The Yangtze River is rolling, and the river breeze is slow. Tonight, deep and quiet. There was a figure, carrying a bag, like a ghost, lonely and bleak, from the mouth of the Yangtze River, flashed by, and turned into a tree-lined path.

He is Wu Zhiyuan.

As soon as he arrived at the intersection, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly stopped and put down his bag. His eyes were blazing, and he glanced ahead.

This is a purple bamboo forest, there is a narrow and dark path, across the bamboo forest, at the end of the road, is a three-way intersection, there is an old locust tree, teeth and claws, like a ghost, beckoning to pedestrians.

Suddenly, Wu Zhiyuan snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he rushed in one direction!

"Bang bang!"

Two gunshots pierced the sky, and two purple bamboos broke off in response. At this moment, two black shadows emerged from the bamboo forest.

"What about people?"

"I don't know, damn it, I've been guarding it for so long, don't let him slip away......"

"I'm behind you!"

An indifferent voice came, the two of them were startled, instinctively turned back, and before they could make any movement, they saw a flower in front of them, a black shadow flickered, and there was a small knife, which had pierced the neck of one of them, and on the blade, blood was dripping and cold.

"You ......" Before he could finish his sentence, he fell to the ground.

The other man froze for a moment, ready to raise his gun, when a cold light flashed, slashed across his neck, blood splattered, his pupils dilated, gradually lost color, thud, and fell.

All this happened between the lightning and the fire, and the entire purple bamboo forest suddenly became quiet again. Except for two broken bamboos and two corpses, it was as if nothing had happened.

"This knife was originally used to peel apples for Xiao Jiajia, but it's a pity that it's stained with blood and stolen!" Wu Zhiyuan muttered in a low voice, "If you kill someone, you should ask Xiao Yong for some interest!" ”

Wu Zhiyuan glanced around and made sure that there was nothing abnormal, so he slowly walked back, put the bag on his shoulder again, and disappeared into the purple bamboo forest. There is a wind blowing, and the sound of bamboo forest brushing. Next to the old locust tree in the middle of the three-way road, there was a figure, in the dim light, fading away. His shadow is getting longer and longer......

Wu Zhiyuan returned to his residence, and as soon as he pushed the door open, Zheng Yong greeted him, and he didn't sleep.

"Didn't you sleep in the bedroom? Why did you run to the couch again? Wu Zhiyuan frowned.

"You haven't come back for so long, you can't sleep in your room, so you just wait on the sofa for you to come back, what's going on?" Zheng Yong saw that Wu Zhiyuan's expression was wrong, and he couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing, you go clean up and leave immediately!" Wu Zhiyuan put the bag on the table and said casually.

"Let's go? Where to go? Zheng Yong was puzzled.

"Back to Ancheng! You can't stay here, just over there in the bamboo forest, killed two people, and the police will find out here sooner or later, so you have to leave immediately! ”

Zheng Yong was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, and asked, "What about you?"

"Of course, I stayed here until I found Xiaoxi!" Wu Zhiyuan sat down, lit a cigarette, patted the bag on the table, and said seriously, "There is one million here, you take it back and give it to Aunt Mei, saying that the money is for Xiao Jiajia, and she knows what to do." ”

"Brother Yuan......" Zheng Yong didn't know what to say, at this moment, he was extremely uneasy.

Wu Zhiyuan raised his head, stared at Zheng Yong, and said: "My hands are already stained with blood, I can't wash them clean, this is a road of no return, I chose it myself, I don't regret it!" But you shouldn't follow me. After I went back, you told my father that it was my unfilial piety, I couldn't find Xiaoxi for a day, and I won't look back when I die! ”

Zheng Yong was silent, he didn't ask where the money came from, nor did he ask Wu Zhiyuan what to do in the future. However, he knew that his distant brother would not be able to come back from now on.

"Why don't you go soon?" Wu Zhiyuan glanced at him and said in a low voice.

Zheng Yong nodded, staggered a little, and walked into the bedroom. After a while, he came out with a duffel bag, and without saying a word, stuffed all the clothes in the bag full of money, then straddled it over his shoulders and walked out the door.

"You're going to walk back to Anseong like this?" Wu Zhiyuan said lightly.

