Liang Jun got off at the Youth Film Studio in a taxi. With his appearance as a tramp, if he walked through the gate, he would be stopped by the security guard. So, he had to walk to the wall he was familiar with and turn over again. Go in the wall.

If in normal times, climbing the wall is just a piece of cake for him, but at present, he can only use one hand to climb the wall, and the other hand is still in a plaster due to a fracture.

He walked to the wall that he was used to crawling, grabbed the wall with one hand, and tried to climb up.

I don't know if it was because his body was weak after the operation, or because he was given anesthesia during the operation. In short, he felt his body was soft and weak, and the hand holding the wall seemed to have no strength at all.

He turned to the side of the road and stopped at the small stall selling box lunches.

The aunt who sold the lunch box looked at him in surprise, "Ah, beggar, what's wrong with your arm?"

"I fell accidentally."

He took five yuan from the change that the taxi driver gave him and handed it to his aunt.

"A five yuan box lunch."

The aunt took the money, picked up a box from the stack of lunches and handed it to him.

After Liang Jun took the box lunch and ate it hungrily, he felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot.

"It turns out to be hungry, no wonder you feel dizzy."

The aunt who sold the box lunch joked with him, "Bigger, where did you pick up five yuan? I am willing to eat a box lunch today? You didn't steal the five yuan, right?"

Liang Jun choked her dissatisfiedly, "You just stole it. Give me ten steamed buns and I will take them away."

"Today is full of lavishness. I usually only buy two."

"Stop talking nonsense, and quickly fill me with buns. By the way, get two more bottles of mineral water."

"The mineral water has eight hairs and one piece, which one do you want?"

"Eight hairy."

"It's really stingy, I can't bear to buy a good drink if I have money, it's only two cents expensive."

"The mineral water you buy here is just the same for three yuan a bottle. Anyway, it's all fake."

"Smelly Huazi, your mouth is really poisonous."

The aunt handed him a plastic bag containing steamed buns and mineral water.

However, Liang Jun did not leave after receiving the plastic bag, but looked straight at the aunt.

The aunt glared at him, "What?"

"give change!"

"It's only four cents, are you so careless?"

As the aunt said, she threw the Si Mao Gangzhu into the plastic bag in Liang Jun's hand.

"Nonsense! Forty cents, add another dime. I can buy another steamed bun. After eating this steamed bun, I can carry the hunger for a long time. Can you say I can ignore it?

Liang Jun finished speaking, carrying the plastic bag, and left without looking back.

The aunt turned towards Liang Jun's back and spitted fiercely, "It can be calculated, but the result is still too poor to eat."

Liang Jun returned to the wall just now, tied the plastic bag with steamed buns and mineral water with hemp rope, put it on his back, and then climbed up the wall with his hands again. This time it was different. I was full. Full of strength. Despite using only one hand, he successfully climbed over the wall and entered the Cyan Film Studio.

He first found a hidden ruined house, hid the steamed buns and mineral water, and then quietly walked towards the Yinbao Building.

The peeling paint tin door was concealed. He touched it lightly and glanced along the crack of the door. There was no one in the reception room on the first floor.

He opened the door and walked in and saw blood and messy footprints on the ground.

The big guy and the man carrying him on his shoulders were all gone. He remembered that there was a corpse on the ground, and the corpse was gone.

His thoughts instantly returned to the scene where he was injured by the big guy.

At that time, he came forward to stop him when he was carrying the man on his head and was about to leave.

Since he was injured and ran away, the victorious big man naturally left the man on his back, maybe the big man took away the weightless corpse.

"This **** thing!"

Standing in front of the window, Liang Jun looked at the deserted street carefully, and suddenly felt a little desperate.

He blamed himself for being useless and failing to save that person. He felt that the man with the big head and shoulders should be alive at the time, but now, it is hard to say.

What should we do now?

He has no idea.

There are countless broken houses on the abandoned street, plus this mysterious Yinbao Building, where will the big guy hide?

He felt that the big guy lived somewhere on this street, but the criss-cross streets and complicated and eerie terrain here made it impossible to find it.

How did Liang Jun know that the suspect Zhou Xiaoguang spent more time in the ruined street than he thought. Since his father was working on the Youth Film Studio, he began to play on the set since he was sensible. Later, his mother became mentally disordered. The set has almost become his playground, but he is naturally introverted, and every time he sneaks around by himself, he is familiar with every corner of the set. After that street was abandoned, Zhou Xiaoguang even regarded it as his own site.

For such a suspect, the difficulty of finding his hiding place can be imagined.

It is obviously unwise to find a suspect whose terrain is more familiar to him. It is not wise to take the initiative to attack. If he brakes silently, hides and waits for him to show up.

The suspect is also a human being. He also has to eat and drink Lazard, move around, and cannot hide in hiding forever. Even if his hideout is fully equipped, he will always come out to breathe.

Holding on to this idea, Liang Jun decided to hide first and wait for the suspect to show himself.

But where should I hide?

This reception room is obviously not an ideal place.

From the messy footprints on the ground, Liang Jun found the big footprints of the suspect. In real life, few people have such big feet, and his footprints are very eye-catching on the floor.

Obviously, the suspect often enters and exits this reception room, so there are so many large footprints of different shades on the floor.

As for why the footprints are different in depth, it is formed because of the passage of time and the amount of dust covered. The depth of the footprints is inversely proportional to time. The longer the time, the more dust is covered and the shallower the footprints.

A cool breeze blew behind itself.

He turned his face and saw a door behind him.

That is the door of the stairwell, which is now hidden.

He pushed open the door of the stairwell and saw a ray of sunlight shining in from the window the size of a pigeon cage.

Since big guys often come to the reception room, why not hide in the stairwell and wait for him.

After making up his mind, Liang Jun walked into the stairwell.

Squeak-crunch-squeak

The door made a strange noise and closed behind him.

Liang Jun looked at the empty stairs and frowned, "If you observe the reception room, there is no need to go upstairs. I will just hide on the first floor, so that I can hear any movement outside the door."

But where should I hide it?

His eyes fell unconsciously on the large trash can in the stairwell.

The trash can looks so big, it should be possible to hide a person.

Liang Jun walked over and took off the lid of the trash can.

The trash can is empty.

He got into the trash can and closed the lid.