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Chapter 480 The "murderer" delivered to the door

The back street is dark and cold, and the surroundings are dark, with a fishy wind blowing from time to time.

A thick layer of ice had already formed under the dark trees and beside the earth walls of varying heights.

Lin Mi groped all the way to find it. The cold wind blew up his long hair that was blowing from his temples, revealing his smooth and fair cheeks.

Strands of hair fluttered in the wind, occasionally covering the front line of sight.She had to reach out and tuck them behind her ears in strands as she walked.

Before going out, Lin Mi only wanted to catch the ox cart at the entrance of the village as soon as possible before his father got up, and he didn't have time to finish his disguise as a man.

She clutched the hair that fell on her shoulders in confusion, never thinking that they would grow faster than expected, and it would be overwhelming.

In the past, the family was well off, and Mrs. Lin would regularly take her daughter to the best hairdresser in the city to have her hair done delicately and without any mess.

Now, she and her father are hiding in the city, worrying every day, how can she have the time and money to pay attention to it?Take a pair of big scissors to twist hard?I really can't do it.

With Qilan's help, she temporarily lives in the countryside, and her life becomes peaceful and comfortable.Chen Xing's mother is kind and hospitable, trying to improve the food for her and her father every day.

Fat chicken and duck, pork, fish, and eggs have never been broken.During the first half of the month when I had no worries about food and clothing, my black hair grew so fast that it almost reached my waist before I knew it.

Living in the countryside, I often see the big girls and young girls in the village working in the fields and vegetable fields.

Their enviable thick black hair is tied a few times with simple headbands, and it is also full of youthful vitality.

After a long time, I went to the country to do as the Romans did, and rooted the hair tie that Chris gave me, and I was done.

In the dead of night.She walked carefully along the streets where unknown dangers lurk.The full head of hair still slipped down from time to time to add to her mess.

At the gate of the city during the day, I saw the row of portraits of wanted criminals on the wall exposed to the sun and rain, and I regretted that I was too careless when I went out.

In a hurry, I didn't have time to put my hair up and hide it under the hat, and I didn't change into a male student uniform for camouflage.

The city has become a place of right and wrong for her--
Plainclothes and eyeliner, Qin Feng who was always looking for her whereabouts, He Shi'an who played tricks on her and kidnapped her.
Fortunately, in this city, there is her favorite Qilan.

The presence of cousin and Li Yan, Caiwei and Jianhua, and good friends Chris and Yu Fen made her feel a little more at ease.

The night is endless.Lin Mi looked at the fewer and fewer houses with lights on in front of him, and quickened his pace.

"I have to find a way to find Qilan, it's really cold."

The temperature keeps dropping, and the white air exhaled can hardly drive away the cold that gathers from all directions.

Looking up, the surrounding bungalows and low walls are similar.Lin Mi looked around anxiously, while secretly worrying: walking alone in the night as a woman, what should I do if I bring danger?
Finally, unknowingly lost.These winding, gut-like alleys are intertwined, trapping her like a net
In the second half of the night, the moon is like a scimitar, embedded in the black sky.

In the deserted place, the hurriedly flashing figures chased after each other, and got into a winding alley like a sheep's intestine that could not be seen at the end.

This alley was originally connected to both ends.The rain in the past few days has come at an untimely time, and it has soaked the crumbling wall in the middle that has been in disrepair for a long time.

Perhaps just last night, when the residents in the alley were still asleep, it collapsed on its own initiative.

Broken bricks mixed with yellow mud completely blocked the narrow path before.

The person in front ran for a while, and was unexpectedly stopped by the wall that had just collapsed.

Hell, when did it become a dead end? !
There was no way to go, so I had to turn around hastily. Unexpectedly, the pipeline in the alley was extremely dark, and the yellow mud under my feet was soft and slippery.

Before he turned over and sat up in embarrassment, he heard a "boom!", and the people behind rushed over with strides, making a lot of noise when they stepped on the stone slab.

The young man took a quick step forward and raised his foot to step on a muddy hand.

The owner of the hand showed a pair of small eyes hidden behind a mask, combed the hairstyle of an oriental man, wore night clothes, stepped on wooden clogs, and yelled and cursed.

Qilan waved the kitchen knife in his hand, pointed it at his face, and shouted sharply: "Don't make a fuss! How dare you run when you climb over the wall in the middle of the night?"

"My fingers are going to be crushed! I'll tell you when I let go!"

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, he was a little startled: he broke into the house in the middle of the night without permission, and he wanted to bargain as soon as he came up, this person must have a lot of background.

Let this guy take a step and see what kind of tricks he is going to play.

The boy withdrew his feet.The masked man got up, rubbed the back of his hand that had been stepped on, and gave him a dissatisfied look:
"I just came in to be a guest because I smelled the smell of food in your yard. Your hospitality is beyond compliment."

"Don't let the villain file a complaint first," Qilan said coldly, "A decent person would come uninvited as a guest? And you dress like a bandit?"

The man laughed dryly, "I'm the first to come back to your kitchen. In the past half a month, I've come here every three to five times, and the wine jars are all empty."

He smiled, making the boy angry and annoyed:

"No wonder I said that the vegetables, flour and rice in the kitchen were gone, and I thought my dog ​​ate them! You are a strong man with sound hands and feet, why do you want to steal? You don't even let go of the wine jar?!"

After being ridiculed, the Dongyang man's temper became violent. He clenched his fists and shook them angrily:

"Boy, as the old Chinese saying goes, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated!"

"I didn't eat and drink your stuff for free. I solved a big problem for you five days ago!"

"What's the big trouble?" Qilan asked after him, his palms were shaking, and the shadow of the corpse and the heart left in the hut was lingering in front of his eyes.

Seeing him half-believing, the Dongyang man laughed even louder:

"Five days ago, I came to your kitchen to look for something to eat. As a result, there was a person who came first, took a gun, and rummaged around."

"I saw that he had bad intentions, so I stabbed him in the back. It took a lot of effort to drag him into the ditch on the side of the road. But as for the heart, I dug it up and lost it in the hut. It must be smelly now."

He never expected that a wandering oriental man in front of him would forage for food in his yard and even kill someone conveniently.

The boy stared at the masked Japanese samurai in amazement, and gripped the kitchen knife tightly.

"Where is the ditch? You lead me there now!"

"Just add some money and lead the way! The ditch is not too far away, so you can pass by along the way."

The murderer's calmness and thick skin left a deep impression on Qilan.Not only continued to bargain, but also asked for money without shame.

"Bang!"

A silver dollar was thrown from the boy's palm, drawing an arc above his head.Before it could stay in the air for half a second, it was immediately caught firmly by another dirty hand.

(End of this chapter)