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When the cold snow at the intersection of Zhengyuan Street melts, spring has quietly arrived.

Miss Ian went home to recuperate because of her foot injury, but the letters never stopped. Hua Manyi couldn't stop her behavior, so she didn't bother to care about it.

Didn't see Xiaoxiao early in the morning, Hua Manyi went downstairs in doubt, and glanced at Lao Huangli before leaving the room, only to wake up to something, Sister Fuling had left Fenghai for three months.

But... she didn't come back, so Xiaoxiao...

Hua Manyi turned around and went downstairs to find someone. She searched all over Fenghai, but found no one. After asking, she found out that she had asked for leave early in the morning to go back to her mother's house.

"But, didn't she just go back a few days ago? Didn't her mother say that her health has improved?" She felt puzzled.

Aunt Zhang in the kitchen said, "I don't know, I only know that Xiaoxiao's eyes were swollen from crying when she left!"

The more Hua Manyi thought about it, the more something was wrong. Before returning to the room, her eyelids twitched. She asked someone for Xiaoxiao's address. rickshaw.

What she didn't expect was that as soon as she left, the Ford stopped in front of Fenghai.

Gong Yan looked at the slender figure, turned around and asked A Hua who was wiping the cups at the front desk, "Where is Hua Manyi planning to go?"

Ahua said, "Sister Manyi seems to be looking for Xiaoxiao."

"What do you want her for?" Gong Yan looked dazed, ready to go upstairs, "Ah Hua, help me bring that new bottle of wine up later."

Ah Hua: "OK."

Not long after, Ahua brought new wine, Gong Yan asked him to back down, poured a glass of wine, and was about to drink, Uncle Fu hurried up, his face full of gloom, "Ma'am, something happened to Miss Jiang Yin..."

As soon as the words were finished, the phone on the table rang suddenly. Gong Yan frowned and looked at Uncle Fu, and answered the phone.

Uncle Fu looked at Gong Yan's face gradually getting serious, and probably guessed who made the call, "Ma'am, Feng Wu is greedy again and again, should we..."

Bang, the hand crank phone was hung up.

"Contact Director Zhao for me and tell him that I have a gift for him."

……

The land on North Street is a relatively remote place in Haicheng. Many houses still retain the ideas of the previous generation. The white walls and blue tiles, and the lanes are not as spacious and bright as the bustling Zhengyuan Street. Only two people can walk side by side. Pass.

Hua Manyi took out a piece of paper from her bag, and searched from room to room according to the address on it. After finally finding it, she knocked on the door, who knew that an elderly woman was ushered in.

A square scarf was wrapped around the woman's head, and an old scarf was tied around her waist. There were kind wrinkles on her face, and the smell of firewood cooking smoke could even be smelled in the room.

"who are you looking for?"

Hua Manyi didn't recognize this woman, so she cast her eyes inside, "Is Xiaoxiao here?"

"Xiaoxiao?" The woman was surprised, "Didn't she go back to work a few days ago? Did something happen to her?!"

Women are obviously more sensitive, thinking that something happened to inform her, Hua Manyi was almost frightened, and after a few words of persuasion, she was calmed down.

Walking out of the house with white walls and blue tiles, Hua Manyi became more and more worried. Xiaoxiao didn't go home, so where would she go?

There has just been a spring rain on the Qingshiban Road, the road surface is wet, the tail of winter has just left, and spring has not yet adapted, and the cold is suddenly shivered by a gust of spring wind.

He took out Sister Fuling's address and asked a few people. Everyone said that this place is very far from Haicheng, and it is a remote village in a rural villa. It will take at least half a day to get from Haicheng to there.

And now, it's getting late, she would be too impulsive if she passed by now.

Hua Manyi walked out of North Street, hailed a rickshaw, and took out three copper plates, "Master, please go to Fenghai."

The rickshaw driver helped his hat felt up, and tied a towel around his waist. This was the first business order of the day, and the family was finally ready to cook. Yang smiled and said, "Okay!"

Hua Manyi got into the rickshaw, and the wheels were spinning quickly on the bluestone floor. There was a church near the junction of North Street and Haicheng Center, surrounded by greenery, and nuns could be seen walking around at any time.

Because she was worried about Xiaoxiao in her heart, she only took a quick glance and planned to forget about it, but it was this quick glance that made her suddenly take a closer look.

