The O that wants to mark the A

When Sixia came out of the toilet in Area C of Nanshan Park, she had already changed into a dark blue cotton coat and a pair of khaki boots with inner heightening.He wore a gray wool cap on his head, and a scarf of the same color around his neck. His face was covered by the most common blue and white medical mask, and two ordinary black eyes were exposed above the mask.

He followed a group of young people who came here to play together, at a moderate pace, walked frankly to the scenic spot on the top of the mountain, walked all the way down the mountain, called a taxi, and asked the driver to drive north.

Sitting in the car, he turned on the new mobile phone he had prepared in advance, and looked around the back and sides of the car through the camera. After finding that no one was following him, he gave the driver the exact route.

The Devil's Eye left Jin near the orphanage.Now the people sent by Luo Yinchuan, and the people who might be Luo Can's recruit to fight A Jinque also stayed in Nanshan, and they had no tail to follow him.

Next, he was going to the bar to deliver a letter to the bartender, asking him to pass it on to Ding Yiyao, and finally bought a bouquet of flowers and sent it to Lin Wan's grave, so that he could leave this place without any worries.

The bar was the bar that Ding Yiyao invited him to for his birthday. The location was inconspicuous, a certain distance from the commercial street, and the exterior was very ordinary. It was just an old two-story log cabin, which was said to be a brewery in the past.

During the day, the log cabin is hung with a sign of coffee and tea, and the lighting will be changed to another style at night to attract guests to drink.

When Sixia arrived at the store, it was time for afternoon tea in the store, Chopin's music was playing on the vinyl, and several people were sitting at the round table by the frosted glass window, some reading books, some holding notebooks and typing, No one looked up at Sixia who stepped into the store.

Si Xia didn't have time to pay attention to him, so she went straight to a waiter whom she met last time, pulled off her mask and asked, "Is my friend surnamed Ding still here?"

The other party frowned and looked at him, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Oh - it's you. He's here. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Si Xia took out a letter from her bag and handed it over: "Please pass it to him for me."

At this time, someone around suddenly rang the service bell on the table, and the waiter quickly smiled at Si Xia, took out a key from under the counter and put it in front of him: "Sorry, the guests first sit in Mr. Ding's VIP room Well, it's at the end of the corridor on the left, I'll pick it up in 2 minutes."

Si Xia was going to leave after giving the letter, but the other party was busy, so it seemed inappropriate to leave the letter directly.

Fortunately, the waiting time was not long, so he didn't say any more, picked up the key and went to the so-called VIP room.

The door of the private room opened, and there was a familiar smell of Xunyu, Xi, Tuan, Team, Du, Jia.The smell of clovers and spices hit his face, and his whole body went limp. He was vigilant to retreat but it was too late, a hand stretched out from the dark, dragged him into the private room, and closed the door at the same time.

The light in the room was dim, Sixia opened his mouth to call for help, but someone covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and a sweet and pungent smell penetrated into his nostrils, he only struggled a few times before completely motionless.

The light in the private room was turned on, and the five shadowy figures under the light all appeared. Among them, Zhou Sixia was lying sideways on the sofa, and the two standing beside him were tall bodyguards, who were turning around and leaving at this moment. Go to the window and open the sash for ventilation.

The two people who walked up to where they were originally standing were Ding Yiyao and Du Yiman.

The two came in from another door. Because the smell in the room hadn't gone away, or because they were afraid that the blow would miss, the other party would have enough energy to open their eyes to see people, so they covered their mouths and noses with a stack of thick tissues, and did not show their faces. .

Ding Yiyao knelt down and touched Sixia's cheek.The other party's whole body was relaxed, sleeping like a baby, and did not show any reaction to his touch.Both hands lay casually on the sofa. Their skin was as white as snow, their fingertips were pink, and their nails were clean with a slight tinge of white, which reminded him of the paws of a little white cat.

He held Si Xia's hand, and rubbed his dry and warm fingers against the other's fingertips and crevices as if playing with it.Si Xia still didn't move, she was as obedient as if she was drunk, defenseless, she could rub it at will.But after drinking, Sixia still smiles with half-opened eyes, looking like a tired cat.

The strong winter wind blew away the smell in the room within 2 minutes. He felt that Sixia's hands were getting cold slowly, so he put down the tissue and warmed her with both hands.

"The medicine is a laboratory formula. It is safe, effective and harmless. If you don't worry, I can give you a formula sheet." Duyman, who stood on the sidelines and watched coldly, finally couldn't stand it anymore. He put down the tissue and said, "You I have already received the person you want, may I have what I want?"

Ding Yiyao didn't look at her, and raised his chin to his bodyguard, who immediately presented the backpack that had slipped from Sixia's shoulder and fell to the ground.

"Let's deal with it here. Look at what's in his bag. Pick up what's useful for you and take it away, and keep the rest." Ding Yiyao's gaze stayed on Sixia, with a gentle expression, but his tone was always rude.

Du Yiman pursed his lips tightly, and did not express his displeasure. He just sat on another sofa and put things on the table one by one.

In the bag are a set of changed clothes, two mobile phones, one new and one old, a wallet containing some cash and various cards, odds and ends frequently used by travelers, and a non-woven bag.

