misplaced survival

Because of Jiang Xiyan being attacked in the alley last time, the superiors were concerned about the dead corner of surveillance in the university town, and asked the relevant departments to strengthen security management.

In order to ensure the safety of all students, the police installed surveillance in the area to avoid the reappearance of gangsters.

Sun Xiaojing looked at Jiang Xiyan in the back row from the rearview mirror, and said with emotion: "It's really difficult to bring you out of school."

If the mysterious person hadn't controlled Wu Yuexiang, I'm afraid there would really be no way for Jiang Xiyan to come out of the university town obediently.

Jiang Xiyan sat by the car door, watching the two people inside the car warily.When he got into the car, he knew that his life and death were uncertain, and now the rear door has been locked, cutting off his thoughts of jumping out of the car.

Seeing their car leave the city and head for the suburbs, Jiang Xiyan secretly took out his cell phone and turned on the recording.

It is daytime now, the sun shines into the car through the car window, passing by the utility poles, the shadows and the sun are constantly intertwined, which is very dazzling.

This was the first time that Jiang Xiyan sat peacefully with the man in the black hoodie. The man didn't say a word all the way, as if he was planning something.

Anyway, there was no possibility of escape, Jiang Xiyan simply began to look at the two of them.

"What do you see?" The man noticed Jiang Xiyan's eyes, and looked at him quietly.

Jiang Xiyan leaned against the back of the chair, and the clues kept being disrupted and reorganized in his mind, and finally merged into guesses: "I have been thinking about the reason why you targeted me during this time."

The man crossed his arms and looked at Jiang Xiyan with a smile, "Tell me."

"The first time you wanted to kill me was because I witnessed your crime scene. After staying outside my house for so long, you decided to do it again because I found Zhenxi Middle School. You are afraid that I will know more." Jiang Xiyan His voice was unhurried, as if it wasn't him who was being threatened at all.

Hearing this, the man was even more interested, "Continue."

Jiang Xiyan said coldly, "At first I was very surprised, why did you come forward to do something last time, what if I really just brought a sentence? Just now, I figured it out."

He looked directly at the man, and said, "The reason why you are so suspicious of the person who invited Sun Xiaojing is because you know very well that this is a scam."

Introduced by Grandma Wu, he and Yuan Gui had met each other several times, knowing that Yuan Gui kept his mobile phone on when he went to work because of concerns about Grandma Wu's safety at home alone.

But no matter how he calls this time, the other party always sounds busy.

He didn't want to think about it, but in order to implement the assumption in his heart, he dialed the phone number of the woodcarving garden that he wrote down when he was studying in the police force, and confirmed that Yuan Gui didn't go to work at all today.

In order to avenge his father, Sun Xiaojing chose to cooperate with this man, but Sun Xiaojing is not the only one who has a grudge against Chen Yiwei!

Isn't it Yuan Gui who knows best whether Grandma Wu has any grandsons who go to school in the university town, and whether she has a message for Sun Xiaojing?

I'm afraid nothing happened to Grandma Wu, and the person who took the photo of Grandma Wu to threaten him was actually Yuan Gui.

All along, the other party has only targeted him. This time, Grandma Wu was used to threaten him. What about next time?

So he had to go to the appointment, find clues to the murderer, and fight for opportunities for those who came after.

It doesn't matter that he is dead, he doesn't want more people to be hurt.

"And what a coincidence, the scene of Huang Dakang's first death was in the woodcarving garden. The security guard clearly confirmed that the door was locked, how did the murderer and the deceased open the door? So I think, Yuan Gui, who was the last one in and out of the warehouse, opened the door to let You hid in there!"

Jiang Xiyan hadn't thought about it before, but he always felt that there was a link missing. When he found a breakthrough, his thinking became clearer.

The man smiled, neither admitting nor denying it.

The current Jiang Xiyan doesn't have the capital to resist at all, so let him have a good time before he dies.

And he also wanted to know how much a Jiang Xiyan could know.

Jiang Xiyan looked at Sun Xiaojing who was driving, and said slowly: "Then when killing Chen Yiwei, Sun Xiaojing attracted the attention of the deceased, so you take this opportunity to do it, right?"

He said, turning his head to look at the man beside him.

So looking at the overall situation, this was a premeditated and organized murder case. Although he didn't know what was going on with the Li Yuan case, it was not difficult to find clues following this idea.

"You tried your best to get me out of school just to kill me. But the reason you want to kill me is not just because I saw you kill with my own eyes." Jiang Xiyan's eyes flashed coldly, as if The sharp knife went straight to the opponent's face.

The man raised his eyebrows, as if he had a chance to win, "What else?"

Sun Xiaojing almost obeyed this man, so he must not be a hired killer.

Jiang Xiyan asserted: "You command other people, and you play a dominant role in these cases. It seems that the three deceased in the suitcase dumping case and Gao Zhiqiang are also related to you. I have investigated Changping Village and related these cases at the same time. There are not many people, who are you?"

The man smiled softly, took off his mask, and admired Jiang Xiyan with great interest. If they weren't on opposite sides, he would really like to make friends with Jiang Xiyan.

"Hello, I...you can call me Yan Yu."

Years passed, and after the reconstruction of the old city, the city center became more prosperous, and high-rise buildings rose from the ground, supporting the lifeline of the city.

Different from the radiance outside, in a room above a tall building, the lights are dim, and only one desk lamp is still on.

