Seven Evil Slips Chapter 27:

At night, Yan Hongsha was so worried that she couldn't sleep.

God, why are there so many things recently?

Kido is not sure, Luo Ren is injured, the fierce Jane is on the cheetah, Cao Jiefang is lost—yes, just before going to bed, Ten Wansan spread his hands and confessed to her and Cao Yanhua, Cao Liberation was lost, and I don't know where to go.

If it was normal, it would probably cause an uproar in the bar. However, at such a time when the fire is raging, this bad news is not worth mentioning against the backdrop of even worse news. Cao Yanhua was stunned for two seconds, and then said : "If you lose it, let's lose it. If we lose it, we will be liberated, and it would be great if we can replace the little master."

Yan Hongsha asked Cao Yanhua: "Why did you go there just now?"

Why did you go? Find a way to go, cats have cats, rats have rats, Cao Yanhua actually has no connections, and he doesn't want to sit still, so he went to the doctor in a hurry, and came up with the idea of ​​"going together".

Those "used to pick up" wandering around in Lijiang, presumably there are large and small organizations, these people wander the streets all day long, their eyes are sharper than radar searchlights, if they can build a bridge here Getting on the road is no worse than Wan Fenghuo's news network.

So Cao Yanhua went to the street to stare at Mao, his eyes were also poisonous, and he quickly asked him to find out one or two "comrades" from the crowd, first to "catch and release Cao", are you stealing others? ? Very good, I'll pick you up again, I will offer you both hands as a gift, and then I will make a request, please be sure to help and pay attention: Recently, have you seen any suspicious Southeast Asians in the vicinity, the point is that there is a blind person One-eyed woman.

Yan Hongsha was a little angry: "Fatty Cao, didn't you say you're breaking with the past? You even named the chicken 'Liberation' to remind yourself, why are you getting involved with them again?"

Cao Yanhua was also angry: "Then what? I only have two eyes and two legs, and I can't find out by myself. At this time, you still care what other people do? Do you understand that everyone gathers firewood and burns like a flame?" "

…

Yan Hongsha sighed and turned over.

Something is going to happen, she thought, something must be going wrong.

***

But it didn't happen. The second day was such a peaceful day, and the third day was the same. Occasionally, someone called Wan San according to the number on the chicken hunting notice, and Wan San lost his initial enthusiasm. Yangyang replied: "Send a photo first to take a look, and I'll verify it."

Then the phone hung up and never rang again.

The line that Cao Yanhua set up doesn't seem to work, and Yan Hongsha suspects that it may have had a counterproductive effect: In the past two days alone, she heard about two Thai tourists who came to the ancient city for their wallets. Now, is this the so-called "pay attention to suspicious Southeast Asians" as understood by the other party?

On the night of the fourth day, Aoki brought Luo Ren back.

Yan Hongsha and the others staggered the time and went to see Luo Ren. He was able to get out of bed and walk around, but he followed the doctor's advice and tried to "rest in bed" as much as possible. There was an open computer on it, and it was said that he was waiting for Wan Fenghuo to send him a message, and the mobile phone was always in his hand, looking down at something from time to time.

This is the most tormenting moment, they can do nothing but wait.

When Yan Hongsha was leaving, she suddenly noticed that on Luo Ren's neck was the necklace of whistling pearls hanging from Muyo.

If Kiyo dies, Luo Ren will wear that necklace for the rest of his life.

Yan Hongsha was stunned by the strange thought that came to her suddenly: How could she have such an ominous thought.

She stomped her feet, poohed several times at the door, raised her hand again, and slapped herself twice.

After the fight, Chang Shu let out a sigh of relief and looked up, suddenly dumbfounded.

Aoki was leaning on the railing facing the door, looking at her in confusion.

Yan Hongsha was at a loss, she didn't explain it, she didn't explain it, she didn't explain it, in the end she lost her mind, she lowered her head and walked away quickly.

Aoki watched her go downstairs.

He will never be able to understand the strange friends Luo made.

He took a deep breath, got up and entered the room, and asked Luo Ren: "Luo, are you okay?"

"It's okay."

Aoki couldn't believe it. Later that day, he specifically checked the surveillance cameras in the corridor. It took a long time for the cheetah to enter and exit. It must have said a lot to Luo Ren.

