Chapter 9 009 Holding the moonlight alone, Heishui Street

The long street in the dusk, holding the moonlight alone.

"Sorry for the long wait," Jiang Fuli came back to his senses, he lowered his eyes and introduced himself to Bai Shi, "Hello, classmate Bai Shi, I am Jiang He's brother, Jiang Fuli."

He got off the car wrapped in frost, his voice was slightly lowered, and he was naturally cold.

Bai Shi raised her head and accidentally bumped into a pair of light-colored eyes, which were like a cold pond that could not reflect any light.

Deep and cold.

She glanced at Jiang Fuli, who was wearing a black shirt, his face was cold and unique, and his slightly lighter hair blended with the light.

The first time they looked at each other, or maybe it was the second time.

Obviously lonely and quiet.

But it was deafening.

After a while, Bai Shi slowly spoke: "Give me a reason not to kill you."

Jiang Fuli rarely showed his true emotions in front of others. This was the first time he was stunned in front of others.

Jiang He looked up and said contemptuously: "Sister Bai's name is Bai Shi."

Jiang Fuli: "..."

First of all, do you want to see what you noted?

"Sorry," Jiang Fuli realized what happened and laughed lightly. His phoenix eyes, which were always light and indifferent, were mixed with a little smile: "Jiang He is sensitive to numbers, but he has never been to kindergarten, so..."

He paused and simply commented: "He is semi-illiterate."

Bai Shi glanced at Jiang He coldly.

Jiang He, who has autism and only has a high IQ in digital geometry: "..."

He looked away expressionlessly and covered his watch with his hand.

"Did you take it off the fan?" Jiang Fuli held a book in his other hand, which he rolled into a tube. He squatted beside Bai Mi and took her motor. He lowered his eyes and looked at it carefully: "It should be a capacitor problem. Use a multimeter to see which wire has no resistance and fix it."

It was a hand like a work of art, white jade, slender joints, even and smooth lines, and a faint and clear breath.

"Multimeter?" Bai Xi retracted her death gaze from Jiang He, resting her chin on her legs. She tilted her head lazily: "I wanted to buy one, but my grandfather wouldn't let me dismantle the house, so I stole this from his room."

There was no other emotion on her face, her black pupils reflected the light of the street lamp above her head, lazy and beautiful. She

obviously just wanted to secretly dismantle an electric fan motor.

You can imagine her being cute and stealing her parents' things, and maybe her parents would have to turn a blind eye and watch her stealing helplessly.

"I have it. I'll bring it to you in two days." Just thinking about that scene, Jiang Fuli felt like a big cat stretched out its claws and pricked him lazily: "I have a physics laboratory. There are all kinds of experimental instruments there. It's very convenient to do experiments."

Jiang He rarely has people he can get close to. There are even times when he doesn't say a word for seven days.

Bai Fu is a very strange existence to Jiang He.

Until now, when he saw it with his own eyes, he felt that he might understand why Jiang He wanted to go home with her.

Bai Fu blinked.

It's a big laboratory, there should be a particle collider...

More and more eyes were looking over, Jiang Fuli picked up Jiang He's collar and stood up: "Get in the car first, I'll take you home."

There are not many street lights on Qingshui Street.

Bai Fu asked Jiang Fuli to stop the car at the intersection.

"This is the book you wanted," Jiang Fuli got off the car with her and handed the book to her. In the twilight, his eyes and eyebrows seemed to be slightly softened as if they were immersed in ice and snow. "Physics is not difficult, it's very interesting. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"Thank you." Bai Di took the book.

This is a book she has never read before.

"I should thank you," Jiang Fuli looked at Jiang He and said softly, "Jiang He always thinks he is an alien and wants to return to his own planet. You are his first human friend."

Bai Di commented, "He is very cute."

Jiang Fuli tilted his head to look at her for a while and chuckled, "Yeah."

Bai Di waved at him and left.

Jiang Fuli watched her enter a small store. There were police patrolling not far away.

His slightly frowned brows relaxed slightly and he returned to the car.

"This place hasn't been demolished?" Ming Dongheng was sitting in the driver's seat, looking at a low, old building, and seemed surprised. "It's opposite Heishui Street, and my master is there."

That was a place Ming Dongheng often went to, Heishui Street, a street at the junction of the two countries.

But I didn't expect that Heishui Street and Qingshui Street were only one kilometer apart, facing each other on the other side of the river.

Jiang Fuli looked at the lonely street lights, and he slowly raised the car window: "Go back."

Ming Dongheng drove away, and Jiang He leaned against the car window to look at the white smilax.

Jiang Fuli tapped the screen of his mobile phone with his fingertips. In the dark night, his eyebrows seemed to be soaked with a light layer of cold frost. After a while, he lit up the screen and sent a message-[

Go to the debris room and find my physics notes. 】

**

Shop.

