The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 337 On-site Search
There was faint moonlight outside the window.

The ancients said that it makes sense to look at beauties under the moon.

Shi'an's face was extraordinarily bright and moving under the bright moonlight.

She loves to put on makeup on weekdays, and the makeup is thick, but it conceals the natural youthful beauty of the girl herself.

However, in the eyes of the young man, she is just a good friend who is beautiful, bold, and has a bit of a temper.

Qilan has never thought of having a confidante. Although she and Dr. Chen's daughter Anan had mutual affection in her previous life, before she reached the stage of love, he died tragically in a heroic rescue.

Traveling to the Republic of China, he met Chen Xing by accident and became good brothers, and suddenly realized that there was no possibility for him and Ah Nan.

If you insist on going your own way, not only will your seniority be wrong, but it will also be unacceptable.

If Chen Xing could predict the accidental sparks between two young people in the modern society decades later, he would turn his face and fight him every minute.

No matter how beautiful and considerate the lady in front of him was, the young man didn't let his heart move in the slightest.

He never took his eyes off the new bullet he picked up in his hand.Calm down and untangle the seemingly messy incidents one by one.

The shootout at Tianjin Railway Station, the sniper, was actually just a little introduction thrown by the black forces behind the scenes.

Like Shi'an's father and the officer surnamed Hong who visited tonight may be the real planners.

They played chess quietly in the dark. The ups and downs of the chess pieces, who lived and who died, were all calculated in advance.

If you really want to get to the bottom of it, then what happened to the Zhu family may be regarded as one of the big moves. Boyuan and Dingyuan happened to die in a small car driving to the office before the election at the end of the year.

And this murder case will find Lin Yitang, who was still seriously injured and not yet clear-headed, as a scapegoat, in order to speed up the sinking speed of the Lin family.

At the risk of being beheaded, Zhang Wenxuan preserved the bullets from Boyuan's surgery and the one on Lin Yitang's chest, which were exactly the same as the ones he just brought over.

Qilan recalled that before he left at night, Qin Feng had mentioned that he would go back to the police station to call someone to investigate the scene, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

It's just that after taking the antidote with a lot of side effects, I was powerless and couldn't search for the sniper's things.

So, will there be more evidence at the scene to unearth?

At least, the breakthrough will be found soon.

It is definitely not possible to go alone, you must find the second brother.

He stood up and walked in front of her, pleading piously: "Shi'an, I want to go to the scene to find something as soon as possible, can you call my second brother before dawn?"

She looked up at the clock on the wall, it was two o'clock in the morning.

In another two or three hours, it is indeed possible to make a call, although it seems rude to make a call so early.

"Okay," she walked to the bed and put down the bed curtain again, "Go to sleep first. I'll go play outside after the guests leave."

Qilan shook his head, and instinctively moved his body towards the door.

It's not that the bed is uncomfortable, but that it's uncomfortable to lie down.

"I'm afraid I'll oversleep if I sleep again."

"You have been tired all night with me, go to sleep for a while."

After all, they are not boyfriend and girlfriend, too close is not good.

Shi'an was really sleepy, she even took off her shoes and socks at the bottom of the bed in a hurry.

As soon as her head touched the pillow, she fell asleep instantly, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly with her breathing.

Qilan walked over gently and helped her arrange the shoes.

"She's asleep, so I'll think of other ways. I can't always let her follow me in fear."

He suddenly found a tree shadow by the window, and hurried over to take a closer look.

Pushing open the window, there was another surprising discovery.

It turned out that Shi'an's boudoir was not that high, it was on the second floor.

Looking from under the window sill, there is a dense row of hardy poplar trees, with broad branches stretching out like giant arms.

He was thinking about how to find the best direction to land on the tree without moving, and try not to make too much noise.

Continually comparing and screening along the trees, his gaze finally settled on the third tree from the left under the window sill.

Although it is not the closest, it is the widest and the strongest, and the branches are very long and thick, just right to the side of the first tree.

Qilan grabbed a hairband that Shi'an left on the table, tightly tied the wound on her calf three times, then crept up to the window sill, held her breath and jumped vigorously!
As expected, although this move was dangerous and powerful, it allowed him to climb firmly on the thick branch without making any obvious movement.

His weight is not enough to break it, like a nimble ape, holding the branch firmly with both arms, turning over at a height of three meters above the ground, and then landed on the ground with both feet very steadily.

The fly in the ointment is that the windows cannot be closed while jumping.The whistling north wind blew into the house, and he vaguely remembered that she was covered with a quilt, and he was not sure if she would be kicked off in her sleep, and she would get sick if she was cold.

In the He family compound, there is an outstanding advantage, that is, it is too wide, and it is not difficult to hide a person in the middle of the night.

Qilan walked slowly under the tree, looking while walking, and found the small door that Shi'an led him back, but the door was not locked.

He went straight out of the small gate, and then passed through the south gate without hindrance.

The two guards guarding the south gate hadn't changed their guard yet, so they naturally recognized him when they saw him.

"Miss wants you to go home?"

"I'll open the door for the young master."

Qilan nodded, expressing his thanks with a smile.

They cooperatively opened the door to let him go out without asking too many questions.

He remembered the way to Liji Tailor Shop, he searched all the way, and found the scene.

The sniper was still lying there, not even changing his posture when he fell to the ground.

He couldn't help frowning, didn't Qin Feng have a car, how could it be his turn to come to this unspoiled scene to collect evidence?

It stands to reason that they should rush over from the police station soon. In the past three or four hours, it was more than enough to inspect the scene and clean up the corpses.

The only possibility is that something else happened on the way, which dragged his formidable love rival back.

Qilan didn't have any extra time to waste, and didn't delay for a second, he just reached out and searched for the dead sniper from head to toe.

The antidote is taken from the coat pocket.

But his key discovery this time is the seemingly inconspicuous sole.

There was actually a small piece of paper stuffed inside the leather shoes, with an address clearly written in pen on it:

Feidu Street, Courtyard No. 12.

He carefully put away the note, and restored the sniper's posture to the original one.

Looking around, there seemed to be no one there, but there was a sound of a car horn not far ahead.

Qilan vigilantly hid towards a small alley behind him, and within a few minutes, two cars drove here one after the other.

He hid in the alley, and by the dim light of a street lamp, he saw several people getting off the car.

(End of this chapter)