“………Deju, come to my house….”

Ding Ding Ding--

The human power tricycle pressed the bell pulled the goods from the street where the crowds were coming and going. In the splashing dirty water, Xia Yi turned pale and said weakly, then hung up the phone. He quietly reached into his clothes, pressed the wound, glanced around him, walked back to the rental house quickly, opened the door without saying a word, closed his backhand after entering, and immediately a layer of sweat appeared on his face.

"…..The man had a gun. Was one of them outside the chemical factory that day?" Xia Yi sat beside the bed with his wound pressed down, looking at the floor with a dull look.

Blood overflowed through his fingers, dyeing the white short-sleeved T-shirt inside a large piece of bright red. His head buzzed, and he quickly analyzed it, trying to figure out the whole story.

"They couldn't find me... but today the man clearly called me, and that action could not be a way to ask for directions. So where is the problem?"

He murmured as he watched the bright red drops fell to the ground, blooming red petals, and the figure of the gunman, ordinary clothes, and the height of ordinary people, but the speed of pulling the gun was obviously very professional, and the reaction was very fast, but it was too professional, which made him unable to touch the direction.

The person Chang Wu found? It is impossible. In time, the other party is not that fast, and holding a gun is a serious crime, and it is not something he can afford to resist. That woman Ma Lin? It is even more impossible. No matter whether it is time or motivation, there is no reason to use the gun to kill him.

police?

It won't be true. If it were the latter, you could come to catch people directly, and Xia Yi would not have the chance to leave at all.

After sorting out the people who have offended after being released from prison, they may also offend people, but there is no clue after all. Even the three gangsters who taught the lesson that day also added in. It is impossible for the three of them to have such determination and courage.

In the room, the alarm clock ticks and turns until eleven o'clock.

The sound of the key turning the lock came from the door.

Xia Yi raised her head and looked over. The fat Zhao Dezhu leaned into her head and looked in. When he saw a pale brother, he hurried over. Seeing a pool of blood on the ground, he almost screamed, turned around and ran to the cabinet, then went into the bathroom, rummaging through boxes and cabinets everywhere.

“Where is the medical box?!”

"Where is the bandage, disinfectant?!" The fat man's voice came from inside anxiously.

Xia Yi's voice was hoarse: "It's been used up long ago... Help me buy some in the store."

"Then you have to hold on..." The fat man hurriedly opened the door and turned around as soon as he walked out of the door, "Or why don't we go to the hospital and don't save that little money."

Xia Yi, who was sitting by the bed, just shook her head.

"I'm just a skin injury. I can't go to the hospital. If I stop the blood, it's okay."

"Then you wait, I'll go now."

Zhao Dezhu closed the door and ran downstairs, squeezed away the pedestrians blocking the road. He heard the girl's greeting in the grocery store. He ran and responded, and then went to a pharmacy opposite the street to buy white medicine, gauze, disinfectant, and then ran back upstairs in a hurry.

The woman in the grocery store kneaded melon seeds and looked at the fat man who disappeared in the corridor, spitting out the melon seed shell: "Why is this fat man going to the pharmacy to buy such a thing?"

Xiaoyu, behind the counter, looked nervous.

"Auntie, could it be that Brother Yi was injured?"

"......You should care about your father." The woman snorted, her tone was quite complaining: "I can't see anyone all day long, so I threw you, the blind man, to me to take care of you. She slipped back in the middle of the night. She annoyed me and patted her butt and left, letting the father and daughter go by themselves."

Then, he threw away the melon seeds in his hand, turned around and walked into the store, and went to watch TV.

....

call…..

Huhu...

The fat man who returned to the upper floor was gasping for breath. He opened the door and quickly helped Xia Yi take off his clothes, revealing the wounds that were long on his fingers, and was covered in blood. His whole round face turned white, and his hands were trembling with medicine.

"Lao Yi... what did you do? You're just digging meat with a knife and playing with it."

Zhao Dezhu's voice was trembling and poured the disinfectant water on it.

hiss--

With his fingers tightly grasping the bed sheet, Xia Yi frowned, enduring the scorching pain caused by the disinfectant, his cheeks were swollen and tensed, his eyes were almost bloodshot, and there was still a difficult sound from the gap between his teeth: "...I am a training student for the disciples in the museum, but I was accidentally injured by the equipment. Fortunately, I changed the application form. Don't worry, I can bear it."

"If you want money, we have to kill ourselves first..."

After applying the white medicine, the fat man was wearing a bandage while talking. At this time, a slight noise came from the corridor outside the door.

Dongdong.

"Brother Yi? Fat Tiger?" Xiaoyu's voice came in outside the door.

