“…what are you looking at.”

—The person outside the door asked not Xie Qingcheng, but He Yu.

shoulder.

He turned around immediately, it was a woman who was somewhat similar to Lu Yuzhu, but definitely not the "mysterious person" that appeared last night. He Yu was stunned for a moment. Although he had a bad guess, he still asked, "Are you... Yi Awen?"

"It's me." The woman replied, looking at him suspiciously, "Are you looking for me?"

"I..." Although very disappointed with this answer, He Yu adjusted his emotions as quickly as possible, and answered quickly, "It's nothing, isn't this A Wen's haircut? , you look like the boss."

Yi Awen didn't buy his account: "What are you doing here."

"I came to find my friend. He went to the bathroom and didn't come back for a long time. I'm worried he went to the wrong place."

The two were not far from the attic, and He Yu deliberately raised his voice so that Xie Qingcheng above could hear it clearly.

Yi Awen: "The bathroom is downstairs, not upstairs."

"Oh." He Yu replied, "Then I'll go downstairs and look for it. It's my first time here and I'm not familiar with it."

Yi Awen still did not relax her guard: "Where are you from?"

"Zhuangjia Village next door, I'm here to visit relatives." He Yu pretended to be very casual and let out a wretched smile, while saying to Yi Awen, "Sister, you are in this store. My sisters are really nice, and things will come. Unlike us, where we start at 100, our attitude is not good, and we don’t bring any chats.”

When Yi Awen heard this, she finally showed a mechanical, shallow smile, but there was some contempt hidden in the eyes of He Yu.

"Just have fun."

The two were talking to each other when the door of the attic suddenly creaked open.

Yi Awen was startled, her eyes flashed fiercely, and she looked upstairs—

The first thing that appeared in her field of vision was a half-old blind cane.

The blind stick pointed at the steps, cautiously and skillfully probing for a long time, and then stepped down with one foot and stepped on the wooden steps carefully.

Then the stick goes down again…

An unremarkable farmer in every place, a blind man with gray-white eyes, open dazedly.

When she found out that he was blind, the tense muscles all over her body relaxed a little.

But she still stared at him closely, watching him approach her step by step.

The man looks ordinary, his face is sallow, but his voice is very nice, quiet like a pool of windless water: "I heard someone here... Is the bathroom downstairs? I'm sorry , I went to the wrong place..."

Yi Awen hadn't answered yet, but He Yu had already grabbed it and helped Xie Qingcheng.

"This is my brother." He explained to Yi Awen, "Didn't I just say looking for someone? I'll look for him."

After he finished speaking, he immediately said to Xie Qing: "Brother, tell me, if you can't find a place, come back and ask me what you can do here. Come on, I'll take you down."

Appearance: "No, I can do it myself."

"You can, you can go into the room and walk in front of the girl. What are you doing here with me, be careful, or follow me."

Xie Qingcheng coldly said: "Don't tease me."

"I'm sorry, Sister Wen." He Yu and Xie Qingcheng walked downstairs, turning around and nodding to Yi Awen as they walked, "Excuse me, I'm sorry ."

Yi Awen saw Xie Qing in the posture of using a blind cane, the stubbornness of the disabled is very natural, and she felt a little more at ease. She even thought that, fortunately, she had come back at this time. If she let the blind man go up, she might find something.

So she gave them a perfunctory nod, but she immediately turned around and went upstairs, wanting to confirm safety.

The moment she turned around, Xie Qingcheng moved her lips slightly, and said in a voice so soft that only He Yu could hear: "Leave here first. She killed people."

He Yu's hand holding Xie Qingcheng's arm suddenly tightened.

Yi Awen came to the attic.

The house is still furnished as usual, the blind man seems to have just been here before, groping for a while, and finds that the place is not right, so he goes down again.

Soaring to 180 miles, there seems to be a crazy voice in the skull shouting - stop him - stop them!

No! Not right!

Yi Awen's pupils shrunk, she reacted - that blind man has something that should never appear in a blind man...

Watch.

He's wearing a watch!

When he just came downstairs, she saw it at a glance, but she only felt slightly uncomfortable at that time, and didn't realize what it meant.

What does a man who can't see wear a watch? Who to see?

Yi Awen rushed to the bookcase and moved the cabinet away like crazy.

Then she saw it.

She repaired the wall where Yi Qiang's body was embedded, and a hole was knocked out. From that hole, you could clearly see her father's rotten feet...

The blood flowed like a tidal wave.

A motorcycle was parked downstairs. It belonged to Yi Awen. As usual, she came to the store to patrol around, and then sat down for a while, so the motorcycle was never locked.

Xie Qing presented the motorcycle and said to He Yu, "Come up."

He Yu: "...you can drive?"

Xie Qingcheng: "I have driven police and motorcycles."

Yi Awen was already chasing after her, a grim face appeared at the door, and her sister, like someone who didn’t know, asked her nervously—

“Sister, why did you…”

Yi Awen didn't answer her and rushed over like a falcon chasing prey.

Almost at the same time, He Yu got into the back seat of the motorcycle, Xie Qingcheng said in a low voice, "Hold tight, sit tight."

He Yu got on Xie Qingcheng's car and realized that this man is really wild and his driving skills are really good. On such a bumpy and muddy loess mountain road, he galloped as fast as he could on the ground, but because of The speed is extremely fast, and it is very exciting, even driving a weightless feeling of jumping off a building on a few steep slopes.

