Yunnan Bridge Noodles

Choga basically doesn't believe in coincidences.Because most of the coincidences are actually subconscious or subconscious intentions that he doesn't want to admit, so he doesn't take chances, and he rarely puts things on himself that have nothing to do with him.

Like he never believed in fortune telling.But since Hua Miao wanted to seek revenge, he had always had a very bad sense of irritability since he knew about it.Especially after he couldn't get in touch with Guo Lin, this feeling of irritability escalated into a kind of irritability.

After confirming that the person Hua Miao was looking for was Guo Lin, Ah Song, who had an ugly expression on his face, panicked.

"...What happened back then, it is said that Hua Miao was going to kill a man named Sting Tou in the Lilin Building, and he succeeded. However, when the elevator in the building broke down, he was forced to walk up the stairs with the little guy who arrested him. The police ran right in. I didn't know what happened afterwards. Anyway, the policeman chased him from the stairs for seven or eight blocks. Although Hua Miao finally ran away, he was hit by a car on the road. It's so useless."

Later, everyone knew that the one who was chasing him was a kid who hadn't graduated from the police academy, and Hua Miao lost all face overnight.

"Chased for seven or eight streets?" Guo Lin was really desperate.

Qiao Jia could almost imagine that stunned young man trying his best to arrest people. From the last time Guo Lin jumped into Chen Xuan's car, he knew that this policeman really didn't dare to do anything.

Moreover, it is estimated that Guo Lin did not know who he was chasing at the time...

After Asong finished speaking, he looked at Qiao Jia with a pensive expression and wondered what he was thinking about: "Brother Qiao...do you have any questions about Hua Miao?"

It took him a lot of effort to find out.The main reason is that he knew that the person who had these old things was either dead or already out of character, and no one would mention them for no reason. He stole a lot of connections to find out from a small gangster.

But Choja just glanced at him and said nothing.

He took out some of the stack of money that Bao Feng gave him before and handed it to Ah Song: "Okay, you've been tired these two days, go and have fun." After finishing speaking, he lay back on the sofa and closed his eyes : "Close the door for me when I leave."

This means that he does not intend to say anything to Ah Sung.

Fortunately, the other party was also savvy, and he really locked the door behind him when he left.

Qiaojia waited until he heard the sound of the door closing, opened his eyes and sat up, lit a cigarette, stared blankly at the lighter and mobile phone on the coffee table.

In the past two days, he tried almost every means to find Guo Lin.

Before Ah Song thoroughly inquired about Hua Miao's matter, he had a premonition that it had something to do with Guo Lin.I wanted to tell him to pay attention, but I couldn't find anyone.The mobile phone is not turned on, the message is not returned, and Qiao Jia is a bit lost.

If he made a big noise, there was no guarantee that Bao Feng and Hua Miao wouldn't be disturbed, but if things went on like this, Officer Guo's life would be in danger.

That day Bao Feng asked him to take Hua Miao to the courtyard before, and he saw Hua Miao pick up the gun with his own eyes.Without the help of others to explain, he could tell that Hua Miao was definitely specialized in this kind of work, whether it was in his eyes or in his movements, he looked like he would never stop.

Fuck!

How could Guo Lin not be short-sighted to provoke such a difficult master.

The more he smoked, the more annoying he became. Qiao Jia touched the phone and typed it out habitually. Sure enough, he still heard the prompt to turn off the phone.

"Your uncle's!"

Normally, I would be so annoying if I have nothing to do, but now when I need to find someone, I can't even find a shadow!

He studied the annunciator in the lighter for a long time but couldn't figure out how to use it.

Qiaojia felt even more uneasy when he heard the noise outside. He simply stood up and poured himself a glass of wine, but he didn't want to drink just looking at the wine in the glass. He leaned against the window and looked at the night outside. , trying to calm down as much as possible.

Strictly speaking, if Guo Lin really died, it would be a relief for him.Now this kind of life sandwiched between the two ends, more than one day is torture, whether it is Bao Feng or Guo Lin, even if the pressure on only one side can disappear, it is something he can only wish for.Since when, he, an informant, will worry about the police... If he speaks out, he will probably die of laughter.

The corners of his mouth were raised in self-deprecating, Qiaojia looked at his own face reflected in the window, and thought it was ridiculous no matter how you looked at it.

