As the car drove onto the expressway, Song Yuhang glanced in the rearview mirror wearing sunglasses, the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

"It seems we are being targeted."

Lin Wei put his hand on his forehead and rubbed his temples, lazily: "Someone followed me when I was at Lin's house last night."

Song Yuhang glanced at her nervously, "Is it okay?"

"It's okay, I dumped it." Lin Fan answered, watching the black car in the rearview mirror following them not too far away, chewing gum in his mouth.

"Yesterday, my auntie's birthday party endured and didn't do anything. Since they all came here, don't blame me for being impolite."

Song Yuhang held the steering wheel and looked straight ahead, avoiding the passing cars.

"No hurry, play with them for a while."

Next service area.

Lin Wei was noisy again and was going to the bathroom, Song Yuhang pulled over and parked the car, unfastened his seat belt and went down with her.

She was smoking a cigarette while walking in with her shoulders, and she caught a glimpse of the black car coming to a stop.

Song Yuhang patted her shoulder twice: "Go ahead, I'll go around there and buy some food."

Lin tired of understanding, nodded, and the two of them walked away separately.

The man in black who followed him peered his head and pressed the miniature microphone next to his ear: "Report, they are separated."

Lin Fan squeezed into the crowd in the restroom. The lady who used to focus on playing with the mobile phone took the cap and buttoned her head. As soon as she put on her sunglasses, she took off her coat and held it in her hand. She took out her hood from her pocket and pinned it. He closed his face, and went out with a few older aunts.

The man in black turned a circle, and no one could be seen.

Song Yuhang leaned against the counter and bought a pack of Zhonghua. When the waiter asked her for money, Yu Guang saw the man in black anxiously turning around. It should be that he was lost.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips, and she deliberately increased the volume: "Give me another bottle of mineral water."

The man in black turned his head quickly, as if he had found the target, Song Yuhang led the people through the corridor to the parking lot.

At lunchtime, the service area was crowded with tourist buses and private cars, and people came out of the parking lot from time to time and passed them.

The men in black follow suit.

Song Yuhang passed through the crowd and led the people to the side where the bus stopped. The tall body blocked the sun and cast shadows on the ground.

As she walked, she unzipped the cuff with her teeth and walked around to the other side of the bus.

The man in black quickly followed.

Someone patted him on the shoulder: "Hey—"

He turned his head, Lin Nang hit his face with a fist.

The man in black staggered back two steps, bumped his back against the car body, and at the same time took out the switchblade from his trouser pocket with one hand, and rushed towards her throat.

However, before he could get close, he was kicked into the air. Song Yuhang stuck his neck and pushed him onto the bus, his eyes were fierce.

"Say?! Who asked you to come?!"

Lin Fan picked up the switchblade, slapped it in the palm of his hand, and approached him: "The knife is good, but the person is a little stupid."

The man gritted his teeth and suddenly a ruthlessness burst into his eyes. She bent her knees and hit Song Yuhang's abdomen. She subconsciously raised her hand to block, and was stunned for a moment, pressing her shoulder, which was a standard anti-grab.

"Damn it!" Lin Fan spit, and took out a mechanical stick from her back. It was a stick. The man in black was smashed and dizzy. The collar she had pulled was dragged backwards and hit it heavily. When he got out of the car, he raised his hand to lift his mask.

At this moment, Song Yuhang suddenly heard a soft sound similar to the pull ring of a can.

silencer!

The alarm bell rang in her head, and she threw herself at Lin Fan and squeezed the person in her arms. The two of them rolled on the ground, the bullet flew over and hit the car with their hair, sparks flew everywhere.

Another person in black ran over from the other side of the bus to help his colleague who fell on the ground. He didn't want to fight, so he got up and ran.

"Song Yuhang!" There was a hint of panic in Lin Fei's voice, and he lifted her head.

"Ahem... it's okay..." Song Yuhang coughed off the gray in his throat and pulled her up to her feet.

Lin Fan wanted to chase, but was dragged back.

"Don't chase, there are guns and accomplices, we two can't do it."

She squatted down again and looked at the bullet that was deeply embedded in the car body.

Lin Fan also leaned over, watching her stretch out her hand to pull the bullet out.

"This is..." Looking at the tip of the bullet, Lin Fan's eyes were shocked.

"Yes, it's a rubber bullet." Song Yuhang grabbed the bullet into his palm and gritted his teeth.

The patrolman in the service area heard the movement and ran over.

"Over there, over there, over there!"

The chaotic footsteps rang.

Lin Wei pulled her down and ran out around the parked vehicles.

She buckled the peaked cap on the heads of passers-by at random, took off her sunglasses and squeezed into a van heading to the provincial capital with Song Yuhang.

