Ning Shaoming and Chang Shenghua stayed in the shooting club until more than one o'clock in the morning, and then they were respectfully sent out by the waiter.

It was a bit cool tonight, and as soon as they walked out of the dilapidated club gate, a cold wind blew in, giving people goosebumps.

Ning Shaoming sneezed, Chang Shenghua glanced at him, and walked in the direction of parking.

Ning Shaoming followed Chang Sheng's painting and rubbed his face that had been paralyzed all night, feeling that his cheeks were sore, and he didn't know how those famous facial paralysis characters kept their facial expressions unchanged.

Although Wan Muhua often practices guns in the club here, and Mo Ye's territory is also here, this does not mean that the security in this area is very good, Chang Shenghua and Ning Shaoming have walked all the way over, and they have seen a lot of discordant scenes hidden in the corners.

Although Ning Shaoming's sense of justice is bursting, he is not a brainless person, knowing that he will do something bad under such circumstances, so he has to pretend that he can't see it, and walks away with one eye closed.

Ahem, if he hadn't gone out with Chang Shenghua, he would definitely have slipped away to "act chivalrous" alone......

Chang Shenghua walked to the side of the car, and just pressed the remote control button to open the door, the car made a "drop" sound, but she suddenly squinted in the direction of the front cover of the car.

Ning Shaoming immediately noticed that there was a note pressed there, and immediately muttered: "Isn't it, the traffic police still ran to the parking lot to issue orders?" ”

But when he walked over to take a look, he found that it was not a traffic ticket for violating laws and regulations, but a folded white paper, on which words were vaguely written, and the folding method and paper were a bit similar to the one Chang Sheng drew to Wan Muhua just now.

Ning Shaoming's heart was stunned, and he picked it up cautiously, and after not finding any traps, he looked at Chang Shenghua inquiringly.

Chang Shenghua stretched out his hand, "Give it to me." ”

The car was rented to her by Swind, and it is more likely that this note will be given to her.

And this is how to fold the paper when handing out information to people......

Chang Shenghua unfolded the blank paper with a solemn face, and there were only a few words on it.

Chang Shenghua only took one second to read these words, and then her expression was blank for a moment, and the next second, Chang Shenghua ran out violently.

Ning Shaoming was startled and hurriedly followed.

The parking place is in the open air, and the place outside is the main road, the imperial capital is a city that never sleeps, and the traffic flow at this time is still very large, especially the people in this area are driving crazy, Chang Shenghua was almost taken by a car that pressed the line when he ran to the sidewalk, and Ning Shaoming quickly dragged Chang Shenghua back.

Chang Shenghua didn't care about these things, but just subconsciously looked around, as if searching for someone.

Ning Shaoming shouted at her many times in a row, but she didn't seem to hear it.

Chang Shenghua is a person who will think about everything three times first, Ning Shaoming has really never seen her have such a time of disregard, and her mood can be described as very shocked.

"What the hell is going on?" Ning Shaoming forcibly dragged her to a safe place and asked, "Who left you the note?" ”

Chang Sheng's painting showed a very rare uncertain expression, even a little dazed, "he ......"

"What?" The other party didn't say a word, and Ning Shaoming didn't even hear it clearly.

Chang Shenghua took a deep breath, finally calmed down, returned to the car, and looked carefully at the small pebble pressed with the note, as if he could see a flower.

Ning Shaoming was very sure that it was just a stone picked up casually on the side of the road, it was unremarkable, and it couldn't be found if it was thrown on the ground.

Chang Shenghua stared at it for more than ten seconds, and then picked up the note he was holding tightly in his hand and looked at it carefully word by word, as if he was afraid of missing any information.

Ning Shaoming couldn't understand what Chang Shenghua was doing, so he had to calm down, and when the other party figured it out, he would ask what the situation was.

The cold wind blew down the street again, Ning Shaoming didn't look at the weather forecast, and the coat he wore when he went out was relatively thin, and he immediately sneezed a second time.

Chang Shenghua was awakened by his sneezing, and still looked around a little unwillingly.

But apart from them, there was not even a ghost in the parking area in the middle of the night, only the rolling traffic on the main road outside.

Seeing that he couldn't find anyone to put the note, Chang Shenghua had no choice but to say, "Let's get in the car first." ”

Ning Shaoming was afraid that she would be excited, so she stepped on the accelerator, and quickly climbed into the driver's seat first and grabbed the steering wheel.

Chang Shenghua was not in the mood to rob Ning Shaoming, so he got into the passenger seat with a heavy heart.

Ning Shaoming felt that the air pressure around her was a little low, and asked cautiously, "Go back to the hotel or ......?" ”

Chang Shenghua didn't make a sound, but just maintained a contemplative expression.

Ning Shaoming had no choice but to sit in the car with her.

After a while, Chang Shenghua asked coldly: "Do you remember the eight catties?" ”

This name was so sensitive that Ning Shaoming's whole body stiffened in an instant, "...... How could it not be remembered? ”

The man carried him back from the flames of war and left him a way to live with his life, Ning Shaoming may one day forget the scene when his mother committed suicide, but he will never forget the moment when the eight catties were thrown on the grenade, and the deafening explosion was once the only track that looped in his nightmare.

