She is in the fog

Coincidentally, at this moment, the No. 7 bus slowly stopped at the bus stop, the door opened, and the man walked onto the bus in a casual manner. He Xi had no time to think, and hurriedly went to meet him and got on the bus behind him.

When the driver saw him, he immediately frowned and urged him, "If you have a card, swipe it. If you don't have a card, put in coins. Otherwise, get off the bus."

"Hey, give me a ride, I'll just go to the South City University station." He grinned, leaning against the coin box, but made no move to swipe the card or put in coins.

It seemed that he often took the bus without paying. The driver sighed helplessly at first, but did not intend to close the door. He continued to say firmly: "Ren Yan, get off the bus right now, and don't block the passengers behind you!"

The driver called him Ren Yan? Was he really Ren Yan? Was he really the Ren Yan who killed Ming Mei in the previous life? He Xi's teeth couldn't help but tremble. At that moment, she wanted to rush forward and take him to the police station. But then her reason defeated her impulse. She tried to suppress her excitement and anger and took a deep breath.

Judging from his performance just now, the driver must know him. She glanced at the work badge hanging around the driver's neck and quickly wrote down his name and work number.

The driver and Ren Yan continued to be in a stalemate, one refused to put in the coins, and the other refused to drive. The passengers in the car lost their patience and complained and urged them from behind.

At this time, He Xi took out four coins from his pocket and threw them in. Then he said to the driver, "Master, I'll do it for him. You can continue driving."

The driver sighed again, glared at Ren Yan, then turned to He Xi and said, "Little girl, you shouldn't help him. He is always like this, shameless."

"It's okay," He Xi explained, "I just happened to have some change."

Ren Yan glanced He Xi up and down, pouting, as if this was something she was supposed to do. Without even saying thank you, she swaggered into the carriage and sat directly on the love seat.

He Xi kept a calm expression and walked silently to the empty seat behind him so that he could observe his movements at any time.

When they arrived at the Nancheng University station, Ren Yan got off the bus, and He Xi followed him out, following him silently, keeping a distance that was neither too far nor too close.

I followed him around in circles for a few times and finally arrived near the train station.

He looked around furtively, then slowly approached the trash can and found a half-drunk bottle of Coke and half a loaf of bread.

Then, He Xi witnessed with his own eyes him stuffing the half bread into his mouth bite by bite, then opening the Coke and gulping it down.

He Xi was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.
Is this really the demon who killed people without blinking an eye in the previous life? Why does he look like a homeless person at the end of his rope now?

After Ren Yan had eaten and drunk his fill, he continued to walk swaggeringly into an unfinished building near the train station.

He Xi watched him walk in and he didn't come out for a long time.

She was getting impatient and was afraid that he would leave through another exit. After hesitating for a while, she decided to go into the unfinished building and look for Ren Yan's trace.

She did not choose to enter through the main door, but climbed in through the window on the other side that was still propped up by a wooden beam.
The first floor is very spacious. Apart from a few load-bearing columns and a few piles of scrapped steel bars, bricks and cement, there is nothing else. There are no blind spots, and the entire scene can be taken in at a glance.

Ren Yan is not here.

He Xi turned his gaze to the unfinished cement-colored stairs in front of him. It didn't even have a railing and was very dangerous.

She took a deep breath and stepped onto the stairs resolutely.

The staircase was designed in the shape of a DNA spiral. He Xi circled it, taking small steps, and climbed up silently. When he was about to reach the second floor, he secretly bent down and poked his head out to check the situation on the second floor.

Soon, Ren Yan was seen sleeping next to the load-bearing wall.

His head was facing the stairs, so he didn't notice He Xi at the stairs at all.

He made a simple bed out of cardboard boxes next to the load-bearing wall, curled up on the bed, and covered himself with a worn and dirty quilt. After a while, as if feeling unwell somewhere, he climbed up from the cardboard and clumsily took off his clothes.

After he took off his coat, he was only wearing a tattered vest that looked like it had been bitten by a rat. There was not a single piece of good material left. Then he lay back on the cardboard.

He Xi was stunned.

No tattoos.
He has no tattoos on his arms.

What on earth was going on? Ming Mei had clearly said that the man she saw at Gaoge KTV had a poppy tattoo on his arm, and when He Xi was fighting the criminal codenamed "Yanhuo" in his previous life, he did see the poppy tattoo on his arm.

He had a poppy tattoo on his arm in 2012 and 2024, but not in 2013?
Could it be that her feeling was wrong? Yanhuo, Ren Yan and the man in the auditorium were not the same person at all? But eyes and eyes can't lie, their eyes are exactly the same, they are completely cast from the same mold. And in the last life, at the last moment, didn't Yanhuo's words admit in disguise that he was Ren Yan?

Seeing Ren Yan about to fall asleep in front of him, He Xi thought for a moment, straightened his back, and walked towards him step by step.

She had to confirm her inner guess, even if her guess was wrong, even if the person in front of her was really Ren Yan who killed Ming Mei in the previous life, even if it meant risking her life...