The two people sat swaying in the back row and handed the money to the flight attendant.

Song Yuhang: "What about your car?"

Lin Nian thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the mysterious man: "Someone will drive away in a while."

"Okay." Song Yuhang nodded, squeezed her hand, thinking of the scene just now, she was still afraid.

Lin Nian tilted his head and smiled, "Are you afraid?"

Song Yuhang smiled and leaned her head against her shoulder: "I'm afraid I can't protect you."

There were many people in the car, and it was dull and small. Lin Yan whispered, "I don't want you to protect. I can protect myself. I want to stand with you to meet the enemy."

Song Yuhang smiled, rubbed her head and did not speak, and was afraid that she would be sick from motion sickness, patted her head, and motioned her to close her eyes and rest for a while.

"Go to sleep, we will be there when we wake up."

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The Guo family is in a remote suburb of the provincial capital.

After getting off the expressway, I boarded the passenger bus, and it took more than an hour to arrive on the concrete road.

The facade room hidden in the alley, with the signboard "Guo Ji Tang Shui Shop", is about to open in the evening. A sturdy, lean young man was moving his desk and chair out of the house.

There were so many things. After busying himself, he hung a pure white towel around his neck, his feet were a little lame, and he accidentally hung it on the table, and the plastic chair in his hand overturned.

Song Yuhang helped him stabilize.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, with a grateful smile on his face: "Thank you."

However, the next moment, his smile solidified on his face, and Lin Fan walked out from behind her and took out the police officer ID.

"Police, ask you something, do you know Zhu Yong?"

Of course he remembered that woman's face.

On the day Zhu Yong was arrested, he ran a few miles with the police car. Suddenly, a thin girl ran into the crowd. She rushed forward and didn’t know where she was so hard. He shook the police and faced the man in handcuffs. Zhu Yong punched and kicked.

The police swarmed up and knocked the girl to the ground.

His father wailed, half of his ear was bitten off alive.

And the girl who was pulled up by the police was still screaming in tears: "Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Murderer! I killed you! I killed you!"

In fact, Lin Fan hasn't changed much over the years. To say that he has only become more mature and more charming.

His memory is still fresh.

So as soon as she saw her, she began to tremble in her legs, swallowed frantically, turned her back and limped into the house.

"No, don't know, you found the wrong person."

Lin Fei followed two steps: "Guo Xiaoguang, your name is Guo Xiaoguang, right? I have been looking for you all these years, your father..."

Speaking of "dad", Guo Xiaoguang suddenly threw the chair in his hand to the ground.

"I said I don't know you, what do you want?! What dad, my dad is dead, I'm an orphan! I don't have a dad!"

Lin Wei was startled, Guo Xiaoguang panted hard, like a beast on the verge of collapse.

She touched the mechanical stick on her waist, and she was ready to solve it without force.

Song Yuhang grabbed her wrist and shook his head gently.

There was the sound of a cane tapping on the ground, and an old man staggered out.

She was full of silver hair and crouched back, reaching out and groping, she turned out to be blind.

"Xiaoguang, what kind of person? Why did you quarrel with someone again? Don't say it, just do business with peace of mind, just forget it with a few cents and a few cents."

Guo Xiaoguang threw the towel around his neck on the table, greeted her and supported her: "Mom, it's okay, I didn't quarrel with anyone. I can just clean it up outside. You can go and rest."

This should be Guo Xiaoguang's foster mother.

Song Yuhang moved his lips and took a step forward.

Someone outside shouted: "Lao Guo, two bowls of syrup and wonton noodles!"

Guo Xiaoguang responded and ran away from them.

"Two, I'm going to do business, please leave if you don't order."

Lin Yan's eyes rolled and he took Song Yuhang to sit down: "Boss, we also want two bowls of sugar water, and all of your signature snacks."

Guo Xiaoguang staggered, looking at the appearance of neither of them fat.

"Have you finished eating?"

Lin Nai Youyou took out the disposable chopsticks from the bamboo basket and opened it: "It's my business whether I can eat or not. If you don't do it for me, I will complain to you and let you close the door."

Guo Xiaoguang gritted his teeth and limped into the kitchen helplessly with them.

After a while, he brought out two bowls of sugar water and threw them on the table angrily.

"Here, hurry up after eating!"

After riding the car for a day, Lin Fan was really hungry. After a sip, she thought it was not bad. She loved to drink these soups, so she narrowed her eyes.

"Yes, let's take another one to take away."

Song Yuhang laughed and gave her the purple sweet potato in his bowl: "Come on, eat quickly, don't make fun of people."

Lin Yan grinned at her and motioned to her to leave it alone.

Guo Xiaoguang served a dish, and Lin Fan added another dish, and he did not order it all at once. It took his patience to make him run back and forth with a sick leg.