The red pointer on the instrument panel was running wildly, and the cold wind in early spring blew the clothes rustling.

After the initial tension, He Yu suddenly realized that he was holding Xie Qingcheng's waist tightly at the moment.

Although this is a critical juncture, He Yu is mentally ill, and his brain is not completely occupied by the speed of life and death.

He could still soberly think: This seems to be after the night in the clubhouse... No, it should be the first time Xie Qingcheng asked to hug him after Xie Qingcheng resigned.

Although it is for escape.

"Hold tighter."

"Huh?"

"Hold me tight."

He Yu: "Be careful—"

The end of the heart character hasn't fallen yet, and the motorcycle has already soared beyond 100 meters.

He Yu: "…"

Xie Qingcheng's motorcycle skills are almost no different from professional mounted police officers. He Yu suspected that he had used this technology to pick up girls, otherwise how could he have practiced like this.

Although he drives steadily and fast, it is a luxury sports car, the kind that holds the steering wheel. Motorcycles are too sporty and not gentle enough. He Yu is not good at it, even at all never opened.

In a blink of an eye, the two had entered the barren hills outside the village.

The barren mountains in Qingli County are really barren, different from the small mounds in the south where you can still see the city lights.

The mountains are like beasts dormant in the dark night. When the night wind blows, the trees are bleak, like the low sighs of beasts.

He saw another motorcycle light on the trail behind him.

—Yi Awen is a local after all. She knows how to cut corners. She has already found a car to chase after her, and is biting her back like crazy.

The two cars raced for more than ten kilometers as if they were playing mountain off-road, and Tiangong also began to join in the fun. The sky that had been gloomy before suddenly flashed with lightning, followed by roaring thunder, the first thunderstorm that shocked Zhe It poured down at this point.

Raindrops crashed down, washing most of the makeup off their faces, as well as most of the dust on the mountains.

The mountain road quickly became muddy, and it became more and more difficult to drive, and the place they drove became more and more deviated, and they saw the magnificent sky and the endless wasteland, and there was no one around. .

But this place is obviously familiar to the aboriginal Yi Awen.

She did not know which **** she took to approach, and chased a little tighter, now He Yu and the others could clearly hear the sound of her motorcycle's engine.

He Yu couldn't help asking Xie Qingcheng: "Do you know the way! Where are you going?"

"The town police station."

He Yu was desperate: "Are you going this way?"

Xie Qingcheng: "Yes. I have observed it in the past few days."

He remembers the way!

Yi Awen also clearly saw Xie Qingcheng's intention. She pushed the horsepower and released the power of the motorcycle more quickly. He Yu glanced back at her, the woman was shrouded in the headlights of the motorcycle, as if a burning fireball was rapidly approaching them.

Getting closer, she stretched her hand down and felt something from behind her waist with one hand.

In the basement of the Radio and Television Tower, the woman who is somewhat similar to Yi Awen also did it. At that time, she took out a hand from the back of her waist...

He Yu reacted suddenly and said sharply, "Xie Qingcheng, be careful! She has a gun!"

Almost at the same time, a bang! Echoing between the valleys, like her mother, Yi Awen held a smoking pistol and fired a bullet at He Xie and the two.

As soon as the bullet was fired, Xie Qingcheng realized that Yi Awen should be holding a dirt gun.

The sound is very raspy and the rate of fire is nowhere near as good as a really well made gun.

This kind of gun has a very small amount of ammunition. Generally, it is almost necessary to change the chamber after three rounds. After Xie Qingcheng made this judgment, he bowed like a cheetah and pushed the horsepower to drive the motorcycle out. The S-shaped route is the best way to avoid shooting. Even professional police officers may not be able to aim at the target. The probability of not hitting depends on luck.

Yi Awen was obviously aware of this, and in the rainstorm, she didn't take aim anymore. Although this woman was not brought up by Lu Yuzhu, her blood relationship is a very delicate thing. There seems to be the same personality element as her mother in her genes. In a critical moment, the mother and daughter react the same way—

They all started firing recklessly.

Boom!

—

"Boom!"

It seems to coincide with the sound of gunfire in the basement of the archives.

As if everything was in line with the time.

And then, it was the same as before.

The Lu family's mother and daughter, who were very lucky in some aspects, even targeted two men who were very unlucky in some aspects in the random guns—!

Only heard a thud, Xie Qingcheng's motorcycle wheel was actually hit by Yi Awen.

The tire loses pressure instantly, great inertia and great resistance and blasting force compete, just like dragons in the deep sea fighting, giant beasts fighting, making a deafening roar, and then the motorcycle completely loses control , threw the two people in the car off, and he rushed out with a splash of mud in the rainstorm, fell from the edge of the winding mountain road, and fell straight...falling...

"Boom!"

The locomotive must have hit the motorcycle gasoline barrel when it fell. After more than ten seconds of the car falling, an explosion of fire suddenly rushed into the wind and rain under the hillside! Immediately afterwards, black smoke billowed up, as if strangling the heavy rain in the scorched fog.

, he was blocked by an oblique pine tree and did not fall.

He Yu struggled, grabbed the pine tree, and tried to climb up, but mud and water splashed, footsteps sounded from far to near, and the last pair of women's black soft leather boots stopped in front of him.

He Yu raised his eyes, facing the wind and rain, and met Yi Awen's very terrifying and cold eyes.

The next second, Yi Awen raised her foot and stepped on the back of He Yu's hand holding the pine tree!