The sound of pages turning could be heard from time to time, and the documents on the desk became more and more tired, but the man continued to check the next document without feeling tired.

And by the window not far from him, a man was staring at his hand in a daze.

Yan Yu looked at his hands in a daze, maybe he didn't sleep well recently, he always had some hallucinations, and saw his hands were covered with blood.

So what?He couldn't turn back.

Back then, he managed to get rid of that blind Jiang Xiyan, thinking that he would have a chance to breathe, but now that the police are getting closer and closer, he has to get rid of those people before being exposed.

Thinking about it, Yan Yu turned his head to look at the man in front of the desk, walked slowly behind him, bent down lightly, leaned on his shoulder, and murmured: "Ayan, help me."

The man who was checking the documents felt the hot and humid breath on the side of his neck, stopped his hands immediately, and turned his head slightly to look at Yan Yu, "How do you want me to help?"

Yan Yu's indifferent eyes suddenly changed to hypocritical affection, and the hands on the man's shoulders gradually descended, but they were only touched lightly through a layer of fabric.

There was a cunning flash in his eyes, and he deliberately led the people in front of him into his trap.

But he was completely unaware that all his actions fell into the eyes of others.

The man didn't mind Yan Yu's teasing, but was willing to accompany him.With a low laugh, he took out a folder from the drawer, "This person is the person in charge of another hidden stake in the casino."

Yan Yu's speed was faster than he had imagined, and without the person in charge, no one could stop him.

Yan Yu's gaze immediately fixed on the folder, and he reached out to pick it up.

Seeing this, the man loosened his hand holding the folder, and the folder lost its limit and fell to the ground.The man drew out his hand and grabbed Yan Yu's hand, pulling him into his arms.

"You know my rules very well. If you want to profit from a businessman, what do you use to negotiate terms with me?" The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and the red silk scarf on his chest was as charming as a rose. His facial features were even more profound under the dim light. .

But there is no lust in his eyes, only victory and defeat, interests, and endless irony.

He and Yan Yu used each other and tortured each other. They were covered in thorns, but they hugged each other tightly, stabbing each other to the same extent as their own.

But he was unwilling to let go, even though he knew that Yan Yu's concern was fake.

A trace of resistance flashed in Yan Yu's eyes, but after seeing the folder on the ground, he chose to compromise again.

He clenched his back molars tightly, under the direct gaze of the man, removed his body cover, sat down facing the man, resisted the discomfort, and gradually started to move.

The documents piled up on the table were scattered all over the ground under constant shaking. The people around the table were full of unwillingness. They swept away other things on the table and put the person in their arms on the table.

Under the weight, the mahogany table creaked, as if disturbing the sleeping sun.

During the dissociation of consciousness, Song Zhou seemed to be in the middle of the jungle, being dragged forward by someone.

He clearly wanted to resist, but when he lowered his head, he saw blood oozing from his waist and abdomen, and all his struggles were stubborn resistance.

Isn't he sleeping?This is where?Is it a dream?

He tried to struggle, and while pulling, the mobile phone in his pocket fell to the ground, and he vaguely saw the screen of the mobile phone showing that it was currently recording.

In order to avoid the discovery of his captors, he had to kick the phone into the dead leaves next to him.

Seeing that he was still resisting, the gangster snorted coldly and strangled him.

Song Zhou only felt that his breathing became more and more difficult, and his strength was constantly withdrawn from his body, as if there was a force dragging him into the abyss.

While struggling, he vaguely heard the person holding him back saying, "Jiang Xiyan, die!"

Jiang Xiyan?Why him?

Why did he see Jiang Xiyan's perspective?What happened to Jiang Xiyan?

Suddenly, a large number of memories flooded into Song Zhou's head, and Song Zhou's headache was splitting, and countless fragments passed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

The junior who presented flowers to him at his graduation ceremony turned into Jiang Xiyan in the blink of an eye.

"Jiang Xiyan?" Just as he was about to find out what happened, Jiang Xiyan in front of him disappeared like smoke, and he became his former apprentice again.

When he was dragging his luggage and preparing to leave the campus, he saw a group of policemen rushing into the campus to conduct a comprehensive search.

Mo Juan ran towards him in a hurry, and said anxiously: "Have you heard that Jiang Xiyan disappeared before the graduation ceremony yesterday, and the surveillance showed that he walked out of the university town by himself and got into a license plate car."

Hearing the news, his breathing became tight and his heart beat faster and faster.

What's going on, this is different from his previous memory!He didn't remember meeting Jiang Xiyan when he was in college, where did this memory come from?

"Jiang Xiyan..."

There was a buzzing sound in his skull like a bell, knocking him out of his memory.

Under the restraint, his feet became weaker and weaker, and the hands trying to resist could no longer grasp anything. He looked up at the lush trees and the misty sky, his eyes became more and more blurred.

"Song Zhou, find me."

The faint voice kept echoing in my ears, it was ethereal, as if it came from a distant time and space.

Song Zhou desperately wanted to open his eyes to see the situation clearly, but he heard the sound of dragging and the collision of stones, followed by the faint sound of wind.

The sound of the wind lasted for a long time, as if he had been waiting here for countless years.

"Jiang Xiyan!" Song Zhou wanted to fight his way out of the darkness. He held his breath and kept exploring until he saw a sporadic light.

He sprinted forward, but at the vent of the dark cave blocked by gravel, he saw a thick white bone.