In the last anger, the young man finally threw the menu down, preventing other customers from being there, lowering his voice and shouting, "What are you guys trying to do? The police don't bring such bullies, right?!"

Ordered too much, even though Song Yuhang only tasted a small bite of each dish, he was a little bit brave, burped, wiped his mouth with a low-quality napkin and placed it on the table.

"What not to do, just ask you something. If you keep avoiding, we have patience and spend it with you."

One sang the red face and the other sang the white face. Song Yuhang was the one who was responsible for reasoning with him, and she was the one who played the rogue.

"That's right, if you don't tell us, we will come today, tomorrow, every day, anyway, I not only have time, but also money, or just ask—"

She pressed her lips to Lin: "The old lady inside."

Guo Xiaoguang turned around and shouted: "Don't touch my mother, otherwise I will fight you desperately!"

Lin Fan shrugged indifferently, "Do you think you beat me? Or, will I listen to you?"

Guo Xiaoguang clenched his fists and his chest was up and down. He was holding a sigh of relief. When there was nowhere to post, the sound of patting the table came from a table sitting in front of the store.

He had to drop them first and ran over.

"Brother Mao, four bottles of beer, five bowls of syrup, two plates of lobster, one plate of edamame, the total is one hundred and forty-two yuan."

He nodded and bowed, the young social man with tattoos on his arms took a puff of cigarette and spit out the smoke ring on his face.

"What? I didn't hear you clearly, you say it again."

Guo Xiaoguang repeated it again with a shy face: "Brother, the total is one hundred and forty-two yuan."

The social youth was furious and threw his cigarette **** on him.

"Fuck you! Dare to ask me for money from Brother Mao!"

Guo Xiaoguang was scalded, a hole was torn in his clothes, he staggered back a few steps, and hit the opposite table and chair.

"No, Brother Mao, I... the shop has a small profit. You haven't paid the credit last month..."

Several little yellow-haired brothers also stood up one after another, gesticulating and poking at him.

"What? Brother Mao came to you for dinner because his mother gave you face, don't be shameless, and dare to ask Brother Mao for money?! Have you paid the protection fee this month?"

A yellow hair with a cigarette in his apron saw a few loose money stuffed in his apron pocket, and reached out and counted them.

"Yo, two hundred yuan, business is good today, I've turned it in."

Guo Xiaoguang flushed and stretched out his hand to grab it: "Don't... Don't... Brother Mao, Brother Mao, I still have to pay rent and water and electricity, and I have to treat my mother to a doctor. I beg you to save me some protection money. Slowly, slowly."

The social youth with the tattooed arms kicked him on his stomach: "This is the reason every time, you can't change it?"

A few gangsters roared with laughter, Guo Xiaoguang's forehead oozes big beads of sweat, and his hand touched a chair beside him. Before he could do it, someone had already copied a mechanical stick and pounced on it.

He stared blankly at the woman who hit her head with a stick on the back of the social youth's head, smashing the person on the table, and the wine bottles and dishes overturned to the ground.

The youth of society clutched their heads and groaned: "Fuck...Fuck...Where is the mad woman, **** her for me!"

The others picked up the wine bottles and rushed up, and then they were packed up one by one by Song Yuhang and threw them out the door.

She walked over and pulled money from Huang Mao and returned it to Guo Xiaoguang: "They have been collecting your protection fee, why don't they call the police?"

Guo Xiaoguang counted the money, and carefully stuffed it into the pocket of his apron. He smiled bitterly, “It’s useless, I’m a lame, my mother is blind, and a foreigner. These ground-headed snakes caught it and shut it in. When the sky is released, the protection fee will be increased. If you don't give it, you will smash the store and beat the guests. It is better to swallow the sound. Anyway, you can have a birthday in a few days...

Lin Nian squeezed the mechanical stick, and the joints turned white.

"It's not a **** thing."

Song Yuhang turned his back and made a call. After a while, a police car patrolling nearby arrived.

Several policemen jumped down and saw this little **** lying all over the floor, hating iron but not steel: "Why are you again..."

"Oh, the head is broken, who hit it?" A policeman turned over the head of the young social man and glanced at it.

Song Yuhang walked over with a blank face.

"I called the police as well."

The policeman glanced at her strangely, seeming to think she was nosy, and lazily took out the transcript.

"Name, ID number, you are responsible for marking people like this."

Song Yuhang twitched his lips, took out the police officer's card and handed it over.

"You are responsible for your long-term inaction, or even connivance, towards illegal and criminal activities."

When the policeman saw the black book, he glanced at her: "Yo, go with you, good skills."

He thought it was a new little policeman, but when he opened it, the police siren actually started with 0!

