Peach Fortune Ring

After waiting for about 10 minutes, Han Sha walked out of the school, and found Song Yan's car, walked quickly, opened the door and sat in it.

"Sister Sha, is there something wrong with asking me to wait for you here?" Song Yan took Han Sha's silky little hand and rubbed it. Ever since breaking through that relationship, Han Sha didn't want him to call her teacher again.

"Don't be a hooligan, I have something to tell you."

Han Sha withdrew her palm and said in a deep voice, "Wang Ziming hasn't come to class for four days. His family is poor and he doesn't have a phone. I plan to go to his house to see what's going on. But Wang Ziming's family lives in a poor area. It's a mess, so I want you to come with me."

I still know a little about Wang Ziming and Song Yan. He was abandoned by his parents since he was a child and lived with his grandmother who picked up garbage. His family is poor, his grades are poor, and his personality is relatively cowardly, so he has a weak sense of presence in the class.

If it was Yan Weimin, if students like Wang Ziming didn't come to the school, it might be just what he wanted.

But Han Sha is different. She treats all students equally and does not look down on students with poor grades.

The so-called slums are actually urban villages.

Those who live here are the bottom of the society and the bitter haha.

Song Yan did not drive into the village in the city, because the streets here are very narrow, and there are many small businesses and hawkers occupying the roads, driving is not as fast as walking.

After parking the car, the two walked into the village in the city together.

The smell in the air is not good, and the street floor is also very dirty. There are garbage peels and rotten vegetable leaves everywhere. In addition, there was a heavy rain yesterday, and muddy water will appear on the potholed streets that have been in disrepair from time to time. puddle.

"Wang Ziming's home is here!" Han Sha pointed to a low earth tile house.

"I'll knock on the door!"

Song Yan grabbed the door knocker and knocked on the door panel a few times, making muffled noises, but there was no reaction in the room.

"You're not at home, are you?" Han Sha said.

With a thought, Song Yan activated the power of perspective, and found that the room was empty.

"There should be no one at home, why don't we wait?" Song Yan looked at Han Sha and asked.

"Then wait!"

After waiting for more than half an hour, Wang Ziming still didn't come back. An uncle happened to pass by. Song Yan stopped him and asked, "Uncle, do you know Wang Ziming?"

"Yes, I live next door!"

The uncle pointed to the tile-roofed house next door.

"Then do you know when he will come back?" Song Yan continued to ask.

There was a trace of vigilance on the uncle's face suddenly: "Who are you?"

"I'm his classmate Song Yan, and this is his teacher Han Sha, no, he hasn't come to school for four days, so Teacher Han asked me to accompany her to see what's going on?" In order to prove himself Song Yan showed his student ID, and Han Sha also showed her work ID to the uncle.

"Well, if you don't mind, go to my house and talk!" The uncle looked around nervously.

Song Yan looked at Han Sha, who nodded.

So, the two followed the uncle to his home, uncle Xinyang, an old resident of the village in the city.

Uncle Yang poured a glass of water for Song Yan and Han Sha, and then sighed: "Xiao Ming was abandoned by his biological parents since he was a child, and lived with Mrs. Wang, a widowed old man. In the evening four days ago, Mrs. Wang While picking up rubbish, someone beat him to the point of bleeding. Because he found out too late, he left before he was sent to the hospital.

But I heard that Mrs. Wang seemed to have seen something she shouldn't have seen, and then she ran to the police station to call the police. No, she was severely injured as soon as she left the police station. "

"Who did it? Even the old lady can do it!" Han Sha said angrily.

The uncle shook his head: "I don't know about this, but Xiao Ming seems to know who did it, and after taking care of Mrs. Wang's funeral with the help of the neighbors, he left and never came back.

Not long after he left, from time to time, a group of people from the society wandered around and asked about Xiao Ming's whereabouts. It seemed that they had heard that Xiao Ming chopped up their elder brother! "

Speaking of this, the uncle sighed again: "I watched Xiao Ming grow up. He is usually well-behaved and sensible, and he is also very kind. He is also very polite to us neighbors. I think he must know how to hurt Mrs. Wang. The murderer will go to kill people.

You are his teacher and classmates, if you can help, please help him, that kid is really pitiful! "

Walking out of Uncle Yang's house, Han Sha's heart was very heavy. She didn't expect that so many things happened in Wang Ziming's house in just a few days.

Seeing this, Song Yan grabbed her hand and said softly, "Sister Sha, don't worry, leave this matter to me!"

But at this moment, Song Yan found that four men with unkind faces came up from the surrounding area and surrounded them faintly.

"You two, come with us if you know yourselves!" A crew-headed man in the lead said coldly.

Song Yan faintly felt that these four people should be the group of people that Uncle Yang said to search for Wang Ziming. In order to find out the truth of the matter, he nodded: "Okay, we will go with you!"

Chapter 199

This group of people did not take Song Yan and Han Sha out of the village in the city, but took them to a box in a teahouse in the village in the city.

Sitting in the box was a middle-aged fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms. However, his left hand was tied with a strap and hung around his neck, which was a bit ridiculous.

"Boss, we found that these two people were inquiring about the whereabouts of that little bastard, so we brought them back." The flat-headed man who brought Song Yan and the others back reported to Fatty Middle-aged Hui.

The middle-aged fat man squinted his eyes, and when he saw Han Sha's face clearly, a lustful light flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "Who are you two? Why are you looking for Wang Ziming?"

"Who are you? What are you asking us to do?"

Song Yan asked back, while speaking, he stretched out his hand to pull a chair, and said to Han Sha: "Sister Sha, please sit down."

Han Sha couldn't help giving Song Yan a blank look, but she wasn't worried that this group of people would do anything to her and Song Yan. After all, Song Yan's skills were there, not to mention five people, even if there were five more.

"Paralyzed, who told you to sit!"

The flat-headed man kicked the chair down and shouted at Song Yan.

Song Yan's face turned cold suddenly, he looked at the flat-headed man and said, "Move the chair over here and put it away."

"Fuck! What kind of onion are you, dare to talk to me like that!" The flat-headed man couldn't help being furious, and raised his hand to slap Song Yanfan.

After grabbing with his hand, Song Yankou clasped the flat-headed man's wrist, and then hit the opponent's lower abdomen with a sharp knee. Immediately, the flat-headed man let out a scream, and his body bowed into a big shrimp in pain.

Song Yan let go of him, and said coldly: "Bring the chair over here!"

"I'll fuck you!"

The flat-headed man let out a loud cry, pulled out the steel pipe pinned to his waist, and slammed Song Yan hard on the head.

"boom!"

The moment he swung the steel pipe, a big foot wearing a size 42 shoe kicked his lower abdomen again. Immediately, the man with the crew cut flew out like a kite with a broken string, hit the wall of the box, bounced back, and fell on the ground. on the ground.

"Fuck! Fuck him!"

The other three gangsters were furious when they saw their companion kicked away, and they pulled out their steel pipes and hit Song Yan head and face.