Thriller Night Talk

Zhu Ling has already packaged Zhang Yiping's information and sent it to Wei Fuyuan's mailbox.

Sitting on the sofa in Su Lang's living room, Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan quickly studied Zhang Yiping's information.

Zhang Yiping is not a native of Fengxing City.

Her hometown is in a prefecture-level city in West China. Zhang Yiping is the second child among three children in the family. There is an older sister on top and a younger brother on bottom.

Her parents opened a fast food restaurant. They were not considered wealthy, but they did not worry about three meals a day, food and clothing.

It's just that this kind of family is really unlikely to be able to take out an antique gold bracelet worth hundreds of thousands for the second daughter to wear and play with.

Zhang Yiping and Su Lan were both classmates and roommates when they were in Fengxing University, and they also slept in bunk beds. For four years, the relationship between the two has always been very good.

After graduating from undergraduate, Zhang Yiping originally wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination, but unfortunately she failed in World War I, and she didn't want to go home, so she could only find a job in Fengxing City, and prepare for World War II next year while working.

She still kept in close contact with Su Lan after graduation, often chatting with each other on WeChat, and occasionally meeting them for dinner and shopping.

Zhu Ling found a lot of group photos in the circle of friends of the two. In the photos, the two young girls are smiling brightly. They really look like a pair of close friends.

"Zhang Yiping resigned from the company before attending Zhu Ling's wedding."

Beiquan quickly flipped through the information in the email at a glance and ten lines.

Wei Fuyuan couldn't keep up with his reading speed, so he just didn't bother to read it. He stayed next to Beiquan, resting his chin on the other's shoulder, pretending that he was an oversized cushion, and waiting for Beiquan to summarize and relay the contents of the email to himself.

"And Zhang Yiping never returned to the apartment she rented, but hid in a small rental house in the suburbs of a neighboring city."

Beiquan paused, and added:

"She even logged out her mobile phone number, WeChat ID and all other communication methods that can reach her."

"So, Zhang Yiping already knew what the gold bracelet was?"

Wei Fuyuan nodded knowingly, the short stubble on his temples made Beiquan's ears itch:

"That's why he disappeared after playing with the bracelet?"

Beiquan couldn't help stretching out his hand to push away the big head next to his cheek, "Speak well and don't mess around."

Wei Fuyuan stared at Beiquan in shock and aggrieved.

He said in his heart that I didn't do anything, why did I mess up? !

——You are sitting in my arms right now, if I really want to do something, I will do it directly!

——I was disgusted without even touching it, no matter how you think about it, it's too bad!

Just thinking about it, Wei Fuyuan still didn't dare to do anything out of line.

One is that the situation is not right now, and the other is that he is very self-aware and knows that he can't beat Tao Yan vs. FablE past Beiquan.

"uh-huh!"

Wei Fuyuan snorted in dissatisfaction, and deliberately rubbed Beiquan's ear twice before sitting up straight and discussing with Beiquan seriously.

"You said that this bracelet has a similar effect to the Golden Silkworm Gu, and it's for making wishes?"

Wei Fuyuan frowned and thought about it:

"Actually, I think it's more of a 'deal' than a 'wish'?"

Beiquan nodded.

He felt that Wei Fuyuan used the word "deal" too accurately.

Wei Fuyuan looked sideways at Beiquan:

"Since that's the case, what did Zhang Yiping trade with the bracelet, and it would cost her best friend's life to pay for it?"

"There is no clue yet."

Beiquan had already turned the email to the bottom, then closed the PDF browser, and returned the phone to Wei Fuyuan.

"However, during the month of her disappearance, she didn't even have contact with her parents, siblings, and hid in the rented house every day, almost never going out—clearly, she was hiding something."

Beiquan smiled:

"As for why, we'll find out if we ask her when we meet."

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Sunday, August 8, at 8:45 pm.

Wei Fuyuan parked the car in front of a self-built house on a homestead.

There is no house number in this place. He navigated to the vicinity, and then leaned on one mouth, asking for directions all the way here.

This is a small three-story western-style building with fourteen rooms of various sizes, about half of which have been rented out.Beiquan inquired with the landlord on the way here, and the rent is very cheap, only 200 yuan a month.

The management of this group rental housing is very chaotic.

There used to be an electronic lock at the entrance of the building, but because there were too many people coming in and out, some people thought it was troublesome to open the door every day, so they simply removed the battery of the electronic lock.

When Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan directly opened the door and entered the house, there were residents in the living room and kitchen on the first floor, but when they entered the house, the two unfamiliar faces, the tenants just looked up and there was no one else. Ask "who are you" or "who are you looking for?"

The two went straight up to the third floor, and saw a door marked "305" at the corner of the corridor.

The thin wooden door was closed tightly, and there were five bags of garbage at the door, three of which were takeaways—it was obvious that this person relied on delivery for three meals a day.