"She didn't affect you too much, did she?"

Luo Ren smiled, bowed his head and typed on the phone.

Does it matter? In the past, each of Cheetah's words was enough to kill him.

However, all of that can only kill his past.

He still has a future, and in that future, there is a familiar shadow, although vague, but still pretty and alive, waiting for him.

So, no matter how rotten his past is, no matter how riddled his body is, he will stand up.

Cheetah can paint his past at will, but he won't let her get involved in the future.

Luo Ren let out a long breath and sent out the edited sentence.

It is to ask the **** stick: "Have you arrived yet?"

***

At the back door of a small noodle restaurant, Cao Yanhua sat on the pile of bricks with a gloomy face, exuding an aura called "father" from his body.

In front of him was a young man with white hair dyed on his head. He was in his twenties. He was doing nothing. This Southeast Asia also has an Asia, everyone is from the same continent, and it is not easy to distinguish foreign devils by appearance.”

It's called a small noodle restaurant, but it's actually a place for meeting, dumping, and communicating.

"Master Cao, we are all colleagues. We really tried our best. You said that you want to make an unannounced visit. This secret visit will certainly affect your efficiency... Yo, Pi San is back."

Another one came to report the battle situation, Pi San, with a DSLR camera hanging around his neck, he looked like a photographer—in fact, he couldn't even find the power button. This outfit was just a disguise. The camera bag was pulled open, bottom up, and miscellaneous things fell down.

In the past two days, I have been coming and going, and I have become acquainted with Cao Yanhua. Pi San greeted him: "Yo, Master Cao, I will disappoint you today. I have never met someone from Southeast Asia."

While speaking, Bai Mao picked up a bulging old money clip and pinched it in his hand: "It's hard goods, not money, what kind of treasure?"

As soon as the mouth was opened, there were several long or long or round objects falling down, and there were several in a row. When I picked it up and looked at it, I was so angry that I wanted to curse: "Isn't this sick? Why put some small wood in the wallet?" .”

Looking at it again, there are still a few sheets of paper stacked inside. Knowing that it is money, there is little hope, so I took it out.

Opened it to look, and jumped again: "Fuck, there are all kinds of top products these days. KFC's small ticket is hidden like a treasure, and it will be reimbursed."

KFC? Cao Yanhua raised his head, why does it sound so familiar.

He asked: "Do you still remember what that person looked like?"

Pi San replied: "I remember, I remember so much. He looks like a Middle Easterner, with curly hair, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a non-woven bag on his back..."

Curly hair, glasses, non-woven bags...

Cao Yanhua suddenly jumped up.

This sounds like... a magic stick.

***

Is the magic stick coming to the ancient city? Just to say, I just saw brother Luo send a message, asking if the magic stick arrived.

Besides, the magic stick has been here before. I remember the last time he came, he seemed to go straight to... the Phoenix Tower.

Cao Yanhua deliberately went around to take a look at the Phoenix Tower. From a long distance, he saw a person lying upright at the closed door of the Phoenix Tower, with his head resting on a non-woven bag. Although it was late, there were still tourists on the road, Cao Yanhua I saw that when a couple of tourists passed by, they threw two steel coins on the ground.

Really... there is true love in the world.

Cao Yanhua hurried over: "Mr. God!"

Sure enough, it was the magic stick, and the one lying down was solemn, and when Cao Yanhua called him, he only opened his eyes, and then closed them again.

"Mr. God, when did you arrive? Brother Luo still asked about you."

"Don't talk to me, I have nothing to love now."

"Mr. God, did you lose something?"

"I said don't talk to me, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the magic stick suddenly bounced from the ground: "How do you know?"

Cao Yanhua silently handed over two things.

An old wallet, and an iPhone.

The magic stick almost rushed over with an "Aww" sound. The momentum was so great that it almost attracted the attention of half the street. Cao Yanhua was startled, but he still asked him: "Mr. Didn't my brother Luo ask you to help? Do you know that my little master..."

Before the words were finished, the magic stick groaned again, and hugged him full of arms: "Cao Fatty, no! Cao Shuaishuai, you are simply too handsome, how do you know that I lost things?" of?"

