Lu Jia glanced at Zhong Yi with a serious expression, then immediately pulled Shen Zhi Qiu over and stood in front of her.
Upon seeing this, the man on the ground quickly made "woof woof woof" cries for help, trying to attract the attention of those outside.
Jiang Bei immediately crouched down, pulled a sharp knife from his coat pocket, quickly removed the protective case, and pressed it against the man's prominent Adam's apple, saying in a low voice, "If you dare to make another sound, I'll shove the knife down your throat right now."
The man tried to struggle, but Jiang Bei pushed the knife tip in further. The man shrank back in fear, but the knife still pierced his skin.
The man frowned, looking at Jiang Bei with a terrified expression. He shut his mouth and obediently leaned against the wall, not daring to move.
Zhong Yi drew a pistol from his waist and cautiously approached the door.
Because the windows were covered with a thick film, he only knew that someone was coming, but he couldn't tell who it was at all.
Is anyone there?
Is anyone home?
It was the voice of a young man and woman.
Zhong Yi concealed the gun behind his back, signaled the others not to move, then opened the door with a gloomy expression and walked out.
Who are you?
Zhong Yi walked out quietly, then suddenly shouted angrily, "Why did you suddenly barge into my house?"
Perhaps it was Zhong Yi's powerful aura that startled the two people in front of her with his rough voice.
"What's wrong? What's wrong, Brother Zhong?" Lu Xiaoyu rushed over in a panic at the sound of the voice.
"Huh? Who are you?" Lu Xiaoyu became wary of strangers, fearing they were here to cause trouble again.
"Don't misunderstand, we're college students who came to the mountains to sketch. We were just passing by and got a little hungry, so we wanted to ask if we could buy some food," the boy said sincerely.
Seeing that Zhongyi was still scrutinizing him with disbelief, the boy quickly took off his backpack, then took out his student ID from the bag and showed it to them.
Upon seeing this, the girl hurriedly pulled out her student ID.
"Chengdu Art Academy - Fine Arts Department - Zhan Xiaoyun".
"Huang Zheng, Department of Fine Arts, Rongcheng Art Academy".
"Are you students from the art academy?" Zhong Yi took their student IDs, looked at them carefully, and then glanced at their expressions from time to time.
The two looked honest and perhaps a little nervous. They started rubbing their hands together and gave an awkward smile.
"Brother, is this alright? We've been walking for so long and haven't seen a restaurant or supermarket in the village. We're really hungry and thirsty, so we had no choice but to bother you." Huang Zheng scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said cautiously.
"Yes, brother, could you please give us some water and something to eat?" Zhan Xiaoyun quickly stepped forward and said earnestly, "We'll pay for it, we won't eat for free, don't worry."
"Brother Zhong, they don't seem like bad people. Let me get them some." Lu Xiaoyu saw that the two of them had been walking in the mountains for too long, their clothes were covered with weeds, and their shoes were full of mud. She couldn't bear to see them like this.
"Thank you, thank you!" Huang Zheng hurriedly expressed his gratitude, as if afraid that Lu Xiaoyu would change her mind.
Zhong Yi stared thoughtfully at the easels the two were carrying on their backs, then nodded.
Lu Xiaoyu pointed to the table outside the living room and said, "You can sit here for a while. I'll go to the kitchen and get you some food. It'll be ready soon."
"Okay, okay." Zhan Xiaoyun hurriedly pulled over a chair and sat down, casually tossing the drawing board onto the corner of the table.
"Huang Zheng, come sit down, it's cold." Zhan Xiaoyun invited Huang Zheng to sit down.
Huang Zheng placed his schoolbag on a chair next to him, and like Zhan Xiaoyun, he threw his drawing board on the corner of the table on the ground.
Zhong Yi raised an eyebrow, a hint of suspicion flashing across his face. He took out his phone and sent a WeChat message.
“Please have a seat,” Zhong Yi said, a rare smile appearing on her face. “It’s too cold. I’ll have him boil some water and make you some hot tea.”
"Thank you, brother, thank you, brother." Huang Zheng stood up and thanked him repeatedly.
“It’s alright. You guys aren’t familiar with this area. It’s far from the city, there aren’t any restaurants or anything like that. Everyone cooks at home,” Zhong Yi added.
"Yeah, yeah, this is our first time here too, so we really don't know." Huang Zheng said, pointing to Zhan Xiaoyun, "She was tired and hungry, and she was afraid she wouldn't have the strength to walk back, so she came here hoping to beg for some food. Luckily, you're kind-hearted, brother, otherwise we wouldn't know what to do."
As they were talking, Zhong Yi's phone rang. He glanced at it, smiled, and said, "You guys sit down for a bit, I'll take this call."
Zhong Yi walked towards the edge of the bamboo grove, his expression turning serious. He pulled up a chair and sat down by the stream, answering the phone, "Hello."
"The student IDs are fake; there are no such students at the school. Find a way to take a picture of their faces and send it to me."
"Okay." Zhong Yi's brows furrowed tightly. "I'll send it to you in a bit."
After hanging up the phone, Zhong Yi opened the security camera at the kitchen door, subtly turned the camera to point at the two people drinking hot tea, and quickly took a screenshot and sent it over.
Soon, Zhongyi's phone vibrated again.
"So fast?" Zhong Yi was taken aback.
“My master is Brother Lu!” The young man opposite laughed. “But let me tell you, you must be careful. The two people who came are from a detective agency in Nancheng. This detective agency is quite capable and good at disguising themselves. If it’s not an expert’s introduction, you won’t be able to find the owner of this agency.”
"From Nancheng?" Zhong Yi murmured in a low voice, "I know who sent them."
"That's fine then, just be careful."
"Okay, thanks!" After saying that, Zhong Yi put her phone in her pocket and walked back with a smile.
Just then, Xiaoyu came out carrying a plate of fruit and asked with a smile, "Brother Zhong, where are Brother Lu and the others?"
“I don’t know where your brother Lu is. Didn’t we talk on the phone today? He said he’s been busy lately and probably won’t be here for a while.” Zhong Yi winked at Lu Xiaoyu as she spoke. Lu Xiaoyu was a little confused at first, but when she saw Zhong Yi like this, she immediately came to her senses. After all, she had just gone through a lot of things, so she was more cautious.
"You guys eat first. There are noodles cooking in the pot. I'll go get some." After saying that, Xiaoyu turned around and walked towards the kitchen.
Lu Xiaoyu looked at the noodles in the pot, hesitated for a few seconds, then took out a box with illegible packaging from a small cabinet under the kitchen and sprinkled some into the soup.
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