Ye Yi leaned forward and listened carefully to what Chen Feng said.

"During this time, people often disappeared, and they were all pregnant women. At first we thought it was a trafficker."

Chen Feng did a cup of happiness, wiped his mouth and continued:

"But I heard some people say that those pregnant women fell into the river, and in the end we went to the salvage team to fish, and there was nothing!"

Ye Yi looked incredible.

"How can it be?"

Chen Feng waved his hand:

"How is it possible! I personally supervise it! Nothing! Nothing!"

Ye Yi's eyebrows slowly twisted together.

Secretly connected the clearing of the river with the pregnant woman falling into the water.

"Boom!"

There was a sudden sound, and several people were taken aback.

When I took a closer look, it turned out that a few people were too fascinated by the conversation and did not notice that the waiter in the restaurant came to serve the food.

"Let’s eat first, Xiaoye came back from the field, I’m afraid it’s been a long time since I tasted Sichuan cuisine from his hometown."

Ye Yi nodded slightly, and his chopsticks reached out to the Mapo tofu on the plate, his mind was indeed sorting out what they had just said.

With the sound of ding-ding-ding-dang-dang-dang-chopsticks colliding, everyone gradually put down their chopsticks.

After eating, the deputy director stood up:

"Xiaoye, you have been working hard outside during this period of time. I just returned to Bazhou and I will not send you a task for the time being. You should take a rest for a while."

Ye Yi nodded, turned around and walked outside the door.

Ye Yi walked all the way, while observing the Wushui River.

At this time, the river was crystal clear, which was very different from the dark river in his memory some time ago.

"Boy! Don't get too close to the river!"

A kind passerby reminded Ye Yi.

"Um?"

Ye Yi looked at the source of the sound, and an old man walked over staggeringly with a small horse in his hand.

"Master, what do you mean by saying that the river shouldn't be too close?"

Ye Yi moved a little away from the guardrail and walked two steps towards the uncle.

The uncle squinted his eyes to Hanoi:

"Another girl dropped down this morning."

The uncle turned his head and looked at Ye Yi:

"Young people may not believe in ghosts and evils, but I tell you that there are some things that you have to believe. You should stay away from this river."

Ye Yi smiled and nodded:

"Well, I don't believe it, I just came back from the field and haven't heard about it yet."

The uncle smiled slightly, and pointed to a bridge not far away:

"It just fell from that place. It is said that when it fell, a few young people were born and fished, but they didn't catch anything. It's very evil."

Ye Yi frowned, and someone would immediately salvage him when he fell. It stands to reason that he could be saved 100%, but he didn't get anything. What do you mean?

"Uncle, who is that woman? Can you tell me more about this?"

When the uncle saw the young man curious, he opened the little Mazha and sat on the side of the road, and Ye Yi also sat down beside the road tooth.

Then he took out a stick of dry tobacco from his arms, and Ye also stretched out his hand to light it for him.

"That girl is the wife of the owner of Zheng's noodle shop. I went to watch the excitement with people this morning. The Wushui River became clear and many people went to watch."

The uncle smacked a few sips, and slowly exhaled the choking smoke:

"As a result, I suddenly heard someone yelling that someone had rolled into the river and called for help. A few young boys immediately jumped down. I watched the guy next to me jump down, and I could still see it at the time. The shadow of that drowning girl doll."

"When those young boys swim over, don't say the shadow, not even a splash of water."

Ye Yi rubbed his eyebrows, and asked casually:

"Where is the Zheng's noodle restaurant you said?"

The uncle looked up at the young man:

"Just in front of the bridge, it looks like a hundred steps to the south."

Ye Yi stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and helped the old man up again.

"Baby, I don't think you are an ordinary person, are you a policeman? I don't think ordinary young people will ask these questions."

The old man knocked his cigarette on the ground and turned around to put away the Mazza.

"Well... I'm almost a policeman, it didn't take long to come back from the field."

"Then I won't disturb your office."

The old man bent over and walked away tremblingly.

Watching the old man leave, Ye Yi followed the clues given by the uncle just now and found Zheng Ji Noodle House.

When I arrived at the door of the shop, I found that the door had already been closed.

"Young man? Come to eat noodles?"

A passerby looked at Ye Yi standing outside the noodle restaurant and asked casually.

"Huh? Hmm... why is this store closed?"

The passerby shook his head:

"The shop owner's wife rolled into the river, and the owner sent his mother home. Once the shop was closed, he probably went to the salvage team."

"Oh, thank you!"

Ye Yi smiled at the passers-by, turned around and walked towards the nearby salvage team.

A few minutes later, I heard the cry of a man from far away:

"I beg you, go down and fish again..."

Ye Yi looked at it and saw a tall man kneeling on the ground like a woman, clutching the boatman's leg and crying.

"No way, no way, this **** is very wicked these days, I won't go!"

The boatman specializes in salvaging things from this river, whether it is clothing or jewelry, or the cats, dogs, and cats that fell into the river by his own house, or even people who fell and drowned. As long as he was willing to pay, he would be willing to fish.

The man kneeling was Lao Zheng, the husband of a pregnant woman who fell into the water.

Old Zheng took out a few red banknotes from his pocket and stuffed them into the hand of the boatman:

"Just try it! I pay, no matter groan did not groan, this is your money, and if I give you two thousand groan!"

That boatman some heart, hesitated a little.

"I give you extra one thousand!"

Lao Zheng said, pinching touch trouser pocket.

"Trekking trip! I fail to beat you! I'm fishing! My fishing still does not work!"

Boatman nor reap his thousand dollars, called the young man a few good water:

"Walk walk! Go fishing for it, even if it is not fishing, I could not, and this is very scary river recently, the single did not finish me."

At this time, also leaves suddenly went over, pulled from the arms thousand dollars:

"Uncle, can I put it?"

Ye also boatman looked up, wrinkled face again in a while wondering:

"Why do you go?"

Ye also went straight to the money upon their boatman, by the way cigarette out of his pocket, a people scattered one:

"I just go and see what's scary in this river."

"The young man act recklessly, I start with the good, and if you fall, I do not save you!"

Lao Zheng Ye also want to see the boat, and from the arms of dig a thousand:

"Take me along too."

That boatman Lao Zheng a white, waved:

"Walk walk! Are put on, especially what the two of you really act recklessly!"

Boatman bring three young boys and a crowd of old Zheng Ye also soon launch a boat, sailed against the current towards the point of drowning.

"Just here?"

Boatman, pointing to the river front, he turned around and asked Lao Zheng.

"Right right right, is the front fell off."

Boatman immediately anchored the boat, three boys and oxygen bottles tie a rope around the waist.