When waking up, it was already daytime. It started to snow outside the hospital window, and the mother and sister stood by.

There was a pain in her shoulders, and she spent a few seconds remembering what happened at night, gun battle, sugar chestnuts, bullets, flying people and the shovel. When I got up from the bed, my sister was shocked. Next, naturally, there was another chicken flying.

"... Sister Qing, you've slept a night with a shot on your shoulder but the problem is not serious. The doctor said that you fell into your head when you fell down but it was not serious. We went late last night and caught only one fish head tissue. The member ’s nickname is Duck but others have run away. We are currently stepping up the investigation and ... ”

"And Xiao Ke, even if you are in a hurry, can you add punctuation when you speak ..."

"Oh, okay." The police officer who just joined the Interpol squad nodded. "That's it ... Oh, and the director said that you got a shot and you can take a vacation. It's almost Chinese New Year anyway, this one. Let the captain Zhong help you. ^^^^ "

"What's the help, Zhong Jimin grabs me?"

Mu Qingqing poked his lips. "For such a big thing, since there is no problem with the injury here, I will pass it. The case is mine, and Zhong Jimin will be on his side. By the way, the one who sells sugar-fried chestnuts is okay?"

"He's okay, we wanted to tell him to go back and record his statement last night, but he didn't talk to anyone, he just pushed the car away, sister Qing said before he fainted that he helped you, then everyone knows he is Fool, so ... his confession. We're basically not embarrassing him ... "

"Oh." Mu Qing nodded his head. "It's him who called that ... duck, stunned and saved my life. =="

"Yeah, yeah." Speaking of this, Xiao Ke laughed. "His shovel is iron shovel, sinking heavily, and suddenly knocked over, most people really can't catch it. The guy with the nickname duck was beaten. It's terrible. I'm watching in the ward over there and haven't woke up yet. "

Mu Qingqing was killed and unwilling to take a vacation, and even wanted to leave the hospital early to work. In the next few days, his mother and sister were very happy to say that the incident of shooting was very worrying. It is a shameful behavior to refuse to take a holiday and not to go home for Chinese New Year. For a while, the words used to judge the sinners of all ages were seized on her.

In Mu Qingqing's view, this place is indeed a big case she is unwilling to give up. She was not voluntarily transferred to this city before. There were a lot of conflicts and contradictions, but her character was stubborn and she always applied for re-transfer when she determined that she had done well and had enough achievements. Gritting your teeth like this once and returning to Jianghai once and for all is much better than taking some time every year to run home.

What's more, what a New Year's Eve to run back now, she can almost clearly see a series of blind dates arranged every morning and afternoon. My parents and relatives get married in their ears every day. God, it ’s usually nothing. Now she puts a bandage on her shoulder and applies a patch to her blind date. Did n’t you lose your face in your last life ...

After all, the mother and sister also had their own affairs, originally planning to come over a night or two, because she was shot for two days. It didn't matter to see her. There was no way to move, and finally he left stunned. Originally, it was thought that heavy snow would fall down for a few days. The weather cooled rapidly, and the street finally felt white. Mu Qingqing stayed in the hospital for three days before returning home. A police officer picked up the car on her behalf. When she passed the intersection, she specially observed that there was no gun battle that night. Business as usual.

Sugar-fried chestnuts, the man selling sugar-fried chestnuts, and the blue-topped cart, the man stood up and sold when there were customers. Sitting there in a daze without guests as usual, thinking about things. When she used to buy things, the other party also praised and quoted the price, but if you said thank you, the person seemed to have not heard it at all, and did not know what happened that night, so that he was temporarily restored to the sanity Make that alert.

The next few days, snow began to fall. =

It is said that the muscles and bones are moving for a hundred days, but that is the time to heal and the treatment is proper. Mu Qingqing's side has only restored the normal people's ability to move within a week. Bandages are still wrapped around the shoulders. It is impossible. Do too strenuous exercise. On the other hand, things in Yutou have made little progress.

From the interrogation of ducks and subsequent investigations, two people returned from abroad, headed by the silver head of Yutou's cousin, the other being good at computers, explosives and the like, and nicknamed glasses. The criminals, at least killing people, are unequivocal. Seven days have passed, and no clue has been found, and it may be that the possibility of catching them has become smaller and smaller. However, in the view of Mu Qingqing, they still had a chance. The snow closed the mountains, and the police closely monitored the road to and from Yujiang. More importantly, she seemed to hit the fish head with a shot that evening. In the case of injuries, they escaped without any clues. ^^

According to the tone of the duck during the interrogation, the silver tiger and the glasses are not only bloodthirsty but also quite arrogant. They do not take the mainland police in their eyes. Everyone analyzes it but feels that if the other party is really so wicked, These things are blocked. If something goes wrong, there may even be revenge. There are few similar cases, but they have not happened. Most of them persuade Mu Qingqing to be vigilant for a while. After this casual discussion, Every time she passed the intersection, she couldn't help stopping her car to take a look at it. It was more difficult for the other party to retaliate against herself. It would be much simpler to retaliate against that fool.