Xia Yi and the fat man looked at each other. The latter got up and went to open the door, coughed dryly, and said, "You can't see how you ran up there, and you are not afraid of knocking and touching it."

Xiaoyu stood at the door and did not come in. His nose naturally smelled the smell of disinfectant. His unscrupulous eyes swept across the room, with worry on his face.

"Just just now, my aunt said you bought a lot of bandages and came over to see if Brother Yi was injured?"

"Lao Yi accidentally fell on the ground and was scratched a little. It was just skin injuries." Zhao Dezhu waved his hands repeatedly, thinking that the other party could not see at all, so he put it down awkwardly.

"By the way, our Lao Yi is going to participate in that soon... there are publicity competitions everywhere, and he even got the application form."

The fat man turned around and took the list from Xia Yi's hand, and let Xiaoyu hold it in his hand. The girl rubbed the paper with a faint ink fragrance, looking confused: "What game is it?"

Then, she still laughed, showed her two dimples, and returned the application form with both hands.

"Although I don't know what it is, I feel so awesome... Since Brother Yi is fine, then... I'll go back first."

Xia Yi wanted to get up and went out to see her off. She pulled the wound and had to sit back and instructed the fat man next to the door: "Dezhu, please send Xiaoyu back. You don't have to come up anymore. Just go your own way."

The door gradually closed, as if it had divided the world into two and isolated it.

After the girl was supported by the fat man, she supported her chin and occasionally raised her eyes that could not see anything to look at the residential building opposite. In fact, she knew what the fat man had just said about the game. There were also such publicity broadcasts on the radio, but she didn't say it out, so she didn't want to hurt Xia Yi's confidence.

....Anyway, in her mind, Xia Yi's image should be tall, thin, and very weak.

On the other side of the city, some people also imagined the murderer.

"The forehead is not fragile, on the contrary, it is one of the strongest parts of the human body. Judging from the outline of the wound, it is obviously caused by sharp weapons such as swords. However, if you want to pierce a person's forehead with a knife, your own strength is a necessary condition... This person's physique is definitely larger than that of ordinary people."

"......The scene of the murder is closest to Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall, and they are all martial arts practitioners. I suggest you to launch a network to investigate."

"The nearby urban villages are also mixed, and it is necessary to check suspicious people."

After more than an hour of meeting, Fang Zhi and a group of police officers rushed out of the meeting in groups of three or three. The heavy official duties made him breathless. He stood behind the window at the corner of the corridor on the second floor, and the red light of the sunset was shining on his serious face. For a moment, he took his cell phone and dialed a number of someone who didn't want to see him.

"Xiao Yi, what are you doing?"

"……. There was a murder case with you today. The murderer is running away. Please pay more attention when you go out."

After a few words of advice, he turned downstairs and left the police station, came to the hospital, and pushed open a door. The dim light was filled with smoke. A body covered with white cloth lay quietly on the iron bed. Next to it was Dongfang Xu sitting on the ground smoking, and there were cigarette butts on the ground around him.

Fang Zhi walked over and waved his hand to refuse the cigarette he handed over.

"The meeting has been held, and the police station will fully cooperate with your work."

The cigarette with sparks lit up, and Dongfang Xu took a deep breath, "The reinforcements from the commuter bureau will come soon." He threw away the cigarette butt, got up and walked to the body covered with white cloth, and whispered: "Old Zhao, don't worry, I will catch the murderer and bring him here, and give you three sounds so that you can walk on the road to the underworld with your chest raised."

The sunset swept over like a tide.

Xia Yi sat on the balcony wearing a coat, watching the building opposite dyed red in the setting sun, and the noisy street market gradually became deserted. He had received a call from his brother-in-law Fang Zhi before, and the police had already begun to investigate, but fortunately, he left no traces and avoided the camera area wherever he walked, so it should be safe.

Soon, it got dark and the door knocked gently.

The next second, an envelope was stuffed into the crack of the door, and Xiaoyu's voice rang out: "...... I have to go to the competition, I have to eat some good food and keep my body strong... I saved this money secretly on weekdays. I don't know whether my father or aunt knows it, so I just borrowed it."

Xia Yi walked over to open the door. Xiaoyu's figure had already walked into the room next door. He opened the envelope on the ground. There were only more than a thousand yuan inside, mostly change, a thick stack.

There is also a small note inside, with a few crooked small words written: Brother Yi, come on!

In the blank space, an ugly smiling face was painted.

Close the door, Xia Yi leaned against the door, looked at the small words and smiling face, and the originally gloomy expression suddenly opened and she smiled. The gloom of the previous gloom finally dissipated.

"This silly girl..."

He held the note for a while, and then his eyes fell on the competition application form on the bed.
Chapter completed!