It's still Golden Week, and there is a long queue in front of the museum early in the morning to get tickets. Compared to the crowded exhibition area, the office area at the back of the exhibition hall is much quieter.

Because the exhibition has just been completed, the exhibition department does not have much work, and everyone just completes the daily work records. However, in the exhibition area, there was a serious shortage of docents, so I borrowed a lot of staff with experience in interpreting from various office departments to support. Su Jia is naturally among them.

After bringing a group of tourists to the bustling exhibition hall that was almost deprived of oxygen, Su Jia was still sweating even though it was full of air. She went to the rest area and took off her small blazer, revealing her white shirt inside, and took out her mobile phone to read the news: "Let me rest for a while, and bring the next batch in ten minutes." ”

Sure enough, the entertainment edition of Gucheng.com reprinted a piece of news about "Tai Chi Boy", the photographer is about a professional, Puyang seems to exude a glimmer of light in the lens, and has the air of independence and ease.

Fortunately, the most important thing in this era is news. Soon the boy will be forgotten by everyone.

Locking her phone in a locker along with her coat, Sujia went to take a new group of tourists. So, it wasn't until she got off work that she noticed a few missed calls on her phone.

All of them were landline numbers that he didn't know, and Su Jia was afraid that there was something wrong with Puyang, so he hurriedly called back, but no one answered.

Puyang has just learned to make phone calls. What did he look for her for?

*

In the hidden alley, the middle-aged man who fell to the ground smiled hideously: "Someone has found her!" If you kill me, you won't be able to save her. ”

The young man in white frowned slightly, knocked the person unconscious with a knife, walked out of the alley spotlessly, and asked passers-by: "Excuse me, how to get to the museum?" ”

*

Sujia didn't make it to the bus home, and at the station, someone put a sharp blade against her lower back, forcing her to follow him to a nearby remote location.

"Do you want money? I can give you money......" Su Jia tentatively said.

In the field of crime studies, she is what is commonly referred to as a "low-risk group", both in terms of income level and lifestyle, a type that criminals do not pay special attention to.

Among the white-collar workers who came and went at the bus stop, they must have chosen her for an unusual reason.

"Shut up!" Walked into a dead end, there were many people, and Su Jia was secretly anxious. Her mobile phone was in her bag, along with a wolf-proof stun stick, and the bag had already fallen into the hands of the other party.

"Guys, I really don't know you. There is no injustice and no hatred, everyone goes their own way, okay? ”

There were already three or four men waiting in the alley, ranging in age from their twenties to their fifties. The youngest was the one who had kidnapped Su Jia here, and except for him, who had dressed up and wore shirts and trousers so as not to look out of place with her, the rest of them wore dark gray or black jackets.

"It's just that you don't know what to do. I came out yesterday, how long do you think the strip can keep me? "The person who spoke showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, it was the thief caught by Puyang on the bus that day." My brother has been waiting for you for two days. That kid was in the limelight today, and I recognized it. ”

There were his accomplices in the car that day, and Su Jia didn't know that they had been targeted for days. In the morning, Puyang was on the news and was recognized again. I'm afraid that someone has gone to the neighborhood to find Puyang's bad luck.

The heroine of Su Jia's pen is always not afraid of danger and calmly solves crises. But she herself is just an ordinary girl, and the only thing that is not ordinary is that there is an extra bear child in the family, and at this time, that bear child may also be in trouble.

"What do you want to do?" Su Jia didn't know the other party's intentions, and she couldn't afford all kinds of ideas.

The thief punched her in the abdomen, and she curled up on the ground in severe pain, trembling and unable to make a sound. Punch after punch, she could only curl up to protect her head and let it be beaten.

The eldest pickpocket finished smoking a cigarette: "Qiangzi, that's enough, teach her a lesson, hurry up." "They are thieves, and they will not commit a life lawsuit. But Qiangzi entered the bureau and left a criminal record, and his line will not be good in the future.

The thief, who was called "Hadron", jumped between his fingers with the cold light of the blade, and approached Su Jia: "Let me last time, or scratch this face, you choose." ”