Cat and mouse game

The next day Qiao Nan and Fei Jiao were taken to the police station to make notes.

Yu Chu successfully arrested Ding Li and his gang last night, but when he counted them carefully, he found that one was missing.

It was Ding Li, the boss of their group.

In the middle of the night, he seemed to have a premonition, and after entering the woods, he quietly left in the dark.

It was at this moment that Qiao Nan knew that Fei Jiao's inner ghost buried in Zhou Zhaoyuan's team was actually Ding Li.

So Yu Chu and the others are not in a hurry, they know about the deal between Ding Li and Fei Jiao, and they are also waiting for Ding Li to come to her for the final reward.

There is a high probability that it will be two days.

At the beginning, Fei Jiao promised Ding Li that he should give him a reward to save him a way out, but Ding Li believed it, but he didn't know that the words of capitalists would never be believed. The deal was sold to Yu Chu, and he was only waiting to catch the fish that slipped through the net after he was finally used.

The transcript is concise, that is, to ask what happened that night. The report of this incident is an emergency, and it will take some time to follow up. However, because the entire kidnapper group was destroyed, the above actually attaches great importance to it. It was impossible for Qiao Nanfeijiao to stay here forever, and there was no need for the two of them as victims to stay here forever, so they left a phone call and left the police station.

As for how Qiao Nan and Zhou Zhaoyuan should also characterize it as an emergency, it will take Yu Chu and others to make a report, but it doesn't matter even if it is not so qualitative. Nothing can be recovered.

Qiao Nan's expression was indifferent all day, as if he had packed up all his emotions, and returned to the appearance of nothing moving like a mountain.

There was a Bentley parked at the door, and the man in a suit that Qiao Nan had seen last night stood in front of the car door and respectfully invited Fei Jiao to get in the car.

Fei Jiao glanced at Qiao Nan, seeing that she didn't intend to get in the car, she simply sent this person away.

The two walked quietly along the street corner in Kangbian. For Kangbian, there has not been such a big case for many years. No one knows.

Before returning to Zhang Shuxiang's inn, he passed a temple with red walls and golden tiles. Qiao Nan looked sideways at the protruding cornices, silently, and then crossed the threshold ahead and walked in.

There were not many people in the temple, but the incense was very strong. The lamas in red robes had just finished their morning classes, and no one came to take care of them. There was only an old man selling small prayer wheels at the door.

In the main hall there is a golden statue of Manjusri Bodhisattva, holding a wisdom sword in his hand, and a lion sitting on the seat is lifelike, with wise eyes overlooking all living beings, as if it can penetrate all the darkness and stupidity in the world.

Qiao Nan felt a little invisible under his sight.

Ever since she boldly guessed Zhou Zhaoyuan's intentions yesterday, she began to feel guilty. This guilt came from Xiaoqiu who was taken away with Zhou Zhaoyuan.

Right and wrong, the entanglement for so long has made people do not know how to get out of this mess.

She did not directly or indirectly cause Xiao Qiu's death, but concealed the truth of Xiao Qiu's death.

She thinks that she is not a bright person, but this still makes her feel unhappy, especially so far, Bian Xia has not been found, and she does not even know whether she is alive or dead, and it is another shadow covering her heart.

Her selfishness made this wrong step, and she fell into pain.

What she said to Zhou Zhaoyuan on the edge of the cliff that day was true or false, only she knew.

Because she has lost her loved ones again and again in too tragic circumstances, she has a demon in her heart.

For the people close to her, she is very paranoid, and she doesn't want them to be hurt in the slightest. It took her three years to gradually suppress the sleepless nights, and the dream that Qian Qian and the master died in front of her again and again after falling asleep. Had a good night's sleep.

At that moment, she even felt relaxed for a moment.

In this way, let Bianxia live on as Xiaoqiu, get rid of this mess and filth completely, and have a new life, without any taint, and be able to live easily and happily.

Xiaoqiu's life experience is ordinary and bright, just like the future that Bian Qian once envisioned for Bian Xia.

What does the life and death of other people matter to her?As long as she didn't cause the death, why should she feel guilty?

Such insidious thoughts flashed through her mind over and over again last night and were denied by her, tormenting her with a splitting headache.

At this moment, under the gaze of Manjusri, it seems that he suddenly saw his own ugliness soberly.

She was denying her mistakes, making excuses for herself.

Zhou Zhaoyuan's smile before she died even appeared in front of her eyes, as if she was laughing at her hypocrisy and as if she had already foreseen what kind of situation she would fall into in the future.

She might make such a choice again, but she should admit her darkness openly.

Even she can't control Bian Xia's life.

In this incident, from the beginning to the end, Bian Xia had no right to choose.

But now that Zhou Zhaoyuan is dead, if Bian Xia is free, will he be willing to live by idling or surrender himself to accept the punishment he deserves and go on with his own life?

Qiao Nan hadn't thought about it before, whether it was her, Bian Qian, or even Zhou Zhaoyuan, it seemed that they only wanted to arrange a smooth second half of life for Bian Xia, but never asked Bian Xia what she wanted.

If Bian Xia turned himself in, would Qiao Nan, who already knew that Zhou Zhaoyuan jumped off with Xiaoqiu, still lie to herself?

Qiao Nan stood silently under the Buddha statue, like a statue of Buddha.

Fei Jiao stood with her, and saw her expression was unpredictable, her always indifferent eyes were like a deep pool that could not be seen to the end, and she would be sucked in by her if she looked at it a few more times.

"Qiao Nan, what are you thinking?" Fei Jiao asked.

Qiao Nan recovered, and then slowly replied: "It's nothing."

