At night, it was the busy time of Las Villa Casino.
Hua Ting sent Ayao to go to an old accounting room at the end of the corridor to look for detailed ledgers of all expenditures and income of Las Villa in the past five years.
He was leaning against the railing of the corridor on the second floor, looking down at the large black heads below.
Most of the people at the gambling table were middle-aged and fat men, and there were very few boys of Lu Jinnian's age.
Unfortunately, Lu Jinnian was half a head taller than her.
If he were to replace her, he would probably betray her right away.
Hua Ting's sharp eyes scanned the casino hall several times, and she found that she was either middle-aged with a big belly or less than 1.6 meters tall.
How should she start?
Ding Sicheng's car must still be waiting outside.
Once she walks out of the casino gate, there will be no way to escape.
At this point, Lu Jinnian stepped into the door of Las Villa Casino as always.
He has a younger brother with him today.
He is handsome, thin, and has a childish look on his face.
He is about 170cm tall, only one or two centimeters taller than Hua Ting, but it doesn't matter.
Hua Ting will die immediately.
I invited two of you to come up.
Hua Ting only said that she was playful, but because Bai Qihong was watching closely, she had to ask the younger brother next to Lu Jinnian to help disguise herself and put a cashmere coat on him.
Her figure seemed to be carved out of a mold. , plus Lu Jinnian’s black felt hat, which covered most of his childish face, so that nothing could be seen in the night; Hua Ting immediately called the casino driver with satisfaction and ordered him to bring this official The distinguished guests wearing cashmere coats were sent to the train station in the southern suburbs.
They were not in a hurry and just kept the normal speed.
This move can not only deceive others, but also successfully lure Ding Sicheng to the southern suburbs, so that he can rush to Xicheng Pier with confidence.
This trick worked as expected.
Hua Ting successfully arrived at Xicheng Pier on the western boundary of Shanghai before 9:30.
A ship painted with vermilion lines has docked at the shore.
The dock is a scene of bustling life.
People on the ship are standing on the deck and looking back at the port they are leaving.
Some people are waving goodbye to those who come to see them off. , more often than not, the whole family leaves Shanghai, so there is no one to say goodbye to.
Hua Ting shuttled quickly among the crowd, and was hit hard on the shoulder by someone from behind.
She turned around, and inspector Jian Yitong in simple clothes was standing behind her.
I was so happy that tears filled my eyes again.
Zhao Yiran was wearing a men's black gown, her slender neck was hanging slightly, and her half-length black hair was not oiled.
It was tied tightly to her ears and held down with a black felt hat.
She said: "As soon as I leave this time, I don’t know when we can meet again."
Her expression was cold and cold, not at all like the Zhao Yiran Huating had seen before.
Her lip lines were firm and her nose and cheeks were frosty, but she was more alienated from this land.
The reluctance.
She was reluctant to leave Shanghai.
"Sister Yiran, believe me, you will come back."
People were coming and going around her, and there was constant noise.
Hua Tingzai stared carefully at the two young faces in front of her that took her a hundred years to meet.
Even though she had thousands of words she wanted to say in her heart, she couldn't say anything. exit.
"Hua Ting, thank you and Jian Yi."
Zhao Yiran's eyes were not even half as enchanting as usual, only a sense of loneliness remained.
"Sister Yiran, I know you are reluctant to leave Shanghai, but now it is just a temporary departure," Hua Ting turned her gaze to the side of the silent inspector's face, which was covered with bloodshot eyes.
His eyes were filled with deep self-blame and regret.
Being forced to leave was a lifelong feeling of guilt for his great-grandmother, "You must believe me that you will return to Shanghai one day."
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The inspector's eyebrows moved, but he still didn't look at her, but there was a bitterness in his tone that she had never heard before: "I don't know if the case can be overturned in the future."
"It's hard to say that the verdict is overturned."
Jian Yizhen really doesn't know what to say on the right occasion.
This sentence, "It's hard to say that the verdict is overturned," is just adding insult to injury.
Zhao Yiran gently held the arm of the inspector beside him, "I don't care whether the case is overturned or not.
As long as you live in peace, I will go wherever you go."
Grandma's tenderness is like a cup of clear boiled water, gentle and tender.
To Grandpa, her tenderness is like a cup of hot tea, lingering in the bones and leaving a long aftertaste.
The inspector frowned, and there was a faint light in his eyes, which dimmed in just a moment, hidden in the pair of pupils that had never wavered all year round.
