On Saturday of this day, Yao Jingjing still went to the town to catch the market as usual, and met little Alexander on the way, and the two cooperated again to sell goods, and little Alexander acted as a translator.

Today's business is still as prosperous as ever, a stream of people rushed over, Yao Jingjing was very busy, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure in the distance, that figure was both familiar and unfamiliar, that person was not, wasn't it the fugitive? The fugitive would have recognized himself even if he had turned to ashes, and he had a vague glimpse of the fugitive and smiled lewdly at himself.

Yao Jingjing froze instantly, her eyes widened, she blinked vigorously, and when she looked at it, the figure disappeared again.

Uh, what's going on? Did she read it wrong? Hallucinations?

"Hey, Yao Jingjing, what do you want? Sell the goods! Little Alexander saw that Yao Jingjing was distracted, and couldn't help but stab her, and Yao Jingjing suddenly came back to his senses.

"Uh, oh." Yao Jingjing glanced into the distance again, there was indeed nothing, maybe she was really blind. Without thinking about it anymore, Yao Jingjing was busy with the work in her hand again.

Closing the stall at noon and going home, Yao Jingjing frowned all the way, thinking about the lewd smile on the fugitive's face, and suddenly a chill arose, she stopped the car suddenly, couldn't help but hold her arms with both hands, her eyes were full of fear, was it really her hallucination? I've never had this kind of hallucination before, how could it suddenly appear today? Could it be that it is not a hallucination? Officer Ilya said that the fugitive had probably fled to Ukraine, could it be that the fugitive had returned?

Yao Jingjing's mind was chaotic, that terrible night last autumn came to her mind again, this humiliating experience has been tormenting her and Sergei, does this humiliating experience have to be experienced again? No, you cannot.

Yao Jingjing's eyes suddenly became firm, she drove around and returned to the town, she was going to the town's gun and ammunition store to buy some shotgun ammunition, there were not many bullets at home.

When Yao Jingjing returned home, it was already noon, and Ivan was a little surprised.

"Jingjing, are dumplings hard to sell today? You're back a little late today. ”

"Well, there's something wrong, it's delayed." Yao Jingjing's face was not very good, she was miserable and pale, and Ivan could also see her abnormality.

"I've cooked, let's eat." Ivan didn't know when Yao Jingjing would come back, so he made a Russian lunch.

"Oh." Yao Jingjing washed her hands and sat down at the table.

Ivan saw that Yao Jingjing was absent-minded, and although she was eating, her heart obviously flew to other places.

"Jingjing, what happened at the bazaar today?"

Eh, Yao Jingjing suddenly came back to her senses, shook her head, and said, "No, what can happen." Oh, by the way, Ivan, I bought some shotgun ammunition, I have two shotguns at home, if a burglar breaks into the house one day, you have to be careful. Yao Jingjing took out a box of shotgun bullets from her backpack and put it on the table.

"How do you buy bullets in the cold?" Ivan felt more and more that Yao Jingjing was a little abnormal today.

"I just suddenly remembered that I didn't have a lot of bullets at home."

It could be seen that Yao Jingjing was reluctant to say more, so Ivan stopped asking. And Sergei, who was lying on the bed, seemed to understand something, and a trace of fear and worry flashed in his eyes.