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According to my recollection, I soon came to the top floor, the corridor was still so tattered, the weather was getting warmer, and there was a strong strange smell. The door of the programmer's house is pasted with the inverted word "Fu", which is a familiar scene, and I feel a lot of emotion.

To knock on the door of a programmer's house, there must be a code, and I remember three long and two short. After knocking, I waited for a while, but there was no sound in the room.

After waiting a few more moments, I knocked again, but there was still no sound.

I'm pacing back and forth in the hallway, aren't people at home? After thinking for a moment, I took out the imperial coin, clasped it tightly with both hands, and then connected with my mind to enter the divine consciousness in the imperial coin. Recite the incantation of the undead to bring out a spirit that can pass through the door of matter, ignoring the door of matter.

With the help of his eyes, I could see everything in the programmer's house, it was very calm, all the furniture was in place, and there were some papers on the coffee table, stacked neatly, and it didn't look like there was an emergency.

The programmer should have gone out to run errands, and he didn't leave in such a hurry.

I mobilized the undead and walked in the house, the mana of this undead is not strong, it is just the existence of a ghost, and it can only move around at will, and cannot touch the things in the house. I probably swept around, there was really no one, the programmer was nowhere to be seen, it should have left, I don't know where I went.

I retracted the undead and touched my chin, a little anxious. The programmer is my only hope for a reversal, and if he's not there, I have no idea what to do next, what to do with the rest of my life and my life.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps downstairs, the footsteps were very heavy, and I could hear that it was from a man. At this moment, the hairs on the back of my neck stood upside down, and I had a strong premonition that someone who came was not ordinary, and it was probably the same purpose as me.

I looked around, and there was nowhere to hide. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they had reached the downstairs, and two long black shadows flashed in the hallway, and they were about to come up.

At this time, I saw the hidden staircase leading to the rooftop, and I didn't have time to think about it, so I "swished" up the stairs, hid in the dark, and peeped cautiously.

The two men who came up, both dressed in black leather jackets, were quite old, at least over thirty years old, and they came to the top floor, one holding a cigarette in his mouth, the end of which was lit on and off in the dim lamp.

When I saw the two people's dresses, I was shocked and immediately recognized who they were.

These two people should be Fu Shaowei's subordinates, and when Fu Shaowei assisted Zhu Qiang to catch Jun Xiaojiao, these people followed him.

However, since I became the leader of the cultivation circle and became friends with Fu Shaowei, I have never met these people, and I have never thought of this stubble. Looking at it now, these people are likely to be Fu Shaowei's Imperial Forest Army, his secret army, and they are his sworn friends who are only at his disposal.

The two men extinguished the cigarette butt on the staircase railing, then put the extinguished cigarette in their pockets. I was secretly shocked to see that these people were so careful that they had to put away a cigarette butt.

A man stepped forward and knocked on the door of the programmer's house.

I had a chill in the back of my neck, and the more I thought about it, the more terrified I became, it's bad, these people are really capable, and they are eyeing programmers so quickly.

After knocking, there was naturally no reaction in the door.

The two of them glanced at each other, took out a bunch of keys from their pockets, and poked and cooed on the door of the programmer's house.

The two men walked in quietly and gently closed the door.

I wanted to call the undead to follow up and see it, but I was afraid of startling the snake. These two mana are definitely not high, and they are stronger than ordinary people, and it is estimated that they have just entered a cultivation threshold, but they are also considered cultivators, and under the command of Fu Shaowei, they can form a magic circle.

Although such a person doesn't have that much mana, it's still no problem to perceive a yin spirit.

I can't expose myself now, the powers are around, I can only endure and act when the opportunity comes.

About half an hour later, the two men came out, and a black jacket carefully wiped every touch with a handkerchief. They closed the door and went downstairs.

I breathed a sigh of relief and summoned the undead into the programmer's house again, and everything was the same as it had begun, with no signs of churning.

These two people seem to be veterans and very professional.

So, where exactly did the programmers go?

I hesitated for a long time and called Xiaoyu. After Xiaoyu connected, he was very excited: "Brother Qiang, where are you, we are all looking for you!" ”

"Xiaoyu, listen to me." I controlled my tone of voice: "Xiaoyu, I, can I trust you?" ”

"Yes!" Xiaoyu shouted: "Brother Qiang, no matter what time it is, you are my eldest brother, and we are brothers who have died." ”

His words almost brought tears to my eyes. Since Xiaoyu broke up unhappily at Fu Shaowei's banquet that day, we haven't spoken for a long time, and today's words from his heart can be heard.

