Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Yang Chong stood beside the young policeman calling him, looking down, a wide river was a hundred meters below, and the suspension bridge crossed the river and connected to the high mountain on the opposite side.

This is a winding mountain road, and there is a big curve ahead. After passing the curve, you can reach the suspension bridge. They are still on it at the moment, and they can see a dead man lying on the road beside the bridge.

"Go down and have a look." Yang Chong withdrew his eyes and stepped back, his eyes inadvertently swept across the weeds under his feet, he noticed the scarlet stains on the grass, he stretched out his hand to touch, and there was a bit of sticky blood stained between his fingers.

Yang Chong narrowed his pupils, stepped back and returned to the road, and took a closer look at where they were standing just now. There were a few rough footprints on the weeds. Because of the rain, there were mud on the feet, so footprints were left.

The young policeman asked: "Captain Yang, what are you thinking?"

Yang Chong looked at the suspension bridge below, then looked back at the motorcycles parked in the middle of the road, and asked, "Do you think if someone jumped from here, they could fall on the bridge?"

"From here? How is it possible, so high! Unless this person doesn't want to live, he will either fall into the river or fall on the road, and be half crippled!"

Yang Chong didn't speak, and ran down the road.

Seeing him running, several policemen also ran down the curve.

The man lying by the bridge was already dead, half of his body was close to the suspension bridge, and half of his body was lying on the side of the road. When he was fatally injured, he wiped his neck with a knife.

"The blood is still hot. It looks like we just went through a fight. Captain Yang, the victim should be fine, right?"

Yang Chong grimaced and remained silent. These are professional killers. Ordinary people have already died. Wen Qingyue and Fu Han have skills, but the situation is not optimistic, and they don't know if they are still alive.

He walked to the suspension bridge, stood by the suspension bridge and looked down. The river was very deep, with a height of [-] meters, and life and death were unpredictable if he fell.

Yang Chong's eyes fell on the hiking bag on the bridge, as well as the wool and mud hanging from the iron chains of the suspension bridge.

He turned his head and looked up, and the bold guess just now jumped out again.

"This height is really courageous." Yang Chong sighed in a low voice. After so many years of criminal investigation, this is the first time he has seen such a bold and bizarre thing.

"Captain Yang, this bag is full of climbing supplies. Did the victim still bring these things?" The young policeman rummaged through the contents of the bag and asked with a frown.

It's not that this is a kidnapping case, who kidnapped and brought a hiking bag?

Was it kidnapped while traveling?

Yang Chong rubbed his temples, "I'm afraid a new victim has been involved."

The involvement of this case is getting bigger and bigger. There are many enemies of rich people. There may have been several waves of people involved in this simple kidnapping case.

Yang Chong took out his mobile phone and dialed, "Hey, Chief, I'm Yang Chong. There is now an additional victim in the case, and there are various forces involved. Special police support is needed."

"By the way, did Liu Nanchen confess? What happened to that Taoist priest?"

"This kid is very stubborn, so wait for me to rescue the victim before interrogating him. This time he will never try to escape!"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Chong looked at the undercurrent of the calm river, and his mood sank to the bottom.

Wen Qingyue, you have to live well and watch Liu Nanchen, a bastard, be sentenced.

"Live...alive, Fu Han..."

A vague and painful nightmare sounded intermittently in the dilapidated thatched cottage.

Lu Yu stretched out his hand to explore the girl's forehead, and the hot temperature still did not fall.

"Yueyue, it's been so many years since I saw you, you can't do anything." Lu Yu covered Wen Qingyue's body with the dried clothes, and whispered to himself.

After finishing all this, he crushed the herbs he picked just now, put them into the water filled with leaves, and made a simple potion. He helped the woman with high fever to get up, pinched her chin, forced her to open her mouth, and poured it little by little. go in.

After feeding the medicine, Lu Yu held her in his arms, thinking about half an hour ago.

They teamed up to fight three killers, killed one back, seriously injured two, and staggered away holding hands, finally got rid of the two seriously injured killers, and found a thatched hut built by a farmer to rest temporarily in the terraced fields. It was also at this time that he discovered that she was still sick and had a high fever.

With a lot of thoughts, Lu Yu sighed and said: "I haven't seen you in ten years, the little girl who needed my protection back then has become so powerful."

It was getting late, and after drinking the herbal medicine, Wen Qingyue's body temperature gradually dropped, she woke up in a daze, and found herself lying in someone else's arms, she was stunned, and saw a strange face when she looked up.

As soon as she moved, Lu Yu also woke up. He opened his eyes and looked at her, his eyes met. He naturally reached out and touched her forehead, "Great, your fever is gone!"

Wen Qingyue opened the distance a little uncomfortably, she caught a glimpse of the herb dregs out of the corner of her eye, and knew that he had picked herbal medicine to reduce the fever, "Thank you, you saved me again."

Lu Yu didn't care about the alienation she showed, he got up and picked up the stick on the ground to add fuel to the dying fire, and said in a relaxed tone: "You have said thank you twice."

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows noncommittally, and the atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds. Although her fever subsided, she was exhausted and her whole body was still weak. She didn't dare to stand up immediately. She looked around the shabby house, and her eyes returned to her eyes. on this strange man.

"You..." Wen Qingyue hesitated to speak, her eyes touched his coat that was cut by the knife, thinking that he was also injured during the fight, she said: "Is your injury serious? I will use some medical skills to help you take a look ?”

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said in surprise, "You really studied medicine?"

This familiar tone made Wen Qingyue feel weirdly uncomfortable again.

"do we know each other?"

The person in front of her looked like she knew her from the very beginning, but she really didn't have this person in her memory, including the previous memory that didn't belong to her, and there was no such person as Lu Yu.

Lu Yu paused for a moment with the hand that was stirring the fire, and looked up at her through the firelight, "Xiao Yueyue, you really make me sad, I haven't seen you for ten years, even if I look different, you can't still be the same after hearing my name." Don't you have any impression?"

The name Xiao Yueyue made Wen Qingyue feel cold, she probably understood that Lu Yu might really know her.

I haven't seen him for ten years, that is to say, she knew this person before she was eight years old.

At the age of eight, he should be able to remember people. The strange thing is, why Wen Qingyue doesn't have him in his memory?

"Oh, forget it. If you don't remember, don't remember. After all, I still remember you, and I can recognize you at a glance." Seeing her silent, Lu Yu didn't want to get entangled anymore, and said it very freely.

Wen Qingyue was a little embarrassed, after all, he had saved her twice, and she didn't remember him, "Sorry, it's been too long, what was our relationship before?"

Lu Yu put down the fire stick in his hand and clapped his hands, "My good friend, my house is next to yours. I was a little weak and sick when I was young, and no one else wanted to play with me. Just you, always follow me, like a little follower."

Speaking of the past, he couldn't help but compare her appearance when she was a child with the current appearance in his memory, and he had to sigh that a girl has changed a lot!