But Hua Miao, he couldn't ignore it.He, Qiao Jiahuo, has never said that he owed anyone at such a young age, except for Guo Lin, who has done so many times before and after, it is not easy for him to repay it even if he wants to.

Unconsciously, he put his hands in his pockets and reached for the car keys. Qiaojia finally took two hard puffs of his cigarette, and then pinched the cigarette end on the window sill.

——At the beginning, he wouldn't even take a second look at the dying man lying on the side of the road.

Once upon a time, he became this kind of "good person" who would worry about the life and death of others.

After starting the car and turning the direction, Qiaojia felt that his hands and feet didn't look like his own even after he stepped on the accelerator.

He is probably possessed by something...

Oh shit!Looking back, I still asked Ah Song to buy him something to ward off evil spirits and wear it back.

Qiao Jia opened the dormitory where Guo Lin lived.

He walked around with Hua Miao several times before, even if he was blind, he could find the place.It's just that he has only been to Guo Lin's place once in total, and it's really hard to recall it all at once.As a last resort, he still called Qiao Jian, who felt a little strange when he heard that he asked Guo Lin's address.

But he is not in the mood to explain now, he parked the car aside when he asked for the house number, and jumped upstairs in a few steps.

Guo Lin lived on the sixth floor. There was no elevator in the building. It was an old building. Qiao Jia didn't dare to turn on the lights in the corridor. He touched it lightly, and then stopped at the door.

The corridor is so quiet that people feel uneasy.

Thinking that all the people living in this place were policemen, Qiaojia couldn't express the shock in his heart. He hesitated for a long time what to do next, but thinking that everyone was coming, he gritted his teeth and knocked on the door anyway.

There was an earth-shattering sound when the anti-theft door was patted.

Choja felt a chill run down his spine.

But after smashing it for a long time, there was no movement...

It seemed that Guo Lin was really not at home, otherwise even a deaf person would have gotten up and opened the door.

Damn it!

——He can't go to the police station to find someone, can he?

Angry and wanting to go crazy, Qiaojia simply sat down on the stairs: He doesn't believe in evil, how can Guo Lin, an incomprehensible policeman, stay away? !

The time on the phone went from 10:30 to [-]:[-].Qiaojia finished smoking a pack of cigarettes, so he just leaned on the side and stepped on the stairs with one foot to play games. I don't know if the corridors are full of people's servants who don't have a home. He squatted here for more than an hour and didn't hear There was no movement, except for the light on his mobile phone screen, there was no light at all.

But in terms of time... Normally at this point, Hua Miao was probably circling outside again.Today, Qiaojia asked Hua Miao specifically how to arrange it, but the other party was still as dead and silent, and he didn't call just now. It seemed that he had drunk too much.Even if he usually looks like that, he is just a gangster at heart, and Qiao Jia doesn't think Hua Miao is any different from ordinary people.

He watched the phone's battery gradually decrease in power, heaved a sigh of relief, and exited the game out of desperation.

This time, it was completely quiet and there was no popularity at all.

Qiaojia leaned against the wall boredly, turned his eyes upward to the side of the small window in the corridor, he couldn't see the moon but he could see the moonlight.

Somewhat inexplicably, he remembered the fight with Guo Lin in the alley when he was about to kill the black dog.

At that time, Guo Lin swore to him: "Qiaojia, you still have a choice!"

choose?

Qiaojia chewed on these two words and felt that they were ridiculous.

Being a gangster is not his ultimate goal, let alone the career he wants to build.At the beginning, he had no choice but to enter this world in a daze because he really didn't know what other way to go, and every step he took was not willing to do so.Including getting close to the black dog, being involved in the arrest of Chen Xuan, and now Bao Feng, even if he wants to leave, the people around him will not let him go.

So to choose this kind of word, that is to say, it comes out of self-deception...

This is like throwing a moldy steamed bun to a person who is about to starve to death. It is also called that you can choose to eat or not, but if you don’t eat it, you will die. What leeway does the person who takes the steamed bun have? Woolen cloth?

For him now, Guo Lin is probably this steamed bun. Although it is not good to eat or swallow, it is better than starving to death.

Sighing subconsciously, Qiaojia frowned, feeling in his heart that quieting down was really not suitable for him, and every time his brain started to turn, it would only make him feel worse.