"Brother Qiang, what's wrong with you, there are some rumors outside that you are afraid of crime and abscond. The third uncle was called to a meeting by the cultivation circle......" Xiao Yu said.

"I'm fine," I told him, "when my third uncle comes back, you tell him about my safety." Xiaoyu, I want to ask you something. ”

"You say."

"Do you know the programmer's whereabouts?" My lips twitched, and all hope was on the other end of the phone.

Xiao Yu said: "I really know, are you looking for him?" ”

"yes, he's very, very important to me, and I have to find this man." I'm a little incoherent.

Xiao Yu said: "I just met him a few days ago. Brother Qiang, do you remember that some time ago, we entrusted him to do something. ”

"Looking for a water army to slander a monk on the Internet." I said, "Yes." ”

"Strange to say, I thought about it the other day and contacted the programmer and asked him how he was doing. But the programmer told me that the commission had been revoked. I was in a hurry, I wasn't interested in slandering the monk, but he couldn't just revoke the mission without consulting our client. I accused him of not being honest, but he told me that the person who revoked this commission was you, Brother Qiang. Xiao Yu said.

I was stunned, when did I contact the programmer and ask him to revoke the commission?

Xiaoyu continued: "I was a little confused at the time and asked for details about what was going on. The programmer didn't tell me, just said that you revoked the commission, and then he told me that he didn't have so much spare time to do these chores recently, and he was going to Mudanjiang. ”

"Mudanjiang?" I was a little confused: "Is it the Mudanjiang in the Northeast?" ”

"That's right, the place near Russia." Xiaoyu said: "Then the programmer hung up the phone. I guess it's time now. ”

"Specifically, what didn't he say to do?" I asked.

Xiaoyu said: "Then I don't know." I don't know where I went. ”

I asked Xiaoyu for the programmer's phone number, and the first step was to add his WeChat, and the message was sent over, but it was not verified at all, and I didn't have any hope for it. I tried to call the programmer again, but no one answered, he has always been secretive, if I really want to find it so easily, it won't be him.

I sent a message to Xiaoyu and told him not to tell anyone about it. And don't reveal my whereabouts.

Xiaoyu was a little worried, and sent me a message asking if he wanted to go over too.

I hurriedly said no. Now I can't protect myself, and I can do things freely by myself, and it's really a bit troublesome to add a small fish when the time comes.

Out of a foolproof strategy, I sent a message to Zhang Hong and told him that I will go to Mudanjiang in the Northeast immediately, and you will go if you have nothing to do.

Zhang Hong has not replied, and the information has also been lost.

My heart sinks, and now I am a lone ranger, although thousands of people have gone to me!

I booked a ticket online first, and there was no direct access to Mudanjiang, so I had to go from Jiangbei to Shenyang. I haven't been to the Northeast, but I've dealt with people from the Northeast, and Feng Ziwang is from Nagada in the Northeast, and he is the chief leader of the Maxian there.

Now that we want to go to his territory, we really have to be cautious, after all, the two of us have a holiday.

I booked a ticket for tomorrow night, I got out of the building, took a taxi to the vicinity of the train station, and found a random hotel to make do.

After staying up all night, I hardly slept much, and my eyes were red. Now there is only such a thing in the house, and the most valuable thing is the imperial coin, without which I am no different from an ordinary person.

In the afternoon, if you are hungry, go to the train station to find something to eat. I was afraid that the eyeliner of the cultivation circle would be all over the place, so I didn't dare to go to a big place to eat, so I found a sheep soup restaurant around the corner.

There was no one in it, and I was about to vomit out of the smell of sour rags, but I couldn't help it, I had to take a night car to Shenyang, and I had to make up for something.

The mutton soup came up, I just drank two sips, I heard someone next to me scolding, I looked back, a drunk man was copying a wine bottle to smash a monk.

This monk said that he was a monk, similar to a homeless man, his clothes were dirty and he couldn't see the primary color, he was quite old, he was old and yellow, and he had a white beard. Squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, he still had a flattering smile on his face: "Donor, donor, don't hit me, the gentleman doesn't move." ”

"Cao Nima's," the drunken man scolded, "I just went to the toilet, and when I came back, I saw you steal my chicken feet and eat them, are you a monk?" I'm fighting you old liar. ”

"Donor, wronged," the old monk said, "I thought you didn't eat it, and you were already gone, so I picked up your hanging." ”