omeone has also posted her photos online."I'm not interested in my brother." Fu Yan didn't even give him a glance, took out her phone, and was about to call the police.Suddenly, the man across from me...Cao Yuan didn't answer. He picked up the drunk Xiao Xia with one hand, like he was carrying a little chick.

Fu Yan put Xiaoxiao into the car with his help, and then went to Huo Mingzheng's car about five hundred meters away.

The car stopped under Huo Mingzheng's house. She held onto the car door and said thank you. Huo Mingzheng hummed in response, rubbing his jade ring finger, his gaze sweeping over her retreating figure.

Have they been caught

Cao Fang replied, "Got it."

......

Fu Yan walked out of the elevator. The corridor's motion sensor lights had been broken for a few days, leaving everything pitch black except for the faint glow of the emergency exit signs.

Suddenly, she saw a figure standing at her doorstep.

She was so scared that her hair stood on end, and she ran away.

"It's me, Fu Yan."

That shadowy figure spoke, and the voice was familiar.

She stopped her steps, turned around, and as her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, she recognized the man before her.

Fu Jing, wearing a black jacket over a white hooded sweatshirt, has a kind look in his eyes and is carrying something in his hand.

Fu Yan was startled, she let out a breath. Fu Jing apologized with a face of regret: "I'm sorry, did I scare you"

Fu Yan shook her head, her heart racing. Though she was still shaken, she tried to appear relaxed, saying, "Don't blame you, I'm just a bit scared."

Tonight, something like that happened, she was in the shadow, thinking it was some pervert again.

It's still Fu Jing.

"I just got here, your phone was off when I called and no one answered the door. I thought something might have happened to you and I was about to call the police." Fu Jing said as if joking, his lighthearted tone broke the tension that had just been there.

Fu Yan only then saw that her phone had run out of battery.

There were too many harassing calls today, she didn't even notice that her phone shut down automatically when it ran out of battery.

"I heard Ji Lin say you were from Guangcheng before. I went to Guangcheng these past few days and just got back tonight. I brought some local snacks, I think you'll like them." Fu Jing handed the food box in his hand to Fu Yan.

heavy and substantial.

"Would you like to eat something together" Fu Yan took so many things from the other person, she felt particularly embarrassed.

Fu Jing shook his head. "I've eaten too much these past two days. I'm glad to see you're okay. I'll go now."

He smiled and bid farewell to Fu Yan, as if he had come just to bring her food.

Back home, Fu Yan opened the food container. It was well-insulated and contained cheung fun, Chaoshan braised dishes, and horse hooves cake.

At the very bottom of the lunchbox, there is a bowl of sweetened water.

This is her favorite osmanthus red bean paste.

She picked up her spoon and took a bite. It was authentic, just like the taste when she was little and her father used to take her to eat it.

Things haven't changed in all these years.

Her eyes turned red for a moment, and her heart felt warm.

......

A man covered in blood lay motionless on the ground in a derelict cement factory on the outskirts of town.

"Help... me... help..."

Cao Fang kicked the man down with one foot. The man fell back to the ground, unable to even make a sound.

He had his eyes half-closed, not because he didn't want to close them, but because he was afraid. Afraid that if he closed them, he would be beaten again.

This gang is too brutal, they beat him to death!

Puf coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the air that had been stuck in his throat finally flowed out.

The man's eyes were filled with terror, he trembled and pleaded for mercy: "I've said everything I know, and been completely honest...please...please spare me."

Ho Mingzheng stubbed out his cigarette, his cold eyes soaking into the dewy night. "Since you like to show off so much, then cut it off."

The blade flashed with a cold light, and the dying man suddenly came back to life, shouting for help.... in a low voice, "Speak properly."He flipped through a few things but couldn't find the tweezers. Before this, his hand had been injured by a broken pen, with fragments stuck in his palm. Cao Fang had...