Smartphones and satellite navigation are the main culprits of contemporary youth’s lack of sense of direction.

"Whatever I'm looking at, it's all because you didn't answer the phone. I called you all the way and the phone ran out of battery." Yu Lanchuan forcefully dismissed the blame, "If there was a navigation, what else would I need from you?"

But Gan Qing is not that easy to fool. She turned off her cell phone, but she did not hang up the phone. She kept calling a cell phone that was not turned on. This does not mean that the person is anxious, but it only means that he is a fool with weak hands.

Gan Qing said: "The flashlight on the mobile phone does consume a bit of power. It's okay. Mr. Xiao Yu, I'm afraid it's not embarrassing to walk at night."

Yu Lanchuan: "Who is afraid of walking at night?"

Gan Qing looked at his serious face and smiled generously: "I'm afraid."

Yu Lanchuan suddenly discovered that this person had a very deep set of tricks. He was good at "pretending not to pretend" and "retreating to advance". He was not showy and could not reveal anything, but he still managed to appear to be extraordinary and unworldly, which was very annoying.

Before he could think of how to fight back, suddenly, the strange laughter that scared Yu Lanchuan into a streak of blue smoke appeared again!

The voice was very penetrating, like a strange old man, but also seemed not to be human, and it could be heard far away.

The two of them trembled at the same time. Gan Qing, who had been "calm and magnanimous" just now, flashed a thin light between his fingers and flashed the knife. However, he didn't hold the phone, and the screen flipped down to the ground. The flashlight on the back shot out towards the sky, illuminating the scene.

Entering the gap between the snarling branches.

There squatted an owl...a round-headed owl.

The owl casually chanted a few times, and when it was struck by the flashlight, it stretched its neck and shouted: "Gah——"

Then he flapped his wings angrily and flew away.

"It's not shameful to be afraid of walking at night," Yu Lanchuan picked up Gan Qing's mobile phone, blew the loose soil on the tempered glass film, and handed it to her calmly, "Here, put the knife away and be friendly to the national second-level protected animals.

.Next time, remember, people in the open don’t pretend to be secretive.”

Gan Qing: "..."

The war-torn weekend is also a weekend, and time still flows twice as fast as a working day. In the blink of an eye, Mr. Zhou has been missing for the fourth day, and there is still no news. Instead, the black car group of the gang that participated in the attack on the police pulled out the carrots and brought them out of the mud.

, a lot of people with criminal records and using false identities were found.

"We asked about some information," Yu Yan came to No. 110 Courtyard and told the neighbors, "That's it, well, according to the confession of the suspect Jiang Bin...that is, the qigong master we arrested, we found

Missing Mrs. Lin."

Zhou Beibei, who looked sluggish, sat up straight: "I know this old lady, my father is very familiar with her! When she first disappeared, you came to my house to ask questions! Why, it was a group of people who deceived these old people.

What? Why? Is she home now? What did she say? Have you seen my dad? "

Han Dongsheng took her hand and shook it gently: "Listen to what you have to say."

"Calm down first," Yu Yan lowered his voice, "We have found Mrs. Lin, but she is already..."

Zhou Beibei was stunned. After a moment, her face suddenly changed and her whole body started to tremble.

"Don't worry, don't worry," Yu Yan said quickly, "Jiang Bin said that when Mrs. Lin went to Jiang Bin to refund the money, she had a dispute with their people and died of a heart attack in anger.

It doesn't matter that Mr. Zhou is missing. We have also asked many Qigong class disciples, and they all said that Mr. Zhou has not participated in their activities recently, has not answered phone calls, and has a relatively cold attitude towards the so-called 'brothers'. We think he

He must have figured it out and realized that he had been deceived."

Han Dongsheng hurriedly asked: "Then where can he go?"

"An old man in a qigong class said that Mr. Zhou had argued with him a while ago, saying that the eggs sold by the master were all bought in supermarkets and were useless. No book said that qigong relies on food.

After passing on the news, the two of them couldn't get along well and broke up. Before leaving, Mr. Zhou said that they would have enough money to buy eggs and travel around the country." Yu Yan carefully comforted Zhou Beibei, "We are optimistic.