Two patrolmen came over to buy two bottles of water, and then chatted with the store manager.

The store manager gave a confused answer.

Bai Mi asked the store manager to bring some wires for her before she went out today. The store manager gave her the wires and a lollipop, and covered the QR code and refused to let her transfer the money: "Hurry home, it's getting dark."

"Oh." Bai Mi put away the wires.

The patrolmen didn't get anything out of her, so they called it a day and went back home. After the two patrolmen left, the neighbor dared to come over and asked, "What did you do? Did you steal something on the other side of the river? Why are there always police watching you?"

"But I'm an honest citizen," the store manager said with great grievance, he himself was also puzzled, "I don't think I did anything."

Bai Xi bit her lollipop, lowered her beautiful eyes, and walked into the alley with an innocent look.

As soon as she reached the entrance of the alley, she saw the old man waiting there.

It was Ji Heng.

Bai Xi was stunned, and she quickened her pace.

Ji Heng was holding a flashlight, and when he saw her, he turned it on, shone it in the dark alley and led her back, "You can't rush learning, take your time."

There are street lights on Qingshui Street, but there are none in the alleys inside.

Only the occasional dim light from the residents.

"I don't." Bai Xi took out her headphones, ready to listen to English words, and rejected the suggestion.

Ji Heng: "..."

He saw Bai Xi staring at his flashlight again, and said vigilantly: "...This can't be removed."

Bai Xi's eyes were a little erratic: "Am I that kind of person?" "

But I saw the corpse of my electric fan when I woke up this morning." Ji Heng ruthlessly exposed her.

"That's because you looked at it at the wrong time. If you don't believe me, just wait two days and check again." Bai Xi said stubbornly.

**

At the same time.

The only western-style house area in Xiangcheng, Renjia.

Ren Qian asked about Ren Wanxuan's studies as usual, and explained Gao Jiachen's matter: "Dr. Gao has not responded yet, you have to fight for the school."

Ren Wanxuan nodded. If it were in the past, she would have left.

But today she was a little hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Ren Qian was surprised.

"It's about those things in my father's family..." Ren Wanxuan told Ren Qian about the matter of Baisui.

After hearing the last part, Ren Qian put down the document in his hand and asked, "Switch from arts to science?"

Ren Wanxuan didn't care much. She just shook her head when she thought about the fact that she only got 85 points in science. "85 points in science. I don't know why she wants to study science. Her father asked me to teach her."

"Don't listen to him. He has been more and more careless in the past two years. He doesn't know the seriousness of the matter." Ren Qian's expression turned cold. He valued Ren Wanxuan's academic performance and naturally knew that she got 300 points in science. "Don't he know how important your academic performance is?"

He hadn't even met this Bai Shi yet, but he had a bad impression of her.

It is still important for young people to be stable and down-to-earth.

Ren Wanxuan quickly rubbed Ren Qian's shoulders and said, "Don't be angry. My father didn't mean it. You know him. He only cares about research and doesn't even remember how old I am."

The Ji family has indeed not relied on the Ren family to stir up trouble for so many years.

But Ren Qian didn't care about the Ji family. He slowed down and told Ren Wanxuan: "Okay, don't worry about the Ji family. Your father is confused. You have to figure out what is most important. You will take the college entrance examination next year. Don't be distracted by other things."

After Ren Wanxuan left, the secretary-general spoke: "Next year's college entrance examination will definitely be the turn for Xiangcheng to have a top scholar. Miss Wanxuan has a good chance."

"She has too much competition this year. It's hard for her to compete with the Chen family in Xiangcheng," Ren Qian knew a little bit of the inside story. He shook his head, "Don't even mention the top scholar in Beicheng. Let's talk about Xiangcheng first."

In their eyes, the biggest goal is the top scholar in Beicheng.

As for the national top scholar, no one has thought about it.

In which year did the national top scholar not come from Jiangjing?

How could he come from somewhere else?

"This is the list of items to be auctioned by Baihu Auction House in a week," the Secretary General remembered the business, "This time there is an authentic Liang Zewen."

Hearing this, Ren Qian quickly reached out to take it, "An authentic Liang Zewen?"

Liang style is the most popular font, not only loved by ordinary people, but also highly praised by major families and great writers, so Ren Qian let Ren Wanxuan learn Liang style since she was a child.

Obviously, Ren Wanxuan's move was very successful. From childhood to adulthood, she has gained a lot of favor because of this Liang style.

There are very few authentic Liang Zewen works. The only authentic one known to the outside world is in the private museum of the Chen family in Jiangjing.

Once this authentic work is released, I'm afraid a lot of people will rush over from all over the country.

