Song Yiqing came out of the police station and declined their request to send her home.

It wasn't too late, and there was still a glimmer of light outside.

She walked home, blowing the evening breeze and enjoying a moment of tranquility.

There are occasional car horns along the road, combined with the neon lights, which is particularly prosperous.

Zhejiang's development is very fast, commerce is blooming everywhere, and the rapid momentum has gradually surpassed the heavy industry base.

Song Yiqing wandered around alone and felt a lot of emotion.

She casually glanced at it and suddenly saw a figure.

The man had already followed her all the way, and she raised her guard and deliberately went around in two circles.

The man behind him was still there, not far away and not close to her.

Song Yiqing can basically be sure that she is being followed.

Who is this man?

In order to find out if anyone else was following her, she deliberately took the path, dumped him, and then observed in the dark.

The man was looking for her like a headless fly.

It's a pity that he lost it.

After looking for a while, he really didn't see her, so he smoked a cigarette and left.

Song Yiqing came out of the darkness, her eyes narrowing slightly.

She has no enemies in Zhecheng, and the only one who has a holiday is Luna's family.

And she just went to find out the news today, and when she came back, she was followed.

She seemed certain that the man had been sent by Luna's family.

They are struggling to find a breakthrough in the case, so Luna's family takes the initiative to send the breakthrough over.

Dozing off sent pillows, just in time.

Song Yiqing secretly had a plan in her heart, returned to the road, and returned home openly.

Sitting on the sofa, she called Fang Limin and told her about being followed.

"I look like I'm being followed......"

"When?"

"When I first came back from the police station."

Fang Limin couldn't sit still: "Don't be afraid, I'll help you get rid of people." ”

"No, don't, I'll keep him useful."

"What's the use?"

She has been followed, and she may be in danger at any time, and it is useless to care if he is useful at this time.

Song Yiqing said her plan on the phone and asked them to cooperate.

Fang Limin disagreed, which was risky for her.

"You don't have to worry, I'll take care of myself."

Under her repeated pleas, Fang Limin finally agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Limin lit a cigarette, the smoke ring rose in circles, and he only took a puff.

Song Yiqing's guess may be right, but he is more worried that she guessed wrong.

The person who followed her may have been sent by Luna's family or Liu Mingli.

It's just that she doesn't know about Liu Mingli's existence now, and simply thinks that only Luna has a holiday with her.

Recently, there have been more and more information about Liu Mingli's whereabouts, and they have found many clues to prove that he is really alive.

This is both good news and bad news.

Fang Limin was melancholy.

Hanging up the phone, Song Yiqing stretched her waist, someone followed her, and it didn't cause any panic to her.

On the contrary, she was excited. Finally, there's a chance to grab Luna's handle.

She had a good night's sleep and woke up looking refreshed.

She stood upstairs and pushed open the window, downstairs in the early morning, many people were exercising.

She looked from afar, and the black dot that followed her yesterday was standing brightly in the crowd.

Song Yiqing hooked the corners of her mouth, waiting for him.

She ate breakfast unhurriedly and went to the pharmacy as usual.

After going out of the door, he didn't have to take a few steps before the man followed.

Song Yiqing was in a good mood and hummed a song in her mouth.

She deliberately took an extra detour, and deliberately let him lose it once.

Reappearing on the road, she could even feel the man's collapse.

He followed him closely, but slipped away under his nose.

Lost more than once or twice, so that the person was very insecure, and the distance between the two was shortened.

Song Yiqing began to get busy when she entered the pharmacy, raising her head from time to time and looking outside.

She deliberately looked at the man, and after a few eye contacts, the man quickly looked away.

Song Yiqing wanted to laugh, just this tracking technology, it was too bad.

After finishing busy in the pharmacy, it was already afternoon.

Song Yiqing stretched, and the patience of the outsiders was almost exhausted.

She changed her clothes and strode out of the pharmacy.

Today, she specially instructed Qi Hui not to pick her up.

When the man saw her come out, he threw away the cigarette in his hand with joy.

Song Yiqing saw this little action in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile.

She pretended to mysteriously take another way, not the way home, but the way to the post office.

In this day and age, there are very few people who can afford a telephone.

The main way of communication is by mail.

It's not yet time to officially leave work, and there are very few people who come to send letters.

The blue mailbox at the door of the post office stood, Song Yiqing looked left and right, and he took out a letter from his bag.

I carefully rubbed the cover twice before solemnly putting the letter in.

All her movements were clearly visible to the man.

The man was nervous, who was she sending a letter to!

After Song Yiqing threw the letter in, she lowered her hat and left.

After hesitating repeatedly, the man did not follow Song Yiqing, but prepared to take her letter out of the mailbox.

The letters in the mailbox could only go in and out, and he didn't open the lock of the mailbox with great effort.

People passing by gave him strange looks.

He was afraid that if he continued, he would attract the attention of others, so he had to give up.

It was just getting dark, and there were fewer pedestrians on the road.

The man was on the move again.

He squatted here for a moment to make sure no one had come to pick up the letter.

While there was no one, he had to open the mailbox as quickly as possible and take out her letter.

He had just walked over to the mailbox, ready to open it.

Suddenly, a force from behind him rushed straight into his neck, and the next second, he fainted.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

Fang Huai'an was wearing a mask on his face, and he was stunned with one palm, and then stuffed him into the car.

It turned out that all this was Song Yiqing's plan.

She first asked Fang Limin to contact Fang Huai'an, and they wanted to catch the person who was following her.

But arresting people in broad daylight may cause panic among others.

Therefore, Song Yiqing thought of this method, pretending to send a letter to lure the snake out of the hole.

She wanted to solve the case as soon as possible, so that Fang Huai'an could come back earlier.

Fang Huai'an took the person to the basement where he was temporarily rented.

There was a lot of fish and dragons here, and no one noticed that he had brought someone back.

He tied the man's hands and feet, placed him on a chair, and blindfolded him so that he could only hear the sound and not see anything.

Fang Huai'an sat across from him, quietly waiting for him to wake up.

It didn't take long for the man to open his eyes, and it was still dark before him.

I wanted to speak, but I found that my mouth was blocked.

He struggled, but he couldn't move his limbs at all.