I was shocked in a cold sweat, compared the person and the photo several times, raised his hand and saluted, stammered, and the words were uncomfortable.

"Song...Song team is good!"

"Forget it." Song Yuhang took out his cigarette from his pocket and flicked it on.

"When you come out to play during the holidays, don't call the Song team. These hooligans collect protection fees, loan sharks, long-term credit, smashing shops, beating customers, and all of them can be locked up for a few months. , I will report this to Zhao Ting truthfully and handcuff it."

The policeman wanted to cry without tears: "No, Team Song..."

She glanced at the past coldly: "Why, do I have to do it myself, and pay them a medical bill?"

She seldom used the authority to oppress others, most of the time she was approachable, and even Lin Fan felt a little panicked at a glance.

Those few policemen had scalp numb, knowing that this person was really angry, and they had all heard of her reputation for solving the "Aurora Case" and "White Whale Case." Handle, not daring to offend anymore, and handcuffed the few vulgarities to the police car.

At this time, the leader handed a cigarette and walked over: "Team Song, you see, the flood rushed to the Dragon King Temple, and the family did not recognize the family. This tonight..."

He touched her wrist: "Forget it, brothers invite you to dinner."

Lin Fan took the mechanical baton up and tapped his shoulders like a massage stick, watching the man gently twitching the corners of his lips, smiling, but what he said was unselfish.

Song Yuhang clicked on his law enforcement recorder: "It's okay, it's okay to entertain and bribe the superior, and the crime is a plus."

The policeman's face was blue and white, knowing that the man was not getting in, bitterly gritted his teeth, turned around and took the person away.

"Oh shit!"

Song Yuhang just walked over to help him lift up the fallen tables and chairs: "Sorry, we will pay you for the broken things at the price."

Guo Xiaoguang stared at her blankly, and then looked at Lin Fan. He felt that they were different from ordinary policemen.

"you guys……"

Because of this change, all the customers in the store are gone, and he has no money tonight.

Lin Fan took out a stack of RMB from his wallet and put it on the table: "I pay the bill, everyone's tonight."

Guo Xiaoguang swallowed as he watched the stack of renminbi. Not only could the money buy today's turnover, but even this month's rent was more than enough.

He reluctantly moved his gaze back: "Even so, I won't tell you."

Song Yuhang calmed down and patted him on the shoulder: "You don't want to carry the crime of the son of a'murderer' and live your life like walking on thin ice, right?"

"Tell us what you know, we will definitely pay you back and your father's innocence."

Guo Xiaoguang gritted his teeth, flushed his eyes, and opened her: "What did you do fourteen years ago?! My dad is dead! Dead! He can't come back! He can't kill people at all. Why don’t you find out! Why?!"

"For the past fourteen years, I have been hiding in Tibet. I dare not go to school, fall in love, dare not get married! I am afraid... afraid... to be recognized as a murderer, Zhu Yong’s son! My legs are Those people interrupted!"

"Where were you when my dad was wronged and humiliated, when everyone yelled and beaten like a mouse crossing the street?! Now I jump out of the hypocrisy, pretending, and disgusting! Pooh!"

Seeing his hysterical appearance, Lin Fan didn't know what sorrow had been touched, so he turned away slightly and sniffed.

Song Yuhang moved his throat slightly, lowered his eyes, red eyes, and lowered his head.

"On behalf of all the police in Jiangcheng, I would like to extend my sincerest apologies to you. At the same time, I assure you that the tragedy of fourteen years ago will not repeat itself. Although justice will be late, it will never be absent."

"Because—" She looked at Lin Wei: "Beside me, there is also a person who was involved in the Fenyang Wharf Broken Corpse Case. What I want to say is that although there is little hope, there is still such a thing. Some people are willing to fight for justice and justice all their lives."

Just like the fireflies floating in the dark, even if it is alone and insignificant, it will eventually become a guide for the lost.

With such a flame, the torch of justice will never go out.

Lin Fan stood up straight and looked at him: "Yes, the one who died... was my best friend... Soon after she died, her mother went crazy because she couldn't stand the blow. Fourteen years ago, I am like you. I don’t have a good day. I have to rely on drugs and alcohol to fall asleep. I feel your feelings very much. However, if this is not your father’s doing, then why do you have to give your youth and lose your family? To pay for the murderer’s sin."

"The real damn, the one who should pay the price, is the murderer."

Lin Fan's words fluttered like a heavy hammer into his heart.

Guo Xiaoguang clenched his fists, the man did not flick his tears, he gently wiped the corner of his eye, and when he was about to speak, the curtain of the inner room was opened.

The old man stood tremblingly at the door: "Xiaoguang, close the door and let the guests come in and say."