On second thought, he probably didn't say this casually. Maybe the old gentleman really planned to go on a trip, got into trouble with his family, and went out to relax on impulse?"

"Yes! I remembered that Dad recently bought a few maps to relieve his boredom!" Han Dongsheng stood up quickly, flipped through Mr. Zhou's bedside reading material, and said in surprise, "Those maps are not there, the old man brought them

Let’s go, maybe the police comrade’s inference is right!”

Zhou Beibei felt a little hopeful and looked at him eagerly.

"The elderly also need to be coaxed, even the children." Yu Yan smiled at her, "When the money is spent, the elderly may come back. When going out, you need to use your ID card for accommodation and many forms of transportation. This is easy.

Once found, we will contact the relevant departments to continue the investigation, so you can rest assured.”

Yu Yan's mouth was very sweet, and with a few words he comforted the helpless Zhou Beibei, gave Yu Lanchuan and Han Dongsheng a look, and went upstairs.

"What?" Yu Lanchuan asked.

"It's not as optimistic as I said." Yu Yan whispered, and glanced at Han Dongsheng again, "I didn't dare to say it in front of my sister-in-law just now, but Jiang Bin, the gangster, has rich experience in fraud and has figured out the ways of middle-aged and elderly people.

Psychologically, he insisted that someone must have poached him, otherwise the 'disciples' would not have 'betrayed' him... Hey, good teacher Mengmeng."

Gan Qing heard their movements and opened the door. As soon as Yu Yan saw her, he remembered the day when he was surrounded by the foot gang. Compared with the parallel import leader, Gan Qing was completely the standard template of an outsider. Yu Yan

Now I feel like there are mysterious stories hidden in her shadow, and I just want to bow and hand tea to the boss.

Gan Qing smiled at him: "Go on, don't worry about me, how are you doing?"

"These hooligans know how to play around the edges. Jiang Bin never sells Sanwu medicine. They usually organize 'Qigong master lectures', live broadcast Qigong performances and so on, and let the 'disciples' buy gifts. Many elderly people become excited when they are excited.

We spent tens of thousands of dollars. The things we sold were all daily necessities bought from the market. We took them back and repackaged them, which was a rip-off, but the food was not bad anyway. If one is willing to be beaten, the other is willing to endure, even if someone reports and arrests us,

There is nothing we can do against him." Yu Yan said, "That guy is quite smug. He thinks that he has found a spiritual home for these empty middle-aged and elderly people and is making a contribution to society! Do you think it is irritating or not?"

Yu Lanchuan frowned - sometimes science cannot defeat superstition. What can defeat superstition is only more extravagant superstition.

"This Old Mrs. Lin used to be an active disciple of the Qigong class. She bought whatever she was told. Every time she performed live Qigong, she always rewarded the one with the most gifts. But not long ago, she, Mr. Zhou and the others suddenly came together

To quit, several people are on the missing list this time." Yu Yan said, "Mr. Zhou and his friends can't use their mobile phones. They only buy eggs in the qigong class, but Mrs. Lin is different. She often gives them

The live broadcast reward cost about 100,000 yuan. I went to Jiang Bin a few years ago and wanted to get the money back. Jiang Bin said that it was impossible to get the money back, and he felt that Mrs. Lin’s mental state at that time was

Something was not right, she was very excited, and her speech was a little incoherent, as if she had taken some drugs, so she gave her a perfunctory pass. As a result, the old lady got excited and went straight over. Jiang Bin and the others were afraid of taking responsibility, so they wanted to secretly take the old lady's

The body has been disposed of, sneak in..."

Gan Qing sneered: "So innocent."

"Of course, the corpse is still being examined and we are waiting for the results." Yu Yan said, "But I agree with Jiang Bin on one point. It is unlikely that these old people can figure it out on their own. If Jiang Bin hadn't been so bold, he wanted to take everything from him

After killing all the disciples who quit, we can only consider that there is another organization here. So we asked Mrs. Lin’s son to search the house thoroughly and collected all the printed matter that the old lady did not throw away, including supermarkets.

Including the opening flyers and small advertisements, there are more than 300 of them, Brother Han, we need to cross-compare them."

"I'll go look for it right now," Han Dongsheng turned around and left, "I'll look through the houses on both sides."

Yu Lanchuan then glanced at Gan Qing and interjected, "Where's the Xingjiao Gang?"

"That 'Brother Liang' is named Niu Liang," Yu Yan sighed. "The car is a fake, the driver's license is fake, and he is very oily. He feels like he is back home after entering the police station. I think he is quite comfortable.

He also didn't admit the idea of ​​a "Hongjiao Gang". He only said that he had many brothers and a wide range of people, so people often asked him for help. There were many people looking for him, and sometimes he was confused and didn't know that the other party had committed something. This

He replied that he didn't even know that the police were handling the case. When he saw us breaking in, he thought someone was making trouble in the hotel owned by his brother, so he called someone over on impulse, and he didn't mean to attack the police."

Yu Lanchuan: "What about the Five Bat Order? What did they say? I don't believe that being able to organize so many people to fight with him at one time is just a matter of loyalty. There must be financial interests in it."

Gan Qing folded his arms in front of his chest and said with a half-smile: "It seems that he will be detained for a few days. Then when he is released, I will go visit him again."

Yu Lanchuan: "Gan Qing!"

"Teacher Mengmeng," Yu Yan also said seriously, "I was just about to tell you this. If it is finally confirmed that they are indeed an organized gang, you should be more careful.

They are pervasive. What if they find out that you live here and take revenge on you? Leave this matter to the city when it comes to cracking down. You--you all should not show up."

Gan Qing smiled nonchalantly.

"I know you have nothing to worry about and can leave as soon as you say so," Yu Yan saw the meaning of her smile, "but Yu Lanchuan can't leave. He has a thirty-year mortgage payment and can't resign. Downstairs, Brother Han and the others have seniors and seniors.

There is a kid who can't leave, and there are also Uncle Yang and Grandma Zhang, these old men and women who have lived here all their lives. Can they say the same thing as you and say that if there is no trace, there will be no trace? "

Yu Lanchuan originally wanted to explain that "the core of the Wulin Alliance is still in No. 110 Courtyard, and the big hooligans don't dare to challenge the entire Wulin." Unexpectedly, he found that Gan Qing actually listened to Yu Yan's words, and did not

It squeaked.

Something moved in his mind - he said a thousand things, but she ignored him and turned a deaf ear to him. It was far less effective than saying "Don't bring trouble to others".

Even if Yu Yan, an outsider, doesn't understand, she actually doesn't belong to their "well-established family" at all.

"Too lonely." Yu Lanchuan thought, and suddenly he had an idea in his mind, and he knew how to deal with her.

The next day, Gan Qing picked up a pair of naughty children at the door of his house.

Gan Qing: "You didn't bring the key?"

Liu Zhongqi looked sad and bowed to her in an exaggerated manner: "Teacher Mengmeng."

"Xu——" Gan Qing put a finger on his head, "What are you doing?"

Liu Zhongqi choked for a long time and his face turned red. He really felt that this matter was too shameful, but his brother promised that if it was done, he would teach him a set of boxing regardless of whether he could pass 120 in English by the end of the semester.

For the sake of his dream of being a hero and a martial artist, the young man gritted his teeth, tore off his face and trampled it under his feet: "Please teach me English!"

Gan Qing was shocked after hearing this: "I'll teach you...did I forget to introduce myself? My education is high school graduation."

"My brother said that as long as I have the level of a primary school graduate, he will teach me enough." Liu Zhongqi said this with great humiliation. "If I fail the final exam in English again, he will send me to the United States to be a 'deaf-mute.'

Teacher Mengmeng, I'm running out of pocket money. I can't afford extra tutoring. It's too late now. Didn't you say you only know how to take exams? Let me pass. I don't want to be a deaf-mute."

The kid Han Zhou next to him looked at him sympathetically: "Brother, I will graduate from elementary school in more than three years. Why don't you wait for me?"

Liu Zhongqi is a great academic, and he is also a figure that the teachers pay close attention to in school. For the sake of his dream of being a hero and martial arts, even if he pretends to be a scumbag here, a kid with a score of 4 in mathematics dares to boo him!

He made a "click" sound, almost grinding his back molars, and his expression became more ferocious, as if he was going crazy under the torture of English.
To be continued...