When the magic stick has a big star boyfriend

2015 years.

winter.

When there was a phone call in his pocket, Yan Zhiyan was fighting with Tang Wenshu in a small stronghold of more than [-] people organized by the island country.

After getting along for a year, the two have developed a special tacit understanding, and some recent activities have been completed together.

Special groups are useless, and many times the masters in the circle are called for help.

Yan Zhiyan originally looked down on those people, but who made them a public organization.

People are stupid and have a lot of money, and the rewards they give every time make people feel tempted.

The young master Tang Wenshu is not short of money, but Yan Zhiyan is not.

All the money the old man earned before was used to buy magic weapons for Xiaoyu. He came to the imperial capital empty-handed, but money was very tight.

What's more, Master's condition became more and more serious. Before Xiaoyu could make money by himself, the pressure of burning money fell on him.

The organization stronghold discovered by the special team this time is not too important. Most of them are mobs, and their role is to lurk in the imperial capital to inquire about news.

But the more such a person is, the more difficult it is to deal with.

Those who are a little bit capable usually use all kinds of strange spells when fighting with people. Hot weapons are not a good thing for them.

But these half-bad guys don't have any skills in their hands, and they have to rely more on dead things.

The two lurked in, quickly killed several people, and finally confronted more than a dozen pistols.

Xuanzhi and Xuan's power is frightening, but two fists are no match for four hands, so after doing this, injuries cannot be avoided.

It was already late at night when the bullet was taken out and he came out of the hospital.

Tang Wenshu leaned outside the ward, and recovered after hearing the door knock.

A tall man helped Yan Zhiyan out of the ward.

He hurried up to meet the man, holding the other side of the man, "Why did you come out, stay for two more days to observe and observe."

"No need." Yan Zhiyan didn't refuse his action, but just shook her head with a smile, "I didn't hurt my vitals, and the hospital wasn't opened for me, so I won't occupy that position."

"My lord, I'll go drive." The tall man said sullenly, then walked quickly towards the parking lot.

Watching him leave, Tang Wenshu couldn't help but say, "Yan Zhiyan."

"Ok?"

"Just now..." Tang Wenshu hesitated, not knowing whether to say or not.

It wasn't a big deal, Yan Zhiyan handed over the phone to him for safekeeping, and it happened that someone called just now.

It's just that there was no note on the number he dialed in, and he didn't know if he had dialed it wrong. He didn't say anything, and hung up immediately when he heard his voice.

Tang Wenshu's intuition was not very good. Although the people over there did not speak, the background sound was a little messy.

The silence was mixed with sobbing and crying, and someone spoke in a low voice. I don't know what happened.

He was a little afraid of someone's conspiracy against Yan Zhiyan.

He also thought that he might be making a fuss out of a molehill.

"Just now? You want to talk about Ada?" Yan Zhiyan nodded without waiting for Tang Wenshu to speak after asking, "Ada is very capable in all aspects, and it's not bad to stay by my side."

That was the person Yan Zhiyan accidentally rescued from a human trafficking organization a few months ago.

I heard that he was originally a Chinese living abroad, and was trained by a secret organization as a killer since he was a child. It was only after something went wrong that he was sold.

He has no name, only a number.

After being rescued, she followed Yan Zhiyan all the time, and she was usually taciturn, so it was not a burden, so Yan Zhiyan accepted it.

Usually Ah Da Ah Da shouted loudly. As for the name on the ID card, Tang Wenshu never asked.

After getting in the car, Tang Wenshu sat in the back seat with Yan Zhiyan.

He glanced at Yan Zhiyan, with a strange expression on his face, as if he hesitated to speak, and then lowered his head and frowned.

Thinking about it carefully, the phone number that was called before seems to be from S City.

"Writer, what time is it?" Yan Zhiyan turned her head away from looking out the window, pinching the center of her brows, feeling tired all over.

In the dead of night, the flickering car lights on the road can make people feel a bit lonely.

Tang Wenshu picked up the pocket watch hanging on his clothes, and said in a steady voice, "23:22."

"It's okay, it's not too late." Yan Zhiyan responded, and then raised her eyes to look at the person next to her, "Clerk, don't be polite to me, just say what you want to say."

Tang Wenshu sighed softly: "You may have called from your hometown just now. There was no note or anything said, but the area number is from there."

Yan Zhiyan paused, "S City?"

"Yes, I don't know if it's a harassing call, you should return one." He said and took out the mobile phone he had left there and handed it over.

Yan Zhiyan frowned quickly, took the phone and clicked on the call record.

Sure enough, I saw a string of familiar numbers.

He gave the contact information to his neighbor, Aunt Chen, but his master didn't know it, and neither did Xiaoyu.

There is no other meaning, but sometimes I will call to ask about the situation of the two people.

Aunt Chen and the others are ordinary people. If people in the circle do something to Master and Master, they will not pay attention to the neighbors around them.

It can also be regarded as guarding against something that is outside of control.

Aunt Chen is very strict with her mouth, and she will not talk about this matter easily.

Looking at the time, it seems that the first phone call was made when he and Tang Wenshu were organizing the stronghold.

Observing his expression, Tang Wenshu confirmed: "Is it someone you know?"

"Well, it's the neighbor's aunt in my hometown."

A neighbor's cell phone number could be remembered so clearly, Tang Wenshu knew there was something wrong, but he didn't ask too much.

Yan Zhiyan's brows were tightly furrowed, so Aunt Chen could take the initiative to contact him, presumably...

He didn't dare to think deeply, ignored the current time, and called back directly.

The person on the other side was obviously still awake, and the call was picked up within seconds of the call.

Then there was a clear sound of breathing.

"Aunt Chen, it's me."

Hearing his voice, a female voice came from the other side, "Xiaoyan, I called you this afternoon and someone answered it. Nothing will happen to you."

"No, someone you can trust." Yan Zhiyan whispered, and then asked, "Did something happen at home?"

Suddenly there was silence on the other side, Yan Zhiyan's heart tightened, and after a long pause, the voice came again.

"Xiaoyan, you said before that Xiaoyu doesn't have your contact information, so I think it's better for me to contact you."

"Your master."

"gone."

Yan Zhiyan's face froze, the hand holding the phone shook imperceptibly, his pupils vibrated a few times, and then he closed his eyes suddenly.

The people over there didn't rush him, they waited for him to calm down.

Taking a deep breath secretly, Yan Zhiyan suppressed her voice, tried her best to control and asked, "When did it happen?"

"This afternoon, Xiaoyu came back from school and found it lying on a rocking chair under a tree.

It's snowing here today, everyone didn't go out, I don't know why your master..."

"Well, I see, Aunt Chen, please help me."

"That little fish over there."

"Don't let him know that you have contacted me, I will find someone to go back."

There was another silence over there, and finally hung up quietly without saying anything.

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The computer code is numb, there are a lot of typos, and I didn't find it when I coded...