Bajin said, "Boss, let's go home."

Bajin said, Boss, go quickly.

Then he never followed Ning Shaoming again, and never went home again.

Chang Shenghua stared at the pain in Ning Shaoming's eyes reflected in the rearview mirror, and her expressionless appearance looked cold and affectionate.

In the past, the female devil would still step on his sore feet, but now there has been no such situation for a long time, Ning Shaoming felt that Chang Sheng's painting should not be intentional, so he cleaned up his mood and asked, "...... Why do you suddenly talk about eight catties? ”

He'll let his heart get used to it...... It is customary to mention the name of certain people.

Chang Sheng's indifferent face didn't last long, and she soon asked with a complicated face: "Then have you ever thought in your heart, maybe he is not dead?" ”

"I don't dare to think about it," Ning Shaoming said plainly, his eyes were already a little faintly broken, "I saw him die with my own eyes, and I have accepted this fact." ”

Chang Shenghua closed his eyes heavily.

Ning Shaoming turned his head sideways and looked at her, "What's wrong?" If it's true that you've said we're good friends before, then you can choose to tell me what's going on...... I've never seen you like this. ”

It's almost like I can't give up.

Chang Shenghua was silent for a moment, and handed over the crumpled note in his hand.

Ning Shaoming took it and glanced at it through the lights in the car.

There was only a simple line written on it-

"Don't look it up, let's go."

There is no title, no payment, just such a short five words, revealing countless inexplicable complex meanings.

Ning Shaoming was a little confused, "Who is warning you or advising you?" ”

A few words can be interpreted with many different meanings, but Ning Shaoming's first reaction was that someone was drawing a piece of advice for Chang Sheng.

Maybe the other party knew about them going to see Wan Muhua tonight, and knew that they were pestering Mr. Jin, Liang Pingyu and Mo Ye's entanglements with the older generation, so he specially came out to tell Chang Sheng to draw a voice and ask her not to touch some forbidden areas again.

But...... Who could that be?

Chang Sheng's painted face looked indifferent in the dim light of the car, "I don't know." ”

Her performance didn't look like she didn't know at all, and Ning Shaoming felt that Chang Sheng's reaction was too strange.

Chang Shenghua was silent for a while before he said, "But I know this handwriting." ”

Ning Shaoming asked, "Who's?" ”

Chang Sheng said: "A dead man...... This is the handwriting of a dead man. ”

By the time Chang Shenghua and Ning Shaoming really returned to the stronghold hotel that belonged to You-Know-Who where they had stayed, it was already more than three o'clock in the morning.

After Chang Sheng entered the door, he went straight back to the room.

Ning Shaoming glanced at the closed door, and knew in his heart that she would not be able to sleep, and he also understood that he couldn't persuade the other party by himself, so he had to go back to his room helplessly.

Chang Shenghua sat in the room where the lights were not turned on, holding the piece of paper, quietly clearing his actions.

Chang Sheng was thinking, which step did she take too quickly, making people feel that she had to be warned?

Yes, warning, Chang Shenghua does not believe that this is the kindness of the owner of this handwriting to her at all, and prefers to believe that it is a conspiracy with ulterior motives.

Otherwise, why would the handwriting of a dead man appear in the world of the living?

Could it be that the soul of the dead is unwilling to return from the dead?!

Chang Shenghua slowly flattened the crumpled paper and clipped it into his notebook in the dark.

Handwriting imitation is too pediatric for people who come out of You-Know-Who, and Chang Shenghua even thinks that this person who gave the warning is really too low IQ, hasn't he carefully investigated the members of You-Know-Who have any necessary abilities?

Yes, the handwriting on this note belonged to a member of You-Know-Who, or a person who Chang Sheng was familiar with, but who was dead.

- The Seventh Squad of the Second Battalion, captain Miao Fengxian, codenamed Brother Mao.

This is a man who should have been turned to ashes in the explosion and the sea, and couldn't even find the body, just like the rest of her teammates.

Chang Sheng's painting itself has a talent for lip language and handwriting research, and is naturally very familiar with the handwriting of the cat brother Miao Fengxian, although it is too far away from that year, but at a glance, she recognized the handwriting of a few words on the note.

At that time, Ning Shaoming asked her in the car: "Is he not dead?" ”

Chang Shenghua shook his head, "He's dead." ”

She watched the man being swallowed by the sea, and the horrible bodies of her teammates in front of her, and she struggled to climb into the final barrier between life and death, trying to drag the man up as well.

But it was too late, the man couldn't walk, so he could only use his flesh and blood to close the door to death, and the covered Chang Shenghua dragged his body out of the whirlpool created by the vast sea, and when he turned back, he was red by the submerged ruins behind him and the extinguished firelight.

The sea takes away all the evil and goodness.

also swept away the lives of Miao Fengxian and others.

Just like Ning Shaoming said, he saw Bajin die with his own eyes, and he didn't dare to ask for any miracles.

Miao Fengxian and the others are the same, the chance of escaping in that sea water is almost none.

Chang Shenghua knows it.