At this moment, Choja suddenly heard footsteps.

The voice is very soft.Because none of the lights downstairs were on, it wasn't that Qiaojia had turned off his mobile phone and had no cigarettes to smoke, maybe he might not have heard this movement.Subconsciously, he tensed his nerves, slowly rubbed against the wall, and moved up the stairs step by step.

If it is a person who lives here, no one will deliberately go home with light steps...

Being so careful is either to be a thief or to have other purposes. This is the police dormitory. People around probably know it well. It is so late, and the person who touches it will not be a good person anyway.

Especially, this time...

Choja was almost sure who the person who came up was.

Holding his breath, he moved up a little bit, and when he passed half a floor, he found a bicycle was placed in the stairs. It was almost impossible for him to rub it without making a sound.

So Qiaojia could only get stuck in the middle, hiding in the corner without daring to breathe.It was lucky that it was at night, if it was daytime, you could basically spot him by looking up.

In the darkness, Choja could hear the other party's breathing.He was right in guessing that the visitor would not leave until he reached Guo Lin's door. Although he couldn't poke his head to see who it was, he knew it must be Hua Miao with a feeling.Now, it was no longer a suspicion, but a 100% certainty that Hua Miao's target of revenge was Guo Lin.

For a long time, there was no movement.

Hua Miao just stood at the door, seemingly doing nothing. Qiao Jia didn't dare to take a breath. He kept an uncomfortable posture and huddled beside him. The breath that had been hanging in his heart was cold.

In his heart, he had scolded all eighteen generations of Hua Miao's ancestors, and when he was talking about why this person still didn't leave, it was a bit abrupt, and he felt that the other person seemed to have come upstairs as well.

fuck!

His hair started to go numb, and Choja's hands that supported him trembled slightly.

"Bang!" At the very moment, as if breaking the corridor space, there was a sound similar to opening a door.

It seemed that someone was about to come out from the door opposite Guo Lin.

Qiao Jia shrank back subconsciously. Taking advantage of the light in the stairwell, he caught sight of Hua Miao running down the stairs quickly from the corner of his eye, but he disappeared after a glance.Closing his eyes, Choja exhaled cautiously, feeling his knees go limp.

Not daring to stay any longer, after the corridor became quiet again, Qiaojia also went downstairs quickly. After confirming that Hua Miao hadn't stayed downstairs, he got into the car and hurried back to his residence.

But it's not over.

Knowing that Hua Miao's target must be Guo Lin, Qiao Jia hardly slept well all night.Since Hua Miao can find where Guo Lin lives, if he really wants to attack, even if Guo Lin is carrying a gun, it won't take advantage of him.

But the problem now is that he couldn't find Guo Lin at all.

This person seemed to have disappeared suddenly, no matter how contacted he was, there was no news at all. Qiao Jia didn't dare to take the risk of going to Guo Lin's side to wait for someone. He always felt that Hua Miao was probably suspicious of something.At this time, as long as he made a wrong move, he might end up worse than Guo Lin.But if he asked someone else to pass on the news, he didn't know who to turn to.

The relationship between the informant and the police is so pitiful that it is a bit ridiculous.

After spending another two days, Choja's nerves were finally stretched to the point of breaking.

He knew that Hua Miao was ready. As long as Guo Lin showed up, he would end up dead. He didn't believe that an unprepared little policeman could escape a professional killer who had held grudges for so many years.In particular, Bao Feng also provided all the support behind him.

What happened back then was purely due to Guo Lin's luck, and luck is something that cannot be gambled.So, after Qiaojia made up his mind, he found an excuse to sneak away in the middle of the banquet arranged by Bao Feng, and went to find a person according to the address he got from the investigation.

Geng Wei has never had a late-night visitor.

When he got up to open the door, he glanced at the clock on the wall and it was 2:20.

After opening the door, Qiaojia stood outside.No matter how he thought about it, this person who could not figure out how to show up at his door said a word after opening the door: "Where did Guo Lin go!"

"What do you mean?"

"I have something important to tell him." Qiao Jia paused, the lines on his entire face were stiff with unwilling tension: "...I am Guo Lin's informant, and someone wants to harm him .”

After living for so many years, Geng Wei met an informant who would reveal his identity.