In Cao Yanhua's mind, "Mr. God" has always been aloof, but suddenly he was so enthusiastic, he was a little dazed.

"That... Mister God..."

"Don't call me Mr. God, I want to be sworn brothers with you! From now on, we will become brothers with different surnames, and we don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but we want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day."

This is not good, this Mr. God seems to be quite senior, Cao Yanhua stammered: "Sworn...worship?"

"Right now, immediately! Yes, first we need to kill a chicken, cut off its head, and form brothers! Where is the chicken? I saw a chicken just now..."

But seeing the excitement of the magic stick, he took out a slingshot from the non-woven bag, glanced left and right, and went to the nearby grove.

Cao Yanhua picked up the non-woven bag and ran after him: "Hey, Mr. God..."

There are not many pheasants in Lijiang. Even if you see them, they are free-range. If you go hunting like this, you will lose money...

Hey...

The magic stick seems to have found the target, and it is opening its posture, the cheeks are puffed up, and the string of the slingshot is pulled to the tightest...

Following his gaze, Cao Yanhua was suddenly dumbfounded.

That chicken... isn't that Cao Jiefang?

He shouted: "Wait a minute!"

It was too late, the little stone, with the sound of piercing through the air, flew towards Cao Jiefang... the tree half a meter away.

Cao Yanhua breathed a sigh of relief.

This kind of accuracy is too bad.

However, something unexpected happened at this time.

The small stone hit the tree, and it bounced away, so that it could not die, and hit the head of Cao Jiefang, who opened his eyes and raised his head when he heard the movement.

At this very moment... time stands still.

***

Through the glass of the one-way mirror, the cheetah looks at Kiyo, who is sitting on the seat and is covered with wires—she has just experienced a round of vomiting, her face is pale, and her forehead is covered with beads of sweat .

Cheetah smiled, stretched out his hand, and slowly pointed along Kiyo's face on the glass: "How is she?"

"The first day was the most bearable. Yesterday was no longer enough. I began to have a physiological disgust similar to conditioned reflexes towards Luo Ren's voice and face images. Starting today, I will continue to play fake clips that were edited and synthesized for her. Substitute Luo Ren and her for abusing the characters, and electric shocks and other physical pains are used in this process to deepen the sense of reality of this impression..."

"Will she pretend? Will this state be fake?"

"No, various instruments record signs, changes in body temperature, heart rate, blood pressure, and bioelectricity are all included. This cannot be faked."

"Is everything ready?"

The subordinate handed over a brocade box, Cheetah opened it, and inside was a titanium alloy survival whistle.

"It has been checked, and it is exactly the same model as her original one."

The cheetah picked it up and took a closer look.

The little beauty asked her to send a message, and she did so.

——If Luo Xiaodao misses me and wants to talk to me, let him whistle, and I will hear it.

However, just because the word has passed, it doesn't mean she won't guard against it.

Last time, the plausible "everyone bullies me" caught her off guard and almost exposed her. This time, she will not make the same mistake.

Blow the whistle, what will happen?

The cheetah laughed loudly, grasped the whistle in its palm, and turned to leave.

Outside the door was an upward staircase. She walked step by step, and finally opened the door and entered the hall.

This is another room with gorgeous decorations. There is an old-fashioned record player in the corner. On the coffee table in front of the sofa, a woman is playing with the head model in front of her. Come out, run over cheerfully, and shout: "Mommy."

The cheetah stretched out its hand, pinned the head of Tasha who was rushing over, and pushed it aside casually. Tasha staggered, timidly, at a loss, not knowing what mistake she had made.

The woman who was fiddling with the avatar model flinched, almost knocking over the modeling powder in hand.

The cheetah turns on the record player.

Vigorous and majestic music, Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny, it is said that the first sentence of the movement is a thought-provoking warning.

—Fate is knocking at the door.

The sound of the music is getting more and more urgent, like a rushing sea wave, the waves are so strong and the wind is high, it seems that the whole house is shaking.

The cheetah came slowly.

The woman picked up a small piece of clay in her hand, and quickly spread it skillfully on the model's face, filling the concave places, pressing the convex places, and patting and patting the eyelids. The original dull head suddenly looked different. Get acquainted.

The cheetah asked: "Can you draw the same one as me?"

"Yes."