Fang Huai'an drove to Song Yiqing's cloth shop, and at this time he had missed the rush hour of getting off work, and the streets were full of people.

He stood by the car, his hands in his trouser pockets, and smoked a cigarette.

Snuffing out the cigarette butt, he dispersed the smell on his body.

Song Yiqing was waiting for him in the hall, smiling as he entered the door.

"Waited a long time?"

"No, my side just ended."

She grabbed his arm affectionately, and the faint smell of tobacco on his body was acceptable.

"Haven't eaten yet, have you? Craving something? ”

Song Yiqing thought for a while: "Hot pot? ”

"No, it's so spicy that it's not good for wound recovery."

Her wounds were all scabbed, and she hadn't eaten spicy food for so long, and a bird was about to fade out of her mouth.

No, she insisted on eating hot pot.

"If you don't eat hot pot, I won't eat it."

She pouted and said coquettishly.

Fang Huai'an couldn't see her like this, and immediately disarmed and surrendered.

"You can eat it, but it can only be slightly spicy."

Song Yiqing turned to smile and said, "It's okay to be slightly spicy." "Turning your face is faster than turning a book.

The two came to a nearby hot pot restaurant, and the aroma of hot pot was rich and intoxicating.

Fang Huai'an and Song Yiqing sat opposite each other, and in front of the steaming hot pot, Song Yiqing's face looked a little ruddy.

It was a sumptuous dinner, but compared to the deliciousness of the food, Fang Huai'an enjoyed the time spent with Song Yiqing more.

He scooped up a slice of meat with chopsticks: "Eat more." ”

Song Yiqing's satisfaction in eating meat was extremely happy.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the door.

Fang Huai'an and Song Yiqing looked at the door at the same time, only to see a policeman walking in quickly, it was Zhang Zheng.

He took off his hat and shed the chill from his body.

Fang Huai'an: "Where is there any movement in the police station?" ”

Zhang Zheng shook his head: "That Mr. Gong Er who targeted you disappeared out of thin air, and I can't find any trace of him. ”

This is somewhat unusual, and judging from the current clues, Mr. Miyaji's disappearance can only be described as bizarre.

The air froze in an instant, and Fang Huai'an and Song Yiqing glanced at each other, their hearts full of unease.

Zhang Zheng's face was ugly: "The people we sent to find him have also lost contact." That's why he hurried to find Fang Huai'an to find a way to deal with it.

Song Yiqing's appetite was reduced by half, and her heart was terrified at the thought of the ruthless and cunning enemy lurking in the shadows.

Fang Huai'an put down his chopsticks and looked at her with a deep gaze, "He may be brewing some conspiracy." ”

Song Yiqing thought of what happened before, and couldn't help but be a little worried: "The main purpose now is to find his people." ”

"That's right," Fang Huai'an's face was also a little heavy, "He has repeatedly suffered losses under my hands, and he will definitely not give up, rather than letting him make waves in the shadows, it is better to force him out." ”

They were also waiting for him to jump off the wall and do something else, but they didn't expect him to disappear.

His disappearance seemed to herald an impending storm, leaving them with a deep sense of powerlessness, like a scrappy bullfighter suddenly without a goal.

"I came to you just to discuss a solution."

Zhang Zheng touched his nose, they have been fighting Gong Er for many years, and they have never had the upper hand.

Since Fang Huai'an's assistance, this situation has changed.

"Respond to change with the same."

Fang Huai'an wiped his hands, and his right eyelid thumped, which made people upset.

Song Yiqing asked: "Mr. Gong Er can also be regarded as a figure with a head and face in Zhejiang City, if he wants to disappear, I'm afraid it's not simple, right?" ”

"He's cunning here, and few people have seen him for what he really is."

Song Yiqing chuckled in her heart, she suddenly remembered that she had seen that man tonight.

"Someone has seen it, right? What does he look like? ”

Zhang Zheng was puzzled: "Have you seen him?" ”

Song Yiqing replied truthfully: "I'm not sure." Tonight I have a guy here who said he wants to talk to me about cooperation. There was something strange about this person, so I didn't sign the contract. ”

"At present, it is suspected that Gong Er has two faces, one is thin and tall, with phoenix eyes and bright eyes. A stocky chunky with big eyes and dimples when he laughs. ”

Combined with his description, the tall and thin man appeared in Song Yiqing's mind. Maybe he's really Mr. Gong Er.

Zhang Zheng saw that Fang Huai was as stable as Mount Tai, his heart was dry and anxious, and he couldn't help but speak: "Brother, have you finished eating?" ”

After eating, hurry back to the police station and find a way.

He was unhurried, and the house was already on fire outside.

Fang Huaian glanced at Song Yiqing, Song Yiqing didn't eat well, he didn't eat well.

Zhang Zheng was speechless, why didn't he find out that he still had a strict wife.

Fang Huai'an calmed down, and methodically waited for Song Yiqing to put down his chopsticks before preparing to finish.

Where else can Song Yiqing eat: "You guys go get busy first, I'll go back to the hotel by myself." ”

"Or we'll send you back."

The security of the hotel has been upgraded, and Song Yiqing also has the ability to protect herself. He can guarantee that she is safe in the hotel.

Seeing her return to the hotel room with her own eyes, Fang Huaian went to continue to be busy.

There was no light in the room, and the more Song Yiqing thought about it, the more she felt that the person who came to talk to her about business today was likely to be Gong Er.

She still remembers that when she first saw Gong Er, the system automatically issued a warning that danger was approaching.

But when she took advantage of the gap between pouring tea and wanted to exchange messages with the system, the system did not respond.

"Fusu Fusu ......"

"Host, I'm here."

"Is that person tonight Gong Er?"

"Sorry host, I don't have any personal news of him here."

Song Yiqing frowned, the system doesn't have it, it doesn't mean that he is not.

"And what are you calling the alarm for tonight?"

"I sensed that there was danger in that person, and I wanted to warn you that I was later forced offline by an inexplicable force."

Things became more and more confusing, and Song Yiqing's uneasiness gradually turned into worry.

They are like a lonely boat sailing on the sea, and if they are not careful, they will be overturned by Gong Er's boat.

She stood at the window, watching the lights outside, and the questions in her head grew.

If he is really Gong Er, then what is the purpose of his coming to him to cooperate?

What does that contract mean?

She looked at it carefully, and on the surface there was nothing wrong with the contract.

The more Song Yiqing thought about it, the more confused she became, so she simply lay on the bed and let go of her thoughts.

It wasn't long before she fell asleep.

Late at night, Fang Huai'an came back late.

Looking at the sleeping person on the bed, his heart, which had been restless for many days, seemed to have a place to stay.

There was a few bad news coming back from the police station, and the group of people who were following Gong Er had been killed.

The body was found in a garbage can on the outskirts of the city......

Gong Er is extremely rampant and has blatantly persecuted the police officers.

If this person is not removed, it will be difficult to dispel the anger of everyone.

But where to find him, I didn't know where to start for a while.