Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

She also didn't care to change the drenched inner skirt, and hurriedly put on the dress that was placed on the shore.

Only then did he start to squat down to check the footprints in the ground.

The shore of the lake is not soft, and it took her a lot of effort to find a few shallow footprints...

Feng Lingyan is an expert in tracking technique, he was slightly taken aback when he saw those footprints.

Beside Bitongliu's footprints, there are some other people's footprints scattered around. [

There are also traces of dragging. Although those traces have been processed, they cannot be hidden from Feng Lingyan's eyes.

She concluded that Bitongliu had been hijacked!

She can see it, but it doesn't mean Nie Liuxi can see it.

She was circling around like a headless fly, trying to find him.

The result was disappointment and disappointment.

Feng Lingyan sighed and sighed again.She was in Nie Liuxi's memory.

Even if she can see anything, she can only be a spectator.

Fortunately, Nie Liuxi's life in the rivers and lakes this year was not in vain.

She finally saw a clue from those footprints.

Stumbling forward, following the footprints.

After walking about three or four miles, I came to an official road.

The official road is flat and spacious, and people come and go.

The footprints of those people have long been unrecognizable.

Nie Liuxi stood blankly in the middle of the avenue, looking around in a daze.

There are people coming and going all around, and there is a lot of voices.

And she burst into tears so suddenly.

So hasty, so embarrassing, but I can't stop...

She searched for several days in despair, but when she had no clue, she suddenly received a letter.