Zheng Yong heard the sound and stopped.

"This is the car key, I'm parked at the Yangtze River ferry!" Wu Zhiyuan stood up, walked to his side, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed, "You are still injured, drive slowly, pay attention to safety!" ”

"Brother Yuan, no matter when, whether you find your sister-in-law or not, you must always have hope! What you taught me, never lose yourself! ”

After Zheng Yong finished speaking, he strode away without looking back, and the burly figure, in Wu Zhiyuan's eyes, became farther and farther away, until it disappeared into the vast night.

Seeing Zheng Yong leave, Wu Zhiyuan sighed lightly, returned to the sofa, re-lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and extinguished the cigarette again.

"Dispose of the bodies of those two first!" After a moment of silence, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly got up, walked into the house, carried two bags in his hand, and walked out the door.

Wu Zhiyuan returned to this purple bamboo forest again, and the two corpses were lying in the bamboo forest with wide eyes and frightened expressions, stained red with blood. This bamboo forest is dark and cold.

"Don't you see if you're dead?" Wu Zhiyuan frowned, put the body in his pocket, and then walked to the two broken bamboos and found two warheads. He smoothed the cut of the broken bamboo with a knife and returned to the body bag.

"It looks like it's not raining today, so we have to wash it with water!"

Wu Zhiyuan frowned, glanced at the two body bags, and then clipped them around his waist and walked towards the river.

The wind kept blowing, shaking the old locust tree in the middle of the three-way road, whining.

Wu Zhiyuan came to the river, found two square stones, tied them to two body bags, popped twice, the body bags fell into the river together with the stones, and the river rolled up a trace of waves, and after a while, calm was restored.

The Yangtze River is still mighty and flows into the distance. Wu Zhiyuan stood by the river, looking at the surging river, long and long. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little cold, he didn't know whether the Yangtze River was carrying hope or sin.

"May your journey be wonderful and without regrets! May your soul be upright and courageous! Wu Zhiyuan thought of Xiao Jiajia, sighed, and his figure slowly disappeared into the darkness......

In the east of Yucheng, there is a house, magnificent and brightly lit. The low tiled houses around it are like pilgrimages, and the stars surround it in the center. A white Bentley, parked in front of the house, followed by a police car, circled around the door of the house, and suddenly turned away.

Zhang Yi and Chen Shengtian got out of the car one after another and walked to the room.

"What, I slapped you and felt wronged? If you feel uncomfortable, you can go back to Chengdu. As soon as he arrived at the door, Chen Shengtian suddenly paused.

"Nope!" Zhang Yi took a half step back and said quickly.

"That's good, do things in the future, your eyes are bright, Zhang Yijie broke in quietly, you didn't know at all, you were negligent!" Chen Shengtian turned around, glanced at Zhang Yi deeply, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

"Is there any news from Wu Zhiyuan?" Chen Shengtian said as he walked, carelessly.

"No, I've already arranged for someone to lurk in that purple bamboo forest, and as soon as there is news, it will come immediately."

"Don't always wait! Call now to be sure! Chen Shengtian paused once and sighed, "I regret Liu Fang's death a little, what a shrewd and capable person!" ”

Zhang Yi took out his mobile phone, dialed two calls in a row, glanced at Chen Shengtian, and put the phone down.

"How?" Chen Shengtian's eyes narrowed.

"It's turned off, I can't get through!" Zhang Yi shook his head.

"That's the bad luck?" Chen Shengtian stared at him, his eyes sharpened, "Then what are you still doing here?" Don't want to check it out? ”

"Yes!" After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Forget it! If something happens, you won't be able to do anything in the past. Zhang Yi didn't take a few steps before Chen Shengtian stopped him, "Go to Xiang'er, take care of Chen Xi, Fang Jie will come over tomorrow, I hope there will be no more accidents at that time!" ”

Zhang paused, nodded, and walked out.

Chen Shengtian looked at his back and muttered to himself: "Fang Jie is a pervert, I don't know if Chen Xi's girl can serve him well, Wu Zhiyuan, you are pressing step by step, don't blame me!"

After Chen Shengtian finished speaking, he walked into the room. At this moment, a black car, in front of his house, flashed by, and in the blink of an eye, disappeared again......