Heavy goose-like snow has been lingering for a few days. On the eaves and on the poles of the market, thick snow and ice edges can be seen everywhere. Some branches have been crushed and a lot of snow has been crushed. Stacked on both sides of the road. == The road was also a bit less cleaned, and the entire Yujiang River has become a snow-covered city. There was also snow on the roof of the sugar-fried chestnut field car. I still waited there at less than six o'clock every day. At night, the street lights turned on, the voltage was low, it looked yellow, there were no pedestrians on the cold street, and the battery supported The lights are still on the corner of the market. Companion with this lonely world.

These days Mu Qingqing can't eat sugar fried chestnuts. He bought it twice and took it to the police station for everyone to share. Sitting in the car and looking at the light in the heavy snow, he was also a little confused. What can he do? Run over and tell him that you have to be careful. Someone may come to take revenge on you ... It's so funny, it's a fool. You may not take it seriously if you say it a hundred times. Anyway, that shovel saved himself after all. After watching this for two nights, I felt that the fool was wearing very little clothes. There are no gloves, no scarf, no hat, and a few clothes feel cold when I look at it. My body is really good. No wonder he can easily knock down the guy with the nickname duck. ^^

An episode happened within the past few days. The person the mother had introduced to date with him had called again and said that she was going out to eat and watch a movie. After learning that she was injured, she took a special trip. I came to see her once. Mu Qingqing doesn't think much of this man, but the blind date is like this, and she is no longer young. After a while, just leave this thing behind and see how this relationship develops in the future.

In any case, after all, she didn't like to owe people something, and on the evening of the eighth day after the incident, she was a bit late from work. It was ten-fifteen when we reached the crossroads. The cart that sells fried chestnuts has left. She thought about it and drove to prepare to follow it. The sky was still snowing, and the traces of ruts and footprints on the road were still clear. ^^ When she got to an uphill road where the snow was too thick and the road was narrow, she stopped the car. This section of the road looks a little difficult both up and down now. It is better to use it.

Put on your coat, gloves, hat and scarf. The snow is about ten centimeters thick. Stepping on the "rustle", she looked at the car marks and footprints. I can't help but sigh, this place is a bit difficult to walk purely, it is really powerful to push such a car up without slipping.

This way uphill, after the turn is another downhill, at this time has reached the suburbs of the city, not far away, on one side is the black and quiet river and the trees planted on the riverside, on the other side, there are houses, fences The small garden surrounded by vegetables has mostly broken street lights. There is only a dim yellow one far away, and there are lights in the house. But in such weather, the door has been closed and the sound of the TV can be heard, but In general, the entire road seemed to be trapped in a dark swamp, and the wind blowing from the river made it even more cold and bitter. = Just walked along the rut so far, a small two-story building appeared on the other side of the river. She walked closer, only to find that the direction of the rut extended over there. A room on the side of the road with an open door was an irregular canteen. An old man was watching TV on the fire at the counter. When Mu Qingqing passed by, he glanced at her.

Suddenly, the sound of "Ah-" came out from the small house near the river, as if a moan of pain and depression, and a roar of a beast in the night, Mu Qing was frightened, and saw in the nearby store The old lady also glanced over there and walked over now: "Ma'am, what's going on there?"

The old man looked quite kind, and glanced over there again: "Oh, maybe the guy has a headache again ..."

"Uh?"

"Don't you know ... the house over there was originally a dangerous building and was demolished, but it hasn't been demolished. There were often homeless people who used to live there, but said that the house was built on the river Side, now I'm afraid to walk up and down. I do n’t know when it will fall. No one dares to live longer. The guy who came last year did not know where to get a car to sell sugar fried chestnuts ... "

"... Well, he doesn't know what's wrong with his brain, but it's usually okay. UU reads www.uukanshu.com. At least selling things is still clear. Sometimes at night, I feel headaches, not once or twice. I I have also seen it, it hurts so much, and tortures people ... now it ’s better, more times before, but it wo n’t be long, just a little later. Alas, it actually looks like a good guy How old is he in his twenties? No one cares about him, and that's it ... you know him? "

Mu Qingqing listened to the woman and nodded her head, then turned and walked towards the small building opposite, and she turned on the flashlight in the dark. This small building was built by the river, and it was covered with thick snow. It looked like It has been abandoned for a long time, and the earth and stones on one side are also a bit soft. The wind blew "whine", and it really looked like it was shaking. Going up the stairs, the ground door on the second floor was not closed, and there was a dim light. Pushing the door open, it was a drastic house on all sides.

There was a hole in the wall on one side, no glass on the window, and even the wooden frame was no longer in shape. The floor of the house was even slightly tilted. Among the lights connected by the battery, there were two small shelves in the room and some messy things were placed. There is a thin roll of bedding on the ground in the corner of the room, which is probably the bed. Among the lights, there is a sack filled with chestnuts, and the bucket on the other side contains a cut of chestnuts. The knife is currently falling. On the ground. The man selling sugar-fried chestnuts was now curled up by the wall, clenched his teeth, trembling violently, and sweat was seeping from his forehead.

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