"However, Yang Shizhi and Tong Xianzhang are both dead, although Tong Xianzhang left a message for us, but whether he left evidence or not, his brother Tong Xianzhao kept silent, this is a bit difficult to do." Lu Qingqing said, she frowned.

Liu Debao turned his head and just saw Lu Qingqing's frowning. It's so beautiful, his heart moves, this woman is so good-looking even when she is worried, even better than when she is happy. "Martial team, Hui Simao?" Liu Debao asked, he forced himself to pull his mind back from Lu Qingqing. But people's minds are like this, if they don't move, they don't move, and if they move, they can't be controlled.

"Don't worry, the rain is so heavy, let's go back to Qiandi Township and wait for that."

Qiandi Township, which is more backward than Guangong Town, cannot be said to be a complete street. Except for the buildings of the township government and the police station, which are barely passable, other places are scraped together, and twenty or thirty dilapidated houses are crooked, crumbling in the wind and rain.

The season has passed the beginning of winter. The cold north wind swept down from the Siberian plateau, and the entire land of China was immediately enveloped by severe cold weather. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, close to the time of dinner, there were very few pedestrians walking around the street, and the occasional passer-by, with their hands and cats bent on their waists, leaned their heads between their collars, and walked heavily and slowly.

Lu Qingqing sneezed.

The three of them were drenched in the rain, and when the cold wind blew, they shivered with cold. Fortunately, there is a beef novice shop on the humble street, and the roof of the store is constantly rising with white mist. Just seeing those mist makes you feel warm.

The three of them walked into the store, and there was a large pot of charcoal fire burning red. "Ah, this fire is for us." Liu Debao jumped over the stool by the brazier, sat down, picked up his clothes and roasted them on the fire.

Wu Ping and Lu Qingqing also sat down.

Once there is a fire, the whole person immediately feels much more comfortable. The shop is not large, with two square tables and a brazier in the extra space. "Boss, do you have something to eat?" Liu Debao opened his throat and shouted, he was already very hungry.

"Yes. Xiangxi secret beef powder, how many bowls? A man in his early forties walked briskly out of the side doorway, his hands wiping his hands on the apron.

"Three bowls, spicy, beef."

The boss got the order, and happily turned back to the kitchen, and a concise and bright concerto immediately sounded inside.

Soon, three bowls of noodles were served, and large chunks of beef were piled up on the noodles. The boss is honest and sincere, and after eating beef noodles for so many years, it is the first time I have seen so much beef. Liu Debao gave up baking clothes, stood up and handed a bowl to Wu Ping, and another bowl to Lu Qingqing.

The three of them did not serve at the table, but ate around the brazier.

It tastes good.

Before the powder was finished, a man strode in. His clothes were soaked, and his eyes saw the fire, but instead of leaning into the brazier, he sat down at the table. The person who came was about thirty years old, tall, with a fat head and a broad face, a stubbled beard, and ten fingers and green tendons were exposed. The Jiang Yang thief in the villain's book looks like this.

Wu Ping stopped, turned his head to look at the visitor, lowered his head and continued to eat. He beat a drum in his heart: What a strange man, isn't he afraid of the cold? His eyes told me that he longed for fire and warmth. Liu Debao and Lu Qingqing buried themselves in eating powder, Wu Ping coughed dryly, stuffed the empty bowl to Liu Debao, and gave him a look at the same time.

"What, you still need a bowl?" Liu Debao said as he ate, and the rice noodles stuffed in his mouth were about to overflow.

"I'm full." Wu Ping was very helpless, what happened to Liu Debao, this kid recently, his thoughts were not on the road. Wu Ping's eyes were a reminder to observe the stranger who suddenly walked in.

"Boss, a bowl of beef noodles, add flour, add meat." The man shouted in the kitchen.

"Okay."

Five or six minutes later, the boss came out with a bowl of steaming beef noodles in his hand, he put down the noodles, looked at the people, and looked at the fire, "Go and roast the fire, your clothes are soaked, and you will catch a cold and get sick." ”

The man glared at the boss, took out ten yuan from his pocket and put it on the table, and continued to eat powder without speaking.

Wu Ping aimed at the man's eyes from the side of the boss's body, and the light from his eyes pierced Wu Ping's heart like a sharp sword.

Wu Ping felt very bad.

The man left after eating the noodles, and the change was thrown on the table by him, as if it was a reward to the owner of the flour shop. There was still some light rain outside, but he didn't care, and his body got into the rain.

"Let's see, in which direction." Wu Ping instructed Liu Debao.

"The direction we're coming from." Liu Debao stood at the door, a gust of wind blew, shivered, and hurriedly walked back.

"That's in the direction of Changling Village." Wu Ping said.

"Wu team, you let me see what he does." Liu Debao felt that Wu Ping was too careful.

"Martial team, did you find something?" Lu Qingqing felt that Wu Ping was very concerned about the man just now, he was just a farmer with five big and three thick, nothing special.

Yes, the five big and three coarse croppers are simple in thought and simple in quality, of course there is nothing to pay attention to, but the man just now is different. Limited by experience and experience, Lu Qingqing and Liu Debao could not have the same insight into the world as Wu Ping.

After the clothes were dried, it was getting dark. There is a car that is not afraid of the dark, but it is time to leave for the county seat, but Wu Ping does not plan to leave. The shopkeeper had a look of embarrassment on his face, no customers came to eat noodles at this point, he didn't live in the store, and he wanted to close the door and go home.

"Let's go." Wu Ping finally made a decision.

Liu Debao started the car and walked in the direction of Linxian County. "Turn around and go to Changling Village." Wu Ping instructed.