Feijiao didn't ask further, but looked up at the majestic Buddha statue, and said in a cold voice, "Do you think this kind of Bodhisattva will think that the people who come here are stupid when they see people begging here?"

"If I were a god, I would just put a glass cover on everyone who comes here, let what they say bounce back to me, listen to my own words, see my own deeds, and save myself. "

"How can God have so much time to solve the pain in everyone's heart?" She said this with a little indifference on her face, "Besides, being saved by God doesn't mean that you will never be able to pass that hurdle by yourself, and you will always be a coward trash?"

Qiao Nan knew that Fei Jiao said these words to herself, but she didn't reply.

Yes, if there is a God, how can everything satisfy the believers? The real God should be the guide and the attribution of everyone's insights.In fact, everyone can be a god.

It should be fortunate that there is no one in the hall, otherwise if such a remark was heard, Qiao Nan was afraid that Fei Jiao and himself would be beaten out by the lamas.

Qiao Nan inserted his hands into the wide cuffs and planned to walk in.

Her jacket was already covered in mud, blood and holes last night, and today she and Fei Jiao were wearing Tibetan robes that Meera had prepared for them and had been brought along.

Inside is a worship hall, where rows of butter lamps are lit. A young lama is dozing off by the door. Qiao Nan knocks on his table to wake him up. He points to the butter lamp and asks, "Light a lamp here." How much does an unextinguishable butter lamp cost?"

The little lama was taken aback, sat up quickly, and folded his hands together at her, "One hundred a month."

Qiao Nan took out [-] cash from his pocket and handed it over, "Please light a lamp here, this is a year's fee."

The little lama accepted the money and started to do things according to the rules he was familiar with. He led Qiao Nanfeijiao through rows of small orange lamps, and finally put down the butter lamp he had been holding in his hand at the deepest point.

There was a yellow strip of cloth under the butter lamp. The little lama picked up the brush and asked, "What is the name of the person you want to pay homage to? What are the birth and death dates?"

Qiao Nan was silent, and finally replied: "Can I not write my name and time?"

"Don't write anything?!" The little lama was shocked.

"Perhaps you can write a commemorative scripture up there."

Qiao Nan didn't know what to write, as it seemed inappropriate to write anything, so he didn't write at all.

The little lama nodded, and simply wrote a mantra for rebirth.

After Qiao Nan finished, he and Fei Jiao went out.

When she passed the hall again, Fei Jiao suddenly asked her, "Qiao Nan, what were you thinking when the butter lamp was lit just now?"

Qiao Nan remembered that at the Langdi Temple in Naiguang, two people threw Longda on the back mountain. Fei Jiao asked her: Qiao Nan, what were you thinking when Longda flew up.

Qiao Nan replied at that time: I was thinking about where to go next.

This time, she replied: "I'm thinking about what I should do next."

"Have you figured it out?" Fei Jiao smiled.

Qiao Nan turned around and took another look at Manjusri in the hall, rolled his sleeves and walked forward, saying softly, "Think it over."

This time, Fei Jiao still didn't ask after hearing her answer.

Walking out of this temple, the streets are full of fireworks, and the sun is so strong that people can't keep their eyes open.

Qiao Nan was really thinking about what she was going to do next this time.

Looking back at Manjusri, she silently recited another sentence to the Buddha statue in her heart:

—she wanted a happy ending.

After returning to the inn, Qiao Nan and Feijiao all entered the room. After staying for two more days, Feijiao should get on the plane back to Shanghai. By then, she would not be as relaxed as she is now.

Sitting on the small balcony of the room, Fei Jiao held a bowl of ice water and leaned comfortably on the recliner. The place was backed by the sun, so she couldn't feel the warm sunlight. She just watched the pedestrians walking hurriedly under the scorching sun. All of them covered their faces, making it impossible to see clearly.

Comfortable, comfortable, and my mind can't help but drift away.

In the past two days, Qiao Nan looked like he was going to die, with a bit of fragility mixed with depression, and his slightly raised jaw was a little depressed when he smoked.

But she just thought it was beautiful.

His eyes were on this woman all the time, and it was rare that he lacked some biting and harsh words. He just quietly stood aside and watched her like a rose that bloomed to the brim and drooped her head. She wanted to pick it off but was reluctant to pick it off, quietly. My heart is full of pity.

What happened these days is not without doubts, but it is rare for her to be too lazy to guess or think about it, and she even loses interest when she thinks that she is about to leave and return to that bustling and extravagant world.

Even if she might be able to overthrow Fei Wenying who has been pressing on her head for so many years when she goes back this time, she can't arouse her enthusiasm.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Fei Jiao opened the door lazily, but froze in place.

At the door, Qiao Nan was wearing a silk pajamas that she had never worn before. She had a slim figure, her long hair was wiped wet behind her head, and she held a dozen wine in her hand, standing at her door with a blank expression on her face.

The author has something to say: Qiao Qiao has figured out some things and figured out what to do next——

As I wrote in the copywriting, the characters of the two protagonists are flawed. They are extremely paranoid when facing their relatives. They only want to protect them under their own wings and have a safe and healthy life. The fear of being out of their control is Qiao Nan's flaw. , the death of Bian Qian and Qiao Yichen cast too much psychological shadow on her, that's why she impulsively chose to help Zhou Zhaoyuan hide it, just wanting Bian Xia to get out of this mess first, but now she has figured out something by herself, I also found that I had troubles in doing so.

感谢在2021-08-0323:55:40-2021-08-0423:18:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 3 for Ruo Traveler; 1 for Mu Linda and Storm Caller;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of bjhgvyu; 12 bottles of No.2 night;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard