Chapter 117: You're really good at driving.

"...... What are you looking at."

--The person outside the door asked not Xie Qingcheng , but He Yu.

After investigating his side of the story and not finding any problems, He Yu went to the end of the corridor and saw the staircase leading to the attic, and was about to go up, when a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

He immediately looked back, it was a woman who had some resemblance to Lu Yuzhu, but definitely not the "mysterious person" who appeared last night. He Yu was stunned for a moment, and despite having a not-so-good suspicion, he asked, "Are you ...... Yi Awen?"

"It's me." The woman replied, eyeing him suspiciously, "What do you want with me?"

"I ......" Although he was very disappointed with this answer, He Yu still adjusted his emotions as fast as possible, and answered with quick thinking, "Nothing, this is Wen haircutting, you look like the boss. You look like the boss."

Yi Awen doesn't buy it, "What are you doing here."

"I came looking for my friend and he went to the restroom and didn't come back for half a day. I'm worried he's looking in the wrong place."

The two were not far from the loft, and He Yu deliberately raised his voice so that Xie Qingcheng above could hear him clearly.

Yi Awen: "The restroom is downstairs, not upstairs."

"Ohhh." He Yu replies, "Then I'll go downstairs and look again. It's my first time here, I'm not familiar with it."

Yi Awen still didn't let his guard down, "Where are you from?"

"Next door to Zhuangjia Village, here to visit relatives." He Yu, while pretending to be particularly casual, primping out a lewd smile, said to Yi Awen, "Sister, the girls in your store are really good, and they're good at what they do. Unlike ours, they start at 100, have a bad attitude, and don't even have a chatting partner."

When Yi Awen heard this, he finally gave a mechanical, light smile, but there was some contempt hidden in his eyes as he looked at He Yu.

"Just have fun."

The two were talking to each other when the attic door suddenly creaked open.

Yi Awen, startled, burst into a fierce glare and looked upstairs -

The first thing that came into her view was a half-used blind cane.

The blind cane nudged the steps vainly, probing cautiously and skillfully for a long time before one foot came down, treading carefully on the wooden steps.

Then the blind cane goes further down ......

The stairs were dimly lighted, and it was not until the man groped his way down and his face emerged from the shadows that Yi Awen got a good look at him-it was a farmer who was plain in all but his tall, straight figure, blind, with grayish-white, lifeless eyes.

Her tense muscles relaxed slightly as she realized he was blind.

Still, she kept her eyes on him, watching him step closer to her.

The man is ordinary looking, his face is waxen, but his voice is very nice, calm like a pool of water wrinkled by no wind: "I hear someone here ...... The restroom is downstairs is it? I'm sorry, I went to the wrong place ......"

Before Yi Awen could reply, He Yu had already grabbed up and helped Xie Qingcheng over.

"This is my brother." He explained to Yi Awen, "Didn't I just say I was looking for someone? That's who I'm looking for."

After saying that, he immediately said to Xie Qingcheng, "Brother, you said you, if you can't find a place, you come back and ask me, what are you trying to do here? Come on, I'll take you down."

Xie Qingcheng did not move to break away from his hand, don't look at him usually quite cold, acting this kind of role fooling people actually not at all incongruous, posing as a stubborn elder brother: "No, I can do it myself."

"You can do it, you can just line up in front of the girl when you get into the room, what's the point of being stubborn with me here, be careful, or come with me."

Xie Qingcheng coldly said, half-truthfully, "Don't you pull me."

"Sorry, Wen." He Yu and Xie Qingcheng pull back and head downstairs, nodding back to Yi Awen as they go, "Excuse me, excuse me."

Yi Awen saw Xie Qingcheng's posture with the cane, and the natural stubbornness of the disabled person, and her heart was a little more settled. She even thought that it was fortunate that she had come back at this time, if she had let this person who was not blind go up there, she was not sure what she would have found.

So she nodded at them perfunctorily, but immediately turned to go up the stairs, wanting to make sure it was safe.

Xie Qingcheng's lips moved slightly the moment she turned around and said in a voice so slight that only He Yu could hear it, "Get out of here first. She killed someone."

He Yu's grip on Xie Qingcheng's arm tightened suddenly.

Yi Awen came to the attic.

The house was furnished as usual, and the blind man seemed only to have come here, groped about a little, found the place wrong, and went down again.

She sighed in relief and was about to leave, yet just then something suddenly came into her mind, that thought made the blood in her body feel like it was freezing for a split second, her heartbeat skyrocketed to a hundred and eighty mph, and a frantic voice inside her skull seemed to be screaming - STOP HIM-! -Stop them!

It's not right! It's not right!

Yi Awen's pupils clenched as she reacted - the blind man had one thing that should never be on a blind person ......

Wristwatches.

He wears a wristwatch!

She'd caught a glimpse of it when he'd just come down the stairs, but she'd only felt mildly uncomfortable at the time and hadn't realized what it meant.

What's a man who can't see wearing a wristwatch for? Who's it for?

Yi Awen rushes over to the bookcase and moves it out of the way like a madman.

And then she saw it.

The wall that she had patched and embedded in Yi Qiang's body had a hole knocked out of it, and through that hole, her father's rotting feet could be clearly seen ......

The blood flowed like a tidal wave, and Yi Awen, alarmed and enraged to the core, lurched back to the door and sprinted downstairs!

There is a motorcycle parked downstairs, Yi Awen's. As usual, she comes to the store at this time of the day to make her rounds, sits down for a while, and then leaves, so the motorcycle is never locked.

Xie Qingcheng got on the motorcycle and said to He Yu, "Come up."

He Yu: "...... you know how to drive?"

Xie Qingcheng : "I've driven both police and motorcycle."

Yi Awen had come after her, a grim face appearing in the doorway, and her sister, looking like someone who didn't know what was going on, nervously and hastily asked her--

"Sister, why are you ......"

Yi Awen didn't answer her, pouncing like a falcon after its prey.

Almost at the same time, He Yu got on the back of the motorcycle, and Xie Qingcheng whispered, "Hold on tight, sit tight."

He Yu people have not yet slowed down, his brother Xie kicked the gas pedal has driven the roaring motorcycle rushed into the night.

He Yu got into Xie Qingcheng's car before realizing that this man is really wild, the car is really good, so bumpy and muddy loess mountain roads, he raced as fast as he could, but because of the speed, and very exciting, in a few steep slopes and even drove out of the weightlessness of the jumper.

The red needle on the dashboard was frantically running up and down, and the early spring wind was still chilly enough to make my clothes rattle.

After the initial tightness, He Yu suddenly realized that he was currently hugging Xie Qingcheng's waist.

Even though it's a critical situation, He Yu is a psychopath, and his brain isn't completely occupied with life and death.

He was still able to think soberly: this was like the first time he'd been asked by Xie Qingcheng to hold him since the night at the club... no, it should be since Xie Qingcheng had left.

It's about escape though.

"Hold on a little tighter."

"Huh?"

"Hold me tight."

He Yu would have been flattered - if not for the fact that the motorcycle suddenly lifted up into the air, using its powerful inertial impulse to soar over an abandoned barricade and almost throw He Yu off his bike.

He Yu: "You be careful--"

The end of the word "heart" hadn't even dropped yet, and the motorcycle was already a hundred meters away.

He Yu: "......"

Xie Qingcheng's motorcycle skills are no different from those of a professional biker, and He Yu suspects that he used them to pick up girls, or else he would have practiced like this.

He himself was a steady and fast driver, but that was a sports car, the kind that held the steering wheel, the motorcycle was too sporty and not civilized enough, He Yu was not good at it, and had never even driven one.

In the blink of an eye, the two had driven into the barren hills outside the village.

The barren hills of Cheongnyi County are truly barren, not unlike the small mounds in the south where you can still see the lights of the city.

A mountain range looks like a beast hibernating in the darkness of the night, and when the night wind blows, the forests and trees slump, like a low sigh from the beasts.

Xie Qingcheng glanced back coldly, and when he didn't want to pretend to be blind, the grayish-white invisibility couldn't even completely cover his bayonet-sharp vision.

He saw the light of another motorcycle on the trail behind him.

-- After all, Yi Awen was a local and knew the short cuts, and had already found a car to catch up with him and was chomping at the bit like a madman.

Two cars and play mountain cross-country like soaring out of more than ten kilometers, the sky also began to come together, before the dreary dome has been suddenly flashing electricity, followed by rumbling thunder, hibernation of the first thunderstorms at this time pouring down.

The rain crackled down, washing most of the make-up from their faces and most of the floating dust from above the sublime mountains.

The mountain roads were rapidly becoming muddy and less and less pleasant to drive on, and the place they were driving on was getting more and more remote, with nothing but a magnificent canopy and endless wasteland in sight, and not a single human being to be seen around them.

But the place is clearly familiar to the indigenous Yi Awen.

She took another short cut up some hill and chased her a little more closely, and now He Yu and the others could clearly hear the engine of her motorcycle.

He Yu couldn't help but ask Xie Qingcheng: "Do you know the way! Where are you going?"

"The town police station."

He Yu was desperate: "Is it this way?"

Xie Qingcheng : "Yes. I have observed it in the past few days."

He actually remembers the way!

Yi Awen clearly saw Xie Qingcheng's intentions as well, and she pushed her horsepower to unleash the motorcycle's power at even greater speeds. He Yu glanced back at her as the woman was enveloped in the motorcycle's headlights, as if a burning ball of fire was rapidly approaching them.

Getting closer, she reached her hand down and felt something from behind her waist with one hand.

The distance was still far, the rain was heavy, and the light was blinding, He Yu could not see what it was, but the nerves in his skull felt like they had been suddenly tugged - the same action that the woman in the basement of HUU's broadcasting tower, who bore some resemblance to Yi Awen, had also done, when she reached behind her waist and pulled out a hand. ......

He Yu reacted furiously and snapped, "Xie Qingcheng, be careful! She has a gun!!!"

Almost simultaneously, a gunshot rang out! It echoed across the valley, and like her mother, Yi Awen raised her smoking pistol and fired a round at the pair.

As soon as the bullet was fired, Xie Qingcheng realized that what Yi Awen had in his hand was supposed to be a clay gun.

The sound is very noisy and the rate of fire is nowhere near that of a really well built gun.

The gun's stock of ammunition is very small, generally three rounds will be almost to change the chamber, Xie Qingcheng with this judgment, the body of the cheetah like a bow in front of the motorcycle will be driven out of the S-shaped route, this is the best way to avoid shooting the way to travel, even professional police officers may not be able to aim at the target, the hit or not hit the probability to look at the luck.

Yi Awen obviously realized this, and in the midst of the rainstorm, she didn't aim either. Although this woman wasn't brought up by Lu Yuzhu, blood is a subtle thing, and it's as if her genes have the same character elements as her mother's, and in a moment of crisis, the mother-daughter duo reacted in the same way-

They all started firing random shots regardless.

Bang, bang, bang!

--

"Bang Bang Bang!"

It was as if it overlapped with the gunshots in the basement of the archive.

It's as if everything is parallel to that time.

And then, after all, it was just like it was in the beginning.

The mother and daughter of Lou, who were very lucky in some ways, turned out to be equally unlucky in aiming at two men who were very unlucky in some ways - in the midst of the chaos of gunfire!

Only to hear a loud thud, Xie Qingcheng's motorcycle wheel was actually hit by Yi Awen.

Tire instant loss of pressure, great inertia and great resistance to the blasting force against each other, like a dragon in the deep sea to fight each other, the beasts kill, issued a deafening roar, and then the motorcycle completely out of control, the two people in the car threw down, and their own splash of torrential rain and mud point blasted out from the edge of the plate mountain road to fall, straight down ...... fall ......

"Boom!!!"

The motorcycle must have hit a motorcycle gasoline tank when it fell, and about ten seconds after the car went down, an explosion of fire suddenly rushed up from the wind and the rain at the bottom of the hill! It was followed by black smoke that rolled upward, as if it were trying to kill the rain in a scorching fog.

Xie Qingcheng fell on the steep rock side of the mountain path and hit his organs, choking and coughing out a mouthful of blood.

He wiped the blood away fiercely and raised an extremely calm eye until he realized that He Yu had been thrown a little further off course, that He Yu had been thrown by centrifugal force against the side of a mountain with a ten thousand foot cliff underneath, and that it was only because of a leaning pine that he had been held back from falling.

He Yu struggled, grabbing onto the pine, trying to climb up, yet mud and water splashed about, footsteps came from far away, and finally a pair of women's black moccasin boots stopped in front of him.

He Yu lifted his eyes against the wind and rain and met Yi Awen's very scary, cold eyes.

In the next second, Yi Awen raised his foot and stomped down hard towards the back of He Yu's hand that was clutching the pine tree!