"It doesn't matter."

The two entered the morgue. The room is very large, about 100 square meters. There are freezers on all sides. There are nine large tables in the center. There is a strong smell of alcohol in the air.

The murderer may be in the freezer, or in the white cloth covered by the table. Ding Yiyi's scalp is numb, as if intoxicated by the smell of alcohol in the air.

"Turn around." Ye nianmo broke her shoulder and made her face the wall, "wait for me."

"I help!" She said hastily.

The man raised his eyebrows and said, "listen, wait for me here."

Ding Yiyi can hear some SISO's voice, and can imagine that the freezer is opened one by one, and the bodies inside may have various ways to die.

The shoulder was patted, she almost screamed, and her mouth was properly covered.

She looked at ye nianmo's expression, not sad, not sad, heavy, there is relief.

"Not him?"

Ye nianmo nodded, "No

Ding Yiyi just sent a sigh of relief, heard the footsteps outside the door in a hurry, "what's the matter with you?"

What to do? If they are found out, they must be able to guess that they are here.

There was a voice outside the door. It seemed that the man who had been knocked unconscious was shaken awake, and both sides seemed to be arguing.

"I'm sure no one's coming in from here!" Roared the man who had been knocked out.

Another person does not believe, insist to open the door, Ding Yi in the heart a tight.

The door was opened, air-conditioning came, and it was quiet all around, where there was anyone else.

Under the white cloth, Ding Yiyi gently breathes, her cheek is close to ye nianmo's cheek.

Suddenly found that in front of the man's skin is too good, actually a little pore acne print are not.

There was no sound outside, the door closed, and the two turned to sit up.

"What now? All the people are on guard outside. Can't they go out by force? "

Ye nianmo doesn't seem worried, so he turns his back to the room. He opens the white cloth in the room.

Outside the door, "Hey, you know what it will be like to eat those things. Don't do it when you work in the future. Fortunately, it's me. If it's someone else, it's up to you to take care of it."

"Today's business, please don't tell anyone else." Men know that the white powder is put by the people who stun them, but now he has a hard time to say. It's bad to be caught. He can only swallow these bitter fruits into his stomach.

There was a sound in the door. They wanted to have a look and immediately opened the door.

"Wow

Even the iron man was frightened when he saw a man who was completely different from himself sitting in front of the gate. They almost forced themselves to go closer to see the corpse. They were so frightened that they ignored the two people who had slipped away from the door.

The trip was wonderful and exciting. After returning to the car, Ding Yiyi was still breathing heavily.

Knowing that the dead man was not Si Wenbing, they rushed to the hotel.

In the hotel, spacious hotel rooms, balcony floor, windows are not closed, beige embroidered curtains flutter with the wind.

A green leaf flew in along the wind and fell on the edge of the bed, picked up by a slender white hand.

Si Wenbing sat on the ground, watching the sleeping man by the bed.

Why are the eyelids so swollen? I've cried. I'm so sad to know that the man who killed Hamad may be him.

He looked at her sleeping face, could not help but stretch out his hand, but stopped in the air, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Should not have come, or there is no reason to come, but for no reason is to know that she will cry, sure enough, more sad than he imagined.

"Do you like me?" Slender fingers across the delicate cheek, the person in the dream is talking nonsense, and then deep sleep.

It doesn't matter if you don't get a response. You don't need this response. Get up and put that leaf beside her. It's time to go.

Ding Yiyi and ye nianmo just came in from the door of the hotel. She was eager to take a bath. She felt that her body was full of alcohol and had an inexplicable smell.

There was a man walking by in a hurry, his head bowed, his hat pressed low, and his body had a delicate fragrance.

"Yiyi." Ye nianmo stopped. "You take a bath first, I'll buy a pack of cigarettes."

Sitting in the car, Si Wenbing vomited and started the car. He was going to do his own business.

Did you find a Porsche on the way? He quickened the pace.

At night, a Porsche and a Huiteng are speeding in the dark. Even when turning the corner, the speed of the car does not slow down.

Square, in front of Huiteng first stop, Si Wenbing get off, take off his hat.

"The housekeeper of the Ye family was not an ordinary person, which surprised me very much." Ye nianmo gets out of the car, such as the wolf's eyes staring at him, "what's the intention of Ye's family?"

"No Si Wenbing answered neatly.

Ye nianmo is not entangled in this issue. He believes him. After suspecting that the person Haizi is looking for is Si Wenbing, he has made a clear investigation of what he has done in recent years.As the housekeeper of the Ye family, he did a good job and was impeccable.

"What about Ziyu?" He clearly looked at each other's eyes.

