I only know that the location is there, and there are a lot of people in it." Are you sure you want to go there? ”

"When will Yan Lu usually be there?"

"It's basically during the day, and at night he fools around with women at his brother's bar."

"Thank you."

"No...... You are welcome! The boss seemed to be a little uncomfortable with Ding Xiu's "thank you", he wiped the sweat on his head, and watched Ding Xiu walk towards the door, just breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, and suddenly saw Ding Xiu turn around and walk towards him.

"You...... You ......"

"I'll lend you a car."

The moon sets and the sun rises, and the whole night seems to blink in waiting.

Ding Xiu waited outside the abandoned factory that his boss told him for eight hours, during which he hid his car and explored the surroundings of the factory.

Everything is already in place, and now only the east wind is owed.

This east wind is Yan Lu.

The morning light took away the chill of the cool breeze, and the east wind finally came.

Ding Xiu, who was hiding in the forest, stared at a car coming from a distance and saw it parked at the factory gate.

A young man with a partial head got out of the car first, and he walked in front, with a cynical look on his face that was particularly dazzling in Ding Xiu's eyes.

Biao Fentou led a few people into the abandoned factory, and Ding Xiu knew that they were going to the basement inside. This factory has been abandoned for a long time, and I don't know when it was targeted by the Yan brothers, and it was quietly converted into a hidden underground workshop, which was specially used to produce hallucinogenic drugs.

Ding Xiu followed, came to the outside of the factory, and used the military thorn he brought with him to puncture all four tires of the car, and then entered the factory.

Ding Xiu didn't bring Yanlong's hand when he came over this time, only the military thorn he got from the butcher, and he felt that a military thorn was enough to deal with the people here.

There is a lot of garbage in the factory, and although it is daytime at this time, the light inside is not very good, so Ding Xiu needs to carefully avoid objects on the ground to avoid making noises to alarm the other party.

With the sunlight shining in from several openings, he soon noticed that there were a lot of footprints in one area.

Following the footprints, Ding Xiu really found a secret door, which was an iron plate buckled on the ground. All the footprints were gone to the iron plate, and he concluded that there must be a mystery underneath.

Sure enough, Ding Xiu gently lifted the iron plate, and a step at the bottom came into view, and he walked down the steps, his steps lighter than a cat.

As soon as he went inside, Ding Xiu heard someone shouting. He had some impressions of that voice, which was the voice of the person who called Watanabe when he left his phone for him that night.

"Yan Lu!" Ding Xiu silently recited the name in his heart, and the goal had been determined.

Different from the ruins above, although the place of this processing plant below is not large, there are a lot of machines and equipment, Ding Xiu hid in the dark and made a cursory observation, there are about ten workers inside, and there are about a similar number of thugs.

The thugs' job is not only to keep the factory safe, but they also have to keep an eye on the workers to prevent them from secretly hiding the medicine.

After observing clearly, Ding Xiu was already confident.

He came to the door of the workshop where the medicine was produced and knocked on the iron door next to him.

More than a dozen people inside looked at each other, most of them with surprised expressions in their eyes.

"Who are you?" A thug approached with an iron bar.

Before he could reach the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and the people behind him saw a sharp blade sticking out from the back of his neck.

There was blood on the tip of the blade, and it didn't have time to drip yet.

"Fuck it!" The other thugs picked up the guys, and the workers, who had just been busy, stepped aside.

Ding Xiu's hand rose and fell, and the military stab pierced the bodies of those thugs in a few breaths.

The corpse lay on the ground, and the screams of the workers alarmed Yan Lu in the office.

Yan Lu ran out, the first thing he saw was a corpse in a place, and then, he saw Ding Xiu.