July 4, 10:30 p.m

Su Xi's residence is an old-fashioned building, with a total of five floors, and she lives on the fourth floor.

Su Xi was standing in the bathroom wearing a black sports vest, her black-framed glasses had been removed, and the expression on her face was almost hideous.

She had bandaged both wrists, and now she was wearing latex gloves and was trying to find the glass ballast on her head in front of the mirror, where she could see a large bruise on the back of her right waist.

The pain didn't make it unbearable for her, she just couldn't stand the ticking clock in the living room, and the silence and urgency made her sweat uncontrollably.

With a "snap", Su Xi threw away the tweezers, she picked up a cotton ball dipped in alcohol, and rubbed it a few times on the scalp - she had no way to better deal with the wound, and now she could only hope that the glass ballast on the scalp had been cleaned up by her.

Su Xi looked at himself in the mirror with sweat on his head and blood stains on his cheeks, and took a deep breath...... The old injury is not healed, and the new injury is added, can she still go to work like this?

Oh no, don't worry about that, the police should already know her identity, and it's only a matter of time before her place of work is discovered.

It's terrible!

After putting a plaster on her lower back, Su Xi took out a special bandage, she took a deep breath, stepped on the toilet lid, and wrapped the bandage hard, she used a lot of force, almost every time she wrapped it, she could make herself sweat every time.

When the bandage was finally wrapped, Su Xi felt that she had collapsed, and she sat down on the toilet lid and bent over for a while.

The bathroom was dimly lit, and she looked up to see herself in the mirror, her face with prominent features hidden in the shadows.

It's a lot like gangster movies – those female thugs, female killers, female drug dealers, those who always deal with the police......

Oh, actually, she really seems to have been dealing with the police all the time in her life.

How many secrets does a person need to hide in order to live their lives safely and skillfully?

As long as it's a secret.

She wiped the sweat from her face, stood up, and threw the bloody cotton balls, glass ballast, tweezers, and hydrogen peroxide into the trash.

She walked out of the bathroom.

On the couch in the living room were the clothes she had prepared: a black hooded jacket, a pair of black trousers, a black sports cap, a black backpack - the fugitive always had the mentality that he wished he could melt into the night at any time.

Fugitive, thinking of this word, Su Xi couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly.

When Su Xi was wearing trousers, she heard a rustling sound on the stairs. This kind of old-fashioned tube building has no sound insulation at all, Su Xi held her breath, and she listened carefully - it was the sound of footsteps, deliberately lightened, the sound of footsteps going upstairs!

Su Xi subconsciously rushed to the side of the lamp, pressed his hand on the switch, hesitated, and let go again.

It's ten o'clock in the evening, and no one is going to go upstairs at such a strange and light pace—the kind of footsteps that can only belong to that kind of person!

The footsteps are getting closer......

The police came sooner than she thought!

She didn't have time to think, so she hurried into the bedroom, and when she came out again, she was already wrapped in a velvet embroidered nightgown, she fastened the pajama straps, and then ripped off the rubber band of the ponytail, and ruffled her hair.

The footsteps stopped, and then continued upward......

Su Xi threw the black backpack over his shoulders, lifted the checkered tablecloth on the dining table, and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Su Xi pushed open the kitchen window, the tablecloth was twisted two or three times in her hand, one end was tied to the window frame, and the other end was tightly wrapped around her wrist, she kicked off her slippers, climbed up to the window, pulled the tablecloth tightly, leaned out, and rolled down from the window.

The length of the tablecloth was just enough for her to step barefoot on the narrow edge of the kitchen window on the third floor, and she steadied herself, bent down, and quietly grabbed the aluminum window frame on the third floor with her fingers. When she let go of the tablecloth in her other hand, she pushed the window, which opened for a young couple who had just been married, and she believed that like almost everyone else in the building, they did not have a locked kitchen window.

Su Xi jumped in.

The structure of this house is exactly the same as that of Su Xi's house, and Su Xi walked from the kitchen to the living room with great familiarity.

The laughter coming from the bedroom made Su Xi's movements even lighter.

On the side of the wall in the living room, there was a garbage basket, Su Xi threw the backpack inside, then picked up the garbage bag and pocketed the backpack inside.

There was a pair of women's sneakers on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and Su Xi casually picked them up and put them in a garbage bag.

She rubbed her hair again, stepped on a pair of plush slippers with long ears behind the door, opened the door, and walked out with a garbage bag.

The door was facing the stairs, and the figure of a man happened to disappear at the staircase from the third to the fourth floor, and Su Xi saw his black running shoes.

It's Nie Yu.

Su Xi's heart was beating like a drum, she carried the garbage bag, quickened her pace, and went down the stairs.

With the bandage on her ankle, although the pain lessened, her movements were inevitably stiff, and she tried her best to maintain the coordination of her gait.

Qianjiang was standing in the shadow at the door of the building, looking upstairs, Su Xi walked out with a garbage bag, she immediately withdrew her gaze and stared at her.

Su Xi half-lowered his head, let his messy hair cover his face, and deliberately walked lazily towards the residents' garbage station not far away.

Qianjiang still stared at her.

Su Xi calmly walked to the front of the building, and then more than ten meters away is the garbage station, and turning the garbage station, there is a winding small alley, there are at least seven or eight forks in the small alley, each fork in the road, can let Su Xi, the stranded little fish, return to the big river and big waves.

"You, wait!"

Qianjiang suddenly spoke, she strode towards her, and as she walked, she said, "I'm a policeman, and I want to investigate something with you." ”

Su Xi stopped.

She knew that Qianjiang had already recognized her.

She walked towards her steps, faster and faster, faster and faster.

Su Xi no longer hesitated, she threw away the garbage bag, kicked off the slippers, ran barefoot, and ran wildly.

If she is not mistaken, the intern Qianjiang is not qualified to be equipped with a gun, and she is not afraid that she will suddenly shoot in the back.

"Stop! Su Xi! Don't move! ”

Qianjiang also ran, faster and faster than Su Xi.

Yes, she said that she is very good at running and fighting, and it is by virtue of this that she entered the Municipal Criminal Investigation Corps......

According to Su Xi's current state of being injured, he will definitely not be able to outrun her.

After Su Xi ran past the garbage station, he stopped and crouched in the shadows.

Qianjiang also turned the garbage station, and she quickly sensed the danger and slowed down.

But, it's too late.

Su Xi jumped out, jumped up, took off with a kick in the air, and kicked Qianjiang in the chin.

Qianjiang snorted and flew out directly.

Su Xi did his best.

Her leg hurt from the kick.

Qianjiang, I hope you're okay.

Qianjiang, I hope that you will never meet someone like me again in the future.

Su Xi said in his heart.

"Qianjiang, Qianjiang!"

There was a sharp sound of footsteps, and Nie Yu chased after him.

Su Xi galloped away.

As she ran, she took off her nightgown and stuffed it into a bin.

Su Xi, who was dressed in black, was engulfed in darkness.