Hua Ting looked into his eyes and hesitantly squeezed out a sentence from her throat: "Too" "It's getting late, hurry up and get on the boat."
Jian Yi handed a wooden box in his hand back to Zhao Yiran, and warned, "Remember, when you get over there and see that person, you will give a signal that seclusion is not a good idea, so open up and build a golden bridge."
Zhao Yiran nodded slightly.
"Let's go."
"Goodbye, Huating."
A gentle smile bloomed again at the corner of Zhao Yiran's lips.
"Goodbye, sister Yiran, check the inspector."
Great grandpa, great grandma.
“Be sure to take care” As soon as the two of them raised their feet, a dark gun was pressed against Zhao Yiran's head.
The inspector's eyes froze, and his eyes slowly moved along the wrist holding the gun to a square face above the white collar, "Director Qian."
He called out in a low voice.
Hua Ting followed her gaze and turned her head.
The director Qian mentioned by the inspector seemed to have a mysterious sneer at the corner of his mouth, but no one could detect the sneer.
He had a square face and a smooth military uniform.
Meticulously, the belt was tied to the seventh metal buckle, and a brown leather gun holster was hung around the waist.
The conventional 1896 Mauser military pistol in the holster was facing Zhao Yiran's head at the moment.
"Inspector, where are you going?"
Chief Qian's voice sounded leisurely from behind, and behind him were four or five young police officers in black and white police uniforms.
"Why are Director Qian here?"
Jian Yi said in a brisk tone, and her hands were not idle, showing her usual posture of drawing a gun.
Hua Tingbian also tightened her grip on the revolver in her left pocket.
"Don't be nervous," Director Qian said with a smile, "I'm just asking the inspector where he is going."
"There is only one ship here," Jian Yi also wanted to joke with him, "Where do you think he is going to go?"
"Shijie, you want to escape to Peking" Listening to his tone, there didn't seem to be any hostility.
Hua Ting looked closely and could see the calluses of Director Qian's gun from years of practice.
He probably had some marksmanship.
If he really wanted to take someone's life, why bother?
Wait until you get so close.
"Old Qian, you know that I was wronged."
The inspector's words confirmed Hua Ting's suspicion.
Director Qian is not a bad person.
Sure enough, he took off his disguise, put away his gun, and took off his hat.
Only then did Hua Ting see his appearance clearly.
He was a man of about 40 years old.
He was not handsome, and his facial features could even be said to be thin, except for his sharp eagle eyes.
It made people feel uncomfortable all over for no reason.
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"I'm afraid I'll be very busy now that you're gone."
Director Qian smiled and put the gun back into the holster on his waist.
Zhao Yiran breathed a sigh of relief, and Hua Ting's hand that clenched the handle of the revolver gradually loosened its grip.
"Will you come back?"
Director Qian asked calmly.
"I don't know yet."
The inspector sighed, with deep helplessness and sadness in his eyes.
"This is the way the world is, just be more open-minded."
Director Qian began to comfort him.
The inspector still nodded helplessly.
"Then let's go."
As soon as Director Qian finished saying this, several young police officers behind him became anxious: "Director Qian, it's not easy to deal with this."
"I say let him go, who dares to disobey?"
Director Qian's words were upright and full of force, which made Hua Ting feel good about him.
None of the young police officers dared to speak, they lowered their heads and looked at the tips of their shoes.
"Okay, let's go quickly, the ship is about to leave."
The inspector bit his lower lip hard, took the box from Zhao Yiran, and said goodbye to everyone present.
From those clenched lips, Hua Ting seemed to be able to understand how sad and even shameful it was to leave the homeland and go to a strange city in this war-torn moment.
The inspector gritted his teeth, turned around, and shed hot tears uncontrollably.
However, leaving is inevitable.
They stood on the deck at the stern of the ship.
The inspector turned his back and did not look at the Xicheng Pier that was retreating behind him.
Zhao Yiran waved goodbye on the deck desperately; Hua Ting also stretched out her hand and waved vigorously in her direction.
She There was no time to recognize her great-grandfather and great-grandmother.
Who would have expected that a farewell would come so suddenly?
The ocean and the sky are connected in a line, and the moonlight in the low night sky is too desolate, and the eyes are full of sadness.
Hua Ting was not as sad as she imagined, but she felt empty in her heart, as if there were always some heavy things dangling in her heart.
Finally, someone pulled her away, and she felt stable and at ease.
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