On the steps at the gate of the church, a familiar figure caught her sight.

"Stop, master, stop!"

After finally calling a stop, Hua Manyi sent the driver away, took a look at both sides of the street with her handbag, but there were no cars passing by, and trotted across the main road to the front of the church lawn.

The church believes in Christianity, with an obvious Gothic architectural style, a mountain-shaped wooden roof, tall and pointed, pointing directly to the sky.

Hua Manyi watched the figure disappear at the door of the church. If she was not mistaken, it should be Jiang Yin, and her face was not very good. Why is she here?

Turning around a promenade, she suddenly stopped, looking at a black Ford car below, the familiar license plate at the rear silently told her whose car it was.

So... Jiang Yin appeared here, and Gong Ma was also there.

Today is neither Saturday nor Sunday, almost no one comes to church, what are they doing...

……

At this moment in the church, a few rogue bandits stood in the center of the church, looked at the woman sitting on the bench, and glanced at the silver bills in the box, half of which was missing.

This woman turned out to be cheating.

But the hostages were snatched by her during the exchange of money, and they have nothing to threaten them now.

The man in the lead almost gritted his teeth, his eyes were dark, and he dealt with it for a long time, but the woman refused to let go, and he became more and more impatient, "My surname is Gong, I know that your father is Gong Ao, the direct commander of the former navy. , as the eldest daughter, how can you send such a small amount of money to beggars?!"

"Feng Wu, don't go too far. This is obviously what you said before. It's your sudden change of mind." Jiang Yin stood beside Gong Yan, her hands trembling slightly. How frightening it is to be taken away with your head covered.

This man named Feng Wu was a former bandit in Haicheng. He had been entrenched in the deep mountains connected by land between Haicheng and Nancheng more than ten years ago. .

"Shut up!" The man named Feng Wu glared at her sternly, and looked at the lazy smoking woman beside him. Although the attitude of the other party annoyed him, he also knew that hard work would not please him, even if this woman was killed by him , Feng Wu probably won't live long.

He had seen how protective Gong Ao was 13 years ago. After hurting that man's young daughter, his lair was wiped out in the end, and only his brothers survived, fleeing here and there all these years.

Although he, Feng Wu, loves money, he loves life even more. If he has no life, no matter how much money he has, he has no place to spend it.

"Gong Yan, I guarantee with Feng Wu's personality that this is the last time. Once the money is in hand, I will never bother you in the future." Feng Wu thought for a while and decided to take a step back and make the last vote. , they will never step into Haicheng again.

Gong Yan chuckled and stared at him intently, "Really?"

"really."

Feng Wu made sure that he kept his eyes on the woman standing up, lest she would not believe her, "I, Feng Wu, guarantee with my personality that after receiving the money, I will never step into Haicheng again."

"Your suggestion is really tempting..."

Feng Wu was overjoyed, thinking that the other party would agree, but the next moment, a dark gun was aimed at him.

"It's just, why should I, Gong Yan, trust a greedy person?"

There was a sudden gunshot and screams, Huamanyi's heart jumped suddenly, and the handbag fell to the ground, followed by three or four gunshots one after another, and great fear spread from all around, not knowing what would happen next moment. It's not like hitting a bullet, blowing my head, and splattering blood on the spot.

Hua Manyi's face was pale, her heart was beating wildly, and she ran out in a panic. As she walked, she missed the stairs, and she fell sideways on the lawn with a bang.

"Take Jiang Yin away first!"

"Ayan, you want to go with me..."

At the back door of the church, several bodyguards in black suits guarded the front, covering the three people inside, "Madam, except for Feng Wu who was injured and hid, everyone else has been controlled by Director Zhao's people."

"Don't take it lightly!"

As soon as the words fell, a voice full of hatred came from behind, "Gong Yan! Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous——"

Another gunshot sounded, and a bullet in the air passed through the gap between the two bodyguards, hitting the graceful back of the cheongsam directly.

"Be careful ma'am!"

"Ayan—"

Gong Yan turned around with a solemn expression, and a face that shouldn't appear appeared in front of her eyes. The bullet suddenly entered her body, and bright red blood overflowed from the corner of Hua Manyi's mouth, freezing her vision.

"Mother Gong..."

"Hua Manyi!"