"Take care of her, this is not the place she should come," said Si Wenbing

"Do you want to tell her?" Ye nianmo slowly opened his mouth, "tell her you are dead, let her die completely, or tell her you are not dead, let her still be like this."

The other side didn't open his mouth and looked at him coldly.

Yes, ye nianmo is forcing him. If haiziyu goes down, this matter must be clarified.

"Tell her or not?" He took a step closer.

"Whatever you want." Si Wenbing gets into the car and the car goes away.

Whatever? If there is no feeling at all, shouldn't it be rejected immediately? Ye nianmo was thoughtful.

Returning to his apartment, Si Wenbing got out of the car, leaned against the door and lit a mint cigarette.

The heavy exhaust gas spits out, the cold feeling of mint spreads in the chest.

"Come out." Leave the cigarette butt on the ground, he said coldly to the door.

When the door opened, several big men came out and said respectfully, "the Lord is waiting for you."

"Shengdeya, the anti-government organization, is opposite to the Uruk regime. It thinks that the government does not act, and attempts to overthrow the government's rule and create a new world of peace. Everyone has never known who the leader is. There are different opinions. Some say that he is an old man, while others say he is a young man. No one has ever seen the leader.

In recent years, the organization has been growing and more and more supporters have been advocated. However, the most controversial one is the assassination operation in more than ten years, with many spearheads pointing at Sheng Deya, but there is no evidence. "

Shengdeya organization is a magical existence in Urumqi, and it can not be underestimated.

A very ordinary room, surrounded by bookshelves, the book code is neat, in addition to books, the most attractive room is the clothes hanger, the old gramophone and the spacious and comfortable single sofa beside the gramophone.

The old record is slowly spinning on the gramophone, the pointer across the record slot, is a very old French music.

looks like a more than 60 year old barber skilled in applying white foam to a man's chin, then picks up a scraper and gently and accurately scraps the white foam.

Nestled in a wide chair was an old man in the twilight. His thin arm looked like a broken one. His chest was always floating. If the turbid gas from his nose hit the hairdresser's hairy arm from time to time, he would have looked like a dead man.

Si Wenbing stood aside. He had been here for half an hour, but he didn't speak. Similarly, the old man didn't seem to see him. Only the barber glanced at him at the beginning.

People who have disappeared for nine years have become mature when they come back again, while the old people in those years are getting older.

When the music is over, the barber also stops his movements. For more than ten years, he has reached the level of perfection in this field.

There are two kinds of people in the world. One is genius, and the other is learning talent. After several years, more than ten years, decades of doing something repeatedly, the ability to solve problems can be achieved.

The old man opened his eyes and lifted his eyelids slightly, which made him feel more energetic.

The barber and others stepped out, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.

"Back?" He asked.

"Yes." Si Wenbing replied.

I haven't seen it for nine years. The two sides are not particularly excited. It seems that they just met yesterday.

The old man turned the armrest, and the wide chair automatically turned to face Si Wenbing, "I'll help you complete the tasks you didn't complete nine years ago." He hesitated. "That was one of the teenagers who had been bullied by Hamad before. He insisted on doing so, and he just wanted to die."

The old man got up from his chair, swayed and walked slowly.

Si Wenbing didn't go up to help him, and the old man didn't want him to hold him. He walked slowly to the sofa and sat down. He took a few deep breaths, and then he continued to speak, "in this way, no one will follow you up. The person who hijacked Hamid has died."

"I'll kill him." Said Si Wen in a cold voice.

The old man pulled the corners of his mouth and seemed to be laughing, "you have been gone for nine years, and this organization has changed a lot. The original declaration is in name only. There are pro government factions in the organization. They are ready to cooperate."

All of a sudden, the old man was a little tired, panting for a rest.

"Nothing in the world won't change."

"That's good. It's like the age of a person. When you walked out of here nine years ago, I was still playing golf. Nine years later, when you came back to me, I couldn't even lift my club."

"Everyone is."

"You." The old man narrowed his eyes, and his essence suddenly appeared. "It seems that you have lived well in recent years, and your temperament has matured a lot."

Si Wenbing did not speak, and his whereabouts were not difficult to find. If we really wanted to find him at that time, we could certainly find him.But the place where he lived as a child abandoned her and looked for him from the future.

"The chat is over." "Nine years ago, you did a good job and got the information I wanted."

The old man's voice was slow and sharp, "so What about the information? "

Nine years ago,

major U.S. oil companies were frantically buying foreign land in order to drill for oil. The price of natural gas is falling, and the output of major oil wells is not encouraging.