The things in the non-woven bag are miscellaneous, a bear, a pen, an old diary with a lock, a few group photos of Si Xiachu's high school class, and a lock.

Both of them were not very interested in odds and ends, and they were thrown aside after a rough inspection.

When they found the lock, the two looked at each other, "Who is Xiao Bei?"

Ding Yiyao narrowed his eyes: "Luo Can's alias?"

Duyman thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, Uncle Luo will either call him by his first name, or call him 'the one from my family'."

Ding Yiyao's heart skipped a beat—is there someone else besides Luo Can?Is this the one who ranks first in Si Xia's heart?The lock looks very new, at least it has been in the wind and rain for no more than three months. Has Sixia had any contact with others in these three months? Class O doesn't have a name with "North" in it?

Du Yiman was overjoyed - since Xiaobei is not Luo Can, can using this lock completely make Luo Can give up?And this Xiaobei might be able to make Sixia compromise, why don't you go back and check the other party's information immediately?

The two didn't continue to discuss, they put it back on the table tacitly, but they each had a ghost in their hearts, and they turned around cleverly.

Immediately afterwards, they focused their attention on old mobile phones and diaries.

Duyman pushed the unglued pages out of the package, and after reading it, he didn't find that it was just an ordinary girl's diary, so he stuffed it back and went to get his phone instead.

Before she even touched the phone, Ding Yiyao snatched it up. The reason was high-sounding: "If you turn on the phone here, there's no guarantee that someone will come after you right away."

"That should be me to take it away," Duyman stretched out his hand to him, refusing to back down, "I'm only interested in the pharmaceutical-related materials that may exist in it, and you don't do pharmaceutical business, so you can go if you want to." It's useless, other information, I'll send it to you immediately after analyzing it."

After hearing this, Ding Yiyao slowly put the things in her hands.She grabbed the phone and wanted to take it back, but Ding Yiyao held it tightly and didn't let go.

"Give it back to me by five this afternoon. Don't play tricks."

Duyman was so angry that the blood vessels on his forehead trembled slightly—it would take an hour to go back and find someone to deal with it, and it would take an hour to decipher and export the information after analysis. How about you have afternoon tea before five o'clock?

But she couldn't bargain with the lunatic, so she could only stare at each other, picked up the phone and turned away with a bodyguard: "All the full-angle high-definition photos of other things will be sent to me within 15 minutes!"

Ding Yiyao waved to the remaining bodyguard in the room: "Put everything back into the bag without missing anything, take it to the car and ask someone to take a photo and send it to her."

***

When Si Xia woke up again, her vision was pitch black.

It may be that the memory of being attacked was too clear. As soon as he became conscious, he scrambled up first, making him immediately realize that his eyes were blindfolded.

Since he was blindfolded, he would definitely not be able to escape the immobilization of his limbs.There is no strong sense of restraint at the arms and ankles, and the opponent may use a device similar to handcuffs.

Being tied up was no joke, and it was better not to move until he figured out the situation.

So he quickly closed his eyes again to pretend to be dizzy, and at the same time mobilized his other senses to perceive the surrounding situation.

He is now lying on a softer surface, possibly a bed or sofa under him.There is no wind around, no special sound, which further shows that he is now in a confined space.

There is a faint smell of cola at the end of the nose, which is very faint, and it smells nothing special. He doesn't know whether it is the smell of the food itself or whose pheromone smell - after being marked, he is sensitive to the pheromones of the people around him The speed has been greatly reduced, and now that I just woke up, my senses are not sharp, and I can't tell the difference.

He didn't know if there was anyone around him, and he didn't know who they were, so he didn't dare to move his body, so he had to use his brain.

He was sure that the figure that flashed in front of him when the accident happened was someone he didn't know, and there was nothing particularly identifiable on his body, but he was not unfamiliar with the smell coming from the room.

It was the smell of car perfume that he would smell in the car every time he went to the experimental base, only stronger.

So, is it Yu Xiangnan who arrested him here?

But how did Yu Xiangnan know where he was?On the way from Nanshan to the coffee shop, no one was following him. The phone turned off automatically when he was changing clothes in the toilet. Even if someone installed the location in advance, the clues should be broken...

Just as he was sorting out his thoughts, a hand gently grabbed his arm and rolled up his sleeve.

Because the most suspicious person at present is Yu Xiangnan, he immediately thought of intravenous drug injection, so his subconscious self-protection turned his hand away: "Don't!"

After he yelled these two words, he suddenly realized that his hand could move, so he raised it to take off the blindfold, but as soon as he raised his hand a little, it was caught by something, and he hurriedly wanted to lift his leg again, and his legs and feet The range of movement is more limited, which is not much different from wearing shackles;

He wanted to sit up, but in the end, there was a force pulling him from his waist, which made him only slightly raise his head at most.

But this set of shackle-like things is actually soft, and it doesn't make loud noises because of his movements, which is very different from what he knows.

It looked like his captors didn't want him to get hurt.

So he temporarily gave up his resistance, intending to use words to figure out the ins and outs of the matter: "Who are you? What are you going to do to me?"

[The author has something to say: [The author's sand sculpture time] Du Yiman is probably the one who wants to roll his eyes the most in the whole text: My old lady sent everyone to you, and you still have so much shit?My wife's man hasn't arrived yet! 】