The blizzard, which began to fall at about 8 o'clock yesterday evening, did not become lighter until about 7 o'clock in the morning. But it can still be called goose feather snow, and the thickness of the snow on the streets is still increasing. The snow on the highway leading to Kitayama City is waist-low, and the snow is reaching the thighs in the neighboring city.

Li Qingyan couldn't find a car, so he only relied on two legs. He was like a snowplow in the shape of a human, and the snow splashed high above his pass, emptying the entire road. When you can see the city, you can slow down, bypass the checkpoint, and enter the undeveloped wasteland outside the Fifth Ring Road.

He stood in the wasteland for a while, looking at the main city of Beishan in the distance. The sky was overcast, and the tall buildings in the main city were pale blue, stretching at the end of the earth. Shrouded in heavy snow, it looks mysterious and noble.

With such heavy snowfall, it should be impossible for Lao Wen and his wife to rush to the sawmill overnight, and they may be trapped on the road. But they are demon clans, and their physical fitness is much better than that of humans, so they don't need to worry too much. As for Zhou Lihuang......

Now that he is on his own thief ship, he is the person in the world who is most afraid of things being revealed. He will do his job well, and maybe he has tried all kinds of ways to take the young boy to the sawmill. When he finds no one inside, he will definitely wait.

And he continued on his way westward. When a low-rise two-story building and bungalow appeared on the side of the street, he sneaked into the courtyard of a house and got himself an overcoat and a baseball cap.

An hour later, I arrived at the "Huang Ji Authentic Beef Miscellaneous House". This area is a slum in the northwest of Qingjiang District, where the buildings are all sixty or seventy years old, and the streets are covered with ravines like the faces of old people. But now it is covered by snow, but it looks like an old North Mountain.

The Beef Grocery House is the only one open on an entire dilapidated street. The boss was sweeping the snow outside the door, topless. There is a faint mist on the body, which should be due to sweating. Li Qingyan walked over and asked, "Lao Huang, will you open the door today?"

The boss looked up at him and was stunned. Quickly look left and right: "Come in, come in!"

He leaned the big broom against the wall and walked in the door, and Li Qingyan followed.

"Do you dare to walk on the street?" Lao Huang is a strong man with big shoulders and a round waist. But the appearance is loyal and honest, and at a glance, I feel that he is a responsible person. Now he frowned, "I watched TV last night and said you were wanted, what did you do?"

Li Qingyan took off his hat, shook the snow off his body, and sat down at the table by the door: "What do you say on TV?"

Lao Huang hesitated for a moment: "Say you are a terrorist." ”

But then he said, "But aren't you eating official dinner?"

"Do you believe I'm a terrorist?" asked Li Qingyan with a smile.

Lao Huang was stunned for a moment, then thought about it again: "I don't believe it." ”

"Why?"

"Because you drink too much soup and spicy?" Lao Huang smiled and sighed, "I don't believe it anyway." I think you're a good person, and you haven't treated me badly in the past few years. ”

Li Qingyan nodded: "That's good." Get me a bowl of soup and lend me a few hundred dollars. I've eaten at your place, and I'll go into the city to take care of something...... Then get ready to run. ”

Lao Huang wanted to ask something more, but in the end he only said, "Okay." ”

Turn around and walk into the back kitchen.

Lao Huang was one of his informants. He really didn't treat him badly - Li Qingyan thought that he was good to the informant, almost a kind of forced "put himself in his shoes". That's why he shouldn't be here today...... But one thing has to be confirmed.

Ten minutes later, Lao Huang served a bowl of beef offal soup and walked away to sit at the table on the other side of the aisle.

The milky white broth made from beef bones consists of small slices of offal and beef, and is topped with blanched cabbage and sprinkled with chopped chives and coriander. Lao Huang deliberately used a casserole to serve him soup, and when it was served, it was still open, so the room was full of aroma.

Li Qingyan scooped three full spoonfuls of chili oil from the table and added them to the soup, stirring them with a spoon. This soup became red soup.

Lao Huang couldn't help but say: "You should drink some original soup first, and then add spicy seeds, the taste is different." ”

He said this almost every time, but Li Qingyan ignored him.

Lao Huang sighed, counted out nine hundred pieces from his trouser pocket, and stretched out his hand to put them on his table. Li Qingyan picked it up while drinking the soup and put it in his coat pocket.

It was quiet inside the house and on the street, except for the sound of Li Qingyan drinking soup and the "clatter" of the wall clock. He ate and drank quickly, and in five minutes the casserole was empty, with only a little black residue of seasoning powder underneath. He let out a sigh of relief, leaned back in his chair, and glanced at the clock again.

It's 8:26.

Lao Huang hesitated for a moment: "When are you going to enter the city?"

"Wait a little longer. ”

"This ...... I don't mean anything else. Lao Huang whispered, "It's not that I'm afraid of driving you away, but you don't dare to stay too long, the people in your secret intelligence bureau are powerful...... After a long stay, people will find you. ”

Li Qingyan was silent for a while and stood up: "I know." I'll leave now. ”

He picked up his hat and put it on, turned and pushed the door open. The north wind swept in the snowflakes, and Li Qingyan smelled the smell of steel in the wind.

He immediately raised his hand. Almost at the same moment, a rocket trailed through the wind and snow and shot in front of him. But he was opened by his immovable hand, and with a bang, it flew into the air and exploded.

The snow and fog rose, and Li Qingyan was no longer in place. Four special operations team armored soldiers rushed with him into the snowstorm, and their mechanical feet stepped out of the deep pit in the street. Li Qingyan ran along the street at an extremely fast speed. The four special operators activated the auxiliary power system on the armor and spewed a bright tail flame. The metal man, which is more than two meters tall, seems to fly close to the ground, and jumps out dozens of meters in a second.

But ten seconds later, they still lost sight of Li Qingyan—he jumped into the building and disappeared.

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At 9:47, Li Qingyan crossed the wall of Taiqing Garden.

At 9:52, he pushed open the door of Villa 16 in Taiqing Garden.

The living room was almost identical to the last time he came, but the wildflowers in the vase were all withered. He shook the snow off his body, took off his hat and coat, and hung it on the coat rack by the door. Then he walked in and saw Pei Yuanxiu leaning on the sofa and falling asleep.

He was seriously injured when he was seen last night. But now only the chest is wrapped in a strap, and the wounds on the rest of the body have healed. The heating in the house was so good that he wore only a dressing gown.

An official of his level, and the son of Peberu, who died last night, can indeed enjoy special medical care. With the help of modern technology and magical powers, the recovery of injuries is extremely fast.

On the coffee table in front of him lay a few documents. Li Qingyan walked over and glanced at it, it was all something that Pei Yuanxiu needed to fill in. He thought that Pei Yuanxiu should have been interrogated while receiving treatment last night, and he would not go home until dawn.

So Li Qingyan walked to the sofa opposite Pei Yuanxiu and sat down, looking at him seriously.