"Changling Village?" Liu Debao was inexplicable, "It's dark, the mountain road is difficult to walk, besides, what are you going to Changling Village to do at this time?" ”

"Tell you to do what, you just do it, why so much nonsense. I've been in bed for months, and no one cares about you, and it's flying, isn't it? Wu Ping was angry and criticized Liu Debao, "Speed up." He began to smoke and was silent.

Smoke filled the cabin. Lu Qingqing opened the window and let the wind blow in. The wind on the night after the rain was cold and biting, blowing on the face like a knife.

"Martial team, have you thought of a way to get Tong Xianzhao to speak?" Lu Qingqing asked, it must be like this, otherwise, what would you do if you turned back to Changling Village at night.

Wu Ping was silent, he smoked vigorously. Lu Qingqing and Liu Debao didn't ask anymore. The car drove on a potholed mountain road, and outside the car was a dead field and mountains, and the light from the headlights of the car was like a ghost running towards the entrance to hell.

The car stopped at the col and did not dare to drive down during the day, and even more so at night. The three got out of the car and walked to Changling Village.

Wu Ping has been silent, his steps are fast, and Liu Debao can barely keep up. Lu Qingqing lagged behind, she tried her best to rush forward, and her back was hot, like beads of sweat were about to come out. "Martial team, can you slow down? I can't see the road. ”

As soon as the rain stopped, the sky was full of dark clouds, there was no shadow of the moon and stars, and the whole world could not see five fingers, and Wu Ping completely relied on his impression to move forward. He heard Lu Qingqing's distress-seeking application, this girl rarely took the initiative to give in, and it seemed that she had indeed encountered difficulties.

"Hurry up, human life is at stake." Wu Ping did not slow down, but accelerated his pace.

Liu Debao paused slightly, he grabbed Lu Qingqing's sleeve and pulled her forward.

After going down the mountain col and reaching the flat ground, Wu Ping slowed down. He became vigilant and gradually approached Tong Xianzhao's ruined home.

Hearing the sound, Wu Ping pulled out his pistol. This is rare, and Wu Ping rarely pulls out his gun when he goes out on a mission. The last time he pulled out a gun was in Zixian to face Liu Baochang.

"Get your gun out and stay safe." Wu Ping not only pulled out his gun, but also ordered Liu Debao and Lu Qingqing to pull out their guns. In Liu Debao's impression, this kind of posture of waiting for battle will only be used when he meets a fanatic with a murder weapon.

Let Tong Xianzhao tell the truth, there is no need to make such a big fanfare. Liu Debao thought to himself, but since Wu Ping acted so cautiously, there must be a reason for him. Liu Debao and Lu Qingqing did so.

In the bleak wind and cold rain, the farmers had already closed their doors and retreated into the quilt to talk about their life ideals with Zhou Gong. In the whole cold world, it seems that only Wu Ping, Liu Debao and Lu Qingqing are still struggling outside the embrace of nature.

Approaching the edge of Tong Xianzhao's dilapidated adobe house, Wu Ping signaled to stop. He crouched down and looked into the field. The grounds, along with the houses, were hidden in the cold and darkness, silent.

The wind was cold, and it was bitterly cold. Liu Debao and Lu Qingqing's upper teeth hit their lower teeth, making a gratifying sound. Since you're here, why don't you go in? Liu Debao looked at Wu Ping and couldn't understand what he was doing outside like this.

"Martial team, it's not early, let's go in quickly, while the people are still asleep." Liu Debao said the thoughts that were suppressed in his heart.

"Shut up." Wu Ping stopped Liu Debao, and his voice was very low.

Suddenly, a tall figure was seen intruding into the field. He looked around for a moment, then approached the door and drew a bright knife from behind him, the blade of which flashed a cold light in the dark air.

Liu Debao and Lu Qingqing opened their mouths in surprise, they never imagined that Tong Xianzhao's house would encounter an uninvited guest.

"Who?" Liu Debao and Lu Qingqing thought at the same time. "A thief? It won't be such a coincidence. Lu Qingqing flashed a person in his mind - the five big and three thick men he met when he was eating beef noodles in the store on the streets of Qiandi Township in the afternoon.

Yes, it's that man, Liu Debao also found out.

"What is he doing here?"

The man pried open the door and entered the inner room. Wu Ping couldn't bear it anymore and ran out first. As soon as the three of them approached the door, an angry shout came from inside, "Who, get out." "Listen to the voice, it was Tong Xianzhao.

Then, a loud cry came out, and the voice was full of panic and fear, "It's not good, save Tong Xianzhao." Wu Ping raised his gun and rushed in. But it was so dark inside that I couldn't see anything.

Tong Xianzhao snorted again, and he could guess that he had been stabbed.

Wu Ping burst into a shout, "Stop, police." He fired a shot into the air to deter the gangsters, and then rushed into the house.

Liu Debao and Lu Qingqing followed closely, but were stopped by Wu Ping, "Block the door, don't come in." ”

Wu Ping didn't let Liu Debao and Lu Qingqing enter the door because it was too dark inside. There was no moonlight, no lights were on in the room, and the darkness could not see each other's existence. In this case, they would only cause chaos and would be too dangerous. Unable to see people, Wu Ping didn't dare to shoot casually. The murderer is different, he just needs to protect himself, and if he can't see him, he will cut indiscriminately.

The murderer slashed with his knife in the air, and the whirring sound of the blade of the knife echoed throughout the room, and from time to time a wall or furniture was chopped by him. Wu Ping was silent, and Tong Xianzhao was silent. They all know that speaking at this time will reveal their position.