No one will suspect that it is fake. After all, it is the largest auction house in Asia, and no one dares to cause trouble when an auction house is opened on Blackwater Street.

"Try to get an invitation to the auction house." Ren Qian said.

**

The next day.

Bai Di did not stay in the library because Jiang Fuli had someone send her the multimeter.

She was going to go home to show her grandfather what "looking at the wrong time" meant.

The No. 12 bus stopped at Qingshui Street. When Bai Di got off the bus with a black backpack, she saw a circle of people gathered in the distance near the canteen on Qingshui Street.

Bai Di approached, and the man in the white vest who was watching the excitement from outside the crowd trembled.

With a "click", the cigarette fell to the ground.

"Captain Zhang, ask them if I have violated the law?" A middle-aged man in black in the crowd blew out a smoke ring and pointed it at a vendor selling cold powder. "Do you dare to say that I have violated the law?"

The vendor selling cold powder shook his head in fear. He cleaned up the stall that was kicked. "No, no! I knocked it down by myself!"

"Oh, then do you dare?" The middle-aged man took two more steps and pointed at the vendor selling hand-carved objects.

The man sat on the ground and waved his hands wildly.

He was wearing an embroidered shoe and finally stopped in front of Ji Heng. "What about you? Do you dare?"

Ji Heng looked at the stall that fell to the ground and shook his head.

"Look," the middle-aged man then looked at Captain Zhang leisurely. He said arrogantly, "I've already said I didn't do it, Captain Zhang, you're not going to take a good guy back, are you?" "

You..." Captain Zhang was about to take action, but was hugged tightly by his companion. "Forget it, Captain Zhang!"

The companion whispered in Captain Zhang's ear, "He should be the Scorpion..."

Captain Zhang calmed down.

Scorpion.

One of the top ten on their internal wanted list, he often roams around Blackwater Street and the international community. Many of his subordinates are hired mercenaries. With the bar behind Blackwater Street, it is said that the FBI can't do anything to him. He is

very powerful.

Scorpion had expected this situation.

He looked at Captain Zhang with contempt, threw the cigarette on the ground in front of him, and stepped on it. "It seems that Captain Zhang will have to find another way to catch me."

No one dared to speak.

Scorpion arrogantly took all the cigarettes from the canteen and left Qingshui Street.

After everyone left, Captain Zhang silently helped the vendors around to tidy up their stalls. He whispered to these people: "Sorry."

The people in the Blackwater Street bar, the border convention between the two countries, the people there -

Captain Zhang has no evidence, there is really nothing he can do.

Even if the Chen family from Xiangcheng were here today, they would be in trouble.

Bai Xi stood not far away, watching the scene calmly.

Bai Xi felt creepy behind his back when she looked at him. He shuddered and hurriedly went to help the vendors collect the goods, cigarette in hand.

It was obvious that Bai Xi was also one of the "Convention Office People" who were not easy to mess with. Seeing him helping to collect the goods, Captain Zhang couldn't help but look at him, and then looked at the shop owner not far away.

The people around gradually dispersed. This kind of thing was not uncommon in Qingshui Street.

"A Xi?" Ji Heng packed up his things, but saw Bai Xi standing at the street.

Some neighbors like the gadgets made by Ji Heng, so he would set up a stall every few days. Bai Xi studied in the library until very late every day, and this was the first time she saw him set up a stall.

"Yeah." Bai Xi responded calmly and reached out to take Ji Heng's things.

"It's okay, grandpa is used to it, spending money to avoid disasters," Ji Heng held the tobacco bag, and he obviously talked a lot more today, "This kind of thing doesn't happen often. He is the person opposite and doesn't come here often. You should be careful when you go out in the future. We ordinary people should try not to provoke them as much as possible."

He comforted Bai Xi.

Bai Xi once again said "Yeah" very obediently, but the bottom of her dark eyes became colder.

Ji Heng was very relieved about her.

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

The lights in Ji Heng's room went out. In Bai Ti's room, she tightened the last screw on the electric fan.

Then she picked up her phone, closed the door gently and went out.

Crossing the bridge at the end of Qingshui Street, a street stretched across the front, magnificent and golden. It was obviously ten o'clock in the evening, but it was as bright as day. At the entrance, it was written in two languages ​​-

Heishui Street.

White vest had been waiting here for a long time. When she looked up, she saw the girl in a moon-white dress who was out of place on this street.

"Sister." White vest came over, handed Bai Ti a cigarette, and lit it.

Baishen held the thin cigarette between her fingers, very nonchalantly, the flames rolled past, the smoke rose lightly, she tilted her head lazily: "Where is he?"

White vest: I can prove that when I knew Scorpion, he didn't have a head.

Hehehehe, good night!