She resolutely intervened in this line, and from now on, her fate and Mingmei's were closely tied together.
If you want to hurt Mingmei, you should step over her body first. He Xi walked around to the front of Ren Yan and stared at Ren Yan who was sleeping on the ground, as if he wanted to find some flaws in him.

The man on the ground seemed to have noticed someone was watching him. He opened his eyes and saw that it was He Xi. He turned over and sat up, put on his coat, and asked in confusion, "It's you? What are you doing here?"

He Xi stared at his eyes intently, and after a moment, he frowned slightly.

No, although the two have exactly the same appearance, their aura and eyes are completely different. If the "Ren Yan" who killed Ming Mei in the previous life was like a demon who killed people without blinking an eye, the person in front of him was at most a ruffian and there was no murderous aura on him.

"Uncle." He Xi pretended to be timid and said, "Our school is holding a one-on-one assistance activity. I saw you at the bus stop just now and thought you might need help from our group, so I took the liberty to follow you. I wonder if you can cooperate with me?"

"The target of assistance?" Ren Yan frowned. "Is there money to be collected?"

"If you need it, I can apply for a grant from the school or society for you."

Hearing this, Ren Yan's eyes showed a greedy light, and a smile immediately appeared on his face. He nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, okay, as long as there is money, I am willing to cooperate."

He Xi simply acted out the whole thing, took out a notebook and pen from his pocket, tore off a blank page, and handed it to Ren Yan: "Uncle, please leave me your phone number so that I can contact you after I apply for the subsidy for you."

Ren Yan did not reach out to take it. He just fished out his phone from his pocket and threw it on the quilt, complaining unhappily, "I can't even afford to top up my phone bill, so how can I have money to use a phone?"

He Xi glanced at his mobile phone, which was an old model from the 2000s. The screen and buttons were badly worn. It was probably only capable of making calls and sending text messages. A thief probably wouldn't even bother with it.

He Xi understood what was going on, so he handed him the pen and paper. "It's okay. Write down your phone number. I'll go to the business hall and top up your phone bill for you later."

The smile returned to Ren Yan's face. He happily took the paper and pen, turned around, used the load-bearing wall as a desk, and quickly wrote down his phone number.

He gave his phone number so easily? He Xi was a little unbelievable. Was this definitely the wanted criminal Ren Yan who had been on the run for ten years in the previous life and had not been arrested?

Wait, He Xi then noticed that he wrote with his left hand. Is he left-handed?
But she remembered that in his previous life, he clearly held the dagger with his right hand.

Generally speaking, if people are not deliberately disguising themselves, they will often take the action that is more comfortable and convenient for them when performing a certain action. According to a survey, most left-handed people also use their right hands when writing, but he even uses his left hand to write, which shows that he has already reached a deep-rooted point.

Thinking of this, He Xi couldn't help but smirked and said, "Uncle, are you left-handed?"

Ren Yan returned the paper and pen to He Xi and replied, "My right hand was injured when I was a child, so I couldn't use it. I gradually switched to using my left hand and got used to it."

"I see." He Xi took the paper and pen, put it in his pocket, and said, "Uncle, I will go back to school first. If I get the grant, I will contact you as soon as possible."

"You must remember to top up my phone bill, and don't lie to me." Ren Yan said, "I don't even have food to eat, don't make fun of me."

He Xi responded and turned to leave.

When she walked a few meters away, she suddenly stopped, took out her wallet, took out the documents inside, looked at the several hundred yuan inside, turned around and said to him: "Uncle, I have to go to school later, so I may not have time to help you top up your phone. I happen to have a few hundred yuan here. I'll give it to you and you can top it up yourself."

After saying that, He Xi threw the wallet to Ren Yan, "Uncle, take it."

Since the distance was not far, Ren Yan caught it steadily, counted the front of it, and smiled with wrinkles on his face, "Thank you, thank you, you are such a good person."

He caught it with his left hand.
It looked like he wasn't lying.

He Xi ignored his thanks and turned and went downstairs.

On the way back to school, she thought about everything that happened today, and her heart was filled with doubts.

As soon as I got back to the dormitory, Mingmei came up to me and asked with concern, "What took you so long? We're about to go to evening study. I was just about to ask if you wanted to ask for leave."

"I went to the train station to look for someone, which delayed me for some time." There was no one else in the dormitory, so He Xi took out his phone and put the photos in front of her, "Mingming, I have a few portraits here, take a look, which one looks more like the person you saw at Gaoge KTV."

The first one is the man in the auditorium who has changed his hairstyle to a bald head and painted his eyebrows black.
Mingmei shook her head.

The second one is the "Flame" which has also been modified.
Mingmei frowned, pointed at him and said, "That's him. The man with the tattoo on his arm that I saw in the KTV was him."
Seeing this portrait and recalling He Xi's reaction during the Qingming Festival, Ming Mei also felt something was wrong. She turned her head to He Xi and asked in confusion: "How did you get his portrait?"

He Xi wanted to fool around again, but Ming Mei looked determined and asked seriously: "He Xi, are you hiding something dangerous from me?"

(End of this chapter)