There is an electronic lock on the door.

Beiquan put his hand on the doorknob and gently tugged.

"Crack".

The door opened.

It was clearly past three o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun was shining brightly, but the curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and only one desk lamp was turned on.

A young woman curled up on the bed, swiping her phone in the dim light, and suddenly saw the door of her room open, and two strange men came in, her eyes widened immediately, her expression was startled and frightened , I want to scream when I open my mouth.

Beiquan raised his hand in her direction - the charm that he had held in his palm in advance flew out and hit the woman.

The cry she was about to export was suddenly blocked in her throat, and she couldn't even utter a single syllable.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh?"

The woman scratched her throat in horror, as if she had no idea what was going on.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan flashed into the room and closed the door behind their hands.

The woman saw two big men blocking the door, but she seemed to be dumb again, except for a few squeaks that were as thin as mosquitoes, she couldn't make a sound at all.

She was so frightened that she didn't even have the courage to jump out of bed and rush out of the room. She could only hug the thin summer quilt tightly, shrank to the corner of the wall and trembled, tears streaming down, shaking her head and sobbing.

"Zhang Yiping, right?"

Beiquan smiled and said softly:

"Don't be afraid, we're just here to give you this thing back."

As he spoke, he took out the black velvet jewelry box from his coat, opened it, and tossed it lightly on the girl's quilt.

"Huh? Huh!"

Zhang Yiping lowered her head, saw the familiar golden color at a glance, immediately let out a choked sob, her whole body trembled like chaff, rolled her eyes, and almost fainted from fright.

Beiquan curled his lips into a smile, which was a bit cold.

"Looking at your reaction, you must know what this bracelet is, right?"

He squatted down beside the bed, keeping his eye level with Zhang Yiping who was huddled under the quilt, and stared straight into her eyes:

"So, can you tell me, how did you get this bracelet?"

Zhang Yiping's eyes widened, her mouth opened and closed like a goldfish, and she only uttered a few vague syllables.

Beiquan asked with a smile:

"If you could talk, would you tell me everything?"

Zhang Yiping nodded while crying.

Beiquan smiled, touched the front of her neck with his hand, and took back the spell that had just been slapped on her.

Zhang Yiping found that she could speak again.

Subconsciously opened his mouth to shout for help.

Beiquan slapped another charm with his backhand.

Zhang Yiping silenced again.

"I knew it would be like this."

Beiquan stood up and shrugged regretfully.

"Forget it, anyway, even if you really said it, it may not be the truth."

He walked up to Wei Fuyuan, stretched his arms, and skillfully wrapped his little boyfriend's shoulders:

"So, seeing is believing."

Wei Fuyuan: "..."

His expression was extremely tangled.

——Although logically speaking, I and Beiquan are already boyfriends, but why doesn't my treatment seem to improve at all?

Beiquan blinked at Wei Fuyuan.

Wei Fuyuan felt that he saw the word "pray" in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth vigorously, and at the angle with his back to Zhang Yiping, silently gestured with his mouth - back, head, again, follow, you, calculate, account!

Beiquan smiled and patted him on the back, not sure if it counted as an agreement.

Then he raised his hand, raised the "knife" and cut Wei Fuyuan's back of the head.

The familiar dizziness hit, Wei Fuyuan felt that when he fell forward, his knees were about to fall to the ground.

Then someone caught him and threw him lightly forward - he fell directly into another person's body...

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I don't know if it's because of the many times of empathy, his soul is used to borrowing the senses of another person, this time, Wei Fuyuan was dizzy for a short time.

Only between closing and opening his eyes, he saw that "self" was in the midst of a banquet.

Just judging from the feeling of the body, Zhang Yiping had already drank a lot at that time, not only her whole body was hot and dry, but also she was shaking when looking at things, a surge of alcohol, her stomach was overwhelmed, and she couldn't suppress the sourness in her mouth.

A few seconds later, Zhang Yiping really couldn't hold on.

She didn't even have time to say hello, she covered her mouth palely and ran to the bathroom of the hotel.

While running, I could hear two middle-aged men saying loudly behind me:

"Hey, I'm sorry, that girl is new here and doesn't know the rules, what a fucking disappointment!"

"Leave her alone! Come, drink! Finish this cup!"

Zhang Yiping ran into the toilet and vomited all kinds of meat and vegetables, and there were even bright red blood in the vomit.

After vomiting, she hugged the toilet and didn't even have the strength to stand up.

After a while, Zhang Yiping finally got up staggeringly, dragged her feet, and moved to the washbasin.

Just at this time, another female guest came in, saw the filth on her dress, showed a disgusted and contemptuous expression, covered her nose, turned and walked away.

Zhang Yiping saw the other party's reaction in the mirror, and then looked at her embarrassed appearance, finally couldn't bear it anymore, lay down on the kitchen counter, and burst into tears.